Name: Zzeill Crytuf
Age: 23
Apperance:(human) In human form she stands about 5'5" tall with long black hair that hangs to the base of her back. Cold bule eyes and a plaeish skin tone are some noticeable outward features, but the most noticable is the long scar running across her face, from above the right eye brow, across the bridge of her nose and ending just under the eye on her left cheek. Usually wears a long black jacket and top hat, though the clothes under this change now and then.
Werewolf:
Black fur.
Personality: She tends to keep to herself, only letting a few people close after what happened in her other pack. She really tries to keep awya from humans, though she finds this hard and is getting quite used to it. Though she does indeed keep to herself she has a strong personality, dominant in a manner. Being born a werewolf she has a natural sence of strenght and power. Though she is this way, she will respect an Alpha if there is one present. In wolven form she become feral and more wolf like, though she does retain the intelligence of human form, making her more deadly than most wolves.
Habits: She doesnt have many, except she like to read peoples personalitys, studying humans and werewolves alike and collecting information like one collects friends.
Hobbies: She is an excellent Violinest, using her wolven hearing to place exact and finly tuned note to the strings. She is also an artist, speciallizing in the drawing of fantasy and dragons.
History: She was born in Los Angelas California to a family of werewolves, causeing her to be one without the pains of going through being bitten as some many others have. Being rasied by her parents she learned the basics of both human and wolven life... she took the the wolven life faster, but grudingly took on a more human personality to please the pack and to fit in in human life around them. At the age of 20 she picked a fight with the Alpha female due to causes she has yet to reveil. It that skirmish the alpha female pulled a silver bladed dagger with a special hilt so she could hold it and slashed the scar into Zzeill's face. It would never fully heal and now she sports the scar in shame, for not long after that she was kicked out and banned. Moving on she went to San Diego to live, keeping to herself mostly. She has been living there for three years and has yet to contact the local pack leader.
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