Caleb Connors
Werewolf. A bit of a weirdo. Sixteen.
Groups
Caleb Connors stomped in, all frustrated-like.
Caleb Connors stomped in the bar, all frustrated-like.
Caleb Connors sulked in to the bar, all sulkily.
Caleb Connors sat at the bar beside Ty. He was too young to drink, but then he didn't look his age.
Caleb Connors leered at Kasha. He had still been failing in his search for a Mate...
Caleb Connors smirked. "I don't think I will."