Name: Cyrus
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Rank: Omega


In-Depth Description: Small in stature, Cyrus stands at five foot five and is relatively unimpressive as far as human male standards go. He has very little bulk muscle and appears quite more lean in turn, very flexible if anything. In his human shape, it is relatively easy to see the few scars he has around the back of his neck and right shoulder, they stand out against his skin. As a wolf, Cyrus is still rather small, barely reaching 40". His dark brown hair somewhat blends into his wolfish form, but not really. Most of his body turns into a creamy off-white color with darker colors over his back and the alike, especially upon his face.

Basic Personality: Cyrus is a very friendly fellow and generally someone who can get along with just about anyone, often times he is very playful with those he is close with. He isn't much of a person for confrontation though and he knows very well how to avoid stepping on any toes if need be, he will back down without even attempting to defend himself. Because of this though, he can usually help calm others down, especially the more aggressive people within the pack. And even when aggression and anger is thrown his direction, it really doesn't seem to effect him too much- he is very forgiving and understanding.

Brief History: Cyrus was born to a lone female rogue somewhere along the border of the US and Canada. Because of it, Cyrus spent a good bit of his younger years near/in human settlements. His mother was very good about it though and Cyrus never once got sick from being in a city for too long. It was rare, but as Cyrus grew older, him and his mother spent the time in the company of a few other lycan- not long enough to form and real bonds, but just enough to give the young wolf a general idea of how things worked.

When he was ten, his mother died rather suddenly, leaving Cyrus alone in the city. But at this point in his young life, he had learned enough from his mother that he could fend for himself without the assistance of an adult. He managed this lifestyle pretty well on his own, ingeniously bouncing around between time in the city and time in the wilderness. But it quickly came to an end when he was discovered by hunting party from one of the local packs. He was rapidly adopted into their ranks. But he only stayed with them long enough to fully be considered an 'adult'. He promptly took off without a care in the world one evening and never looked back, deciding to go out into the world to do his own thing.

Extra: Any who think Cyrus is unable to fight properly because of his status as omega are sorely mistaken. He can fight as well as any of the larger males, even though he is smaller- he is much faster than most of them and with a very well practiced bite. He spent a good few years of his life roughing it out after his mother died and she made sure he was able to at least hunt and defend himself to some extent, even if he wasn't a male with highly aggressive tendencies. But really, no one would have ever seen him fighting- its not really his style unless it is absolutely necessary.