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Nornslayer

sugar is my wife and morg is the other mistress
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HCS
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arsenio
name
arsenio orion harlow

nickname(s)
nio, arsen, ori, his nickname in the marines was Harlot

age
24

d.o.b.
Jan 12th

gender
male

pronouns
he/him

sexuality
greysexual

romantic orientation
demiromantic w/ male lean

supernatural race
human

major
Psychology

minor(s)
adventure education & blacksmithing/metalsmithing
1:27
Monday, January 27
slide to unlock
face claim
riz ahmed

eyes
n/a

hair
two toned, dyed white on the top with his beard being a dark black, his hair is short and sticks slightly up at the top.

height
6'2"

build
muscled, not to the extent of a body builder but enough that he has a visible six pack and thick biceps and pecs.
@arsenio_harlow
let slip the dogs of war
personality

HCS
— ex-military
— was in the marines for 6 years
— honorably discharged
— has horrible scarring on his hands and running up his arms
— covered his face when a bomb exploded and shrapnel shredded them
— was the top sniper in the marines before the explosion
— has limited motor function in his fingers now and they're shaky
— he can do most daily tasks but he will never be able to shoot to a sniper rifle with the accuracy he used to have
— has extreme PTSD
— works at starbucks
— he also works as a bouncer at night for a local strip club
— doesn't like socialization
— perpetually annoyed with people
— on rainy days his hands hurt more
— sometimes has really bad days
— he's really angry and will rage at everyone on those days and sometimes hurt himself, by like punching walls or other destructive behaviors
— his childhood friend was bit while he was overseas
— after being discharged he didn't know what to do but when he found out about his friend he decided to go to college to watch over them and protect them
— due to his time in the military he is very rigid with structure and following a routine
— he has a daily routine that if thrown off can cause him to fall into a state of off kilter rage and trigger him
— very neat, everything has to be orderly
— can cook pretty well, focuses on nutritional meals
— works out every morning
— hasn’t held a sniper rifle since the explosion
— hates his job at Starbucks
— sleeps with a knife under his pillow
— generally doesn’t say too much, keeps it to short simple sentences
— always on alert
— listens to heavy metal
— before the military his dream was to be a drummer for a metal band
— can still play pretty well since it doesn’t require too much dexterity with the fingers
— his family has lived in the United States their whole lives but his grandparents emigrated from Israel
— this got him a lot of flack in the military until he proved his loyalty
— still grates on him sometimes
— fluent in Hebrew and Arabic
— has a thick accent at times, it gets heavier when talking to his family or when angry/frustrated
— unlike his family he is an atheist, this often leads to strife within his family
— owns many band tees
— has several tattoos
— when he’s nervous or feeling on the verge of a panic attack/trigger he’ll tap his fingers like drums to a song he likes
— has a photo that goes in his wallet that he doesn’t show to anyone or let them touch of him and his squad-mates
— can dismantle and put back together any gun in less than twenty seconds
— used to be able to make it in ten seconds but the explosion reduced his dexterity
— very blunt and straightforward, doesn’t mislead or lie
— refuses to sugarcoat or dull his words
— can come across as mean due to those, although he does not attend to be malicious
— once he gets more comfortable he is very sarcastic and often makes deadpan jokes
— cynical
— always thinks the worst of people
— if you have a bullshit fancy Starbucks order he hates u
— when meeting new people he always asks them their go to Starbucks drink
— a new possible friend: “oh I always get an iced, Ristretto, 10 shot, venti, with breve, 5 pump vanilla, 7 pump caramel, 4 Splenda, poured, not shaken!”
— Him: no.
— Them: ????
— Him: leaves
— very street smart
— older than most sophomores as he started late
— followed his childhood friend to college after his service to watch over them
— often acts older than his age
— grumpy old man that shakes his fist and screams "get off my lawn punks!"
— gripes about music nowadays and talks about how the classics will always be better bc nothing can beat thunderstruck or paralyzer
— never uses social media
— only has an instagram because his friend made him get it
— only posts dogs he comes across on it
— rates them in the caption
— all get above 10/10
— if he finds a cat he posts mean captions with low ratings
— and by mean, he writes things like "stinky furball"
— does not like cats

