Post by Esme on Jan 16, 2013 21:40:16 GMT -5
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Esme Ookami
Esme Ookami
[/size]Name: Esme Ookami
Age: 21
Pack: Loner
Pack Position: Loner
Mate: No one.
Whelps: None.
Mother: Dead.
Father: Dead.
Siblings: Unknown.
Physical Description: Esme's hair is very short, enough to pass off as a guy's style. Of course, though she has D-Cup breast size, with a baggy shirt usually on, she passes as a guy, which amuses her much. As odd as it may be, sometimes she wears a fake wolf tail, and always has a collar on - loose though, for when she shifts. At about five foot, one inch and half, she feels shorter than others. But her size doesn't bother her too much, because she can easily get through areas faster, and better yet, through crowds. Usually she has on some DCs - shoes - that are black with some neon green laces. Her shoes are pretty big, because she seems to have big feet, but with all her baggy cloths on, who notices?
As a human, her hair is a brown, and that matches her eyes. As stated, her hair is very short, and usually spiked up in the center with some gel. When it's down and natural, it tends to have somewhat of a curl to it, and goes over to her left, almost like an 'emo' haircut, but too short. Either way, she is skinny, even though she can make herself seem somewhat fat at times for jokes. Esme's legs may seem to long or something, because they almost bend a little inward, while her jaw slightly goes to the left, but she can eat and do stuff fine. She also has two piercings in each ear, but usually they have fake gauges in them, or just some golden ones. They tend to change. She may wear plastic brackets - up to nine on each arm - that say band names, have My Little Pony stuff on it, or just something interesting.
Personality: Esme may seem a little different from other werewolves. The feeling of being a loner is strong, because for one, she hates crowds, and hates having others depend on her. If someone does, she fears of letting them down. It may be weird, but she can't disappoint others, no matter how simple the task. As well, once she's said something aloud that might rage others or something, even if it just an argument, she will stick to it, no matter what. It she lets who ever it is gain what she has, she'll feel disappointed in herself. There seems to be a battle going on in herself when it comes to things like that, even if she wants to give up, she'll keep pushing just to try and show others she's strong. It is a constant things it seems.
But she isn't that grumpy or rude - well, usually. Esme is kind to others, sometimes. It may be the way someone comes to her, or something, but she can be kind. Around friends, she will probably joke around, and even act funny. Maybe making faces, weird sounds, or acting perhaps perverted, as a joke, of course. She may say something like, "Mmmm, boobies!" or something along the lines. Around strangers, she may be nice, well to some. When the person doesn't look like a bitch to her, she'll be nice, but if they do, she'll be very defensive. But she seems defensive against almost all guys. Weird, how she likes passing as a guy, yet when it comes to one coming close, it makes her want to go wolf, and snap at them. But she manages to keep her feelings under control and be kind to them.
History: Being born to two werewolves, with her father in the military, was somewhat hard. They always moved, even when she was a baby. When she was old enough and started to be able to shift, her parents tried to convince her it was bad. They seemed to always look out the windows whenever someone came close to the house. She didn't understand, so she just acted like a wolf most of the time. But she quickly learned to keep it a secret from everyone. Her father turned into a wolf during his work when someone got in an argument and attacked him. Some guy came to Esme's house saying that he was missing, and possibly killed by a wolf. Her mother cried, and asked if the wolf was dead, which the man replied yes. Esme was confused somewhat, though.
After making the man leave, she pulled Esme close, looking into her eyes. "That is why you can't expose yourself, Esme. They'll kill you if you do." After that, she decided not to shift, for anyone. The only time she did was in her room, at a young age, of course. Esme's mother never shifted anymore, never. All she did was pace around the house, muttering words. About three months later, they moved again. But instead of staying humans, Esme's mother decided that they were to live as wolves. So, they moved to Canada, and joined a pack of real wolves. But, unfortunately they were the omegas. They weren't treated to well, and her mother got nipped at to much it seemed.
But Esme liked the pack. At the age of twelve in human years, she had adjusted well to the wolf life. She rarely changed into human, only when really needed. Her mother was now a normal member of the pack, and Esme was as well. The pack had grown to be ok with them, though some of the older wolves still had a distaste for them. The alpha was replaced by his son, though. And it went down hill for Esme. He chose her mother to be his alpha female, and started to try to rule over Esme more than he already was. Esme didn't rebel though, because she didn't want anything bad to happen to her or her mother. The she-wolf just started to go somewhat loner, but always returned. Her adopted wolf father would always punish her when she returned, but it was ok for her. It was worth running away like that. But she found out it wasn't always.
After she ran away for three days, she returned to find the alpha with a new mate. Esme quickly tried to find her mother, but to no avail. Getting defensive, she would attack other pack mates that gave her a problem. She was only fourteen, but she felt much older. When she turned fifteen, she finally went to the alpha to question him, after working up her courage. But he kept beating around the bush, until she snapped in his face. He admitted to killing her mother because she wouldn't quadrate to getting Esme a mate.
After that, she ran away and lived as a loner wolf, until she turned eighteen. She somehow managed to get a job that paid ok, and was able to afford a small apartment. At the age of twenty, she decided that she needed to be half. So, at night she usually went out as a wolf in the woods, and during the day she was human. But she quickly found out the problems of being a 'werewolf'. There were hunters. They knew about her kind. But that also told her something else - there were others like her. She had thought it was only her, but the hunters somehow managed to make her a little happy. But a year later, she is still going wolf by night and human by day.
[/size]Body Desciption: As a wolf, it wouldn't seem to be her. But it is Esme. She is a white wolf, with some gray mixed in here and there. Mainly the gray is right under her golden eyes, on her back - it then twists down to her paws. Her tail has gray mixed in on the top, along with the tip of her tail. Her paw pads are coal black, along with her nose. She is somewhat smaller than a normal wolf, but just as powerful. She has muscles under her pelt that seem to rippled when she walks. As a wolf, she also has her dog collar on, which seems to just fit.
