Werewolf academy

Name: Alexandra Malevich
Age: 19
Species: Werewolf
Abilities: Unlike most of her kind Alexandra only has one ability, she is able to see the future but only pieces of it.
History: Alexandra was young when she first realized she was a Werewolf, she lived with her Grandmother who was also a Werewolf and attended Werewolf Academy when she was young so she thought it would be best to send Alexandra there as well.
Appearance:

Personality: Quiet and reserved Alexandra doesn't work much and tends to keep to herself, share has a short temper and can be quite violent when angered so she keeps herself distant from others.
Other: Ivashkov

[justify][font=georgia][color=lavender]As the sun rose and it's warm ray filtered into the messy room through the large window a small form curled deeper under the emerald green bedding befor throwing the covers off "D*mn sunlight" a girl growled softly as a freckled covered hand ran through her thick red curls, cursing under her breath the girl or Alexandra as she's called quickly rushed to get dressed as she checked the clock hanging on her wall "Sh*t! Sh*t! Sh*t! I'm gonna be late" she seethed as she slammed her room door before rushing down the halls to her first class.

Name: "My full name is Velvet Blake Rose"
Age: "Thats rude you know but i'm 17"
Species: "Yes I'm a Werewolf"
Abilities: "My ability is able to control plants i can grow them, make them move...or die"
History: "I'd rather not talk about" (if thats okay if not i'll edit it)
looks: Human form ->

Wolf form ->

Personality:Velvet is a tad anti-social can be a little moody other than that shes very nice but i still wouldn't annoy her though...shes very outgoing and prefers to be in her wolf then her human form.
Other:Ivashkov shes also blind her pupils look clouded but you can still see her eye color (green)

Name: Sylvia Elizabeth Woods
Age:14 going on 15
Species:Werewolf hybrid
Abilities: since she's a hybrid she only has one ability really and that's controlling fire
History: her mother was a human and couldn't handle handle bearing a hybrid child and died in child birth, her father decided to look after her till she was able to go to the academy after he sent her there he disappeared
looks:

she wears the hood to hide her ears

Personality: when it comes to people picking on her because she's so quiet she can't stand up for herself but when it comes to other being pick on she's right there defending them
Other: Ivashkov

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Name: Daciana "Dachi" Vãduva
Age: 17
Species: Werewolf {turned}

Abilities: Being an unnaturally created Werewolf, Dachi's wolf-form is warped and she barely has any sort of proper control over herself. Her natural abilities seem to be spiny fur, almost quill-like, which makes it a hazard to so much as poke her. Her other ability is enhanced sight in the dark, and in wolf form her eyes are extremely sensitive to light due to this.

History: Her father was a first generation Romanian, her mother second generation Spanish living in America at the time. Dachi was bitten not long before she arrived at the academy. Confused and scared, she seems to be taking the change very badly, to the point where even her shifting is affected. She is at the academy to learn control and hopefully, to accept it.

Looks: Average looking, not really standing out. However, her wolf form is decidedly wrong looking to most. The proportions are all off, and more monstrous features are defined due to her fear of werewolves as monsters in general.

Personality: Dachi is a modest, shy and altogether passive person. She hates conflict, and might seem like a pushover to many. Underneath her timidity is a hostile ball of confusion, anger and misinformation. The stigma of werewolves as monsters was something she grew up with, and it's difficult for her to accept it any differently now. Though many are kind to her, she can't help but be slightly afraid of wolves, and this has not contributed well to her condition.

Other: Ivashkov

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ooc: awesome! Thanks. I'm gonna post now. ^^

With a groan, Dachi rolled out of bed. She was normally an early bird, but the thought of going to class had caused her to dread waking up this morning. Throwing off the covers, she stared out the window for a solid minute, the view of the school only somewhat visible from her dorm room. Eventually, the brunette summoned the strength to move, then set about getting ready.

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The sun was rising as she paced towards her first class, down the hall. Passing by so many people, it was hard to think that the majority of them were... well, not regular classmates. Dachi held her binders close to her, avoiding eye contact with anyone. She wondered briefly if class even required book binders. Who knew here? Did they even teach regular math or English? Why'd she buy all these class tools if there weren't going to be any lectures???

It was all so confusing. Dachi wasn't really paying attention where she was going anymore, her head already lost in thought on her first day.

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I don't mind, If you think it will be better that way then go for it

Alarm blaring and sun in her face that's what wokelse the 14 year old brown eyed girl up. She rolled over and slammed her hand down on her alarm, not wanting to get up she pulled her covers back over her head, after a few more minutes Sylvia got up trudged to her bathroom and got ready for the day she put on her favoritear gray dress, black hoodie and black converses, grabbed her backpack, threw her hood up and left her dorm wordering what her new school would bring her.

When Sylvia left her dorm the halls were quiet and bare but as she get into the schoolbuilding, everyone was bustling around trying to figure out were their classes were, she didn't want to make eye contact with anyone so she had her head down when she bummed into a brown haired girl with classes she looked as confused as the rest of the student here, "I'm sorry for bumping into you." Sylvia said quietly

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ooc: Is it safe to rp here until Thursday then?

Bumping into someone, Dachi nearly lost her book binders. The girl frantically fumbled with them before she managed to get a hold of herself. Adjusting her glasses, she looked up, seeing a dark haired girl wearing a hoodie. Anxiously, she immediately averted her eyes. She silently cursed herself for not being more aware.

She almost apologized but the girl in front of her did first. Nervously, Dachi collected herself enough to mumble, "It's um, fine... sorry." It was probably hard to hear over the noise of the crowd.

With that, Dachi turned on her heel, trying to figure her way out through the maze of hallways to her first class.

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Dachi headed further down the hallway, making a few turns as she attempted to navigate her way through what was turning into a labyrinthine maze of people. Throngs of students were around her. She briefly caught sight of a red-haired girl speaking to another girl holding a tape recorder. For some reason they stuck out, but Dachi couldn't explain why.

Finally finding an open classroom door, Dachi read the number above the doorframe and rushed inside. Already late and having embarrassed herself on her first day, she only hoped things would go up from here.

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