Post by javan on Jul 28, 2010 0:06:10 GMT -5
Name: Javan Huntley
Nick Name: Fenrir, Fenris, Fen, Hunter
Race: Werewolf
Clan:
Species:
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Appearance: Human form: His hair is dark brown but appears reddish when lit from behind, his eyes are typically blue but when angered they turn to varying shades of green, the darker the madder. at five feet nine inches he is slightly short compared to most. He weighs in at about two hundred pounds. He prefers functional clothing, Jeans and tee shirts, work boots and the like. His skin is tanned but not bronzed, pale by some standards.
Wolf form: At first glance he appears to be black striped with silver, upon closer inspection though the silver proves to be fur that has regrown from deep scaring. At the shoulder he stands around to three and a half feet tall, or waist high on an average male human. His upper lips are somewhat short, giving him a saber toothed look. Like most Lycans he is incredibly strong and looks like a natural killer, but his presence has a deeper affect on humans then most, He exudes a sort of dangerous vibe that makes people avoid him, or, when confronted do as told. His whole body in both forms gives off a feel of almost perverse strength and power.
In both forms he wears a collar made of leather. (explained in history) (the Collar is made to fit his wolf form so it is large on his human form.
Weapon: Two knives, each around twelve inches in length. He is deadly accurate when fighting and when throwing.
History: Born to two loners, one from Denmark, the other Siberia, He was placed into the care of a small pack in New England, to be raised properly. The pack however was wiped out by a rival group seeking to expand on territory. Javan was left to die at the age of four. He was saved by a Human who called himself Tyr, Javan did not speak for the first year and Tyr simply called him Fenrir. Tyr was killed by hunting vampires and Javan once again left alone. He wandered about Boston for a year before pulling a young girl from a violent car crash, burning his hands and forearms in the process. Samantha was his age only six months younger. To Javan she appeared to be like one of the child angels he had seen in the old church. Her grandmother took them both in and raised them in a predominantly Wiccan community. Two years later Javan changed for the first time. He had known it would happen but had kept it a secret for fear of rejection from the little family he had found. Contrary to what he had feared Samantha and her grandmother were amazed and delighted. Samantha even bought him a leather collar for his eleventh birthday. To show off he began to work on his changing, Working towards his half form. He came across other Werewolves, less dominant wolves who attacked out of fear. At age fifteen the wolves killed Samantha, and were, in turn, killed by Javan. The reason they killed the girl was to prevent the abomination she had conceived. Javan has since simply wandered about since then taking everything as it came. He is a Loner but feels no need to interact with his own kind beyond announcing his presence to local Alphas. At the time of the Apocalypse he was feeding on a vampire who had been killing human children. About two years prior to current time he was captured by humans and branded with a silver cross across his back. He ended up in New York after hearing about the move to work and live with humans.
His blood father is from an ancient blood line, his form is that almost of a dire wolf.
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Personality: Javan is generally a kind carefree individual who would rather sit and have a drink then fight, but like most of his kind he can be quick to anger. He is prone to spells of depression which comes off as anger. He likes children of all races and would never harm one.
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As for being a Loner, I'm not dead set on it but it would be preferable, it fits the history better and he wouldn't go against Strikers wolves, might even help them. He actually prefers being alone, of course he feels an instinctual security when around other wolves. Also he hasn't fully achieved his half form yet.
Nick Name: Fenrir, Fenris, Fen, Hunter
Race: Werewolf
Clan:
Species:
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Appearance: Human form: His hair is dark brown but appears reddish when lit from behind, his eyes are typically blue but when angered they turn to varying shades of green, the darker the madder. at five feet nine inches he is slightly short compared to most. He weighs in at about two hundred pounds. He prefers functional clothing, Jeans and tee shirts, work boots and the like. His skin is tanned but not bronzed, pale by some standards.
Wolf form: At first glance he appears to be black striped with silver, upon closer inspection though the silver proves to be fur that has regrown from deep scaring. At the shoulder he stands around to three and a half feet tall, or waist high on an average male human. His upper lips are somewhat short, giving him a saber toothed look. Like most Lycans he is incredibly strong and looks like a natural killer, but his presence has a deeper affect on humans then most, He exudes a sort of dangerous vibe that makes people avoid him, or, when confronted do as told. His whole body in both forms gives off a feel of almost perverse strength and power.
In both forms he wears a collar made of leather. (explained in history) (the Collar is made to fit his wolf form so it is large on his human form.
Weapon: Two knives, each around twelve inches in length. He is deadly accurate when fighting and when throwing.
History: Born to two loners, one from Denmark, the other Siberia, He was placed into the care of a small pack in New England, to be raised properly. The pack however was wiped out by a rival group seeking to expand on territory. Javan was left to die at the age of four. He was saved by a Human who called himself Tyr, Javan did not speak for the first year and Tyr simply called him Fenrir. Tyr was killed by hunting vampires and Javan once again left alone. He wandered about Boston for a year before pulling a young girl from a violent car crash, burning his hands and forearms in the process. Samantha was his age only six months younger. To Javan she appeared to be like one of the child angels he had seen in the old church. Her grandmother took them both in and raised them in a predominantly Wiccan community. Two years later Javan changed for the first time. He had known it would happen but had kept it a secret for fear of rejection from the little family he had found. Contrary to what he had feared Samantha and her grandmother were amazed and delighted. Samantha even bought him a leather collar for his eleventh birthday. To show off he began to work on his changing, Working towards his half form. He came across other Werewolves, less dominant wolves who attacked out of fear. At age fifteen the wolves killed Samantha, and were, in turn, killed by Javan. The reason they killed the girl was to prevent the abomination she had conceived. Javan has since simply wandered about since then taking everything as it came. He is a Loner but feels no need to interact with his own kind beyond announcing his presence to local Alphas. At the time of the Apocalypse he was feeding on a vampire who had been killing human children. About two years prior to current time he was captured by humans and branded with a silver cross across his back. He ended up in New York after hearing about the move to work and live with humans.
His blood father is from an ancient blood line, his form is that almost of a dire wolf.
- Extras-
Personality: Javan is generally a kind carefree individual who would rather sit and have a drink then fight, but like most of his kind he can be quick to anger. He is prone to spells of depression which comes off as anger. He likes children of all races and would never harm one.
Pictures:
As for being a Loner, I'm not dead set on it but it would be preferable, it fits the history better and he wouldn't go against Strikers wolves, might even help them. He actually prefers being alone, of course he feels an instinctual security when around other wolves. Also he hasn't fully achieved his half form yet.