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Caspar VanSlyke

{"No matter what it is that you do, there will always be a risk or two involved. And so what? What's life without just a little bit of risk. Hell, what's life without a huge bit of risk? The fact that it's there doesn't matter. It's always there, there's no way around that. What really does matter, though, is what you do with that risk."}
-Louie Black (Yeeeeah came up with it mehself. 'Cause it's soooo good xD )

| Full Name |
Caspar Jones VanSlyke

| "Slyke" |
For Slyke it's less about liking the nickname and more about saying less than his whole name. He thinks last names with "Van" in the beginning seem pretty intimidating, so he'd rather go with something a little less so. Not that Slyke is much of an improvement, but it's a bit better.

| Birth Date |
Born on Halloween day (October 31st) in 1990, he is currently 26.

| Age |
26 years of age.

| Gender |
Male

| Sexuality |
Heterosexual

| Relationship Status |
Quite single.

| Occupation |
Unemployed, but hopeful to work as an official Hunter, as opposed to working with his father to do so. He was never officially made into a Hunter.

| Role |
Hopeful Second in Command. He'd be happy to just be a Hunter in general, but he thinks that he is skilled enough to be a little higher.

| Coven or Pack? |
Part of neither, but he intends to aid their downfall.

| In Depth Appearance |
Caspar Jones VanSlyke stands tall above most people his age, often having to bend slightly beneath normal-sized doors. He inherited that much from his father, but almost nothing else. Nobody in his family really knows where he got most of his traits, but his eyes and hair the only clear things from his mother. He has grey eyes, almost strangely grey, but there is an odd sort of warmth to them. Most people would think grey would be a cool color, rather than there being a slightly warm tinge to them. His hair is a messy, light brownish color, just like his mother. He usually keeps it just a little bit longer than the norm for many guys.

Caspar tends to wear darker tones in his clothing. Grey, black, navy, maroon, with the occasional white. He never wears just a T-shirt, as he believes in dressing for his part. He typically wears a fairly thick leather jacket decorated with his maroon undershirt. He has gloves, similar in color to his undershirt, that he cut the fingers off of. They look more like ragged, leather, MMA gloves, now. His jacket has multiple pockets and slits in which he hides his many weapons. Daggers and stakes littered his body, yet remained completely concealed from the public eye. Small vials of holy water cluttered a pocket or two. Perhaps the most important thing that he wore, though, was his necklace. It was a small, silver cross. It may be small, but it was definitely effective. 

His pants were quite an interesting story as well. He wore extremely dark jeans that stuck fairly close to his skin. He kept a foldable dagger and a small stake in his back pockets, and another one tucked in the side of his right boot. The leathery boots met at his feet and went a fair ways above his ankle. The dagger he stuck in his boot was, just like the others, foldable. But this one was considerable larger, looking a bit more like a machete when the black was flipped out. It was made of pure silver.

(Tattoos will be included below)

| Habits | Oddities | Quirks |
Habits: When he's nervous, he tends to tap his fingers, close his eyes, or start scratching at his arms (despite them being beneath the jacket). It's easy to tell when he's angry at somebody because he always, and I mean always, cracks his neck and fingers.

Oddities: Caspar tends to growl and grunt when he's in a fight, which is exceedingly odd since he hates werewolves in particular. He notices it, but can't seem to stop, he assumes it's just something he's picked up while fighting them. He hates vampires as well, but for some reason, werewolves bother him more. Also, despite being clearly German, it was his grandparents who moved away from Germany. He was born in Great Britain, and, keeping the accent, moved to the U.S. when he heard of the Hunting that brought his attention. He also tends to whistle a lot when he's waiting for something.

Quirks: He has several tattoos hidden underneath his clothing, all standing for something unique. One of them, a large star on his right shoulder, is from his first time Hunting. For some reason, the werewolf he and his father's group were after wore a star necklace. It just seemed to stick with him. The second is a winged skull with blood dripping from the eye sockets. It symbolizes that he has seen horrible things, but continues to see them for the innocents in the world. His last one is his name written across his upper back. "VanSlyke". This one is there for the remembrance even after his death, because he is extremely afraid of the possibility of love. He has had a past of getting close to women and watching them be slaughtered by the very things he Hunts.

| Hobbies |
Caspar enjoys whittling, even in 2016 he finds the old hobby fun. Many people think he's living in the past, despite being born in the relatively modern days, until they see how well he handles the knife. He's very gifted, and can make some mean stakes at a moment's notice. He also finds playing the guitar soothing, a good way to relax after a long day. He may not be the best, but he knows enough to play.

| Likes |
Caspar has a thing for acoustic music, many of such artists nobody else knows. He's also into classic rock, and some of the modern stuff. His favorite artist is Jack White, a person who can definitely make him feel like a badass at the end of the day if he needs it. He also enjoys, as mentioned above, playing the guitar and whittling. Whittling also leads to his rather large appreciation for knives and stake creating. He also likes dogs, the tiny ones especially. He may look real tough, but in reality, he has a softer personality.

| Dislikes |
Obviously, he hates werewolves and vampires very much. When he's in an argument, he can't stand it when a person just won't accept defeat. Sometimes he is that way, too, but very rarely. He also hates it when people start messing with his hair. Don't. Touch. The hair. What he may hate even more than werewolves and vampire, though, is people who don't listen. They just nod and smile the whole time, not even paying attention to what he is saying, important or not.

| Fears |
His biggest fear is losing his closest friends and fellow Hunters. He grows close to people quickly, particularly after working with them for awhile. He also fears the concept of love, like his previous experiences said a ways above.

| Personality Traits |
Caspar is pretty well-rounded, but has some tougher and softer qualities. He's very independent, can do things by himself, but he prefers to do them with other people. He has a strong understanding of caring for a person, depending on how fast he gets to know the person. He bonds quickly, but also loses trust quickly. While he has no real reason to lose trust so quickly, he takes things rather personally. He can sometimes be fairly stubborn as well, but he really is a good person.

| Personality |
Caspar is a good man, he's both soft and hard. He is soft in the way that he find the good in people. He enjoys the company of others, he find it comforting in a sense that if something goes wrong, he doesn't have to deal with it alone. Some people would find that almost cynical, but he thinks it the opposite. He's a caring guy, always taking the people around him into great consideration. If there is something that would mostly benefit them and may hurt himself, he'd almost always go with the option that would help the others. He may look tough and scary, but he's more a softy than people would tend to think.

But he can be hard, sometimes. He has strong beliefs and likes to stick by them. His morals and preferences play a big part in his decision-making life. He rarely ever makes a decision that he disagrees with, unless he knows it is the way to make things right. He also likes to make himself look big. While a good person, he finds joy in showing off. He'll show off his looks, his skills, his weaponry, just about anything.

| Place of Origin |
He was born in Great Britain, his grandparents had come there from Germany, and he lived there until he was sixteen. After that, he moved to America.

| History |
Caspar's family is from Germany, hence VanSlyke, but his grandparents moved away from Germany during World War II. They moved to England, where they thought they would be safer. And they were, in fact, they made rather large sums of money. They never really gave away how they made it, but Caspar always assumed it was either for the government or illegal. He could see it either way. 

Grandpappy and grandmammy VanSlyke brought their child over with them, Caspar's father. He grew up wealthy, for still unknown reasons. When he was about twenty eight, he married a woman who lived there at the time. After a few years, she gave birth to Caspar. They all lived together quite happily for sixteen years. During those sixteen years, Mr. VanSlyke revealed to their son that he was a Hunter. Caspar's mother was clueless about the whole thing, but he was taken to work with his father. He would show him how to make stakes, how to use daggers and knives, how to set simple traps. This is where Caspar found his love of whittling. 

After a time, his father had to go to the United States for some important work. He told Caspar's mother it was a business trip, but Caspar knew that was all a lie. His mother and father's relationship had started to deteriorate, they argued all the time, his father was left sleeping in hotels constantly. Eventually, he just left. He promised Caspar he would bring him to the U.S. soon. Fortunately, it was soon, but not for a good reason. His mother was killed in a tragic car accident when he was only eighteen. After that, it was decided that he would go to live with his father. From there, he continued his training.