history
Arsenio went into the military as soon as he turned 18, his heart set on being a marine. Ever since he was a young boy, he had been bewitched by america and the soldiers that protected it. His childhood friend tried to talk him out of it but he refused to listen, swayed by the sound of glory and streength. Upon entering the military he realized it was not what he had been led to believe. It wasn't a video game or a story, it was real and haunting and the countless lives he was force to take will follow him for the rest of his life. He became hardened to it, shutting off his emotions to be the best sniper he could. In a maze of death and sleepless nights all he had was his squad. They were his family, especially his best friend, Charlie. They were inseparable, two peas in a pod. They made a promise to always watch each others back, and Charlie didn't let anything step in the way of that promise, even a grenade. To save his friends and Nio, who was like a brother to him, the young 21 year old throw himself on the grenade, barely making it in time. The others while injured, made it out alive. The same couldn't be send for Charlie. Gravely wounded, Arsenio was sent home, hurt not just in body but in spirit too. He felt like he had nothing, and often cursed th fact that he was still alive. If not for his childhood friend who contacted him aftr his return, it's unlikely he would have kept living. His friend in a panic, told him about being bit and the supernatural, and now with a new purpose, Nio enrolled into their university to protect them and help them through their change.
code by valen t.
 
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  • letty
    name
    juliette mariposa delphine

    nickname(s)
    goes by letty or liette (pronounced let-ee & lee-et)

    age
    21

    d.o.b.
    august 22nd

    gender
    female

    pronouns
    she/her

    sexuality
    bisexual

    romantic orientation
    biromantic

    supernatural race
    werewolf

    major
    business management

    minor(s)
    floristry
    4:27
    Friday, January 15
    slide to unlock
    face claim
    lily james

    eyes
    yellow

    hair
    her hair is dirty blonde with natural highlights. it falls past her shoulders and is thick and curly.

    height
    5'6

    build
    slender and slightly toned.
    @lettydel


    flowers can't bloom without a little rain.
    personality

    HCS
    — tends to come off as airheaded/ditzy
    — has a dream of opening a little flower shop. it is her only dream
    — very sweet and compassionate
    — often seen staring off into space with a very intense look
    — she's just day dreaming that's all. a little wave in front of her face will bring her back into reality
    — always smiling
    — loves flowers + flower arranging
    — very creative — paints with watercolors a lot
    — loves pastels and bright colors
    — can sing very well
    — her love language is affection
    — likes to hold hands. it makes her feel comfortable in uncomfortable situations
    — so basically platonic hand-holding ftw
    — points out the obvious
    — everyone about to square off with some hunters
    juliette: "hey guys i think they wanna hurt us"
    everyone: "no shit juliette"
    — actually has pretty damn good ideas
    — casually throws them out when discussing a plan and everyone kinda just... wait that might work
    — thinks outside the box 24/7
    — some might say she gives out second chances too often/easily
    — doesn't really like to fight so hate when it comes to that point
    — cries during every disney movie ever
    — also bawled when tony stark died in endgame
    — ^ to preface, she had never seen a marvel movie before and was dragged to this premier with the rest of the pack but cried more than any of them
    — emotional (if you couldn't already tell)
    — was born into being a werewolf but her old pack died a long time ago. she doesn't really talk about it
    — her sister is her only living family member and they never speak. in fact, juliette doesn't know where she is
    — fun fact: she can surf
    — has a collection of sea shells she keeps in mason jars
    — would rather be outside than inside
    — her favorite color ever is probably baby blue
    — dresses very bright, colorful, and pattern-y. always stands out
    — scatterbrained + forgetful
    — never forgets important things abt people though, only small things and other tasks
    — lives in what she calls her "organized mess"
    — some outfit examples: xx xx xx xx
    — her go-to coffee order is an iced vanilla latte with one extra pump of vanilla and add caramel drizzle
    — doesnt like sushi or fish of any kind
    — speaking of, she is allergic to crawfish
    — needs gentle reminders here and there to get things done
    — easily excitable
    — has anesthesia. her's is associating numbers with personalities
    — she hates the number 14. he is mean
    — 3 is her favorite though and sometimes she catches herself doing things in sets of three
    — when she gets upset with/mad at you she will yell "STOP BEING A 14 AND TRY TO BE MORE LIKE AN 8!!" >:c
    — wildflowers make her happy, and if you pick some for her she will love you forever
    — gets cold easily
    — paints portraits of her friends in water color
    — made one of her, meathead and nio and gifted it to them recently

