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Sorry it took me so long! This is her from the last thread. May add more later
☾ .:✶:. ☽ Evangeline Vermillion Warren ❝Life is a merry-go-round, you keep making the same mistakes until you find the courage to jump off.❞ PRIMORDIAL -
FULL NAME. Evangeline Vermillion Warren
➸ nicknames. Eva, Luna. Eva is a preferred name for her.
GENDER. Female
➸ pronouns. She, her
SEXUALITY. Heterosexual
AGE. 20
RANK. Beta Female
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HUMAN PHYSICAL -
APPEARANCE. Eva is a thin woman standing at 5'5” and weighing a total of 115Lbs. Her hair, naturally black, is dyed a baby blue in tribute to her mother. She is a tan, yet fair skinned woman with wide sky blue eyes and semi large pink lips. She has a somewhat hourglass figure despite being as thin as she is.
➸ build. Her build is small and lithe, thin but healthy.
➸ accessories. On her wrist is a silver watch gifted from her mother and on her left ears she has three piercings; one for her dead mother, another for her forgotten father, and the last for the unborn brother she lost.
➸ tattoos. This on her hip:
➸ markings. None really noticeable
➸ scars. She has a long one down her side and another on her thigh from a car accident last year. It goes straight through her tattoo
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WOLF PHYSICAL -
APPEARANCE. Her wolf form is a gorgeous black which will fade into a few other colors along her body. In contrast her bright blue eyes stand out. She is small and thin with long legs and a long fluffy tail.
➸ image.
➸ build. Eva is lithe and obviously made for running. Short and small, but her limbs are long and make her look taller.
➸ markings. Various markings along her body. (refer to picture)
➸ scars. Same as in her human form.
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PSYCHOLOGICAL -
PERSONALITY.
-Often quiet
-Is a big softie most of the time
-Easy to startle
-Fun-loving
-Yet also somewhat strict
-Adventurous
-Fights with her heart and soul
-Loyal
-Often zones out
-Worry-wart
-Determined
-Gentle
➸ positive traits. Quiet, Empathetic, Friendly, Honest, Idealistic, Loyal
➸ neutral traits. Observant, Kind, Patient, Reliable, Sociable, Stubborn
➸ negative traits. Self-critical, Anxious, Ignorant, Clumsy, Forgetful, Meddlesome
LIKES. Sleeping, making others smile, touching peoples hair, laughing, people letting her "stick" to them
DISLIKES. Pitty me parties, being yelled at, people acting like they're better then her, small spaces, getting confined
DREAMS. To be loved
FEARS. To be pushed away
STRONGEST SKILL. Running
WEAKEST SKILL. Fighting
PET PEEVES. Smacking when chewing food, Being under-estimated
HABITS/ADDICTIONS. Bites her lip when she's nervous
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PERSONAL -
HISTORY. As simple as being born and growing in the pack is close, but not. Eva grew up raised be her mother and her mother alone. Her father had disappeared and her mother refused to talk about him. One day, when she was fifteen, her father suddenly returned. To her surprise, her parents didn't fight, instead they left together for a couple days. When her mom returned without her father she didn't know what to expect. Months later, her mother heavily pregnant, there was a accident. Her mom fell down the stairs and, sadly, killed the baby. It was difficult for young Eva, when her mom later fell into depression. What was worse? Finding her mothers body hung from a tree killed her mentally. She herself fell into a form of depression and when she finally came out of it about two years ago, but she has been a bit off ever since.
FAMILY.
Mother: Leia Warren
Father: Edgar Warren
Brother: Vermont Warren
➸ friends. Open!
➸ enemies. Open, maybe? xD
RELATIONSHIP STATUS. Single
➸ crush. Erik
➸ boyfriend/girlfriend. N/A
➸ spouse. N/A
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PORTRAYAL -
THEME SONG(S). Scars to your Beautiful
RANDOM FACTS. Blushes over nearly anything
FACECLAIM. Unknown
OTHER. Pups of all are to be protected, even if they are not from our pack. They are the future of all wolves. Please include everyone.
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USERNAME. Lyra ;3
WHAT WE SHOULD CALL YOU. Lyra
USUAL MUSE. (1/10) Depends, probably a 7 or 8
USUAL ACTIVITY. (1/10) With school and such I would say a 7
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE.