From then on, he worked as hard as he could to do his father right. He trained for extremely long periods of time, even longer than his father could bare, sometimes. Eventually, he could outdo his father at many tasks. He could make stakes quicker, he could throw knives more accurately, he was all-around better than him. He continued to Hunt with him, though, and they are still very close.

| Extra |
Theme Song

Caspar VanSlyke

{"No matter what it is that you do, there will always be a risk or two involved. And so what? What's life without just a little bit of risk. Hell, what's life without a huge bit of risk? The fact that it's there doesn't matter. It's always there, there's no way around that. What really does matter, though, is what you do with that risk."}
⚜ Acquaintances || ☯ Neutral || ☮ Friends || ♫ Best Friends || ♥ Love Interest || ⚤ Boyfriend/Girlfriend || ☠ Enemies

| Hecate Moreau | {☯}
"Not quite sure how to think of her, to be honest. She seems nice, but I probably shouldn't be judging here. I've only just arrived in this town, after all. If this place is what it's said to be, a town filled from bottom up with werewolves and vampires, I'd bet anything that she's the latter. Now that ya got me thinking about it, maybe I should keep my guard up around her..."
Caspar isn't quite sure what to think of Miss Hecate quite yet, but he's been debating possibilities. She looks nice, seems like a good person, but he has a little voice in his head telling him to watch himself. He's taken to keeping the idea of staying a bit far from her until he knows for sure. Doesn't want any surprises.

| Raini Yilmaz  | {☮}
"Oh, her! She seems like the perfect person for the job, definately fit for the leader of our group here. If there's anybody in our little team that I trust, it's her."
Caspar may be new to the town, and the group as well, he sees Raini as a good figure to look up to. He may be a bit of a hardass on occasion, but he can see her being tolerant of that if it comes to it. What he especially likes about her is that she seems like she could really care about the group, assuming that they all get to know each other well enough.

| Rebecca Ackermann | {☯}
"I can't really say much about her. Pretty sure I've seen her around, only been here for a short time though, so I might be seeing things. I'd reckon she's alright, but I'm sure I'll be wrong..."
Caspar's hardly seen her around, and in a town like this, he really would like to keep the "jumping to conclisions" to a minimum. If he had anything to say about her, it'd be that she's quite a ball of energy. He doesn't quite suspect anything of her.

| Dan Carver | {Potential ☮}
"He's good at what he does, I'm sure of that, but he doesn't quite seem like a convorsationalist. Yeah, yeah, do what ya will, but I gotta jump to a conclusion here and say he's troubled by something. Dunno what, exactly, but it's something. But I like the guy, think we'll get along quite well. Guess we'll see."
Caspar likes him, he seems like a hard worker. Whether he really does have a problem or not, he thinks they'll get along. Caspar's a big fan of his riksiness, too.

| Father Luca Petulengro | {⚜}
"I may wear a cross, but I ain't the religious type. I have my thoughts on why it's crosses that repel those fiends. I say as long as he doesn't force religion on me, we might get along. That's for him to decide."
While not his biggest fan, Caspar's alright with him. His religious babble bothers him, but he understands his opinions. Being such an opinionated man himself, it's an easy thing to identify with. If they were to get into a disagreement though, he's not quite sure what would happen.

| Séb Charbonneau | {☠}
"Oh please, this guy screams vampire. Either that or he's on something, because this guy looks like the apitomy of a classic vampire. I'll be very surprised if he's anything else. I'll say it now, I don't trust him."
Caspar is highly suspicious of him. Being so pale with eyes like his, it's hard not to suspect. While he tries not to show his suspense, he gets the feeling he may have let something show. Might be interesting to see how they get along.

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{"I have nothing against respecting people who lived before, but we have no responsibility toward them."}
-Leon Kass

| Full Name |
Raini Ren Yilmaz

| Nickname |
"Rainy". It's an intentional mispronunciation of her name, which is 'Rain-eye'. It was originally assumed by Raini to be done simply to annoy her; it was only recently that she realized it was a term of endearment. She would prefer people not using it.

| Birth Date |
November 14.

| Age |
35

| Gender |
Female

| Sexuality |
Pansexual

| Relationship Status |
Recently Single

| Occupation |
Part Time Phlebotomist. Full Time Hunter.

| Role |
Lead Hunter. Failing that? Second in command.

| Coven or Pack? |
Neither

| In Depth Appearance |
Raini doesn't stand out much at all and that is clearly by design. Drawing attention to yourself is what inexperienced people do, and that extends to the hunters just as much as it does their prey. Of course, her standing out happens often enough due to her more...exotic features, though with enough diversity comes the ability to blend. Raini's of an average height, standing at just shy of five-nine, with a build that is athletic in tone. Muscles need not be bulging to be present, nor does the lack of them from a glance mean a lack of strength or stamina. Rarely does Raini dabble in cosmetics other than for blemishes or if she's out to impress someone with her awkward feminine wiles. 

The exception to that rule is in how she treats her hair, dirty blonde in color and soft to the touch, it's the one aspect of her, other than keeping in shape, that she takes an excessive amount of care in. She won't berate someone for 'messing up' her hair, but she believes she has earned a little bit of vanity in her life every now and then. With how often things get messy...it's mostly something to keep her grounded. 

In her day to day, when she isn't wearing the white coat in the doctor's office, skews more casual than anything else. Jeans for walking. Boots for stepping. White shirts for comfort and always a black jacket for completion of the outfit. In warmer weather the jacket will be left at home and she'll favor shorter sleeved shirts but never shorts or skirts. Anything other than pants would show the scars she's accrued over the years; most have healed, but scars linger and questions get asked. She goes for more neutral clothing in her day-to-day. Blues and whites, neutrals, all a part of looking the part. It's a lot harder than she ever thought to intentionally make herself look ordinary. 

Harder, still, because of her background - She has the features of her mother, the pronounced cheekbones and almond eyes, and the skin tone of her mixed heritage - she's on a short list of people in Bellingstone that come from similar backgrounds. 

She had a tattoo once, on her right arm, but it's been removed, The tattoo was of a rain cloud, an inside joke that stopped being funny. 

| Habits | Oddities | Quirks |
When faced with downtime, Raini will observe herself in a compact to ensure that the day's stress hasn't ruined her hair. Which is to say she'll often straighten it out or fix it up as the day goes on. Again, she believes her little trip to vanity avenue is well earned, even if it's something she believes that only younger people should do. 

Whenever she uses profanity, which is more often than she'd care to admit, she only does so in Arabic. It's one of the three languages she speaks and it's the only one she can be certain that most people she uses it around won't understand. 'Ya Ibn el Sharmouta' is a particular favorite of hers but they're all so colorful and varied, as language typically is.

Raini intentionally mispronounces people's names (though gets upset when others do it to her). It's a quirk she picked up from someone important to her. However, it's not something she does to everyone at first. People know that they have Raini's respect when she starts saying their name incorrectly. Until then, she'll always be asking for their name or calling them things like 'kid'.

| Hobbies |
Raini has a bit of a soft spot for jazz music and has quite the collection of vinyl and albums. She'll listen to it to unwind or to prepare for a fight/patrol/whatnot. Her regret in life was never learning to play an instrument and jazz is sort of an escape. 

Candle Making. Something she learned from her mother as a child, Raini enjoys making candles when she has free time. She sells them through Etsy and at a corner store in Bellingstone that gives her a cut of profits from her sales. Nothing relaxes her more than putting on Dave Brubeck and making an order of candles as the sun goes down. It's zen-like at times.

| Likes |
☑ Though she doesn't make them, she does enjoy candle wax figures, such as people who make cats or people and put a wick in them. There's shelf space in her place that is reserved for ones she liked enough to buy.

☑ Spicy food. She's not yet found a place in town that can really hit that sweet spot of spicy. She'd make her own but cooking is not something she's particularly great at. 

☑ Long winters. She grew up in warm weather and had enough of it to fill a lifetime. Winters are welcome and snow still makes her smile when its fresh. 

☑ Seafood. Sometimes she wishes she was located on the coast just to get fresher fish on the regular, but she'll take a grilled salmon or some ahi tuna no matter how it comes. 

☑ People that listen. She's constantly amazed in her daily life the number of people who can't fill out a simple form in the blood lab. "Please stick out your right hand", a request she makes often, is often followed up with "Your OTHER right" or "Please stick out your right hand". But she might be projecting, since not listening has led some people she knew to their early end.

| Dislikes |
☒ People that DON'T listen, to follow up on a like. 

☒ Summer. The warmth and the more relaxed atmosphere doesn't sit well with her. Plus she gets real hot in her jeans which is just uncomfortable.

☒ Coffee. She hates the taste. Really caffeine does nothing for her other than make her want to spit it into the nearest drain.

☒ Rain clouds. More often than not they signal rain or worse. 

☒ Games of chance. She doesn't gamble with anything, from money down to her life, preferring to do things that she at least has some modicum of control over.

| Fears |
Raini hates the rain, specifically she hates thunderstorms. Even into her thirties stormy weather makes her have difficulty sleeping or functioning. It's a fear, a phobia if you will. 

While she doesn't fear her own death she does fear others she works with dying under her watch or else being converted to the ranks of the ones they hunt. A loss of a hunter under her care is a failure in her command. In that way, perhaps it's better to say that she fears failure.

| Personality Traits |
Patient. Though Raini hates people that don't listen, she puts up with them in the hope that they'll learn sooner or later. On that same token, Raini is someone that will wait and wait until the moment is right before springing into action. Patience is a virtue that gets rewarded. Impatience gets people injured or worse. 

Disaffected. While losing someone among her ranks gets her where it counts, after the things she's experienced and done nothing really concerns her anymore. Yes, she obviously doesn't like it when innocents die due to the supernatural, but the news of a death or the sight of blood or bodies doesn't fuel her into action. She's desensitized and cautions others to hold onto their strong feelings on the matter.

Motherly. Raini had a strong bond with her mother for the short time they were a family and she found a father figure in her training days. As such, any hunter that works with her is seen as something close to family, not all that dissimilar to wolves and their pack or vampires and their coven. 

Hard. Raini, despite her motherly tendencies, is still a hard person to bond with. But in her mind, she doesn't have to be liked so long as she has respect. The fact that getting her to 'remember' your name is a rite of passage shows how difficult it is to earn her trust and friendship. Ostensibly it's so she can feel less on the off chance that one of them dies, but there's sure to be a deeper reason.

| Personality |
To hear Raini describe it, she's a hunter second and a person first, but that doesn't stop elements of who she is in the 'fight' from seeping into her attempts to be a more 'ordinary' citizen. Around children and the like, such as those who come to the lab for shots or blood work, she's always friendly and smiling, like a motherly sort would be, but she rarely, if ever, speaks to adult patients about anything other than the reason for their visit to the lab. Few would describe her as 'friendly' but many would consider her 'nice'. Raini isn't a mean person and doesn't have near the outright hatred towards the hunter's prey as some do. 

