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Name: Anju of the sho o ookami shiro
Nickname|s|: Anju, Ana, three tails
Age: 19
Sex: Female
Sexuality: Bi
Race: sho o ookami shiro means, 'Many tail White wolf'. Just imagine a wolf, whose coat is purely white and whose tail is fluffy and many.
Weapons: In my human form, I rarely fight and thus is why I have but two daggers. But others wise, my god given weapons are enough. You know, fangs and claws.
Biography: I was born to my single tailed mother and my two tailed father, on the night of a full moon. It was considered a lucky omen and my whole life has been based on that moment. Most females of the pack, other then the alphas and betas, have no real purpose. If I had not been born when I was, my parents and I would of been shunned, since only the beta and alpha females are suppose to breed [unless given permission by the alpha]. So in many ways, I was my parents savior. I was raised to be a warrior, even though many said my 'heart was too kind for this world'. I won't pretend that I'm the best warrior or even she-warrior out there, but I can fight with the best of them. Any way our pack have normal wolves along with the 'two legged' wolves. We are brethren and hunt as such.

One day as we were hunting on the hill, something we only did once every 16 sun rises and 15 moon shines, we saw them. The humans and I swear their eyes were ablaze with greed and hunger. The howl was let loose and all knew to be prepared. We knew that the humans couldn't get close to us, but best let all know to be on guard. The humans yelled and cursed out existence. 'Why should you worthless dogs be allowed to set foot onto such a wonderful hills and us, the more deserving ones, only be allowed to stand over 100 measured legs back?' The humans would scream at us and then I was young and easily angered. I said something, and it angered them greatly. 'Watch it you stupid human! If we be but worthless dogs, why are we more worthy to stand here then you? Must because your worth is even lower then the worms!' Flying arrows set on fire came flying towards up almost instantly after the threat died off my lips.

That day many of my friends and family died, two legged and four legged alike perished. I vowed three things that day; That I would control my anger to the best of my ability, I would not let the humans ruin our hill and I would avenge my lost brethren's death.
Personality:I'm as calm as water, sweet as berries and loving as a newly made mother. But that does not mean I cannot be fierce. Push me and I will show you that my bite is far worse then my bite. Also, though wolves are social creatures and we do crave interaction, I do love my space and it would be wise not to mess with me when I need it.
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Other: My human form is used when I need to go into the human towns and get some things. Like if we need to know whats the latest in the human world? They send me. If our clan need human medicine that would sped up a wolf's healing? They send me. I guess you could say I'm like a ninja. Three things give me away in my human form of my true race. My ring, that has an ice blue jewel. If one looks closely, you can see a two legged wolf howling to the moon. This ring was past down in my family for generations. The second thing is my anger. When upset, my voice gets more rough and rugged and also some things happen. Which leads me to the final way to tell. My fangs grow to their normal length, my claws come out and my tails come out in a smaller form [only one tail comes out and it looks more like cat tail then anything] when I'm pissed off too long. But luckily, I can control my anger.

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Name: Rio Vega Gonzalo
Nickname|s|: Rio
Age: I died when I was nineteen years of age but in human years I am two hundred and four years old
Sex: Male, obviously
Sexuality: Sorry fellas, I only deal with the ladies.
Race: Vampire
Weapons: I am my own weapon
Biography: The reason my life ended at such a young age is simple; I lived fast. I was born in japan, though raised in Acapulco, Guerrero, Mexico. My parent's worked themselves to near death trying to dress and clothe me and when I turned 16, I returned the favor. I got caught up with the wrong side of the tracks, gamblers, drug dealers, and those who sold fake IDs. For awhile things were smooth, in fact three years had passed before any real trouble came up. I was eighteen when I met her and I thought of her as my savior. The woman who some how got the police off my back. So when she invited me to come to her place, I agreed. She offered me to be her personal lover and if I said yes, she would send four thousand pesos to my parents. I agreed readily and for a year I lived for only this woman as my parents lived in as many wished they could. By this time I knew she was a vampire and didn't care about that minor fact. I loved her and I thought she felt the same. My world came crashing down, however, when she grew tired of me and tried to kill me. She ran from her formal lover and newly made vampire. But in the end, I got my revenge on her.
Personality: The best way to explain my personality would be a bad a**. I leave when I please and do as I please. I guess you could say I'm a player; though I don't like to play with woman's hearts. Is it my fault that woman fall easily for me? I can be aggressive and impatient at times but normally I am a nice person. I love to tease and I can't help be being physical. Don't want to be touched? Don't come near me.
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Other: My likes? Woman, dark spaces, heights, rain, outside, Sex. My dislikes? Mud, Reality tv, Bond movies, small cars, weak alcohol

