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Name: Tyrent (Ty for short)
Gender: Male
Mate: none
Offspring: none
Rank: officer
Opinions: “Unless you can find some sort of loyalty, you cannot find unity and peace in your active living”
Eye Color: Bluish purple
Hair Color: Black
Skin color: Tanish orange with purple
Background: Tyrent grew up not in the castle but in a far off tribe out in the unknown Territory. He was raised in a different wa then those who had humans and friends to look after. Although rather cold and hard on the outside he really does have a soft side. His whole life until adult hood when he was made to leave the tribe he trained in war and protection. His skills are definitely in the air. although he noticed the warrior he faced against wanted to fight on land. Unlike her he flew while he fought it was eaisier and made him better. The tattoos he wears represent his loyalty to the Tribe. Although all in all he has abandoned them for Clan life he simply couldnt bring himself to cut off completely. and by removing the tattoos he would be doing just that. The birth mark on his stomach is a family trait passed down from his father to him...his sister even bares the mark.

Location at the moment: At the Castle(After Werewolf event )

A strange new place

Looking at the castle he couldnt believe it. His tribe had rumored about the Eternal Night castle. He hadnt believed them. But here he was. It was tradition in his tribe that males at mature age leave or challenge for a higher position. He was determined to train hard to beat his father. But where to do it that his father couldnt see. Here seemed perfect.

Moving up the steps shadows splayed out before him. HE knocked. a petite woman answered the door. She smiled and he glared. "Tyrent..." he said in a grunt. "Im staying here"

She simply smiled and nodded opening the door wider.

And that was the begining of the end for tyrent.