Once someone has earned her respect she treats them no differently than she expects them to treat her. Everyone, once proven they can hang in the hunters of Bellingstone, is seen as equals. It is, to her, the best way to foster camaraderie and instill the notion that no one is expendable. Raini may take a while to consider someone, but even those whose name she hasn't said are still part of the team. Raini is practical when making decisions and often will opt to take less favorable choices rather than the more immediate 'positive' ones. She won't be the one to rush in and help someone in danger and she'd be willing to let innocents die if it meant it would lead to something more substantial in the long run. Her casual disregard for the lives of innocents - or the seeming disregard - makes some believe her to be emotionless, heartless, cruel.

But she isn't. She just understands that not everyone can be saved. The more moral people around her are people she trusts to keep her in check. Raini doesn't want other hunters to lose their humanity and empathy and encourages them to 'remain as innocent as possible'. 

Anyone who knows Raini, be it a fellow hunter or a friend in Bellingstone, knows that she is there in case someone needs an ear to vent their problems. Raini wants very much to be seen as something of a motherly presence among her charges, loving and caring but also willing to lay down the law and take control of a situation. She might be strict, but if it keeps people alive it's worth it in the end.

Just don't ACTUALLY call her mom.

| Place of Origin |
Thimphu, Bhutan

| History |
Raini was born in Bhutan to a father of South Asian heritage and a mother from China. Though Bhutan is where she was born it wasn't where she lived; at a young age, before Raini could walk, she and her parents settled in Egypt, in Cairo. Raini bonded with her mother, who she remembered being incredibly affectionate and caring which was in direct contrast to her father, who was aloof and worked abnormal hours which meant Raini rarely got to spend time with him. As Raini grew into a child, she noticed that her father was often talking of relocation, of staying mobile, but her mother wanted a home. A permanent one. Her parents spoke in whispers often. 

Raini's mother was also her educator, teaching her both Arabic and Mandarin and how to read the written word. She never felt coddled, but it was obvious that Raini was fond of her mother. When she was thirteen she started to notice more oddities with her father. He always seemed to be on edge, nervous, and would often lash out against his wife. Any attempt to find out what was wrong was met with anger from her father and near sobs from her mother. 

At age fourteen, Raini lost both of her parents. 

It happened slowly, building up over the course of months. Suddenly Raini had a new family member, an Uncle Jabari that made frequent trips to the family home. Jabari was a man of few words but always came with a gift for Raini, some trinket or bauble, one time a cool pocket knife, but he didn't say a word to the girl otherwise. One week after Raini's fourteenth birthday, their home was broken into at night. Raini hid in a cupboard and watched as a strange man accused her mother of 'betrayal'. The man snapped her father's neck and Raini was forced to watch a different side of her mother. 

The mother she loved shrieked and attacked the mysterious man, a fight that stopped after her mother removed the man's head. Of course Raini screamed, what person wouldn't after witnessing such a thing? But before her bloody mother could reveal her true nature to her daughter, Uncle Jabari arrived and drove a sake through the woman's heart. "Your mother was on the run from her coven," Jabari went on to explain as he introduced Raini to the world of vampires and hunters. 

Jabari was a hunter named Eric and he was hunting the man that was hunting Raini's mother, arriving too late to save her father. Eric, against his better judgment, took Raini along to be trained as a hunter, which took some convincing on his end as Raini was still in shock over the sudden loss of her mother. Of her parents. Studying under Eric became the replacement of studying languages with her mom. Eric started calling her Rainy as she started taking her training more seriously. When she became a full fledged hunter, Eric was there to welcome her to the fold. She requested to serve with him but he refused, saying that she had to become her own person now. Eric went off to his own posting. News of his death reached her three months after the fact. Werewolf attack. 

Raini models a lot of herself after Eric, keeping the little nickname mispronunciation thing alive as sort of a tribute to his memory. As he requested, Raini has become her own hunter, even being assigned to Bellingstone where she's integrated herself into the community as a phlebotomist, working in the bloodwork lab at a doctor's office. The job is one way she monitors the activity of vampires and werewolves alike, and it allows her to keep tabs on the blood supply in case some hungry sorts get a little bold in their quest for human blood. 

To the residents of Bellingstone, Raini is the blood doctor who gives the children coming for shots a lollipop if they don't squirm. To others, she's a threat. A hunter through and through.

| Extra |
She speaks English, Arabic, and Mandarin. She speaks with a noticeable accent though it's not as heavy these days. 

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{"Nobody can hurt me without my permission."}
-Gandhi

| Full Name |
Rebecca Rosalynn Ackermann

| Nickname |
Becca. She doesn't really know when people started calling her Becca, it just sort of happened. It always throws her off a little when people calls her Rebecca.

| Birth Date |
November 15, 1991

| Age |
24

| Gender |
Female

| Sexuality |
Bisexual

| Relationship Status |
Single

| Occupation |
Prep Cook at a restaurant in town.

| Role |
Delta Female

| Coven or Pack? |
Pack

| In Depth Appearance |
Standing at around 5′5″ Rebecca is a little on the shorter side, with an athletic build. When down her dark brown almost black hair reaches down to just past her shoulder blades, however it is usually kept up in a ponytail or bun. Her eyes are Hazel, which change from brown, green, and gray depending on her mood, though they often stay a solid brown. As for style Rebecca can be seen as somewhat of a tom boy, only wearing dresses whenever she must, she prefers to be comfy more than anything. She prefers warm colors in her wardrobe. The only piercings she has are her ears.

| Habits | Oddities | Quirks |
-Nail Biting. Rebecca is aware that biting her nails is a bad habit, but when she is stressed or just simply bored she often does it without thinking.
-Hand gestures. She often moves her hands when talking.
-Talks to herself. Often done when thinking, extremely annoyed, or angry. It is always down low and if pointed out she only seems to get more annoyed but will stop.

| Hobbies |
Cooking. Rebecca is a wonderful chief something that she picked up from spending time in the kitchen with her grandmother. By the time she was in her teens she was helping make holiday meals. Rebecca is always happiest when cooking for her friends.

Swimming. Something she started doing in high school.

| Likes |
Fall. There is something about the chilly air that she just loves. Not to mention the smells in the air and leaves changing colors. It's just the perfect time of the year.
Music. Especially rock and soft rock. It is a major stress reliever to her.
The color green. Which is her favorite color.
Spicy Food. While she likes all kinds of food, spicy has to be her favorite.
The smell of Honeysuckle.

| Dislikes |
Quiet. Everyone knows that when things go quiet, they go wrong. While it isn't a fear, but it makes her very uncomfortable.
Guilt Trips. If it's something she should feel sorry for, she will.
Cold weather. She absolutely hates cold weather, and during the winter you will likely find she keeps her heater kept up on high so she stays warm.
Bland food.
Clingy People

| Fears |
Heights.
Clowns

| Personality Traits |
Kind|Opinionated|Energetic|Stubborn

| Personality |
Very energetic, Rebecca can be a bit much when you first meet her, though when you get to know you'll find that most of how annoying she seems to be is simply nerves. Easily hyped up, Rebecca often talks fast and with her hands, sometimes she even gets on her own nerves to the moment that she will go completely quiet until she calms down. In some cases she will even simply walk away, talking to herself, only to come back later more calm. Once you get past this however, Rebecca is a very sweet kind person whom tries to see the good in people, even when others don't. She would do anything within her power to help her friends and family. 

Like everyone else, Rebecca clearly as her downsides. The biggest for her has to be how stubborn she can be. She hates to admit when she is wrong, no matter if she knows it is. This coupled with how overly opinionated she is make her someone you don't really want to argue with about somethings. Not because she will become violent or anything, but because you are pretty much wasting your breath and time. 

| Place of Origin |
Sydney, Australia

| History |
The youngest and only female in a family with two sons, Rebecca was born in Australia. Rebecca a happy family and upbringing. Her family went on vacations and large holiday dinners with the family. However, Rebecca's mother was a hard woman and a workaholic, who brought her work with her everywhere she went. While her father was completely the opposite, a lazy man who worked odd jobs and spent most of his time at home drunk passed out on the couch and only sobered up for social appearances. As a result Rebecca and her brothers spent more time with their grandmother than actually with their parents outside of family gatherings and trips. When Rebecca was ten things in her life when thrown into sort of downward spiral when both of her brothers and father were killed in a crash, due to her fathers drunk driving. 

As if her sinking depression at the loss of her brothers and father wasn't enough, she hit puberty and found out the family secret. Rebecca's great grandmother on her mother's side was a werewolf and the gene was missed down the line making her a werewolf as well. For the next four years she struggled not only with depression but also learning to control her wolf side, with her mother and grandmother being her small pack. Once she got into high school she started on the swim team and things started to get better slowly for her. She found a way to work through her loss and finally keep herself busy.

When she was nineteen Rebecca's mother lost her job and they decided to move out of Australia and to the US hoping to get a brand new start, when they moved to Bellingstone Rebecca came to love the people that lived there and quickly made friends within the pack. However, her mother quickly find that she didn't like the idea of being in a pack that wasn't her family, when she was offered her job back she moved back home. Rebecca decided to stay in Bellingstone instead of moving back. After the wolf pack there seemed more like a family to her then her mother ever had. 

| Extra |
Rebecca still has a slight Australia accent, though it is pretty well hidden unless she is angry.