    history
    juliette mariposa delphine was born into the werewolf bloodline. her parents were willow and xavier delphine. she was their final child, the youngest of three. she had an older brother and sister. jasmine is the eldest sibling, with their brother jonah being the middle child. they were a small pack, that consisted of another family and two others. they lived contently in beaufort, south carolina. letty was always at the beach. she grew up with surfing and swimming, and would always drag her parents or older pack members to the beach with her when she was too young to go by herself.
    she was raised learning how to control her primal instincts, strength, and so on. basically she was very prepped to live in normal society undetected but she's not perfect. her constant daydreaming sometimes causes her to forget control occasionally. everything was going smoothly, until her life was forever changed when her older sister went batshit. one morning, juliette woke up to every person in her family slaughtered in their beds. panicking the young girl looked desperately for her older sister, who was nowhere to be found. she ran downstairs to find her sister coming in, the sun barely starting to rise on the horizon behind her. jasmine was covered in blood splatters, her eyes glowing a bright blue. they locked eyes for a moment, juliette stunned. frozen in place, her eyes followed jasmine as she grabbed the two duffle bags she had by the door, turned around and left. it took juliette a long time to come too and move from her position. she couldn't tell you how long it was, but the sun was well over the horizon by the time her packmate Oliver burst through the door. he found a crying juliette, unmoving and was quick to sweep her up. he hid the girls face in his shoulder as he scouted the house, finding everyone dead. he had just returned home from visiting friends out of town, so he was spared. apparently, jasmine had slaughtered the other family and member. this left juliette and oliver.
    at the time of the massacre, juliette was 8. oliver took her in and they moved to north carolina, where she spent the rest of her days before attending appalachian state.
    the faces of her family with their necks cut open remain prominent in her brain. she never speaks of them or what happened. no one knows and no ones really ever asked. she shuts down some when people start talking about their family. she loves her new pack, but was hesitant to call them her family in fear she would lose them to. she has not seen nor heard from her sister since that day 13 years ago but wonders why she was left alive. being the youngest there, it would have been easy to kill her. so why did jasmine leave her alive? at this point, she has grown up and doesn't dwell on those thoughts too much, preferring to live in the moment. she can now easily call them her family. she still keeps in contact with oliver, who is very happy she has found a home for herself with her new friends.
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DYLAN
name
dylan adrian blake

nickname(s)
adrian, blake, dilly, dill pickle and DAB by those who are willing to risk a punch to the face… or Nio, he somehow gets away with the pickle one

age
23

d.o.b.
august 1st

gender
female

pronouns
she/her

sexuality
pansexual

romantic orientation
biromantic [male lean]

supernatural race
werewolf

major
forensic anthropology

minor(s)
psychology
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emmy rossum

eyes
yellow

hair
Dylan has medium length, wild hair. her brown, wavy locks reach just below her armpits and is almost untameable. there is a lot of body to her hair but an equal amount of static.

height
5'7"

build
thin, almost appearing a bit malnourished, lean
@dylake
drink to forget
personality

