Appearance:
Lottie is tall for a woman, standing at a respectable six foot even. Most of her height comes from her long legs, giving her a willowy, slightly awkward appearance. Her body itself is slender with gentle curves and the muscle definition of a runner. Lottie favors exercise clothing for her everyday apparel since nothing else ever seems to fit her quite right.
Name: Charlotte Skinner
Nickname: Lottie (she goes by this, though several pack members have meaner nicknames for her)
Age: 22
Family:
Charlie Skinner, namesake and grandfather, 82, member of the Redthorn Pack
Ben Skinner, uncle, 55, member of the Redthorn Pack
Cathy, aunt, 54, Redthorn
Bishop, 26, Scout, 24, Michael, 23, Phillip 22, cousins, Redthorn
Alice (Skinner) Brinkley, aunt, 52, mated out of the Redthorn Pack
Carter Brinkley, uncle, 50
Thomas, 18, Gabriel, 16, cousins
Nathaniel Skinner, father, 50, member of the Redthorn pack
Barbara Skinner, mother, 51, member of the Redthorn pack
Alex, 25, the twins Kyle and Sam, 23, Curtis, 20, brothers
Jack Skinner, uncle, 45, member of the Redthorn Pack, unmated
Relationship status: Unmated (but open)
Pack: Redthorn Pack
Pack Rank: TBD
Wolf appearance:
Her most distinctive feature as a wolf are her oddly long legs, apparently having carried over from her human form. They make her one of the faster members of the pack.
Personality:
It would be extremely difficult to find a wolf more submissive than Lottie, she practically screams Omega, and that carries over to her human form. She is very warm, friendly and curious, but shy and unlikely to initiate contact unless she receives clear invitation to do so. Lottie is a truly kind and good soul, she has simply learned it is wise to not trust others too easily after years of being antagonized by the more aggressive pack members. She tends to have a calming effect on most of the pack.
Likes:
- Going for runs, either in human form or wolf. She will never turn down a good run or hike.
- Cooking. She really has a knack for it.
- Bubble baths.
- Reading.
Dislikes:
- Yelling, loud noises, etc. She has sensitive ears.
- Aggression and violence, in particular when directed at her.
- Nuts, in any form. She is deathly allergic.
- Talking in front of a group. It terrifies her.
- Bad food/smells. Lottie has a very powerful sense of smell and taste. Improperly seasoned or spoiled food will instantly trigger her gag reflex, and unpleasant odors make her queasy. Even things that wouldn't bother other wolves make her uncomfortable.
Skills:
- Lottie is one of the faster runners in the pack, which is handy when she needs to flee from bullies.
- She tends to have a calming effect on the other pack members.
- Particularly sensitive nose and tongue.
- Cooking. The pack has put her to work in the kitchen cooking communal meals with a few other pack members.
- Good listener, both literally and figuratively. She has very sensitive ears and also is more than prepared to take secrets to her grave.
History:
The Skinner family has been a fixture of the Redthorn Pack for generations. While never quite producing Alpha material, the family is known for popping out strong, healthy, male, upper-echelon betas, and has garnered a place of formidable respect within the pack. The exception to this generation-old rule, is Lottie.
Lottie was born on September 27th, the same day as her grandfather Charles, which earned her the name Charlotte as a tribute to him. As the girl grew, however, it became clear that she was nothing like the wizened patriarch, or indeed like any of the Skinner family. She was shy, submissive, and kind, and while these traits endeared her to her grandfather, they alienated her from most of her family. It also didn't help that her sensitive nose made her reluctant to spend too much time with the often unbathed mongrels she called peers. Lottie suffered through a childhood of ruthless torment at the hands of her brothers and cousins, to which her father would only comment, "It's good for you. It will toughen you up." Worse than her family were the other pack kids, who wouldn't stop even when the blood began to flow.
But then Lottie was given a gift. She went through puberty, grew far taller than anyone had anticipated, and sprouted the longest legs anyone had ever seen. Now when danger rears its ugly head, Lottie runs, and danger very rarely is able to catch up.