It had been oddly comforting, his hand on her back, but she shrugged it off when he took it away. Nodding in agreement to his statement, Andria led him to her room. Once they reached the door she stopped and looked back at him before entering and using a small hand motion to shoo him.
"Go get changed, I'll meet you out here," she said kindly, offering a small, forced grin. Slowly she shut the door and eyed her bed. With a sigh, her gaze shifted toward her small bedside dresser which contained all of her clothes and personal belongings. She owned hardly anything, so it wasn't hard to shift through her stuff and find a oversized green sweatshirt and black leggings. They had to be her favorite pieces, the ones she always wore when available. Looking around she spotted her reflection. Sometimes she forgot that she was just a teenage girl. Slipping on mismatched socks, she nodded to herself and walked out. Sinking against the door of Emory and Rhys room, not realizing they were in there. Closing her eyes, she placed her hands, which were covered by her sleeves, on her cheeks.
(c)trexgirl
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My baby girl~
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SOFT WHISPERS AND THORNS —
uoyevoli.. she's accepted~
Also guys, I'll be at the lake this afternoon, so my responses won't be until this evening
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☾ Temperance Rose Lux ☽ ❝any change starts from unlearning what you already know❞ PRIMORDIAL -
FULL NAME. Temperance Rose Lux
➸ nicknames. Temper, Rose, Tempy(Don't call her this unless you want a claw to the throat)
GENDER. Female
➸ pronouns. She/Her
SEXUALITY. Bisexual
AGE. 27
RANK. Scout
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HUMAN PHYSICAL -
APPEARANCE. Tempy stands at a fair 5'8, weighing around 155 lbs. With this, she is not stick thin, displaying soft curves centered around her hips and buttocks. Long silver-blonde hair makes her skin even paler than it looks, though plays to be a beautiful accent when the sun tans her skin to a delicate sunkissed colour. Light blue-violet hues stand out with a pop of colour to the woman's complexion, giving her a more bold look overall.
➸ build. Tempy is lean and muscle-built, though her muscles aren't as prominent as to keep her looking more feminine.
➸ accessories. A fragmented wolf skull she keeps on her at all times incase she needs to shift and cover the scar on her face that becomes more grotesque and noticable in her wolf form.
➸ tattoos. Tempy has many tattoos to take draw attention away from her face, but the most notable ones are these.
The main skull of the deer covers the front part of her throat and chest while the antlers curl around the sides of her neck. She has this tattoo to represent her father, but to also draw attention away from the scar on her face.

This is a sternum/under breast tattoo

➸ markings. N/A
➸ scars. Very pale pink, almost white, claw scar along the left side of her face, which isn't too noticeable unless you get close to her or she develops a tan. Various other scars litter her body as she's a warrior, but the other most notable on is a long, jagged white scar about a foot and a half in length that runs from the center of her mid-spine, and wraps around her side to right by her belly button.
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WOLF PHYSICAL -
APPEARANCE. Contrary to her human hair, in her wolf form, Tempy has quite dark black fur, nearing midnight hues with lighter dusky tufts on her chest and elbows. Alike in her human form, she has the same pale blue-violet hues, making for beautiful colour combination. Along with her eyes, Tempy has the same burn scar on the left side of her face in her wolf form, but it shows to be much pinker in colour, raised and hairless against her black fur and just more grotesque overall.
➸ image. Wolf form
➸ build. Just as lean and muscle-built in her human form, but the muscles underneath her thick pelt are more prominent and defined. Her torso thins out slightly following the end of her ribcage, giving her a longer, lither appearance.
➸ markings. N/A
➸ scars. Various small claw scars along her body, but also that same grotesque bun scar on the left side of her face and the long scar that wraps around her chest and back.
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PSYCHOLOGICAL -
PERSONALITY. Temperance has the face of a poker player, very difficult to figure out and potentially devastating whether you decide to play and attempt to read her, or fold and keep your distance, rather letting your imagination hold the better over you instead of taking action. She could be described best as cold and calculating, taking point in the outskirts to assess situations instead of jumping in head first and potentially getting herself stuck deep in the mud. This goes for fighting as well as standard interactions or altercations with anyone, not just her pack, but those she encounters as well. Tempy, don't call her that by the way unless you want a claw to the eyes, is very distant and obviously uncomfortable around others, not really knowing how to express herself like she used to as a child. That was before she knew this faction existed, her old life and innocence being long gone with her family.
