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Drusilla Moon

"Maybe there are no real heroes."

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a character in “Beyond Our Wall”, as played by tigerz

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N A M E
Drusilla Moon
"The True Alpha"
Drew for short

A G E
19(physical); 29(actual)

G E N D E R
Female

S E X U A L I T Y
Demisexual; Biromantic

S P E C I E S
Werewolf

R A N K
True Alpha/Lone Wolf

L O C A T I O N
Outside wall; On the run




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H E I G H T
5'5

W E I G H T
112 lbs

E Y E S
Drew's eyes seem to be her most noted feature. They appear as light pools of crystal blue that seem to enchant everyone they encounter when she is in her human form. Currently as a werewolf, they darken in hue and seem to have a light glow about them though once she takes on her role as alpha they will turn blood red.

H A I R
Her hair is easily described as being a wild mess since she ran away from her pack. Her wavy hair became greasy and matted and has lately been forming into thin dreadlocks from not really having a brush in the woods.

A P P E A R A N C E
One could go on about how beautiful Drew is with her long flowing waves of blonde hair, striking blue eyes, gentle curves and athletic shape but let's be realistic here. She's been on the run living in the woods for 10 years without common luxuries unless she steals from a hunter or human stupid enough to leave the city. Obviously she isn't going to look fresh faced and model ready. Her hair is matted and forming into wavy dreads from rarely being able to find a brush. It's a miracle her teeth are even clean at this point though that's thanks to getting lucky and being able to steal enough baking soda to last awhile. She generally has a dirty appearance to her with multiple scars and scrapes along her body. She has multiple claw marked scars across her body but the most noted ones are all along her left arm from covering herself against her brother. She also has a tattoo on her right forearm to symbolize her pack.

S T Y L E
Drew dresses like someone who just stepped out of the apocalypse which completely makes sense considering she lives on her own in the wild. Her clothes have a certain warrior feel to them that suits her. She also is always seen with her two swords strapped across her back that seem more like machetes from their size.




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P E R S O N A L I T Y
Leader 0 Protective 0 Abrasive 0 Headstrong 0 Guarded

Leader. Drew is a natural born leader even if she doesn't want to be. She's just able to easily ignite a fire in people and get them to follow her. There's a reason she's the true alpha of her pack. Though what's most important, is that she's the kind of leader that doesn't care about power. She's one of the few selfless ones.

Protective. Call it natural werewolf instincts. Drew just feels a maternal protectiveness towards those she interacts with and there's nothing she can do about it. She's the kind of person to use herself as a human shield for a bullet after just meeting someone.

Abrasive. Despite how charming she can be, Drew can be a bit tough to love at times. She keeps everyone at a safe distance and has an abrasive outer shell about it. She's completely blunt about how she feels about people giving her a slightly rude vibe though it's not like she cares. She simply says what she feels and doesn't apologize for it.

Headstrong. Drew may seem like the perfect leader. Loyal and kind. A great sense of tactical knowledge. Unbelievably charming and brave but she obviously has faults because no one is perfect like how she's about as stubborn as an ox. She's undeniably headstrong and it's next to impossible to get her to change her mind though she will still way her options.

Guarded. Well, can you really blame her for this one? Drew spent her entire life being lied to and her own twin brother wants her dead. Not to mention she's been on the run for ten years. It seems pretty realistic that Drew has a bit of a hard time being emotionally vulnerable with anyone at this point.




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Q U I R K S
Biting Lip. Not a sexual thing in any way. Drew just bites her lip when she's thinking. Totally normal and not seductive at all.
Cracking Knuckles. Simply put, Drew cracks her knuckles whenever she's nervous.
Lighter. Drew has an odd fascination with a lighter she found a few years back. She's constantly flipping it open and closed whenever she feels bored or gets distracted.
Smoking. A rare occurrence for someone who lives in the woods but Drew does get lucky so often with the hunters that she loots from. She's lucky to get a pack, a cigar, or maybe something for a pipe. Sometimes it's nice to have something to take the edge off.