HCS
— realist
— see it to believe it kind of person
— gives you the facts
— lowkey kind of lazy
— the kind of person who just seems naturally smart
— A’s without too much effort
— stays up into the ungodly hours of the night gaming
— pc and console gamer ps4
— dark eye bags
— looks like she never sleeps, never sleeps
— lives off cold brew, redbull, and vodka or any mix of the three
— “hey I think you lost this—“ flips you off
— profanity filter? nah
— blunt until it comes to protecting the people she cares about
— because she will straight up lie to them if it’s what is best for them
— says she’s always right
— is often right
— makes the pack participate in a weekly game night
— gets ultracompetitive
— the only game she can never seem to win is Uno
— and she is furious about it
— will absolutely show up to her classes in sweats and a baggy tee with her hair up in a messy bun and vodka in her coffee cup
— then show everyone up
— it’s just how she rolls
— taken on a bit of a mom like role
— and gives the best advice
— except for when it comes to relationships
— because she is dog shit at that
— her solution is always vodka
— on that note, she has had nothing but shitty experiences with relationships
— has weird random knowledge that she sometimes just randomly shares
— minoring in psych just to fuck with people
— most definitely drives an old, beat-up jeep that she painted hippie flowers on with Letty
— headbangs to old rock music
— has a belly button ring and hasn’t told anyone
— has a shit ton of coffee mugs
— they are all random
— one says “worlds best teacher” it’s her favorite, because it’s the biggest
— believes in self-reliance
— which is why as soon as she turned 18 she cut off her parents, and their money
— always offers to drive
— a terrible driver, speeds hella
— but at least you can’t say that rides in her jeep are boring
— hair is a mess, just like her life
— works two on-campus jobs book store and coffee stand
— dedicated to everything she does
— never backs down
— last Christmas gave everyone in the pack a flask with their name on it
— has an extremely high tolerance
— other than some people she met online, the pack are the only people she’s friends with
— always has a well-formulated plan for black-Friday shipping
— everyone has a part to play
— protective of the pack, not as fiercely as Nio, whom she got this trait from
— the only other person allowed to be right over her is Roman
— calls him Roro whenever she wants to get on his nerves oops
— does not express emotion well through words at all
— so physical affection it is
— gives some of the best hugs
— if she could help it she would be strictly on a ramen noodle diet
— because she can’t cook and barely eats
— “do you know how few fucks I give—“
— terrible with children
— always afraid of breaking them
— uses lots of creative ways to flip people off

history
brief backstory, make sure you state wether they were born a werewolf or bitten and the circumstances of both.
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Felicity McKenna Morse
name
Felicity McKenna Morse (née Dupont)

nickname(s)
Fee, Kenna, Kenzie and Dottie

age
19

d.o.b.
22nd of June

gender
Cis Female

pronouns
She/Her

sexuality
Bisexual

romantic orientation
Biromantic

supernatural race
Werewolf

major
Liberal Arts

minor(s)
Theatre Arts
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Hailee Steinfeld

eyes
yellow (normal werewolf)

hair
She has slightly glossy brown hair that falls to just below her chest, it's thick and wavy and she often wears it loose or in a high ponytail.

height
5" 8

build
ectomorphic, slim with little muscle definition
@FeeLicity
I'm about ready to go full '07 Britney
personality