The way she carries herself could be seen as rude or blunt, but that's how Temperance has been all these years. Lacking the family atmosphere that oozed trust and love since the accident she caused, the woman doesn't see others the way she should. Distrust will be a common phase see by her; it's simple, if she doesn't know you all that well, she doesn't trust you. You could be her pack-mate or a random werewolf, but if you don't gain her trust, you better just keep out of her radar. Tempy isn't one to hide how she feels about others, but don't always take her words to heart, she really struggles to accept anyone as a friend or believe anyone could love her. She sees herself as the monster her mother proclaimed her to be, not a mystical beast with unfathomable strength and power that brings amazement to those who have never seen something so unreal.
If you manage to break through that never-ending wall of ice that surrounds her heart and innocence, you could have an amazing friend on your hands. Despite her demeanor, Temperance is loyal to her pack to the core, not hesitating to protect them with her life, deep down wanting to save those she cares for and not hurt them like she did her father. It'll take a jackhammer and undying persistence to make her feel something other than disdain and anger, but it's possible to see a genuine smile on her face if you put the effort forth.
➸ positive traits. Intelligent, Protective, Patient
➸ neutral traits. Cautious, Blunt
➸ negative traits. Distrusting, Hostile
LIKES. Tattoos
Scars
Running
Swimming
Poisons (She's has a lot of knowledge of poisonous plants/flowers from her time with Torrance)
Walks through the forest
Midnight strolls
Fire
DISLIKES. Dainty personality/mannerisms
Crying/whining
Attitudes
Foolish behavior
Flashy clothes/jewelry
Unfair fights
DREAMS. Somehow coming to acceptance with that she did to her father and know that he still loves her even in death, but also she would like to find a love of her own that shares her innerly-dauting personality.
FEARS. Her mother finding her, constant dreams of when she killed her father by accident, living a mostly solitary and lonely life despite being apart of a pack.
STRONGEST SKILL. Tracking/hiding her scent as she's needed to do this most of her life.
WEAKEST SKILL. Verbal confrontation. It may seem like an odd weakness, but Tempy shuts down when others try and confront her about anything, no matter how small or large it may be. She doesn't know how to express her emotions and struggles to find the appeal in simple or romantic relationships as well.
PET PEEVES. She hates open affections/PDA. Keep that in your bedroom please because she doesn't understand the appeal of just mating. (She's never had a love and wasn't educated on the fact that a couple can have sex or share love without the expectation of producing a child. She thinks they're all arranged and have to act all lovey dovey to seem appealing to each other as mates.)
HABITS/ADDICTIONS. Walking nude in the forest or in general at times. This was the norm throughout her life, so exposing her body isn't uncomfortable for her. Spending a lot of time in the forest alone is also another habit of hers, it being a way to separate herself from the pack and the growing relationships she thinks she'll never aquire.
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PERSONAL -
HISTORY. Born to Roan and Daisy Eden, Temperance lived in the largely rural and non-metropolitan county of Northumberland in England. Of course, her parents chose this area to raise their young daughter because it was sparsely populated and plentiful in land for Temperance to run free as she grew older and came into her ability to shift into a werewolf if she had gained the ability. See, only her father was a werewolf, Daisy being a simple human who fell for a beast. It seems cliche, but the whole forbidden relationship resulted in a hybrid daughter who they weren't sure would hold the same attributes as Roan.
Per usual to Werewolf growth rates in her family generation, at age 11, a true werewolf child would come into their ability to shift. To Roan's disappointment, this didn't happen, so the worry for Temperance's life and well-being were pushed away. Life went on and the family of three stayed in the lush, rural area of Northumberland, enjoying the solitary cottage they built from the ground up. But one fateful day on Temperance's 12th birthday, everything changed.
It was as of the timer ran out of sand, Temperance erupting in a deafening scream at 1:07 am...the exact time of her birth 12 years ago. Roan was the first to her side as she lay hunched over, bones snapping and elongating, only to tear into their new positions. Claws sprouted from dainty fingers, tufts of midnight black hair sprouting from her body, an odd sight as her usual hair color as a human was always a silvery-white blonde. This was the colour of her father's hair, as well as fur when he shifted. Something unique the two would share for the rest of their lives...or at least that's what Roan thought as he tried to guide her in her first transformation.