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{"You know the funny thing about other people? Sometimes they like you, and that's great. Sometimes you say one thing wrong and they hate you....and oddly that's kinda great too."}
⚜ Acquaintances || ☯ Neutral || ☮ Friends || ♫ Best Friends || ♥ Love Interest || ⚤ Boyfriend/Girlfriend || ☠ Enemies

| Caspar VanSlyke | {☯}
"Who? Oh um, I don't really know him. I've seen him around, just always been either busy or talking to someone else when I do."

Rebecca actually hasn't talked to him yet, other then maybe a friendly wave here or there. Maybe it's because he is kind of new in town? Or because she finds him just slightly intimating? Though she has thought about trying to talk to him sometime, to see if he is as intimating as he seems. If he is than at least she will know to stay away from him.

| Raini Yilmaz | {⚜}
"Yeah this one makes me nervous. I really don't like how she creeps up on you if you're not paying attention. Someone needs to put a bell on her, or something."

Rebecca doesn't really know what to think about Raini. Honestly, she makes her nervous. Probably because Rebecca doesn't think to pay attention to her surroundings when she is talking, and Raini kind of blends in. Though she could be wrong to be nervous around her, she's never really tired talking to her.

| Dan Carver | {⚜}
"Naw, I mean the guy is pretty freaking hot. But you'd have to be blind or stupid not to see that he is a hunter."

Rebecca has only talked to him twice, both of them were at the bar he works at, and she hasn't went back since. She is scared of him, though he might not been rude to her, she just doesn't like him. She avoids him every time she gets the chance, though she tries not show it. Just cause she is scared of him doesn't mean she should make herself a target if he doesn't know she's a werewolf.

| Father Luca | {☯}
"Aren't Priests usually old guys, not young cute ones? Anyway as long as he doesn't push religion on me, I think he's alright."

Rebecca has seen him around, he seems nice and it isn't hard to find reasons to like him. However, she isn't the most religious type and so she tries not to talk religion with him, always changing the subject when it's brought up. It's her way of trying to keep from fighting with him. Her grandfather was really religious so she has some respect for him.

| Hecate Moreau | {☠}
"Ugh, yeah her I don’t like. Like could anyone be more self-obsessed? I swear, this girl just gets on my nerves."

Rebecca doesn’t like Hecate at all. She really did try to see the good in her like she does everyone, but yeah, no. She isn’t really sure if it is the way she glares at her every time they see each other, or the fact Hecate just pushes her buttons. There might be a slight bit of jealousy there too. Luckily the feelings seems to be mutual. Rebecca doesn’t care what she is, just as long as she keeps away.

| Sébastien Charbonneau | {☮}
"Séb is pretty entertaining. I like him actually, he has a great sense of humor. Plus it's nice that he can keep up when I have talked to him. Though...is it just me or does he always have something in his mouth? Hmm...maybe it's just my imagination."

Rebecca likes Séb despite the fact he is clearly a vampire. Though has long as he doesn't try to bite her or her friends, she thinks of him as a friend. She talks to him whenever she sees him, unless Hecate is around (for reasons above) and has even drank at his bar a few times. There is just something about him that causes her to relax a little bit.

| Michelle Wallace | {☮}
"Oh Michelle is great, though sometimes she really needs a chill pill."

Rebecca really likes Michelle and thinks she makes a great pack leader. Sometimes the fact they are both opinionated might make things tense at times, but isn't that normal in a pack? It is for her anyway. Though honestly a lot of times she is thrown off by how serious Michelle can be, at times like this she just wants to look at her and tell her to relax a little bit.

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Dan Carver

{"Cowards die many times before their actual deaths."}
-Julius Caesar

| Full Name |
Daniel Wyatt Carver

| Nickname |
Dan, very few people who know him have ever called him Daniel with the exception of his father and his late wife. His mother used to call him Danny but he absolutely hates it from anyone else.

| Birth Date |
1/19/1984

| Age |
32

| Gender |
Male

| Sexuality |
Hetero

| Relationship Status |
Widower

| Occupation |
Bartender

| Role |
Hunter

| Coven or Pack? |
Hunter of both

| In Depth Appearance |
Dan's 6'1 with broad shoulders and a toned muscular build. He trains daily to stay in top physical condition; as human he is already at a disadvantage hunting the supernatural so he does whatever he needs to do to improve his odds. He keeps his hair short and his facial hair well trimmed somewhere between a shadow and a light scruff. His eyes are bright blue though not as bright as they once were but he makes the effort to smile and present and friendly appearance. He has two tattoo's; the Carver family crest on his left shoulder, and a skull with a wolf head on top of it to commemorate his first kill on his right shoulder. 
 
 His clothing choices are almost always casual, hunting boots or sneakers, usually jeans, t-shirts, hoodies and maybe a jacket if it's really cold. His clothes fit loosely enough that they don't constrict movement but not to the point where they look baggy. Dan hates wearing suits or a tie, unless there's a funeral, wedding, or something of that nature he won't be dressing up. He wears silver Celtic cross given to him by his mother and a plain gold wedding band. 

He keeps several weapons on him including brass knuckles made silver with crosses etched over each knuckle, a small silver tipped boot knife when wearing boots, a  wooden stake, a few silver tipped throwing knives hidden in a jacket, and however many vials of holy water he can hide on him without it being cumbersome. He has a conceal and carry permit but normally doesn't carry guns with him unless he's actively hunting as it draws attention and of course he has silver tipped bullets. His favorite weapon is a recurve bow, used for both hunting animals and monsters. He has a few wooden arrows for vampire specific hunting but mostly carbons with silver tips and of course regular arrows for animal hunting. 

| Habits | Oddities | Quirks |
He has a few nervous habits like pacing, knuckle cracking and general fidgeting. 
He thinks gum chewing is gross, and hates when people chew with there mouth open or talk while chewing. 
Has been known to over exaggerate his hunting stories which he loves telling.

| Hobbies |
He spends a lot of his free time training and finds archery and boxing to be his favorite activities to help him unwind. He also enjoys swimming and watching cooking shows. When he's not working he likes to hang out at the bar, drink, play pool or darts, and maybe make a wager here and there.

| Likes |
Hunting, not just vampires and werewolves but deer and such as well other outdoor activities.
Cooking, his mom was a chef and he does alright in a kitchen, nothing fancy but he enjoys the memories it evokes.
Games of skill or chance especially in a bar or casino, he likes the risk and excitement of it.
Live music, while he can listen to almost anything he prefers punk, hard rock, and heavy metal, something with real energy in it.
Action and Horror movies.

| Dislikes |
Vampires, even more so than werewolves, he sees vampires as pure evil while werewolves are more like rabid dogs who need put down. 
Flying, it's not natural and he hates being stuck in a confined space like that.  
People who are selfish or cowardly 
Situations in which he has no control 
People who complain a lot.

| Fears |
Having already lost what mattered most to him Dan has no real fear of his own death but fears that through his own mistake or inaction he could cause the death or even harm to another. His biggest fear is being bitten or turned by one of the monsters he hunts, to become a monster himself would be a fate worse than death.

| Personality Traits |
Brave, impulsive, protective, hot tempered, loyal, dedicated, unforgiving, self-sacrificing, and distant.

| Personality |
Dan is not the easiest person to get to know, while he's friendly he tends to steer conversation away from himself. He likes people, likes to get to know new people but unless they're fellow hunters he doesn't really let new people into his life. He feels it's safer for normal people that way, he doesn't want to bring the dangers of his life into their lives and still feels a large amount of guilt over the death of his wife. He tries not to dwell on pain and guilt though, Dan has become very good at compartmentalizing his emotions and not dealing with them. He keeps himself busy with hunting and training in order to avoid remembering what he's lost. Most of them time he just feels numb and to make himself feel more alive he searches for risks and danger; anything to get a rush of adrenalin. Sometimes it's picking a fight, sometimes it's hunting something dangerous and sometimes it's just gambling with money or possessions. 

Despite his predilection for danger he is a good hunter. He respects and obeys his leader, he'll speak up if he disagrees with a decision but unless he has an ethical reason not to he will follow orders. He is very loyal to any hunting party he is apart of and is protective of his fellow hunters and of other humans. He rarely has a second thought about rushing into danger especially if it is to help another. The work they do is important, and while he didn't always put hunting first he does now. Dan is impulsive, he listens to his gut and his heart over his head and while he isn't always right his intentions are almost always good. He can be hot headed, especially in a fight and he's doesn't easily forgive those who betray his trust. 

| Place of Origin |
Alaska

| History |
Dan was born into hunting, his father and mother both had been hunters and while they gave him a normal childhood they encouraged him to take up activities like boxing, archery, and martial arts. His mother worked as a chef and his father would frequently be on long business trips but as a child he was never sure what exactly his father did. His mother had temporarily given up hunting to raise Dan  but his father would travel to take part in hunts hoping to keep the violence of it away from his family. They lived a fairly simple life, his parents didn't have much but Dan always had what he needed. Their backyard was basically a forest and he was almost always outside exploring it. His father started teaching him to hunt animals at ten and had a natural talent for archery. He always looked forward to the family camping trips they would take and hunting with his dad. 

