Database Entry #0049
Name: Alexandria Anderson
Alias: Lex, Lexie
Age: 17
Class: Pup
Appearance: Choppy purple and black hair often falls into her face, done in chunky layers and not passing an inch above her shoulders. Her eyes are cool blue, while her dark brows are pierced twice on each side by barbells, the ones on the edge slightly smaller than the other. The trend is carried over to her ears, both having studs at the lobe and three rings piercing the upper cartilage along the curve of her ears. Her eyes are lined heavily in black, but otherwise she leaves make-up alone. Black sunglasses are often perched on her nose, be it day or night.
She wears a worn looking black jean jacket, lined with fleece on the inside to keep warm at night. A black wife-beater is worn underneath that, along with ripped jeans of the same color. Her feet are protected by tough hiking boots. All of her worldly possessions are carried on the shabby pack on her back.
Wolven Appearance:
Personality: Untrusting and nearly feral, she's new to the world of lycans and has trouble accepting what has happened to her. She is reluctantly beginning to hang around known lycan spots, but she's very wary.
Brief History: Lex was born in New York and lived, until recently, with her single mother in an apartment that was only slightly above standards of the projects. The older Lexie got, like most teenagers, the more her mother and she clashed, not helped by her mother’s bad habits of drinking away their rent money and bringing home strange men. Her life there ended as she ran out with a few things one night and didn't look back.
She was on the streets for only a few nights before she got caught in-between a scuffle that was happening with two lycans. She simply got in their way as they tore and bit at each other, and it was her bad luck that the smaller lycan ran into her as it was trying to flee from the larger. She escaped with a few scratches and one nasty bite from the larger lycan as it tried to take a swipe at the other lycan, and counted herself lucky, until she discovered her curse. She has only been living with it for several months and has been lurking on the outskirts of lycan society recently, knowing she has to join in for protection soon but equally afraid and untrusting of the creatures that she's become apart of.
Weapons: Lex carries a straight razor for protection.
ID Number; 10735