An unspeakable pain took her the frail Tempy, her body contorting in ways no one should have to see. Her blood felt like lava as her heart pumped the dark liquid throughout her deforming body, rapidly increasing in intensity while the change continued. It wasn't until she had fully shifted into a werewolf, her new body only slightly larger than her human one, that a guttural sound escaped her, one of savagery. In her family, once a werewolf shifted for the first time, they would be met with an instinctual urge to hunt and kill. It would settle in the years to come, but Roan had forgotten about this as he grew closer to his daughter, pride glowing in his bright blue hues. The thought of being able to show Temperance how amazing it would be to be a werewolf like him made him lose all sense of caution. That look of pride was quickly replaced with wide eyes of horror and confusion as claws met his throat and blood slipped down his neck and chest in waves of crimson.
Temperance snarled as her claws met her father's neck, pausing as reality set in, even in her werewolf form. The man who treated her like his world, spent countless years preparing her for what she may become, was now looking back at her like she had done something wrong...so wrong. Those pale violet hues that stood out against the inky black fur around her face stared at the blood on her claws, then her father. Back and forth she stared, panic rising as the primal need to expel her desire for blood left her, along with the body of a werewolf.
Left back in her dainty humanly form, Temperance held those small hands along Roan's neck, cries escaping her while the blood just seeped through her fingers in her attempt to save her father. He was gone before he could utter any last words to her, but the look in his eyes told Tempy that it was okay.
Daisy arrived to see her husband dead, her daughter huddled over his body in a heap of sobbing limbs. A hatred grew in her, uncaring hands ripping Temperance from Roan's body and throwing her against a wall. "You killed him! I knew we shouldn't have had you! It was supposed to be me and him, but you had to come in an ruin everything! Is this how you show your love and appreciation! You're a sick monster that needs to pay for you did!" That anger fueled Daisy enough to start chasing Temperance around the house, promising an end to her daughter in revenge for her accidentally killing Roan. She managed to do some damage, burning the left side of Tempy's face with burning wax from a candle when she had her pinned to the ground.
Temperance, filled with shame and deep regret for what she had done to her father, set off in the wilderness that surrounded her home, hoping a wild animal would attack and kill her for what she had done. But what found her wasn't a simple animal, it held a massive form, one that resembled a wolf...but its limbs and body were more humanoid than anything. It was another werewolf, one that turned out to be a loner as Tempy was taken into her care and learned from her. She would be known as Torrance.
Torrance became like a mother to Temperance, teaching her the werewolf life, but also learning to fight fiercely and without heart, as that would be the only way to protect herself if she was to become a loner like Torrance herself. Temperance learned from Torrance for years, only finding herself truly alone when Torrance fell ill and died at the young age of 42. Northumberland was fulled with death in Tempy's eyes, so the woman set out for a new life in a new place. A plane brought her to the Midwest United States, and the loner spent many years just traveling the most barren states until drew closer to more populated areas and came along a pack of those alike herself. Since then, she has lived with them and started out as an Omega. Slowly she gained in the ranks and has become a Scout for the pack. The scar on the left side of her face has mostly healed with her advanced healing abilities, but the raised white scar still remains true if you get close to her face or her skin tans even the slightest. Captivating tattoos litter her body to take away from the scars on her face and body, though she embraces them all except the one from her mother.
➸ father. Roan Eden
➸ mother. Daisy Eden
➸ brother{s}. N/A
➸ sister{s}. N/A
RELATIONSHIP STATUS. Single
➸ crush. May Develop
➸ boyfriend/girlfriend. N/A
➸ mate. N/A
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THEME SONG{S}.
RANDOM FACTS. Forged the wolf skull and cut it to size to cover her scar. She's good with her hands and has taken to welding to have as a basic skill and to express herself by creating metal art.
OTHER. ❣️This is aimed to be semi-advanced to advance. This means at least one to two strong paragraphs and creativity is greatly welcomed.
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USERNAME. MidnightRoses
WHAT WE SHOULD CALL YOU. Rosie
USUAL MUSE. {1/10} 7
USUAL ACTIVITY. {1/10} 8
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE. here (for high ranks)
(c)trexgirl
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Just now realized that Eva is beta 😂 i forgot she wasn’t Delta anymore
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trackers~
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Styxx Anaxkolasi !!!!!
