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Name: Draconis
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Age (appearance, not actual): mid-late twenties
Birthday/sign:
Species: Wolf-shifter
Hair: Black as night, just past his shoulder-blades, straight but spiky layered, like a cross/blend of this and this. He always wears it down.
Eyes: Amber, lighter on the outside and darker on the inside til it fades to black in a wolf-like iris Like This
skin-tone: slightly tanned
Weight: average
Height: tall
Body: He has a tall lean frame, broad shoulders, defined abs and overall muscle-tone. Not a body-builder, but a form that screams “I am a dangerous predator”
Weapon(s): His wolf form, a long thin sword
Markings: he has some small scars on his arms and legs, but nothing that really stands out
Jewelry: none
Clothing styles: he likes to look dangerous and intimidating. Leather, jeans, tailored shirts, trench-coat, usually all in black but sometimes he’ll wear emerald or dark violet or indigo or dark blue, all dark colors nothing pastel or neon or happy. Spikes are acceptable, chains, fishnet, and collars are most definitely not. Boots.
Make-up: none
Other form(s): He’s a large black wolf, perhaps a bit bigger than a large lion. Same eyes as his human form.
Turn-ons: certain toned of voice, curves, full breasts (not big, not small, he likes ‘em just right), soft lips and skin, gentle/subtle feminine scents, little black dresses, chicks in battle gear or leather, especially in small tight spaces. Also, he likes glasses, and sexy librarians are sexy.
Family: he refuses to talk about his past, including family
Relationships: none, yet, but he is close friends with Celes the Vampire-Elf, Meganna the Witch, Bunny the Morph Magi, and Yamoori the Dragon-shifter.
Personality: He is more wolf than man, before he joined his ragtag crew of friends he was a loner by choice. His witty sarcasm keeps people at bay, and his sharp voice can command almost anyone. If he’s in a bad mood he can growl and snap even in human form, and his insults can wound deeply. He notices quite a lot more than others, mainly because of his keen eyesight and sense of smell, but also his years spent observing from afar. He sometimes sleeps outside with Bunny, under her tree, other times he’ll join his other friends indoors. He likes participating in fights for money (or information) as he rarely loses and it gets him what he needs. He doesn’t trust easily, but he’s not overly worried about turning his back either because he’ll sense you and rip off your arm before you can stab him in the back. He’s not much of a flirt, though that’s not to say he’s bad at it, more like he doesn’t bother often. He can charm a woman to bed with little effort on his part, so he saves flirting for the few females he meets that seem more realistic than the bimbos and ex-prom queens that usually flirt with him. He’s also a great strategist when he needs to be, and when Celes needs a second-in-command to play leader it’s him.