L I K E S
Swords; Fire; Nature; Dirt against bare feet; Music; Dancing under the moonlight; Freedom; Cigarettes; Cigars; Alcohol; Deer; Hunting; Watching the sunset

D I S L I K E S
The old ways; The hunters; Cato; Her pack; Full Moons; Guns; Silver; Wolvesbaynes; The mantle of power; The gods; Romulus; The humans that casted her people out

F E A R S
The Hunters. Drew had lived through their tyranny when her pack had been thrown from their homes. She fears what they are capable of and what may soon come.
Full Moon. There's no greater pain than when Drew is controlled by the beast inside her.
Becoming Alpha. Drew does not desire leadership or power over her pack. She fears what would become of her if she were to what must be done to become alpha.




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P O W E R
Blood Magic. They say it was the magical blood gifted by the Lunar goddess that turned Romulus and Remus into wolves. Twins of the pack are seen as direct descendants of Romulus and Remus with the one to take on the mantle of alpha having the potent magical blood of Romulus as he was most favored by all the gods. Since Drew is the true alpha of the moon pack, she has said blood coursing through her veins. This not only makes her the strongest of her pack, but also with the possibly to perform magical acts by simply spilling her own blood as a power source. It's rumored that it could even be used to turn more werewolves though this has never been tested.

T A L E N T S
Werewolf Physiology. Drew is a pure blood werewolf and Descendant of one of the first and most powerful werewolves in history. She has all the perks of being a werewolf. Supernaturally enhanced physical condition and senses, shifting to a from a wolf at will, partial transformation, fast healing and decreased aging.
Survival. She's manages to survive alone in the woods for 10 years without getting caught. No one knows where she is though some are more determined than others to find her.
Combat. Her and her brother her highly trained in the art of combat since the day they could walk. Drew has had the privilege to study and master many different forms that have been used to her advantage in keeping from getting caught.
True Alpha. Despite the facade that her brother has created, Drew is the true alpha and leader of her pack. She holds the power of Romulus and favor of the gods and all else that comes with such gifts.
Magic. Drew knows nothing of just how much her new found magic can do but it is still a talent and strength that she holds.

F L A W S
Full Moon. Drew is fortunate enough to be of pure blood descent where she has control over her wolf and can call upon it at will. Though every werewolf is subject to the full moon and she loses all sense of control when the moon is at it's apex and her savage beast takes full reigns of control.
Leadership. She may be the true alpha of her pack, but Drew does not desire such a position. She wants no part in being a leader even if she's meant for it. She can not bring herself to come to power knowing what it would mean.
Silver & Wolvesbayne. Silver is a deadly weakness to both Werewolves and Vampires along with wolvesbayne being able to weaken a werewolf's abilities. Enough of the flower could possibly even kill a wolf.
Cato. Drew's greatest weakness over silver. Despite every move that he's made against her and his ever growing hate for her... Drew still loves him and refuses to do what needs to be done because she can't bare to kill the person she loves more than anything in the world. Who knows what would happen to her if his blood was on her hands once more.




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H I S T O R Y
The twins had been of rare sight. The twins had always been born as brothers resembling that of their creators yet for the first time... a girl had been born as a Moon to fight for the honor of alpha. Drusilla Moon. First of her kind and seen as a joke sent upon the gods for what was to come. Drusilla was never well received amongst her pack the way her brother Cato was though she still trained just the same as he if not more. Drusilla desired to prove her worth and trained with every opportunity in how to fight along with sharpen her mind in strategy and philosophy thanks to her mentor and beta of the pack, Marcus. Though Marcus always showed more favor towards Cato, Drusilla took this as a lesson to become harder and stronger.

She never felt envy towards her brother. He was her light at the end of the tunnel and only family she interacted with as she was ripped from her parents arms for training as a child. She saw Cato as a capable man but also a sweet boy that would pick her flowers during hunting trips. If only she weren't so blinded by false love.