He was thirteen when his family was attacked by wolf during a camping trip. His mother died protecting him from that wolf before his father killed the beast. It was that night that his father explained to him about the existence of vampires and werewolves. The beast that had attacked them was werewolf, a member of a pack his father had hunted who had come looking for revenge. After the death of his mother he and his father moved around a lot. Dan was trained to be hunter and he spent all his spare time training and learning. He did well enough in school to get by, but it was his hunter training that he truly focused on. At eighteen his dad started taking him on hunting trips and Dan made his first kill, a werewolf, shortly afterwards. His father was proud of the hunter he was becoming and of how dedicated a hunter his son was. 

Eventually he and his dad grouped up with some other hunters and spent some time in Texas going after a large werewolf pack. It was there that Dan met a woman, Jenny, and he was infatuated with her from the beginning. He kept hunting with his dad and their usual hunting party for a year as they dated but things began to get serious and he fell in love. Although he struggled with the decision, Dan gave up hunting the day he decided to propose, he didn't want what happened to his mother to happen to his wife to be. His father was furious, hunting was the family legacy and his father always believed hunting should come first, that it was their duty. He and his father had a huge fight and they didn't speak for months. His father didn't even show up to the wedding and a few weeks later a fellow hunter called to tell him his father had been killed raiding a vampire nest. Losing his father was difficult but his wife helped him get through it. Although he had given up hunting he still trained like a hunter, always expecting something to come after him or Jenny and eventually it did. 

He was working a late shift one night when he got the call, Jenny's body had been found in a park, exsanguinated. He was informed that the baby hadn't survived either, they hadn't known about the pregnancy and he tries not to think about it as one loss was hard enough. The news broke him, he had lost everything that mattered by trying to protect them from hunter life. He quit his job and spent months drinking, grieving and tracking down the vampire that had killed his wife. When he did find the vampire he killed it in the slowest and cruelest way he could after finding out why it had come after him and his wife. Turns out the vampire didn't even know who he was, Jenny had been a random choice and the vampire had simply been hungry that night. After that he found a new hunting party and became an even more dedicated hunter than before, it became what he lived for. He hunts to keep the violence and tragedy away from others, those who know nothing about the monsters out there. He takes solace in his kills, every monster he puts down is a monster that will never destroy another life. 

| Extra |
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Luca Petulengro

{" Who is going to harm you if you are eager to do good? But even if you should suffer for what is right, you are blessed. “Do not fear their threats; do not be frightened"}
-1 Peter 3:13-14

| Full Name |
Luca Ansell Petulengro

| Nickname |
Father Luca. Because it's his title. He still inwardly cringes a little at being called "Father", because most of his clergy are at least twice his age. But given that he's now a full fledged priest, it kind of comes with the territory.

| Birth Date |
October 12, 1989

| Age |
27

| Gender |
Male

| Sexuality |
Asexual

| Relationship Status |
Unmarried, celibate

| Occupation |
Priest at a small, local church

| Role |
He's not really a hunter, but he sort of helps their cause.

| In Depth Appearance |
Luca is a very average man. He stands at 5'9" with dark brown hair, light tan skin, and brown eyes. He is of Romani and European decent, being a mix between the two. His clothes are very humble and modest, consisting of dress pants or jeans on days of the week and collared or button up shirts. On Sunday and Wednesday, he dons the iconic priests' robes to preach. He wears the same pair of brown leather shoes just about every day, except on Sunday when he swaps them for his black ones.

His hair is often a bit messy, refusing to be tamed by a comb. He has a little facial hair, which is usually kept neatly trimmed. Luca doesn't have any piercings or tattoos, but his back and arms are marred with scars from beatings he took in his childhood. Because of this, he often wears long sleeves.

| Habits | Oddities | Quirks |
Due to traumatic experiences in his past, he doesn't like to be touched without his permission. If someone surprises him with a hug, he stiffens up and is clearly uncomfortable. It's something he's been working on, but it's more or less become a natural reflex.

He hums to help himself concentrate. Oftentimes he can be heard sitting at his desk, writing his next sermon, humming old church songs or even a song he heard on the radio. 

Luca is a pacifist. It's not so much something he vowed to do, but something that just comes naturally to him. He doesn't like to fight or hurt others, even in self defense. He would much rather try to talk things out, or just run if things get too hairy.

Luca is multilingual. His travels across Europe as a boy taught him to speak bits and pieces of several languages. He speaks fluent German and Romanian. He knew a little English before he was brought to America, but as a whole, he didn't begin speaking it until he was 18. Because of this, he has an accent. However, most people can't really place it.

| Hobbies |
Luca enjoys gardening. He has plants all over his office, and has made a masterpiece of the church's courtyard. He likes flowering plants the most, but also grows fruits and vegetables in the back of the church.

Reading is another hobby of his. He often frequents to local used book store to buy a cup of coffee and sit for hours on end.

| Likes |
The sound of rain
Hiking
Homecooked meals
Curling up to read a good book
Meeting new people and helping others
Sweater weather
Animals

| Dislikes |
Crowds
Yelling; having to yell or being yelled at, or just hearing other people yell
Sexual advances towards him; it makes him very uncomfortable 
Hot, muggy weather
Seeing dogs chained up in yards, or people mistreating their pets in general
People being discriminated against based on race, sex, sexuality, ect. He is very anti-hate.

| Fears |
Luca's childhood was riddled with things to be afraid of. While he tries to follow the Bible's preaching of bravery, it gets difficult after a bad dream or seeing something that reminds him of his fears. He is very much afraid of being found by his past abusers, even though it's highly unlikely. He fears being taken advantage of, or being discriminated against. Most of all, he fears the dirty, gritty details of his past getting out, and having to endure people's pity and gossip.

| Personality Traits |
+Luca is endlessly generous
+Humble
+Gentle

-Meek 
-He has trouble forgiving others at times, which is a pretty big deal given his occupation
-He has a tendency to get a little preachy sometimes, which wouldn't seem like a bad thing, but when other people don't want to hear it, it can get aggravating pretty quick.
-He's a bit of a bleeding heart.

| Personality |
Luca is a gentle man. He loves people. His passion for helping others and his need to share the light of God often combine. He can be found working at homeless shelters on Saturdays, passing out soup and kind words. He lives at his church, along with anyone else who needs a place to stay.

His personality is humble and kind. He can be taken at face value, hiding no secret agendas or lies. Luca is very much the man he appears to be. He couldn't tell a lie if he wanted to.

On the subject of supernaturals, Luca is torn. On one hand, he believes that they can be dangerous. They obviously aren't holy creatures. But on the other hand, they are capable of good. He doesn't approve of hunters killing them, but he understands to need to protect the townspeople. However, if a vampire came to him in earnest and asked for sanctuary, Luca probably wouldn't be able to say no.

| Place of Origin |
Suceava, Romania is where he was born, but his family were nomads. He never really had a place that he'd say he was "from".

| History |

Luca came from a hard beginning. His family was a group of oldschool Romani that traveled the European countrysides. When they came into town to sell and buy, they were often met with discrimination and hate. Most places put up with them until they left, but it was when they reached a small town in Germany that their band was met with brutal forces. The mayor of the town called the police on them, having them arrested and shipped from the country.

Some of Luca's family fled, and some were captured and removed. But in the chaos, Luca was separated from them. At the tender age of 9, the boy was left to fend for himself. He quickly left the town that had attacked his family, afraid that they may hurt or even kill him. Luca wandered until he found a new, larger city to settle in. There, he lived on the streets until he was 13. A farmer approached him, offering him work in return for food and shelter. He had no intent of paying Luca, making the transaction completely illegal and slavery by definition. But Luca was desperate, so he agreed.

Luca worked long days on the farm, doing anything asked of him until his body and muscles hurt. He lived in the barn and ate whatever leftovers were brought to him. Although he was no longer freezing to death or starving, he was still miserable. The farmhands took to mocking and tormenting him, calling him a dirty gypsy while he did their work. If Luca ever tried to defend himself, he was typically beaten up until he learned to keep his mouth shut.

It was during this harsh time in his life that Luca reflected on his mother's teachings of God. Before, he had never given it much thought. But laying in the straw that was his bed, hurting from both work and wounds, faith made it possible to pull through. He snuck off of the farm one day to visit a bookstore in town. He had scraped together just enough money laying around to buy a Bible. He would hide it under the hay in the barn loft and only read it by moonlight at night. It was difficult, as he was practically illiterate, but over the years, it got easier. 

Reading the Bible helped him endure years of physical, emotional, and even sexual abuse at the hands of his 'employers'. He was 18 when a couple of Christian missionaries happened to come to the farm to buy fresh produce. They saw the boy in such poor living conditions. After pulling him aside to speak with him, hearing his story, they couldn't leave him there. By this point, Luca had become so accustom to his loss of freedom that when the farmer refused to relinquish him to the missionaries, he didn't even fight it. It didn't occur to him that he didn't actually belong to the man and his awful farmhands.

The missionaries went to the law. Police came to the farm and demanded that Luca be set free, eventually arresting the farmer for unlawful imprisonment and several workers for their treatment of the boy. The missionaries convinced Luca to come back to America with them, where he wouldn't face such cruelty and discrimination. They brought him to the church, where he learned to speak English and live like a civilized person. It took him a while to come out of his shell, but with gentle coaxing, Luca came to regard the clergy as his family.

With the oldest priest's help, Luca studied to become a priest himself. It took several years of hard work, as Luca was so behind on his schooling. But he was very passionate about it. He put a lot of hard work into helping those who lived on the streets, like he once had. He was the driving factor in getting the church's new homeless ministry off the ground. His kindness and drive made him very well accepted among the clergy.