Summer Dream Scout is done! Still working on the sentinel boy and might make a rogue? Not too sure yet. Haven't played 3 charries in a while so idk how I'll do xD
Apologies for the lengths I usually write more but I'm distracted so I can come back and write more if needed
☾ Royce Becker☽ ❝Loud mouth, loud mind❞ PRIMORDIAL -
FULL NAME. Royce Bailey Becker
➸ nicknames. Roy
GENDER. female
➸ pronouns. she/her/hers
SEXUALITY. homosexual, homoromantic
AGE. Twenty years old
RANK. scout
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HUMAN PHYSICAL -
APPEARANCE. There isn't anything physically extravagant about Royce. She's extremely short, standing at five feet straight in her human form and one hundred and eight pounds. She has naturally wavy, dark black hair that's cut short around the back and sides and hangs low over her dark eyes. Her skin is slightly tanned and several freckles decorate her body, mostly around her neck, shoulders and chest. Roy has an average build and is lightly muscled but it's her small size that she uses to her advantage.
➸ build. ectomorph. lean and small
➸ accessories. She has one piece of jewelry, a thick silver ring with a lion head that she wears on her left middle finger
➸ tattoos. none
➸ markings. none
➸ scars. a pale, long healed scar along her right shoulder, stretching down her collar bone
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WOLF PHYSICAL -
APPEARANCE. Roy's wolf form is often mistaken as a fox. She has a small, nimble build with a dark, black pattern on her back and points and lighter gray colors near her stomach, neck and chin. She has longer legs than most and narrow, dark brown eyes.
➸ image.
➸ build. lean and nimble. Relies on her speed moreso than her muscle.
➸ markings. black on her points (ears, legs, back, etc.) and light gray on her cheeks, chin, neck, stomach, and her inner tail.
➸ scars. Where her scar typically would be in her human form is a few bald patches but are hard to see under her thick fur
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PERSONALITY. Royce is a handful. She's like the little, annoying bundle of energy sister of the pack. She eats triple her body weight and never seems to stop talking. She always seems to be in a good mood and is constantly concerned about the well-being of everyone else. Despite her often clueless and mindless behavior, she's incredibly intelligent in various fields except for when it comes to people. Roy is incredibly awkward and has no idea how socializing and treating people work. They're just an enigma to her.
She's incredibly social and kind when it comes to her pack and is the member you'd go to either to vent or for a good distraction from the issues plaguing you, as she'd probably have a nice stash of junk food and video games to keep you occupied. Overall, she's just a child in a slightly mature body. She's the type to joke about the most childish of topics
➸ positive traits. optimistic, intelligent, nimble, extremely sneaky and fast, loyal, determined
➸ neutral traits. carefree. energetic, ambitious, awkward, adaptable, outspoken
➸ negative traits. immature, clumsy, relatively messy, not the strongest
LIKES. video games, junk food/eating in general, movies, being around people, going out for runs
DISLIKES. people mentioning her height/size, hot weather, boredom, being underestimated or excluded
DREAMS. belonging to a family and finding Franky
FEARS. being left behind, lightning/thunder storms, closed captivity, complete silence
STRONGEST SKILL. Her speed and small size make her a key aspect in spying and sneaking around. She's light on her feet and quick, good for quick missions and sneaky patrols. She can watch people without them even knowing she's there.
WEAKEST SKILL. Also her size. She doesn't have much muscle mass and when it comes to fighting one on one with a normal wolf, she'd surely lose. However, she can take small pocket shots when the enemy is distracted
PET PEEVES. smacking, people touching her stuff without asking, people resting their arm on her,
HABITS/ADDICTIONS. finger guns, junk food (typically sweets), when anxious, frustrated or angered, she'll go running and often has no stopping sense, running until her paws/feet are worn and sore
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HISTORY. There isn't much known about Roy, by both her and the pack. She was the runt of a full family of rogues. Her father had passed in a fight with another pack and her mother was unable to care for four children on her own. Already sickly and small as she was, it was believed that Royce wouldn't survive anyway so they left her. She spent most of her time as a rogue herself, scrounging to ind food near the town border, rummaging through trashcans until she was chased off by humans and sent back to the forest. She had gotten stuck with an extreme illness, surely on the brink of death when she was found by another rogue, known as Franky. Franky was only slightly older than Royce herself but cared for the pup anyway. She nursed Royce back to moderate health but she would constantly have relapses, and many times Franky believed she would lose her. They were traveling through the territory one day when they were ambushed by a rival pack. Too weak to run, Franky tried to fought them off. She was badly injured and realizing that she stood no chance against the group, ran to lead them away from Royce. They landed one good bite on the young one but ultimately left after the older woman. Royce spent much of her younghood bleeding and wandering in hopes of either running into Franky again or dying. Neither seemed to happen though. She finally collapsed on the outskirts of the territory where she was taken in, cared for, and brought back to life. She's been with the pack ever since.