The war between humans that called themselves hunters and supernaturals dragged on. Cato and Drusilla were nearing the age of 18 to be ready to turn and Cassius would soon be onto his final breathe. The twins trained harder than before to secure their place though they knew nothing of the secrets being held by them. While every member and outsider new the true tale of Romulus and Remus and what it took to become alpha, the twins were the only ones in the dark of such tale. They would spend their days hearing only of proving their worth though not of the blood that would be spilled. This was done to strengthen the bond between siblings like their ancestors before power triumphed kin. They also believed they twins would choose not to fight if they learned such fate. That was until Marcus broke the rules...

Cato and Drusilla had turned 18 and the ceremonies soon began. Others their age fought to earn those place while outsiders fought to join a pack of worth during hard times and dwindling numbers against the hunters and their advanced weapons. Though the twins would not get to experience the spectacles just yet. They waited below the arena as Marcus made the decision to visit both of them. He told each the truth in hopes it might change the outcome and fix their ways. But it didn't work.

The crowd roared as the twins stepped onto the sands of the arena from opposing sides. They wore specially fashioned armor like their Roman ancestors and each chose the weapon they spent nearly their whole life training with. Drusilla fought with dual gladius' while Cato had chose a gladius and large shield. They stared each other down from across the arena though Drusilla was the only one to appear nervous. The match began and Cato did not hesitate to strike his sister with as much strength as possible while she was barely able to defend herself. Something about him seemed different. He wasn't the sweet boy from her fantasies anymore. He was something far worse. Something she never noticed until it was too late.

Their fight dragged on as Drusilla struggle to defend herself. Cato had her on sheer brute strength though Drusilla had the better skill if she weren't holding back so much. He kept attacking and drawing blood as his eyes began to change and he grew stronger. Though he wasn't the only one. Drusilla's eyes began to change as well as she found a new strength to knock away Cato's shield though it wasn't enough as he knocked her to the ground and hit one sword from her hand before the other.

His hand came up for one final blow just as his eyes began to change to pools of blood and a growl that could be mistaken for a roar shook the entire arena and Drusilla came suddenly charging up with bared claws straight into her brothers stomach. She stood before him now and felt a sudden burst of power course through her as her eyes began to change to red though her brother's changed as well. His shifted from red, to yellow, to blue, to a deathly white. Drusilla realized she was killing him and let go only to have her red eyes fade away to blue. A color never scene before.

What happened after, Drusilla doesn't remember. Just that she found herself out of the Roman camp her pack had created in the woods and that she was now on the run and has been ever since. She refuses to go back and do what needs to be done. She will not kill her own brother for power. She has signed shed the veil of Drusilla Moon, true alpha to the Lupus De Luna pack. Instead she is just Drew, lone wolf for a decade evading capture at every turn and wanting absolutely nothing to do with this ridiculous revolution the supernaturals have been whispering about. She doesn't want to fight for a lost cause and she certainly doesn't want anyone looking to her as a leader. Well that was until she decided to save a hybrid from some hunters and had her whole world changed...




F C: Eliza Taylor 0 H E X: 00548C 0 U S E R Tigerz 0 C S Tigerz

So begins...

Drusilla Moon's Story

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Character Portrait: Drusilla Moon Character Portrait: Lilith Constantin

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One second a man was standing over a helpless girl with a gun while two others watched with enjoyment... And the next a head of blonde hair came speeding in like a bullet to tackle the man to the ground like a linebacker sacking a quarter. You could hear his bones snapping as he hit the ground and the blonde knocked the gun as far away from his hand as possible. Now just two more to go.

It could've just been a normal day of hunting. It could've if Drew hadn't decided to play hero for a girl she never met. It better be worth making her miss her deer. The man she tackled was still on the ground but she wasn't an idiot. He'd be back for another go soon enough. She could smell his vampire blood and hear his bones slowly reforming. Drew was going to have to act quickly then.

