Name:
Kaito Argent -He is just called Kaito. His last name, Argent, means silver, which is ironic for his species.
Race:
werewolfAge: He stopped his aging process at
22, but he is a good deal older. He probably won't tell you his actual age, though.
Physical Description:
Human appearance: Kaito has a strong, narrow, mature face with powerful features. His big, striking eyes can be intimidating, with a narrow almolnd shape and a thick black lash. One of his eyes is a bright blue, while the other holds a deep red color. He has gentle, full lips, and when he smiles, he has that gentle, older brother look that makes him sweet and respectable looking. He has thick, dark brunette layered hair. The longest layer falls to about his midneck. He has low lights in his hair that are near black, and highlights that are a golden color. He has a lean, muscled body, with broad shoulders and a strong figure. His torso is coated in scars, though he's never yet revealed where they came from. He is about five feet elleven inches tall and stands very proud. Even in human form, he has the dangerous sort of aura of a wolf.
Wolf Appearance: Kaito is a tall, lean wolf. He seems to be built more for speed than strength, but he happens to be increadibly strong as well. He has long, strong legs and a narrow body. His pelt is tricolor, being black at its base, dark brown in the middle, and highlighted with a golden. The fur on his face is majorly black, as well as the fur on his legs. The tip of his tail is white, and he also has a white patch on his chest. Like in his human form, one of his eyes is light blue, while the other is a deep red. He looks intimidating, but has a patient expression.
Mate: None. He doesn't seem to pursue many women, and seems to be in no rush to find his love.
At first, Kaito seems to be quiet and dark, the kind of person you wouldn't want to approach and start talking to. He's mature and responsible, and seems to be a strong supporter of authority. As intimidating as he looks, he's actually very kind. His smile gives him an aura of the type of person you'd want to respect, but he actually has a very subordinate personality. He listens to directions very well, but when nessiary, he takes charge, and is a perfect leader. He would never attack without a full understanding of a situation, and has practiced for years to keep his emotions in check. He's great at waiting, and doesn't seem to be in much of a rush to do anything without assesing the situation.
He doesn't keep many personal items besides his clothes, a few antique (and good condition) daggers, and a long chain with a small harmonica on the end. that he keeps around his neck. The harmonica still works after all the years he's had it.
His original pack had been murdered by werewolf slayers when he was only two. One of the women of the group of hunters took pity on his helpless form, and convinced her companions that he could be used to sniff out other werewolf packs and get the inside on pack's weakness. He was raised to hunt along side the group, but he was always looked down upon and not trusted. By the time he was fifteen, he had become powerful enough, and took his chance to snag the revenge of his pack, and spared only the female that had spared him. He took his own path after, and traveled as a sort of 'lone wolf' for years and years, lying low and getting involved with few people. He's trying to make a settled life in Lindville, as he's growing tired of migration.
