Juniper has an hourglass figure and stands at five foot eleven, her height coming mostly from her naturally long lean-muscled legs. Tendrils of chocolate hair spill down to her chest in cascading waves to frame her sun kissed face. Sure, she knows how to style it but she usually only does so for special occasions or if she is frustrated since she doesn’t need to keep racking her fingers through it. The most striking of her features is the heterochromia eyes, one a whiskey brown and the other an ice blue. She often keeps this strange anomaly hidden in her human form by putting in a brown contact in, unless in privacy or in the company of those she trusts since she doesn’t want to attract attention to herself. She has no tattoos since she can never seem to decide on one but she does re-pierce her own ears in different places often, rapid healing is a real downfall sometimes which is also the reason she doesn’t have scars. Juniper's daily wear is usually is whatever is the most comfortable in her opinion or what she wouldn’t care to be ruined if she has to transform in a hurry. It is mostly faded jeans, sweaters, and T-shirts but she knows how to dress up and dazzle when the situation calls for such.

In a striking contrast to her human form, Juniper actually does not have brown or dark colored fur when she is transformed. Instead, she becomes an over sized wolf with pure ivory fur and those same heterochromia eyes which is another reason for the contact cover up in human form. She is fairly slender in the form which is a bonus for agility and dodging but not so much if she is trying to make an impact attack unless she adds teeth into the mix.

Unlike with most tales, this one starts before the beginning of her life as the actions of others set everything else in motion. Her father lead over an extremely small pack that had been fighting to keep their territory for many years against another pack within the area. The bloodshed was great and the damage to both sides getting worse by the day. The other pack was blessed with more members for sure but lacked the strategic prowess that Kaleb possessed which was the cause for the standstill instead of a hostile takeover. It was only when a new leader was appointed did peace seem possible as the first action of the other packs leader was to set a meeting, come up with a solution for peace. Unfortunately, the only offer to be presented was the hopes of the two alphas becoming a pair and try to merge the two packs which expand both of their territories as well as not to have to fear disbanding or finding a new home for the losing side and while the solution was indeed a smart one, Kaleb had already chosen a mate and rejected the offer. This made the other leader sour, the tensions running high as she snapped at Kaleb and demanded to know why she wasn’t good enough. She figured he was with no female to call his own. No one stood by his side on the battle field or even now at this meeting. Kaleb explained that he had someone, a human woman by the name of Emily who was already heavy with child. The only reason for her not being by his side now or on the battle field. This had been the last straw, an all out bloodshed broke out all around them and causing each side to tear each other apart.

Emily, waited and waited but after awhile....it was clear that something had gone horribly wrong. It was just her now and the last light that Kaleb had left of himself. She was terrified of what to do. The pack had only tolerated her presences because of Kaleb, the fault her own as her past actions against them as a hunter but now that meant if their child was to be a werewolf, they might not have a pack and would have to try to be taught with only outside knowledge, not being shown the way. It always came to mind that Emily herself might not make it through child birth which before had been fine since her baby would have Kaleb but the thought of the baby having no parents was hard to bare. Her heart felt broken and she wanted to give into grief but she sucked it up, pushed her emotions to focus on what was next. There was no point in worrying over what could not be changed and they both knew the risks that came with being a leaders and even parents.

The month of October was coming to an end and their child was ready to grace the world. What was supposed to be a happy day turned into one of sadness though as Emily lost her life shortly after childbirth, only having enough time to hold her little girl and give her the name Juniper before passing on. No family to claim her, she ended up in the system and was adopted by Richard and Sarah Rosen. It was never known to her that she had ever had another set of parents that were now long gone and lead an ordinary life. A simple and happy girl, taking up hobbies like gymnastics, fighting, and learn to play an instrument, well, many since she couldn’t decide which one she liked more. She worked hard in school to make her parents proud and tried her best to fit in though most made fun of her for looking slightly different in her childhood years. Juniper always felt an emptiness though that she couldn’t explain but had always shrugged it off, thinking that it was nothing to worry over and she should be happy for what she had.

