Fin~

[b]Name[/b]: Saffron Cunningham
[b]Gender[/b]: Female
[b]Age[/b]: 23
[b]Rank[/b]: Medic
[b]Trade[/b]: Medic

[hider=Upright Appearance][center][img]http://share-fastly.picmonkey.com/prod/photo_posts/6iHiuN8jL5u_12588546.jpg[/img][/center]

[b]Upright Appearance[/b]: Saffron is a fairy-faced woman with a thicker figure. She has short, dark brown hair that's hasn't been brushed in quite a while, brown skin with a splash of freckles here and there, and dull yellow eyes. She's accumulated a throng of scars at her hip, where she was injured a few years ago; due to this, her gait is slow and limping, and she keeps a cane with her. The bones around this area make cracking noises when she walks, if the air's humid. Stands at 5'9" and weighs 167 pounds.[/hider]

[hider=Canine Appearance][center][img]http://th07.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/f/2013/079/f/f/kiri2_by_dark_lioncourt-d5ynukm.jpg[/img][/center]

[b]Canine Appearance[/b]: She looks much more dangerous than she is. Saffron's canine form is large, long, and fierce for a female, which is good for her because her physical speed is hampered by old wounds that she can't heal. With bright, alert yellow eyes and and a long-furred, sable coat with darker marks around her face, she's rather pretty in this form as well. She's balding slightly and scarred on her left flank, which limps when she walks. Stands at 35" tall, 7.6' long, and weighs 173lb.[/hider]

[b]Personality[/b]: Temperamental at best and wholly unpleasant at worst, Saffron is a grumpy, sarcastic, disobliging jerk who [s]seemingly[/s] doesn't have any soft spots for anyone. She dislikes authority figures and, while willing to begrudgingly submit to her superiors, will dispute their decisions with gusto. She's both aggressive and passive-aggressive, and her morals are sketchy and ambiguous. She's willing to hide behind her disabilities if she can get away with it.

On the positive side, Saffron is passionate, intelligent, and thorough with her work. She feels deeply responsible for the health of the rest of the pack and is known to be kinder to pups and omegas than she is to higher ranking lycans. Even if she'll complain about something she's incredibly dependable and true to her word; when she says she'll do something, better believe it'll get done. It's difficult to befriend her, but once one does she's willing to throw her day away for them if they need it, and her sense of humor--the fastest way to her heart--is snarky and easy-going.

While she'd prefer to live on her own, she fears that her old injuries would kill her if she tried to leave the pack, and (believing herself to be the best at what she does) worries that no one would be able to take her place if she left. 

[b]History[/b]: Saffron's father was absent during her childhood, and she doesn't know a lot about him. From what she'd overheard her mother say while she was growing up, she's pieced together that he was a Canadian lycan named Roy who struck out on his own to become a freelance artist. She doesn't know what happened to him after he left her and her mother, only that no one's heard from him since.

Her mother, Sarah Cunningham, was a health practitioner after her own heart. A physical therapist and a gentle midwife, Sarah was the most dependable member in their pack next to her brother, who had been an alpha. Theirs was the Burnham Pack, a group of 20 (give or take) located north of Chicago, right next to Lake Michigan. While growing up, Saffron inherited her mother's talents for healing and developed her own unique, disobliging ways.

When she was nineteen, the pack entered a quarrel with the locals outside their territory, which climaxed in physical conflict. Killed or injured were thirteen humans and the alpha pair, Sarah, and two pups were dead or missing by the end. Saffron slipped down the bank of the lake while running from the attack and pinched herself between two slabs of slate, and in freeing herself she punctured the skin on her left side and pinched a nerve. While she could dress the wounds herself, surgery wasn't available to fix the internal damage, and she had to learn how to get around the numbness and the aches. 

The pack dissipated and Saffron struck out on her own, finding the Blue Ridge Pack (medic-less, at the time) a year later. In exchange for protection Saffron offered the medical expertise her mother had taught her, and three years later she's managed to keep that position.

[b]Extra[/b]: 

-She suffers from chronic headaches and pain from her waist down.

-She's openly homosexual.