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Name: Azura Chiyemi Elmes
Nickname|s|: Call me Ace
Age:18
Sex: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Race: Werewolf
Weapons: Prefers knives since they are easier to hide. Rare when she hides an actually blade under her tongue [since its highly uncomfortable when it rubs against her tongue ring] and even more rare for her to carry a guns
Biography: Born and raised in England, I can't say my childhood was especially difficult. I grew up in a normal pack and all was well. That is until that dreadful fire happened when I was nothing but sixteen. My pack rushed out to help, since we believed in helping our fellow wolves. The pups, myself included, was left with the den mother until all was over. But days had past until word caught up to us; the alpha had been killed. This also meant that everyone else, along with our beloved alpha, were gone as well. Us being young and many, and the den mother on wits end and hungry, we did what we thought best. We fled. I some how ended up on Tokarev soil after two years and was accepted after telling my story. Two years on my own has been tough, but now I have a place where I belong
Personality:The best way to explain my personality would be; complicated. Honestly, some days I could be the coldest thing you would never wish to encounter, some days I'm the warmest person you would ever hope to meet while the rest of the days I'm in the middle. True, I am a flirt but damn who isn't? I'm a tom boy but I do have my girly side. Sometimes I am completely anti-social while the next I am the life of the party. I love physical contact but touch me without my permission or at least being one of those I trust and your a** will be on the ground.
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Name: Michael Daniels
Nickname|s|: None
Age: I died when I was twenty-one years of age but in human years I am three hundred and thirty years old
Sex: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Race: Vampire
Weapons: I prefer to use a blade; any would do.
Biography: My life as a human was brief. My parents, Lady Ladonna Michelle Daniels Duchess of Lancaster and Sir Francois Daniels duke of Lancaster, were second only to the king himself. We lived a lavished life and so I'm surprised at how well I turned out. My other siblings [all 12 of them] seemed to either be spoiled rotten or ignorant of others outside the kingdom. I, being the eldest, was told that I would take the title of Duke when I turned twenty-two and I was thrilled. From the time I was twelve till I was twenty-one, I made sure to pay good attention to how my father did his duties. I was told often how good of a Duke I'd be and I believed them. I became full of myself and ignored the warnings of the guards as I walked into town and into a local bar. I was on cloud nine and nothing could ruin it. The next thing I knew a beautiful woman came to me and chatted with me the whole night. Charming she was, and when she took my hand I did not objected. Looking back at it, she was playing with me. Letting me stay at her place, boating me up more and giving me all of her. On the fourth night, when I was about to leave, she bit me. I think she meant to kill me, the bite was far more vicious then it needed to be. She ran from her formal lover and newly made vampire. But in the end, I got my revenge on her.
Personality: I am a gentle men when it comes to the ladies; pulling out her chair for her, opening the door and other such things. I am also very playful and one who loves a good joke. I can be serious when the time comes for it but normally I am carefree and easy going. Only when something precious of mine is threaten will I get anger but do not think I am a push over. True, not many have lived to tell about my angry side; but I do get irritated some what easily and so do not press my buttons.
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