Once he finally became a full fledged priest, he work alongside his elder. Father Walter was a little strange sometimes; he would often disappear for a few days before coming back with strange bruises and cuts. He never told Luca where he went or what he was up to, and Luca never pressed. Then, one day, Father Walter never returned. He was later found dead of mysterious causes. His neck had been broken, and two small puncture wounds were found on his throat. The investigation is still open.

Luca barely had time to mourn before he had to step up. He was now the only priest at the church, and he still had so much to learn. While clearing out Father Walter's old office, Luca happened upon a journal with his name written across the front. Unable to deny his curiosity, Luca opened it up.

"Dear Luca,

If you have found this, then it must mean I am gone. I can only hope that I was able to teach you enough before I left my Earthly body. I know you are still young, and you haven't had an easy life, but I believe you were brought to us for a specific reason. I planned to one day teach you about the strange things in this world, but I wanted to give you a chance to find yourself first. 

However, if you have found this journal, then it means that I have died before I got that chance. You must read through this book to learn what you must do, as it is now your duty to take my place. Our small town of Bellingstone is in grave danger..."

Luca's Relationship Chart

Caspar Jones VanSlyke: He seems okay. Luca can tell that he likes other people. but doesn't care too much for vampires or werewolves. Now that's a given, considering the man's occupation, but Luca still wishes he would give the individuals a chance before ending their lives. Other than that, Luca seems like he would get along with him pretty well. (Positive)

Raini Ren Yilmaz: Raini comes across as something of a den mother to the other hunters, and Luca can appreciate that. Being a priest, he gets to listen to other peoples' problems all day long, and no one ever wants to listen to his. But he feels as though he could just sit down and vent to Raini without having to worry about his reputation. (Positive)

Rebecca Rosalynn Ackermann: She's such a nice woman. Luca has been to her restaurant once or twice, usually to meet someone, and has seen her in the back. Other than that, he just knows her from around town. She's always come across as kind, if not a little argumentative. (Positive)

Daniel Wyatt Carver: He seems like a nice men. Luca has only met him once or twice, seeing as he doesn't visit the bar very often, but he was pretty easy to talk to. He got a little distant when Luca asked if he had a family or wife. He'd been quick to change the subject, and Luca didn't pry. But still, he seemed pretty easy to get along with. (Positive)

Hecate Louisa Moreau: She's a nice woman, but she always seems so nervous, particularly around Luca. He can't help but notice how her eyes seem to linger on his cross necklace. He's always tried to come across to her as friendly and not...whatever she must think he is. He feels bad, thinking that him being a priest must intimidate her. Maybe he should invite her to the church one Sunday and see if he can at least give her a good impression. (Positive) 

Sébastien André Charbonneau: He seems to avoid Luca, so he's never really gotten a chance to know the man. But he seems to be nice enough to other people, if not a little shifty. Luca knows better than to judge people from the outside, but he can't help but feel the weird vibe he gets from the man. Maybe they'll get to talk someday and Luca will find that he's a perfectly nice, normal person. (Neutral)

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Hecate Moreau

{"Don’t pretend, I think you know I’m damn precious.
Hell yeah, I'm the motherfucking princess."}
-Avril Lavigne

| Full Name |
Hecate Louisa Moreau

| Nickname |
Hecate is pronounced Heh-cah-tee
'Hec'- she doesn't particularly like this nickname, but her fellow coven members often use it anyway. 
'Moreau'- referring to her pure vampire bloodline, she is somewhat proud of this name.

| Birth Date |
16th May, 1990.

| Age |
Real age; 26 years old
Appeared age; 20 years old

| Gender |
Female

| Sexuality |
Bisexual

| Relationship Status |
Claims to be single, yet has a lot of 'ties'

| Occupation |
Part-time model. Not hugely successful due to her caution of people becoming suspicious.

| Role |
Coven member

| Coven or Pack? |
Coven

| In Depth Appearance |
Hecate is an enchanting beauty. Standing at 5'7", she is of average height with a light, graceful figure. Her hair reaches around to her mid-back area in blonde curls. Her eyes, being grey-blue, are sharp and almost always moving, as if she is analysing everything. Her mouth tilts slightly to the right in a seemingly permanent smirk, and all together her features are very sharp and elf-like. Her clothing style is often consisting of monochrome colours of white, grey and black, and they usually flaunt her figure and attract the eye. 

| Habits | Oddities | Quirks |
- Speaks in fluent French while aggrevated.
- Nervous hands. She is almost always playing with something in her hands.
- Hecate has a habit of running her hands through her hair. 
- Her hair changes colour.

| Hobbies |
- Modelling. Although she has been put off of it, Hecate will most likely always be interested in the modelling industry. 
- Writing in a diary. Something she picked up while living in France, she writes a diary. Mo's of it is in French, so good luck reading it.

| Likes |
- The smell of rain
- Human blood
- French music, primarily singing
- Magasines
- Fashion
- Attention

| Dislikes |
- Being ignored
- Sunshine
- Hunters
- Her fangs
- Her accent, especially when people don't understand her

| Fears |
- Hecate has a distinct fear of never being able to start a family. Although vampire families are not uncommon, she has always wanted to have a loving husband (or wife) and beautiful children. The possibility of this not happening scares her to death.
- She is also very much afraid of being hated. Her harsh walls may say otherwise, but deep down she longs for a close-knit family once more.

| Personality Traits |
Cold | Dismissive | Insecure | Soft-hearted

| Personality |
Hecate can be described as being narcissistic and self-centered, yet warm-hearted and loving. She enjoys the effect she has on people who become easily stunned by her beauty and women who become jealous of her; however, because of this, she is not happy when someone else appears to be more attractive than her or receives more attention than her. It is her cold demeanour that causes most people to detach themselves from her. She is never far from a sarcastic comment, or an icy glare to those she dislikes or doesn't know. She uses her intelligence to scope people out, find their weaknesses for possible exploitation and to make an ultimate decision of whether to trust them or not. 

Yet, underneath this feigned superiority she is very much insecure. Hecate is, although it may not be clear, particularly self-conscious when it comes to her flaws and what she truly is. She is not as independent as she may appear, so a new relationship of any sorts would be secretly welcomed by her. Once her trust is earned after a lot of perseverance, her loyalty and fierce protectiveness is to be matched by that of a lion. She is revealed to have a sort of dry humour, and many people would say she has no filter. 

Hecate makes sure to take all emotions away from when she is feeding, she switches off her humanity as a last resort if things get tough. The only downside to this is that it's very difficult to get her to switch it back on again, which could lead to fatal consequences. Because of this, she does treasure her humanity and tries to let people in more, yet very often fails. 
 
| Place of Origin |
Toulouse, France

| History |
Hecate was born and partly raised in the French town of Toulouse. She came from a long line of vampires, and her bloodline was a well-respected one, to say the least. She was an only child to her mother and father, and had a childhood of getting whatever she wanted. Despite being somewhat spoilt, her upbringing was strict when it came to feeding. She was to be clean and precise about it, never letting her hunger get the better of her. 

Ever since she was given her first magazine, she longed to be a model. But, of course, her parents would never allow it. At the age of sixteen, she would skip school and attend castings, getting the odd job here and there. It was when her fame began to climb that people grew suspicious and, with Toulouse being a very localised town, her family started to become feared throughout the area. And, at eighteen years old, Hecate was forced to move out to find somewhere else to live. It was a hard choice on her parent's behalf, as they loved their daughter dearly, but it was about time that she left anyway. 

Hecate stumbled across Bellingstone by accident, having been travelling for roughly a year. She used all the charm she could muster to settle a home for herself here, and managed to find a place in the coven. After seven years of living there, she now has acquired much respect throughout the coven and the town, and almost everyone knows her name. 

| Extra |
- Hecate speaks in a distinct French accent, but otherwise is fluent in English.

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Séb Charbonneau

{"Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?"}
-John Keats

| Full Name |
Sébastien André Charbonneau

| Nickname |
Séb. English and American tongues tend to pronounce it "Sehb," without the accent. It's a simple shortening of his name, and Sébastien prefers it over his full forename for both its brevity and informality - he feels that "Sébastien" makes him sound haughty and stuck up.

| Birth Date |
October 15th, 1989

| Age |
Sébastien has the appearance of a 24 year old male, although being only 26 years old in truth it makes little matter.

| Gender |
Male.

| Sexuality |
Sébastien identifies as what might be called 'heteroflexible'. He is heteroromantic with bisexual tendencies, preferring women as relationship partners, but not averse to the odd one-night fling with one, or two, other males.

| Relationship Status |
Romantically unattached, and he prefers it that way.

| Occupation |
Sébastien has been something of a drifter, and what little work he does tends to take place behind a bar - they're easy jobs to come by. He hasn't stayed in one place long for kind of a while, though, and most of the time he leaves the till a little lighter than he found it. He is currently working at a semi-busy bar in the town.

