I'm in! Here's my humble contribution of a born-were character! Let me know what you think and if you approve Meister89! Also, I agree with Nighteyes, the main wolf(at the very least) who's embarking on this mission to reunite everyone should have a public home and a more secluded haven type home away from humans for transformation purposes.
Looks 20-21; In-Game logic makes her age 56-66 years(did I math that right? 10x as slow after 16?).Gender:
She's got a sweetheart's face that's surrounded by a bevy of flyaway chestnut hair. And even whilst in human form, her hazel eyes maintain a wildness about them that simply cannot be denied attention. Whilst on two feet she's a whopping 5'4 and has always loathed it. Still fairly young for her kind, Amber's quite the social creature, and when she goes out she tends to favor close-knit leggings, oversized tunics, loose, off-the-shoulder sweaters, gauzy blouses, wide, carved-leather belts and cuffs, and highly breathable fabrics that are easily disposed of. There are few possessions Amber considers precious and irreplaceable, as her personality leans toward trends more on whim of personal taste than anything. However, there is one important thing that never leaves her person(or wolf), and that is an ornately braided necklace with a turquoise the size of a robin's egg set at the center. Cords of various substances and thicknesses make it up, so to say the talisman looking piece be one thing or the other is neigh impossible, although several things about it can be easily deduced; it is old, older than Amber. It is strong. It has wolf in it. And it is the most precious thing she owns. Wolf Fur Color:
Amber boasts a pelt of rick, deep mahogany brown fur. When the sunlight hits her coat, the underlying patches of auburn highlight through.Personality:
A joker. A fiery dame. A good time all around! Although overtly feminine, fairly whimsical, and undeniably queer in attitude, this vibrant ball of fur and skin is in no way a domesticated pet to be taken advantage of or trifled with; sharp teeth lay behind those rosebud lips, and razor claws are but a roil of skin away from shredding an offender's face to bloody ribbons... And she's got the scars to prove it. Unmated and not real big on dating in general means all her battles, both large and small, are most often fought alone, whether they're between rogue wolves like herself during moonlit runs, or during day to day human affairs. Despite being a spitfire at her core, Amber is for all intense purposes a fairly sweet woman. Dead clever too. Those heightened Were senses come with her pretty package of course; smell, hearing, taste, and even venom. In either form, her step denotes an acrobat's grace with the all the fleetness of a back alley mutt.Back Story:
Born a wolf, Amber's blood kin had long ago shunned her from their midst due to insubordination. She refused to be mounted by a male she considered inferior, one that'd held sway amongst a small collection of wolves that had banded together for a small period back when she was still with her parents. Due to the older male's influence, the would-be community she'd grown up in had shunned her viciously, considering her a misfit unsupportive of their survival with too foul a temperament, and one that was unable and unwilling to perform her duty for the community's so called alpha. In truth, the Were had haunted her in human form near constantly, and when he thought her defenseless, clubbed her in order to take what he thought was his; unfortunately for the pitiful would-be alpha, Amber was full of hellfire, fury, and quick as a snake strike. She slashed open one of his ankles, nearly severing the Achilles tendon and ruining him. That night, she took one thing with her, and that was her grandfather's necklace that her mother kept...
On her own, Amber found life easier to manage. Survival wasn't tough as a wolf, nor on her own, but when the craving for company overtook her, Amber traveled the cities in search of a means to support herself amongst the humans. Against the odds, the lass turned her and the nature of her kind into a fairly lucrative business. Like most, it started small, but it quickly grew in notoriety and popularity. That business was(is) a quick, fully guaranteed delivery service she likes to call Fleet'n'Fancy Free Delivery. Be it packages or missives, important notices such as proposals or death threats, this wily wolf wasn't(and still isn't) above turning down a parcel. Being the sole employee, Amber found her business effortless to move whenever she was ready for a change of scenery. Still unsatisfied with seeing what she's seen, Amber travels often, and never without a stock of business cards.Ons and Offs:
A full O/O list can be found here.
However, if you're lazy, I can just list some things so you know what my no-no zones and yes-yes areas are:
No bodily fluids other than naturally occurring lubricants. No full out rape. No butt stuff, no vore, no necro, no barbs. Yes hairy men, yes bites and scratches and mild violence, yes restraints and toys, yes mind/power play. Curious or concerned? Just ask. Courtesy is key!