HCS
— Has never worked a day in her life
— Tries to be an idealist
— Radiates confidence even when she's wrong
— Tends to come across as a typical spoilt/rich girl, arrogant and ignorant as to the way the world works - used to getting things handed to her on a silver platter
— Viewed as shallow/annoying
— People want to know her for the social status or because of her money
— Parents have expectations of her she feels she can't fulfil
— Impeccable posture
— Great fashion sense, practically only wears clothes with a high price tag and refuses to be seen in the same outfit twice if she can help it
— Very much will give anyone and everyone a makeover if they'll let her
— Braids hair when she's stressed, hers or whoever's she can get her hands on
— Affirmation is her love language (probably why she has issues with her parents, they'll buy her anything and everything but they'll never actually say they're proud of her or love her)
— Practically inhales MNM's when she's stressed; crispy MNM's and peanut butter are the only valid ones in her eyes
— Always has some kind of candy or mint or gum with her
— She's pretty good at getting her own way, which sometimes leans more towards manipulation than persuasion
— Can be somewhat deluded/ignorant as to the way the world works
— Spoiled rotten
— Tends to sulk about things if she's upset (she doesn't whine or pout and she resents any accusations to the contrary)
— Lets go of grudges pretty easily once she feels things are resolved or once time has passed
— Raises her hand constantly, professors have to basically ignore her as if she's confident on a subject she'll show off and speak up regardless of if she's right
— Often tardy but makes up for it by bringing her tutors coffee and donuts, some of them accept the bribe whilst others roll their eyes and write her up. She's working on winning over the professors who don't like her.
— Very happy to buy snacks/drinks/things for people
— Sometimes forget money doesn't actually grow on trees
— Surprisingly is a morning person
— Needs coffee and sugary drinks to survive
— Her to go Starbucks order is ridiculously complicated and she rotates between drinks seasonally but she tips well.
— Current order: Cream-based Frappuccino with a banana + 2 scoops vanilla bean powder + 2 pumps mocha syrup + 1 pump espresso syrup + 1 pump hazel syrup + 2 pumps toffee-nut syrup with a lot of caramel and a mocha drizzle. (Sugary monstrosity)
— Throws great parties
— However she used to be a total lightweight
— Switches between being able to eat two pizzas in a sitting and munching on carrot sticks and salads
— She forced her family to call her Rapunzel for a solid year and refused to cut her hair, only stopped this phase when introduced to the Lion King (then she went through a very serious aspiring zoologist phase.)
— Took home economics because she thought it was about economics, was horrified to find out it wasn't. Nearly caused multiple fires during the cooking modules. Failed miserably.
— Took drama in high school to get out of home econ, turns out she loves theatre
— Loves to watch nature documentaries although she always cries
— Her go to comfort watches are Disney and barbie movies (she literally cannot and will not watch fox and the hound + treasure planet was her favourite and Christmas Carol is her favourite Barbie movie all year round.)
— Her youngest brother had panic attacks and so despite their mostly negative relationship she learnt how to help him with them
— Absolutely hides any and all issues behind her makeup and clothes
— Sometimes comes across as dumb or stupid, actually has a 4.0 GPA
— Did so many extracurriculars in High School so she had an excuse to not be at home
— Cannot throw a punch but has a good kick, plus she's usually wearing heels
— Has stabbed someone with the heel of her shoe before, lamented the fact one of her favourite pairs of shoes were now ruined
— Is a pretty good Stage Manager and is proud of it, she actually gets her hands dirty to do that and has a very cute and specially made apron for that
— Has an intense rivalry with the light tech and often bitches about them to whoever will listen
— Was going to do costume design before realising that required sewing the outfits herself
— Will always deny it but she loves 80s music
— Breaking a nail can make her cry
— Strangely low pain tolerance despite the werewolf side of things, she will complain about a papercut even if it's gone pretty much instantly
— Always offers to be the designated driver but no one wants to be in a car with her, she can drive but it's not usually an enjoyable experience for anyone other than herself
— Went to College purely to spite her parents
— Despite being ignorant about a lot of basic things she has a lot of very specific obscure knowledge and facts in her repertoire
— Seems to know everyone
— Always has gossip to share
— Will not physically fight someone for you but she will happily socially sabotage them or just yell at them
— 100% attended private school

history

Felicity was born and raised in a suburban gated Los Angeles neighbourhood, her parents had married out of convivence more than love - her Father was a successful owner of a law firm whilst her Mother came from old money. It was a financial match made in heaven more so than a love one. Her parents had numerous affairs between of them, both secret and open, it wasn't uncommon for her to find strange cars in the parking lot or clothes strewn across the floor in the hallway. Her Father mainly worked with B and C list celebrities who managed to get themselves in A list trouble whilst her Mother was an event planner for the richest members of their neighbourhood.

