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|Ful Name|
⌊Fenris⌉
|Alias(s)|
⌊None⌉
|Gender|
⌊Male⌉
|Age|
⌊32⌉
|Race|
⌊Werewolf⌉
|Sexuality|
⌊Heterosexual⌉
|Nationality|
⌊Irish⌉
|Personality|
Wild, feral, and a true hunter, Fenris is nothing but a beast. His eyes tend to follow his prey, be it from hunger or sexual in nature. His wild yellow eyes are great at tracking and will never loose track of his target. Hunger and rage are what fuels him, and revenge, to a certain extent. Fenris is within a word, angry. He doesn't really like anything at all, except the afore mentioned activities. His blood tends to boil around leeches, and he has no qualms in showing his true nature to those around him, even humans. He can be extreamly seductive, especially to human females or femals of his own kind, though it is nothing compared to the seductive powers of the vampires.
When he catches a target, for any reason, he likes to torture them. Inflicting pain upon others allows him to become, in a sense, happy, although happiness isn't actually an emotion that he is capable of, since he is nothing mre than a sociopath. Things like regret, empathy, happiness, love, even kindness, are lost on him. He doesn't understand recieving them, nor giving them. He knows only anger, pain, torture, and sadness. Inflicting agony upon others seems to be the only thing that makes him what one can consider "happy". He also tends to have a great deal of trouble taking orders from others, making him quite a loner. The dysfunctional and almost evil aura he gives off tends to keep most people away from him, unless he feels inclined to company.
|History|
Originally from Ireland, Fenris's family "imigrated" to America, and then later New Crestwood when he was only five years old. Even then, Fenris was a natural hunter. He was born into a family of werewolves, although he himself doesn't seem all that keen on continuing the line. When he was seven, he slaughtered his father, and then later his mother in order to become "Alpha", though there is no pack in question. There are a few other werewolves in New Crestwood, and while they don't run in a pack, persay, Fenris is deffinately above them.
More than once Fenris has landed himself in the local jail on battery and assault charges, but nothing major enough to do more than a years' worth of time. He is seen as the local bad boy though, he has a bike and everything. He tends to hang out at the local hole in the wall and the teenage hangouts. He's a haunt there, usually other people don't even see him unless he's "hunting".