➸ father. unknown
➸ mother. Genevieve Becker (died of age)
➸ brother{s}. Parker Becker (whereabouts unknown)
Eli Becker (Whereabouts unknown)
➸ sister{s}. Kylea Becker (whereabouts unknown)
Franky Becker (rogue)
RELATIONSHIP STATUS. single
➸ crush. none...yet
➸ boyfriend/girlfriend. none
➸ mate. none
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THEME SONG{S}. Emotional - Flux Pavilion
I'll be Your Reason - Illenium
RANDOM FACTS. Honestly always has food. Like. Always. Prefers candy or pastries but will east anything and everything
OTHER. 1) Include everyone 2) Pack traditions are good for bonding!
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USERNAME. mesh.
WHAT WE SHOULD CALL YOU. I could respond to anything honestly but mesh is fine!
USUAL MUSE. {1/10} solid never goes beneath a 7
USUAL ACTIVITY. {1/10} 9/10. Sometimes I get caught up in irl drama or business but mostly I'm on daily
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☾ Casimir Edwins ☽ ❝A wise man once said nothing❞ PRIMORDIAL -
FULL NAME. Casimir Leo Edwins
➸ nicknames. Cas and if you wanna annoy him, Cassy
GENDER. male
➸ pronouns. he, him, his
SEXUALITY. panromantic, pansexual
AGE. twenty-one
RANK. Sentinel
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APPEARANCE. Cas is relatively tall for his body type, standing at five foot eleven, majority of the height coming from his legs. He has wavy, dirty blonde hair that falls over his forehead and grazes the top of his ears. It can easily be put into a small ponytail if he's allow you to do so but he most certainly won't. He's somewhat pale, his veins clearly visible beneath the surface of his skin but he doesn't appear sickly. His skin tone seems to simply be him, rather than an ailment of some sorts. He has dark brown eyes that appear lighter the earlier in the day it is and a chiseled, boyish face. He looks rather young for his age and is often mistaken as such.
➸ build. Somewhat mesomorph but borders ectomorph. Lightly muscled and toned
➸ accessories. none
➸ tattoos. none
➸ markings. nothing peculiar
➸ scars. He has a small, fading scar on his forehead, covered by his hair. Came from a bullet wound when he was younger.
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WOLF PHYSICAL -
APPEARANCE. Casimir's wolf form is large. Not just in height, but muscle mass as well, in comparison to his average human appearance. One might believe him to just have a rather fluffy coat but once you touch him, it's apparent that it is, in fact, muscle. He has light, almost sand colored fur on his top portion and a smooth, soft white on his underbelly. His fur is thick and longer than most, a true pleasure to touch and lay on if he allows it. His eyes are a piercing blue, compared to his typical dark ones, and they get darker towards the pupil.
➸ image.
➸ build. mesomorph. Muscled and large
➸ markings. none
➸ scars. That bullet wound is a very visible bald spot just above his right eye
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PSYCHOLOGICAL -
PERSONALITY. Casimir is typically rather nervous and secluded, especially around those of higher ranks. He's very soft in terms of personality, bordering the characteristic of pushover and narrowly avoiding it to just being easygoing when it comes to what's asked of him. He's the prime example of an ideal follower, as he does what's expected of him and then some unless he or someone else gives him a reason to do otherwise - and even then, it has to be a very good reason. Cas has a stutter, evident in almost every sentence he tries to speak and it's from this that the seed of his self consciousness and hesitance to stand up for himself is fed. This speech impediment doesn't allow him to come off as intimidating or strong as he would like so he chooses to stay quiet. Most, if not all, of the pack as learned to deal with his silence and have adapted, being able to read his facial expressions, eyes, or body language as if it were written in plain english. Though he may seem like a bit too hesitant to be in his rank, he does, in fact, fit his body type. He's strong and determined to do well. He will fight until his last breath if it meant the safety of his pack and will never question sacrificing himself for their sake. He knows how to hold his own in an argument and a fight, and can come up with his own retorts to teases and taunts but favors the peace of silence and calm in comparison to the wild and outgoing personality of some of the other pack members.
