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Basics

Name : Rieka simons
Age: 23 years
Gender:female
Species/Racial Origin: werewolf




Physical Description

Height: 5'6"
Weight: 125 lb

Eyes: sharp brown that turn almost black when mad amber when in werewolf form

Detailed Physical Description: She's 5'6" she's very athleticly built. She has long hair that is dyed purple that starts dark almost black and becomes almost white purple at the ends. she has a scar on her neck that snakes back to her mid back.
Typical Clothing/Equipment: black tight fitting clothing and a knife on her left arm near her shoulder.

Personality/Attributes

Personality/Attitude: impulsive short tempered
Skills/Talents: good martial artist and singer
Favourites/Likes: strong people other werewolves
Most Hated/Dislikes: weak people
Goals/Ambitions: stay alive
Strengths: really good fighter
Weaknesses: slight limp in right leg
Fears: losing track of her position
Hobbies/Interests: loves to read and write and learn martial arts

Name: Wilbur Jenkins

Age: 22 years

Gender: Male

Current Species/Racial Origin: Human

Physical Description

Eyes: Lavender blue

Weight: 144 pounds

Height: 5'10

Hair: Dark auburn red

Greetings!

Rieka knew she was different. She was half wolf in spirit at each full moon she turned into a wolf. Her name meant power of the wolf.She was the last werewolf. She knew she had to do something to staop the impending extinction. So she would. People wern't going to like it though.

As Rieka began to make arrangements for repopulating the werewolves in society, Wilbur Jenkins sat down on a bench outside of his work building, rubbing his forehead in contemplation. As a normal, unassuming man, Wilbur was a carpenter for a moderate, well paying contracting business called Artifex Herculaneum, and he often assisted the senior carpenters in making framework for buildings and rooms.

Rieka walked down the street. no one in the twon new what she really was. Most just assumed she was the avareage 22 year old journalist. She saw wilbur and instantly had a flashback.

Rieka flinched as she saw wilbur's blue eyes. "So much like my mother's" She thought. ( Flashbacks will be in first person)

Wilbur then felt someone's eyes on him, and he turned to look and see who was over his shoulder or staring at him. As he saw the beautiful woman Rieka, he blushed a little, wondering who this chick was and why she was looking at him in an almost ominous fashion. <i>Okay... that's a little creepy... I'm going to go back inside... I have those scaffolds to design, anyway.</i> Wilbur thought before standing up from the bench, preparing to walk back to his building.

Rieka walked down the street to her office. She sighed the full moon was in a week.She had to act fast and she knew it. If only she didn't have to deal with all those flashbacks she got about her mother's death. It was bad enough that her mom died worse that she died in her arms.