The two reacted as slow as slow as Drew expected from humans. They came at her from opposing sides clearly not coming up with a usable strategy against her. The girl with the short blonde hair cracked her whip in Drew's direction but Drew was all too prepared and ducked down. The man coming from her other side instead felt the tip of the whip slash at his cheek and he blurted out a few choice words at the huntress.

Drew took advantage of this moment of distraction to use her supernatural speed to pop up behind the male hunter and strike him down with a hard knee to the back and a kick to the head. That should keep him down while she took care of the annoying blonde and her silver tipped whip. The girl smirked at her and she made another crack of her whip and Drew braced herself. She put up her arm to block her face and the whip wrapped around her forearm and drew blood.

It was immensely painful but Drew gritted her teeth and pushed through by grabbing the whip with her free hand and tugging to launch the girl towards her and loosen her grip. Drew then came charging towards her with a punch to the gut followed by two to the jaw to knock her down. Drew finally dropped the whip to the ground allowing her arm to finally beginning healing at a rapid rate. Now she just had the leader left and she could finally be done playing hero.

Speak of the devil, the leader finally got up to face her. Drew couldn't help but smirk as they both got into a fighting stance. He wasn't human. Drew cold smell his vampire blood the entire time but at least that meant he wouldn't be too easy to fight. But it wasn't like she'd need her sword anytime soon. Drew's eyes flashed blue for a brief moment before the two clashed at each other moving at intense speeds as they struck back and forth landing good hits and combinations on the other.

Drew eventually grew board and hit him hard enough to knock him back for a bit and wiped up the bit of blood left on her arm. He came after her once more and Drew caught his punch with a smirk as she whispered something in latin and he fell to the ground asleep. She then walked confidently over to the girl they were going after and gave her a hand. "Let's go princess, he won't stay asleep for very long."

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Character Portrait: Drusilla Moon Character Portrait: Lilith Constantin

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Right when Lilith thought she was about to hear the click of the gun that would end her life, a blur of blonde and black crossed her vision, tackling the vampire in front of her to the ground. She released the breath she was holding before realizing that the blur she saw was, in fact, a person, a woman to be exact. Lilith watched for a few moments, watched as the woman who came to her rescue took on the three hunters before her. Although her attention was briefly caught elsewhere, Lilith knew that she had to use this time to dig that bullet out of shoulder if she wanted to begin healing. And that's what she did.

Lilith dug her slender fingers into the small bleeding hole on her shoulder, blinking back tears and holding in painful moans as she did, a few moans still escaping her lips no matter how hard she tried swallowing the pain. As the battle happened around her, Lilith kept digging until her fingers touched the bullet instantly sending a burning pain up her hand. With her other hand, she dug into the dirt, trying to cope with the pain however she could. Once she pulled the bullet out the wound began to heal, not instantly but fast enough that by the time the fight was over the bullet hole was scarring up.

By this point things had gotten pretty quiet around her, hearing one last hard thud before her rescuer helped her to her feet. That's when Lilith realized just how drained and still woozy she felt. She still needed blood to recover and she did ponder the thought of draining one of these hunters, for a split second but Lilith pushed it to the back of her head. It didn't feel right to her.

Lilith tilted her head to look at the blonde who was now helping her walk. She honestly didn't know what to say, I mean a simple thank you wasn't going to be enough, she thought. She just saved her life and those two little words didn't feel like enough to express her gratitude but nonetheless, those two words still found a way to slip out. "Thank you..." her voice came out lower than she intended, weak almost. That's when it hit her. The smell of... wet dog as she'd describe it but by no means was it an insult it's just the only way Lily knew how to describe it. Especially since this was her actual first time meeting one up close and personal. "You're a wolf?" her question was full of curiosity and maybe a bit of awe. For a second Lilith almost forgot all about how weak she felt but then she took a few more steps and that was it, her vision went black. She had passed out and when she woke up it wasn't going to be pretty.