| Role |
Coven member

| Coven or Pack? |
Coven

| In Depth Appearance |
Séb's hair and eyes are both strikingly dark against his pale skin. Most of the time, the whites of his eyes are shot with dull red. At its longest, his naturally straight hair brushes his jawline, although he tends to keep it reasonably well trimmed and pushed back away from his face. Séb has a generally attractive and symmetrical face, excepting a small scar, on his lower lip, just right of centre. It's hard to see against his pale skin, unless his lips are pursed or he's laughing. He doesn't remember how he got it.
Standing at just about 6' with a medium, bordering on athletic frame, Séb is a forgettably average size and he blends into the background fairly easily. Prefering to avoid attention, he tends to wear plain, though dark, clothing; he's most often found in dark straight jeans with a dark neutral or black T-shirt, underneath a black Harrington or leather bomber jacket. He doesn't wear designer labels. Occasionally this uniform might be accented with a flannel shirt if the weather's cold enough, but more often than not Séb enjoys the cold.
Although Séb's not really a fan of wearing jewellery - he just can't be bothered - he does have two cartilage piercings in his left ear: one silver stud in his tragus and a silver ring on the outer rim of his ear. They tend to act as distinguishing features, often pointed out by strangers in the absence of much else remarkable about Séb's appearance. Séb acquired both of these piercings during the end of a rebellious phase at the age of nineteen and keeps them out of nostalgia.

| Habits | Oddities | Quirks |
Immortality gave Séb an excuse to take up smoking. He enjoys the cold air, the taste, the kind of people you strike up conversation with smoking outside of bars and clubs. Although others might see it as a dirty habit, Séb sees it as less of an addiction and more something he just really likes doing. He rolls his own cigarettes, and does so compulsively when uneasy. When he doesn't have tobacco to hand, his second nervous habit is lip biting; faced with a decision he doesn't want to make, or a tense situation, he chews his lip while his mind turns a hundred miles an hour. Often, when his his mouth isn't occupied by smoking or feeding, he'll chew gum. In fact, it would be fair to say that Sébastien Charbonneau has some sort of oral fixation. Séb is also a bit of a control freak and doesn't like being in cars driven by other people, when he could be in his own car, driving himself. He would rather offer someone a ride than take one. Being something of a loner, most people don't know this about Séb, but he can't fall asleep without the window open.

| Hobbies |
Séb loves to drive. He loves dark, solitary journeys, with the sparse headlights of other cars lighting up the interior of his own in ghostly monochrome, late night radio buzzing and cigarette smoke whipping from the open driver's side window. Often driving with no particular destination in mind, it's become a comforting, clarifying passtime for him. He also hikes and forages, having slowly built an understanding of both the practical and poisonous flora of Pennsylvania. His keen eyesight allows him to keep up this hobby even though he can't do it in the daylight hours. He often takes advantage of the opportunity during these trips to hunt, usually for animals.. Recent hostilities between werewolf and vampire groups have curbed his enthusiasm for hiking around the town and surrounding areas, however.

| Likes |
Being alone. It's not that Séb's 'antisocial' - he just sees himself as being on his own journey through life. He tends to be independant in most of his activities.
Card games. He tends to carry a pack of cards, either in his car or on his person. When he does choose to be social, there's little he prefers more than a game of poker or cheat with good company.
Smoking.
Attractive company, be it male, female, or outside of the binary.
Nature, particularly under a bright, full moon when plants and prey are more easily seen.
The open highway.
Night time and the cold.
Being a vampire. Even though Séb didn't choose this life, and he struggled to come to terms with what he was at first, he embraces vampirism.

| Dislikes |
Heat and stuffy rooms are suffocating to Séb. Likewise, he doesn't like to be in brightly lit areas, especially when they're filled with people. It makes him feel exposed and vulnerable. This isn't just a 'creature of the night' quirk, but is definitely exacerbated by the vampirism.
Whatever the opposite of a sweet tooth is, that's what Séb has. He hates soda, ice cream, chocolate, anything sickly-sweet.
Uninteresting people, suburbanites, yuppies.
Shopping centres. See above, RE: brightly lit areas filled with people.
Wearing socks in bed.
Being in the passenger seat.
Religion.

| Fears |
Séb's greatest fear is losing his freedom. Just the thought of being under anyone else's control fills him with fear and anger. The ability to make his own choices, even if they're the wrong ones, is more important to him than anything in his life and he is secretly terrified of that ability being stolen from him. One aspect of this is a fear of being recognised by anyone from his past - the reason he has been drifting for the last couple of years, and the reason he prefers to stay unremarkable. He fears attachment and commitment because he believes that it will infringe on his freedom and his ability to disappear at a moment's notice should things go wrong. Séb also fears the open ocean and what waits beneath the surface - as a child he was fascinated by stories of monsters lurking in the deepest reaches, but has internalised one too many as an adult.

| Personality Traits |
Playful
Independant, solitary
Pensive to the point of broodiness
Quick to anger when he feels out of control. Could sometimes be described as a control freak.
Fidgety
Charming and humorous
Curious, adventurous
Flighty
Séb often toes the line between good and bad. Every now and again he likes to indulge his darker side, and he has few moral reservations about killing humans, although he does so extremely sparingly because he knows that making it a habit will get him into trouble, and get him there quickly.

| Personality |

On the surface, Séb is easy to get along with. He doesn't get into arguments with strangers, and is more than happy striking up conversation with new faces. He can even be quite charming at times, especially when he wants something, and even more so now that he is learning to control his powers of manipulation. He is quick to smile and laugh and has a good sense of humour. For these reasons, he makes for a pretty good bartender. He's also reasonably intelligent - not MENSA level, by any means, but not dull either. Had he chosen to, he could have done reasonably well in university. On a deeper level, he doesn't maintain many friendships. Since becoming a vampire he hasn't really had the opportunity, being wary of prolonged human contact and knowing that attachment to humans is a bad idea when you're a vampire, and a young one at that. It is only since he arrived in Bellingstone and came into contact with other vampires that he has been able to relax his guard a little and make some more meaningful connections. At any rate, he prefers to spend his free time alone, on the open road or in the hills, hiking, foraging and hunting. 

Séb tends to find that the noise inside his head gets too loud to bare unless he can get away from people now and again and he finds the quiet, cold darkness of night extremely calming and clarifying. He has a tendancy to disappear for a night or two when regular life gets a bit overbearing for him, and especially when he feels out of control. Séb likes to call the shots in his own life. It is extremely important to Séb that he is the master of his own destiny, and this works its way into the smaller things - like the way he prefers to be in the driver's seat, to live in his own place, to stay romantically unattached. When his darker side comes out to play, it's reflected in his delight at manipulating his prey - he likes to play with his food before he eats it, letting his victim know that he is in complete control. And Séb definitely has a darker side. A young vampire, he doesn't see why he shouldn't enjoy this lifestyle, as long as he doesn't lapse for long enough to rouse the suspicion of the locals. He will usually travel out of town when the urge to indulge his more sadistic tendencies rears its head. Blood slaves are OK, but blood justs tastes that much mre savoury to him when it's saturated with fear. Although taking human victims doesn't hurt his conscience too much, he doesn't exactly see himself as an inherently bad or evil creature; just as any animal following its baser instincts.

| Place of Origin |
Nanterre, Paris

| History |
Sébastien Sauveterre was born in Paris in October 1989. He was the oldest of three children, with a younger brother and even younger sister. His parents were happily married and owned their four-bedroom home in Nanterre, and Séb and his siblings wanted for little except the latest extravagent toy or games console, for which they'd have to wait until Christmas or some other special occasion. Séb's comfortable, secular upbringing yielded a beautifully average teenager - his only real acts of rebellion were the two piercings in his left ear and one ill-fated attempt to dye his hair block red, which resulted in a buzz cut for the teen. Never outstandingly popular, Séb wasn't particularly bookish either, and had a decent handful of friends and reasonable grades at the end of high school. Sébs life was by all accounts totally average, until, the May after his 24th birthday, he met Céleste.

Céleste was not average. Her hair fell around her shoulders in silvery blonde ringlets, her eyes were turquoise framed by feathery dark eyelashes, and her skin was caramel that glowed where the light touched it. Looking back, Séb had known that his average life had ended the moment she had asked him what he was drinking, early that Friday evening while he waited for his friends at their regular bar. The rest of that summer seemed to disappear in a bright blur of heady drunken nights, music, and Céleste. As he slipped deeper under her spell, Séb began to lose days, sometimes whole weeks, coming round to find dozens of anxious calls and texts from his friends and parents, worried that something terrible had happened to him. He'd frequently find himself in rooms he didn't recognise, sometimes even in cities he never realised he'd gone to. Séb didn't know what was happening to him, but he didn't care, as long as there was Céleste. He loved her. No, he craved her - what was it? Her presence? Her attention, her touch? In actuality, it was none of those things. Céleste had created Séb's addiction to her with vampire's blood and hypnotism. Of course, having no idea that Céleste was a powerful and recklessly debauched vampire, Séb didn't have a clue; his secular upbringing had driven it into him that there were no such thing as vampires, demons, witches or the devil.

She was there every day. Séb had quickly become Céleste's favourite toy. His need for her, his devotion to her, meant that she could take anything from him she wanted, and she did. But, just a few months later, and as suddenly as she had decided she liked him, she changed her mind. She tired of his needy-puppy act; she had drained him of all will and challenge. Since he bored her, she drained him of his blood as well. Late July of that year, one heady evening, before the sun had even set, Céleste killed him. Having so willingly become her thrall, there was an obvious expectation that he would join her slowly expanding coven, but as his strength returned to him so did his senses. Knowing she would come after for him unless he ran, he fled Europe, using up what little cash he had, and left his whole life behind him. A missing persons report was filed by his distraught parents, but factoring in his recent behaviour, and just how much the Parisien police already had on their plate with the rash of disappearances and mysterious murders that had struck the capital of late, little effort was put in to find him. 