And she was their youngest child and only daughter, their little princess they'd call her - telling her how beautiful she was. She never wanted for anything growing up, bar her parents attention.

Felicity was thirteen when she realised being called princess made her feel small. Like everything about her can be reduced down to a single concept, one that’s obedient and dependent and scared. Like it didn’t matter who she was, what she wanted. Being smart, or pretty, or strong was secondary to being controlled. Felicity can see the path he's laid out ahead of her; a princess in the tower, married off to whomever is deemed suitable and rich enough to provide for her and then she'll have a few kids - be a good little trophy wife until she dies. He's always encouraged her interest in clothes and makeup more so than academics, he'd never praised her for her grades or given her the same opportunities as her brothers. They got to intern with the company, read files and listen in on her Father's meetings - she'd asked to do that too but had been shut down before the question was asked.

“You don't need that sweetie, you can be anything, Fee,” her father told her in response, like he’d told her a hundred times before. “But you’ll always be my little princess.”

And so it felt like a curse. Instead of lullabies and stories, her dad spoke to her in condescending comments and set rules that Felicity ignores. Because if he isn't going to give her what she wants she'll learn to take it, stay out late and go to parties and get drunk and do whatever she can think of that he wouldn't approve of. She kept her grades up but stopped trying to get him to care about them. She was going to go to College, she still had a trust fund even if it wasn't what he'd intended for her to use it on, she was going to prove that the first part of his whispered words had been right even if the rest was wrong.

He hated her clothes, her friends, the classes she takes at school. When he bothers to come home, his only thought for his beloved daughter is all the ways she’s disappointing him. Like he never considered he could be disappointing her. Because he did. They both did but it always stung more with him, her Mother had been detached - attentive enough to provide for her and make sure she was alright but they'd never had a cuddly relationship. Her brothers tried their best and she had them wrapped around her little finger but they never understood just why she was so angry or annoyed, why she was so desperate to exist in a way outside of their family.

She escaped to college as soon as she could, Appalachian University - liberal arts. She'd started taking theatre alongside a whole host of extracurriculars that kept her out of the house and liberal arts seemed like an interesting balance of subjects, she also took a minor in theatre arts as she loved the more practical aspect of it all. Maybe she could go on the stage one day. Her parents hadn't exactly fought her on it but they hadn't approved, she got her trust fund and they sent her away - saying they'd support her financially but that they wished she'd stay with them - stick by the family.

The first few months of University had been normal, she'd taken a while to adjust to what exactly living alone was like - she'd never had to look after herself before and the realities of student accommodation had been almost horrifying at first. But she'd quickly found herself an apartment that allowed her to live without a roommate, although she had been tempted to get a hamster. But she'd studied hard and partied hard, befriending everyone she could and spending as much money as she could - a petty and privileged way to spite her parents even if she knew it would barely make a drop in any of their bank accounts.

And it had been on her way home from a party she'd been bitten, a rogue omega she'd later be told - passing through, shoved up against a wall on the walk back to her apartment. Her boyfriend at the time had been too drunk to drive and Felicity wasn't about to try driving herself. She hadn't known what to think at first, the bite healed within the day and everything felt strange. Senses in overdrive - she wondered if someone had slipped her something.

It took her weeks to get control, she practically begged to join the pack when she found out what they were and what she was. Although she'd resented having to take things easy for months, with adrenaline threatening to trigger a shift every time she did something too strenuous or threatened to get too emotional.