➸ positive traits. strong. determined. observant. intelligent. good listener. patient. open minded. understanding
➸ neutral traits. reserved. selfless. laid back. easygoing. loyal to a fault
➸ negative traits. nervous. self conscious. self critical. emotional.
LIKES. silence. quiet places. music. reading. calm walks. light breezes
DISLIKES. cold weather. people touching his hair. loud noises. being yelled at or criticized
DREAMS. becoming an important part of the pack
FEARS. guns. explosions/loud sounds in general. chocolate. heights
STRONGEST SKILL. his strength and size. He's able to hold his own and keep his footing with ease
WEAKEST SKILL. Recon/sneaking. His size makes it hard for him to be quiet or keep hidden.
PET PEEVES. People touching his hair. People yelling for no reason.
HABITS/ADDICTIONS. He's constantly pacing
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HISTORY. Casimir was raised in a typically normal pack. They were a small bunch, maybe only three families large, his father being the alpha. The group lived in a small town, however, on the outskirts of a large city up north. Their territory was deep in the woods, away from prying eyes and onlookers who might threaten the sanctity of the pack. Everything was perfect for a very long time. Until Casimir and a small group of friends wandered too far into the city in their wolf forms when he was but a teen. The city, finding out that a pack of wolves were living on the border of their town, sent out a hunting party, seeing the group as a threat to their families and their daily lives. They tracked the pawprints of Casimir's small posse until they came upon the town. Some of the pack were in their human forms, some wolf, and some were caught mid transformation. The hunting party returned to the town and gathered more, choosing to rid their border of these monstrosities. And that they did.
On night, the town that Casimir had grown up in was overrun by humans. They shot and captured many of the pack. He watched his mother fall into their hands and his friends picked off one by one. He was caught mid transformation, trying to protect his territory when one hunter grabbed him and slammed him down, driving his boot into Casimir's throat with so much force, the boy was unable to breath. Just as his vision started to fade, the man was yanked from on top of his small wolf form. He watched his father tear into the man, demanding Casimir take the younger pups and whomever else was still living and run. With much reluctance, he did just that. He escaped with four other pups and two older wolves. Casimir saw the tragedy as his own fault, having known they should not have wandered that close to the city. He never saw any of the pack members again apart from his small group and once the children were old enough to hunt on their own, Casimir left them with the other pair of pack members, believing they would do a better job of protecting than he. He wandered away from his northern territory until he crossed the border into this one. This would be his chance to start over. And this time, he'd do better.
➸ father. Xavier Edwins (deceased)
➸ mother. Yaleth Edwins (assumes deceased. Last seen being captured)
➸ brother{s}. all deceased
➸ sister{s}. Oriana Edwins (he left her with the other two members. whereabouts unknown)
RELATIONSHIP STATUS. smingle
➸ crush. none
➸ boyfriend/girlfriend. none
➸ mate. none
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PORTRAYAL -
THEME SONG{S}. Life Itself - Glass Animals
Through the Valley - Shawn James (TLOU2 Version)
RANDOM FACTS. Won't stop talking to people he's comfortable around and spends his freetime around the pups
OTHER. No character is perfect. Except for the pups. They are perfect and must be protected.
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BEHIND THE WOLF -
USERNAME. mesh.
WHAT WE SHOULD CALL YOU. mesh is fiiiine
USUAL MUSE. {1/10} never below 7/10
USUAL ACTIVITY. {1/10} 9/10
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Styxx Anaxkolasi daww thank! Recently added her Faceclaim to my collection and I've been dying to play her :')
I think she can take Apostolos's attitude. Royce would be like a rash to him, clingy and obnoxious lol
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f*ck yes halo has some more scouting buddies !!
and orion get's to deal with another sentinel ~!
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Summer Dream Thanks so much! Casimir is now finished! A nervous boy
NorthernLight Royce is most definitely gonna look up to Halo
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aaah thank you!
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