He changed his name from Sauveterre to Charbonneau and drifted from small town to small town, working his way from Maine down the west coast to Pennsylvania over the course of a year. Séb usually only stayed in one place long enough to feed on a couple of humans, or livestock when he didn't want to rouse suspicion, and make enough money working behind bars to move on to the next town. He worked and traveled at night and slept in the day in whatever cheap hotel permitted late check-outs. After a few months he managed to get enough money together to buy an '85 Chevrolet Caprice that he found for sale on a local driveway. In late October 2015 he arrived in the town of Bellingstone, Western Pennsylvania. When Séb realised that he wasn't the only vampire in town, he hastily presented himself to the coven; though the time he'd spent alone had fostered an independant streak in him, he still craved familiarity and acceptance. Being a young vampire he feared human companionship, knowing how thin his will could be and the damage he would inevitably cause. They began to teach him how to control his urges, how to use the abilities given to him by his vampirism, how he could begin to live an almost-normal life even as a vampire. Although he remains quite a solitary person, often on the periphery of the coven rather than at its heart, he is beginning to view the coven as his family and feels that he has a duty to them for accepting him and teaching him. He was not responsible for the disappearances that occurred in 2016.

| Extra |
Personal Song: Prince, by Deftones
Séb's '85 Chevrolet Caprice:

Sébastien Charbonneau

{"Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?"}
⚜ Acquaintances || ☯ Neutral || ☮ Friends || ♫ Best Friends || ♥ Love Interest || ⚤ Boyfriend/Girlfriend || ☠ Enemies

| Caspar Van Slyke | {⚜ / ☠}

"Why is it that every time I come across that man he's got his eye on me? Somehow I doubt it's because he thinks I'm pretty. That cross...but maybe I'm reading too deeply into it. Just...I wish he would stop watching me. I might be being paranoid, but he makes me itch, and I don't like him."

Séb does not like to be noticed, whether he's actively avoiding the attention of others or not, and the few times he and Caspar have been in the same room, Séb has sensed the hunter's gaze on him. They've even locked eyes once or twice. Although he's not quick to suspect that Caspar is a hunter, he's happy to avoid him.

| Raini Yilmaz | {⚜}

"Oh, her. Yeah, she's good looking, good hair. Not from around here, I think. Pretty unremarkable style-wise, though, at first I wouldn't have paid her any attention. But.. the blood I smell on her doesn't belong to her. I guess she works at the hospital or something, but there's more to her than that. Some of the others don't seem to like her much, and I think I can guess why..."

Séb and Raini have crossed paths one or two times, and although they've never exchanged words, Séb knows who she is, even if he doesn't know the full story. He's heard her name mentioned within the coven, and doesn't really know what to make of her, but he feels an instinctive wariness towards her. He senses a hardness to her that he recognises in himself, but by all accounts there's a soft-hearted side to her too. Nonetheless, he wouldn't lose any sleep if they never crossed paths again.

| Rebecca Ackermann | {Potential ☮?}

"Becca? I like this girl. She is crazy. I don't know whether she's nervous, or drinks a lot of coffee, or if that's just who she is, but every time I run into her I'm blown away by her energy. I'm pretty sure I've seen her talking to herself, too."

Séb and Rebecca have spoken a few times. He's pretty sure she's a werewolf, but he likes her anyway. He hopes it won't stop them from being friends, but things are weird since those kids killed that family...hmm. Even if they can't be friends, he looks forward to running into her. He finds her very entertaining and even quite sweet.

| Dan Carver | {☠}

"This guy.. no way, man. You'd think a couple of bartenders would have at least something in common. But no, this guy.. I can feel the hate just rolling off him. Thought it was the gum at first but there's got to be more to it than that. I'm just glad we don't work together; I'll be glad to stay as far away from him as possible."

The first thing Séb noticed about Dan Carver was his size. The second was the cross he wore. Séb is nearly totally certain that Dan is a hunter, and a vampire killer foremost. He's bought a drink at Dan's bar exactly one time. He didn't go back for another. Séb has that kind of dislike for Dan that you only have when you know someone's dangerous - a mix of anger, venom and just a touch of fear. He's not certain that his natural ability would let him best Dan in a fight.

| Father Luca | {☯} 

"Surely, this man's a little young to be a Priest? He looks barely a year older than I am. And frankly, I don't get why such a young, good-looking guy would choose that kind of life for himself. Well, he's never stepped on my toes. I doubt he could hurt a fly. But I'm not about to go making friends with him."

Luca's lifestyle does not interest Séb for a moment, except the odd occasion when Séb has wondered exactly what would compel any man to become a Priest. Séb's highly secular upbringing has not made him fond of religion, and the whole vampire thing doesn't exactly help that cause. But Séb doesn't even know the Father's name, having only seen him once or twice, ushering his little flock of sheep into the church. He has no real reason to like or dislike Father Luca.

| Hecate Moreau | {☯ / maybe ♥}

"Hec? To look at her, you'd think she has everything a woman could want. She's beautiful, elegant, charming. She's enchanting. But...what a litte ice princess she can be, sometimes... I haven't made up my mind about her yet, but I'm pretty sure she loves herself enough for the two of us anyway."

Séb is definitely interested in Hecate Moreau. He really does find her enchanting. But he's known enchanting women in the past, and at any rate, he gets the feeling she could be bad news if he got too close, with her sometimes icy and self-centered nature. They have some things in common, and will sometimes lapse into French when they're talking, but there are so many points at which they differ; her pure-blooded lineage, her renown with the locals and her unnatural views towards feeding... It can definitely be said that Séb has conflicting feelings towards Hecate. It hasn't dawned on him that she might not be as into herself as he thinks she is.

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{"Our character is what we do when we thinking no one else is looking."}
-H. Jackson Brown, Jr.

| Full Name |
Michelle Sarah Wallace.

| Nickname |
Michelle doesn't really like having nicknames thrown her way simply because she feels like people only give them to you whenever they forget your name.

| Birth Date |
February 14, 1990.

| Age |
26.

| Gender |
Female.

| Sexuality |
Heterosexual.

| Relationship Status |
Single.

| Occupation |
Michelle works as head cashier at the local coffee shop.

| Role |
Alpha Female.

| Coven or Pack? |
Pack Wolff.

| In Depth Appearance |
Long, luscious blonde locks of hair that cascade well pass the middle of her back, a smile that one would kill for and looking into her bright blue eyes just might make you fall in love with her, Michelle's appearance is absolutely star stunning. Michelle is a little tall, standing about five foot ten and weighing about one-hundred and twenty-nine pounds. She isn't as petite as most people think but she does have a few curves though they are in the right places, for sure. Michelle has a fair, olive tint to her skin and she really doesn't hesitate to show it off. Her skin, that is.

| Habits | Oddities | Quirks |
Bites her nails when nervous or anxious
Constantly checking her makeup to make sure it’s on fleek 
Runs her fingers through her hair when worried

| Hobbies |
Knitting – But only when she’s worried or upset.
Gaming – She look like she doesn’t game but come at her, bro!
Martial Arts – She could really go one on one, hand to hand with a Hunter

| Likes |
Her pack – She adores them with all her heart
Romance novels and movies – It’s just something about them that brings a smile to her face
Watching the sunrise and sunset
Dressing up and modeling

| Dislikes |
Hunters
Some vampires
Coffee
Spicy food

| Fears |
Losing a member of her pack
Dying without honor
Not being the Alpha female anymore
Snakes and Spiders

| Personality Traits |
Fearless → Blunt → Responsible → Opinionated

| Personality |
Before Michelle was bitten, she was a very shy, timid and emotional human being. She was lost in the world and some days did not even know if she was coming or going. As a human, Michelle was a huge pushover and always tried to make people happy even if it was at her own benefit. She was very quiet, reserved and to herself but all that change the day was bitten by an Alpha Werewolf. Michelle became very fearless towards others and even spoke her mind without worrying about the consequences. She is very outspoken now and most people do not know how to take her words. She can be very serious when she wants to be though she saves that side of her until something real goes down. The one thing she always tells people is not to make her upset or angry because you will regret it or suffer your ending fate. Overall, Michelle is easy to get along with even if you are a human. She is very blunt and opinionated so if you can handle that then she'll definitely talk to you and if you're lucky, she'll even befriend you.

| Place of Origin |
New Orleans, Louisiana.

| History |
Growing up, Michelle was a pageant brat and was basically following in her mother's footsteps. Her mother prepped her up every single day for any upcoming pageant and her father was the one who always escorted them whenever they needed to go. She was eight years of age when she was a part of her very last pageant and won it, even. She was happy and gave a tearful and heartfelt farewell speech to the audience. She wanted to have a normal life and her mother understood along with her father.

As school was becoming more and more crazy by the year, she dropped out her sophomore year in high school and got a job instead. Her parents supported her decision after a while and they gave a few more responsibilities. After her first year of working, her parents past away in a fatal car crash, leaving her with no one now except an aunt and uncle that lived in New Orleans. They gave their condolences and they warned her about the crazy things that happen within the French Quarter and dared her not to be caught there after dark. Of course, that made her curious and she was standing on the corner after dark and met a guy.

After one night with the male, she woke up the next morning feeling different and could hear from miles away. She felt this insane need for power and felt much more alive than anyone else. She was slowly turning into a werewolf as she knew that when her bite mark healed, the transformation was to be completed. A little research she did awhile back. Michelle now resides in the outskirts of the Bellingstone, leading a pack of resident werewolves. She loves her new lifestyle and wouldn't change it for nothing in the world.

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