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  • FALLON SAGE
    name
    Fallon Harley Sage

    nickname(s)
    here

    age
    19

    d.o.b.
    October 18th

    gender
    Female

    pronouns
    she/her

    sexuality
    Bisexual

    romantic orientation
    Biromantic

    supernatural race
    Werecoyote

    major
    General Protective Services

    minor(s)
    Creative Writing
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    Krysten Ritter

    eyes
    yellow

    hair
    Fallon has very dark hair that falls a few inches past her shoulder and is normally straight with same loose curls every now and again.

    height
    5'10

    build
    Slender build and toned
    username
    I'm alone because people are dissapointing
    personality
    HCS
    — Left her home and pack a little over a year ago
    — Doesn't talk about her old pack
    probably would only tell one person if she grew close to them
    — Worst RBF
    — But like once you just break down that first wall she opens up a bit more
    still like 20 more walls to breakdown though
    — Would be the one to walk away and cry in private
    — Questions why people would help her
    — Hasn't talked to her family since she left her pack
    — In classes she sits in the back and just gets the notes and leave without a word
    — Some people question if she can even speak
    — Can sneak up on just about anyone
    — Sits with headphones in but nothing playing so she can hear what people are saying around her
    — Knows a lot about everyone but no one knows about her
    — Doesn't like being alone but she doesn't want to let anyone in again
    — Writes in a journal often but never lets anyone see what's inside it
    — From North Dakota
    — Loves 80s and 90s music the most
    — "Why do you even care?"
    — Hasn't had someone really care about her
    — Just a stick of cookie dough in her mini-fridge in her dorm that she snacks on raw as she studies
    — Hates any kind of carbonated drink
    — Hates parties
    — She feels like she just doesn't belong anywhere and is just alone
    — Gets uncomfy when people get sappy
    — She just doesn't know what to do
    — Likes to just sit and stare at the stars
    — Cannot be sneaked up on because she is always very aware of her surroundings
    — Taken kickboxing class and will just flip you if you try to grab her from behind
    — Communicates better in her writing than verbally
    — Leaves at the first sign of danger
    — Would leave a 2-page note saying sorry behind
    — Wouldn't dare try sushi she'd rather die
    — Loves waffles
    — Would kill you if it meant a good Belgian waffle
    — Loves horror movies
    — She'd laugh as everyone was murdered
    — Lives in a cluttered messy room but to her it is organized
    — If someone was flirting with her she wouldn't catch on
    — Type to runaway to cry
    — No green thumb could kill a succulent
    — Loves reading to hide and escape her problems
    — Very protective over anyone she lets in
    — Public speaking fear
    — Rather deal with the hunters than speak in front of a large group
    — Imaging people naked does not help her do not give her that advice
    — "Do you think I haven't tried that already"
    — Very sarcastic
    — Comes out more when she is more comfortable
    add more later

    history
    Fallon was a born werecoyote and grew up with a small pack that consisted of her family, her parents and her brothers Carson and Jasper, and another family, the alpha and his wife with their kids Walter, Aspen and Makenna. The two families lived in a small rural area of North Dakota where they lived pretty freely and far from civilization. Fallon, Walter, Aspen were very close to age and all became close friends. However, as Aspen grew she slowly became a power-hungry, manipulative, control seeking maniac who saw Fallon for some reason as a threat. Fallon never understood the sudden hatred towards her but she seemed to be the only one to truly see how malicious Aspen truly was. Aspen had set up traps for Fallon to look like the bad guy in front t of everyone and whenever she brought it up to her parents how Aspen was lying or manipulative no one believed her, as Aspen could have been an award-winning actress.