It wasn’t until her teen years that things started to get a little strange. Sure, teens grow like weeds but she experienced several growth spurts that seemed extremely painful. The doctors said it was normal to feel a little achy but they weren’t listening that it was actually painful to her. She wanted to protest but with her parents so relieved to know it was nothing serious, what was she supposed to do? She didn’t want them to worry and maybe it really just was nothing as the doctor stated. It seemed that was only the beginning though as soon after, being indoors felt trapping and Juniper couldn’t stop feeling awkward in her own skin. She wanted to scratch at it or runs around the block repeatedly. It was as if she were going to go crazy and then the full moon hit. The pain had startled her awake, screams echoing through the house as she felt her bones shifting, and her mind felt like it was being pushed away. It was like being underwater at night. A peaceful blackness that was only interrupted for short blips of horrifying images.

When she resurfaced from what she thought was a world of dreams, Juniper found herself stark naked in the middle of a park, covered in caked on blood as the sun started to rise. She was terrified, confused, and worse of all.....uninjured. Where had all this blood come from? How did she get here? Why was she naked? It was all too much at once to take in any singular emotion. She focused in on one thought, to get home. Juniper wasn’t even sure if she had been spotted walking as her feet kept moving on their own as if they knew their destination by heart. Everything around her was overwhelming. The sound of her feet moving, the animals skittering around, the smells around her causing her to feel nauseous, and the morning sunlight burning her eyes which in turn made them water though tears had already been spilling from them.

It felt like as though she had been wandering forever but here she was, standing outside her own home and staring at the cracked and broken front door. She carefully pushed it open, sneaking inside to see if anything else was amiss and worried that some sort of attacker was still there but all she got to see was trails of blood. Different items spewed all over the place and things ripped apart. Juniper shouted for her parents, bolting upstairs only to step in puddles of blood and screaming as she witness the ripped up and mauled mess that could barely be recognized as her parents but she knew it was. She didn’t know how but she knew this was them but she was positive and she felt sick. Tears spilled down her cheeks, confusion eating away at her on how this had happened.

The cops found her still in the stairwell, naked and covered in blood as well as unresponsive. They questioned her but with no response and were certain that she had murdered her family like some psychopath when the coroner stated they had found evidence that an animal had done such devastation that had occurred. It was from that moment on that they realized Juniper must have witnessed the horrific scene and maybe someone had brought the violent animal with them or even threatened her, if not more since they found her naked. She was placed into counseling and awaiting to receive a foster family till a better solution could be found. Juniper didn’t wait that long. She took what she could and got on a bus, not looking back. She didn’t know where she would go or do so she just ended up visiting different places with interesting history or attractions.

It didn’t take long to find out that the strange occurrence from that night kept happening to her. It was sometimes with no problem other then being randomly naked somewhere, while other times death followed. She started locking herself away at nights, not knowing what else to do and terrified of what she was possibly capable of. She always felt claustrophobic now, like a never ending cycle and only feeling normal after the strange missing time of her memory. Eventually, her path lead her to Salem because of its past history and that’s when she finally found some semblance of peace. It was just a random bumping into someone on the streets but in that moment, she finally didn’t feel that emptiness that was always there and she felt like this random stranger would understand her. Juniper ended up following like a lost puppy, well that was until she was snapped at for being a stalker. She had instantly fallen apart, the woman before her stood awkwardly watching the young werewolf and realizing something was very wrong. Natalie lead her away, taking her to the current pack leader and seeing if there was something they could do to help.

Juniper’s reaction to questions made them realize that this teen had no idea what she truly was and that they would not be dragging the past from her. She refused to give them almost any knowledge other than she was alone. Natalie took her in, helped her learn herself, gave her the tools she needed and cared for her until she was of age to start a true life of her own. The past haunts her still but she has tried to move forward and helping people where she can. Keeping out of trouble if possible though that is difficult sometimes in a place like Salem.