Appearance(Werewolf):
Appearance(Human):
Race:
Werewolf/Human mix
Gender:
Male
Personality:
Lucas prefers to stay on his own, living in the forests, like most of his kind. He doesn’t usually stay in one place for very long, either. At least, he didn’t used to. Now he’s found a large enough forest to stay and hide in, he’s decided to make himself comfortable. Sure, there’s a village with humans nearby, but he can feed himself, and hide well enough to avoid too much suspicion. He can be a bit of a softy, which is part of the reason he avoids others; no reason to go headlong into trouble, after all.
He likes wide, open spaces, and can’t stand being indoors. He prefers to have a challenge when hunting for food, and avoids eating humans. (Sometimes they’re far too easy to catch.) His soft spot won’t allow him to eat young creatures, like children, cubs, and chicks. Being around a lot of people, whether human or other werewolves, makes him uncomfortable, so he’s avoided joining any packs, and even left his own as soon as he could hunt for himself. He tends to be very territorial of his new forest, chasing off anyone he doesn’t want there.
History:
Lucas was born in a werewolf pack, but couldn’t find himself fitting in very well. So, as soon as he could hunt on his own, he left. For the most part, he travelled on his own, looking for a place to stay; where he could hide from humans and hunt for himself. He just believed he’d be better off on his own.
Once, though, there was a little girl wandering through his forest. He didn’t notice anything until he found her being attacked by a group of thugs. They didn’t usually come through his forest. That, plus the fact that they were attacking a young girl, a child, made him upset. So he dealt with the thugs; he didn’t like attacking humans, but at least he didn’t eat these ones; just chased them off. When he looked back to see if the girl was alright; she had already passed out.
He figured he had already done enough, and almost walked away. But it was a child, out in the middle of the woods, with wild animals, and possibly other thugs. He picked her up, and followed her scent back to what he assumed to be her house. Hopefully the parents either were out, looking for her, or heavy sleepers. He tucked her into what he hoped was her bed and left, hurrying back to his own forest.
Afterwards, he made sure to do a quick patrol of his forest. He couldn’t allow thugs to think they were safe there; they needed to be dealt with. He continues to do random patrols, scaring off anyone that dared to enter his woods. He had to keep his territory safe, after all.