    Maybe if they believed her she wouldn't be at Appalachian State University, banished from seeing her family ever again, and Walter would still be alive. However, life was never that easy for Fallon so when she was set up by Aspen yet again of course none of her family believed her. Aspen had tricked Fallon into thinking she was meeting Walter in the woods late at night and attacked her, she tried fighting Aspen back but she was soon knocked unconscious. By the time she had awoken Aspen had already gone back to their home in tears stating Fallon had attacked her. Fallon tried explaining how Aspen was lying but of course, her award-winning tears prevailed and Fallon was seen as the maniac who attacked their own since she was the was who always stated her distaste for Fallon. She was then banished from the pack never to set foot on their land again. Thankfully she had just finished high school and was able to find a college far from home and Aspen. Fallon shut down after leaving, hurt from her family'sies betrayal.
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Juniper Viridian
name
Juniper Sage Viridian

nickname(s)
June, Sage, Viridian, Minty Fresh

age
23

d.o.b.
March 17

gender
Female

pronouns
She/Her

sexuality
Bi-Sexual

romantic orientation
Bi-Romantic

race
Human

major
college major here

minor(s)
college minor(s) here
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Emma Dumont

eyes
Green

hair
Green, slightly wavy, bob cut.

height
5'6

build
Lithe, very little muscle.
MintyFresh
"Sounds terrible, I'll drive."
personality

HCS
-Juniper didn't live in an actual house until she was 16.
-The leader of her first group was neglectful at best.
-She suffers from severe survivors guilt over her parents, and has dissociative disorder.
-When she was 18 her drinking habit skyrocketed and she began using harder substances.
-The leader knew about it and didn't care, nor did any of the other members.
-It reached a breaking point when she O.D'ed so bad her heart stopped.
-After that her leader claimed ignorance and she was shuffled to another group. She tried to get sober on her own, but an addict alone is in bad company.
-When she fell in with Karma, she had someone to make sure she stayed clean.
-She is approaching one year clean is secretly proud.
-Is careful when drinking and will limit herself to a beer or a glass of wine. Nothing strong and she never drinks alone.
-Respects and admires Karma. She's Juniper's shero.
-Helps Enforcer out with his torture by gifting him brand new 'toys' that she made. They get tested out before seeing field action.
-Has the base and house rigged with traps of different levels, but doesn't keep them active when her or the group is there.
-Do not say she is from Virginia and don't ever say West Virginia and Virginia are basically the same. Those are fighting words.
-Protective of Baby and sees him as a younger brother, spoils him a bit.
-Paces, a lot, especially when she'd trying not to zone out or thinking about something.
-Makes sure everyone's gear is in the best possible condition.
-is no ones first choice or favorite.
-she agrees that it’s for the best.
-She will 'zone out' at random intervals, she doesn't want to and will tap her fingers or feet to try to stay on track.
-No combat ability, she's the first one knocked down in a spar.
-Calls Baby Petey-Pie.
-Has a very dry and dark sense of humor.
-*Looking at mutilated corpse* "Lucky bastard."
-Her self worth is tied to what she can do for the group. If one of her traps breaks, she feels personally responsible.
-Does little things to annoy Mack. She can't help it, he makes it so easy.
-Either goes ten over the speed limit or ten under, there is no in between but she hasn't wrecked lately so she's winning.
-Touch starved, but has no idea how to physically show affection or ask for it.
-Almost cries when enforcer gives his hugs.
-Ruffles Baby's hair all the time.
-Will purposefully botch lingo. "LOL Fortnite is totally yeet."
-Doesn't know what killed her parents, and it haunts her. If someone asks she what killed them she will say Mothman did it.
-Either sleeps one hour a day or twelve.

history

Born and raised in West Virginia, her mother used to be a professor teaching folklore class. While her father was a survivalist, after they got together and had Juniper. They all went off grid. Junipers parents taught her everything on traps, snares, hunting, and how to make things out of practically nothing and her mother would whisper things about the supernatural, Juniper hadn't believed her at the time. When she was 15, her parents were mauled. Juniper didn't see what did it, but she knew it wasn't an animal. It walked on to legs and hunted like a human. No one had believed her and a year later a group of hunters brought her into the fold, she couldn't fight but her skills with traps earned her a place.
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