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Your Username
ShadoWolf77

Your Name
Kaira Taliesin

What do you look like?
Kaira has long dark hair that usually gets in her way but is sometimes trapped in a ponytail at the top of her head. Her eyes are wild and untamed, a flaring green of untrust and wariness. Her lips, rouged red from innumerable nights in the cold forests alone howling her haunting song to her distant silver friend are constantly pulled taught in a hard, world-weary line etched into her face. Her body is like a smooth piece of tanned leather, supple yet sturdy and her body speaks of the mighty battles she has faced while liberating her people.

Your type?
Kaira is a werewolf. Plain and simple. Though that myth about turning at the slightest kiss of moonlight, that's crap. Kaira is a perfect fusion of human and wolf, able to shift her form from animal to human and occasionally halfway between with a simplistic ease of practice.

What happened to you to bring you here?
Kaira has long since fought the battle to liberate the Were from the Fate that has bound them to the haunted forests of the world, reducing her kind to simple fairy-tales and myths. This unbelief has infuriate her, though her efforts to unite the peoples of the Day and the Night (and even uniting the Night itself into a single identity) are beating a high toll on the girl and her spirit. Unfortunately, her small band of freedom fighters has been pushed from her home in a battle, wounding all her soldiers and leaving Kaira herself badly injured and tortured. She barely managed to drag her ragdoll body from the fighting and bandage her deep wounds before she blacked out from blood loss and completely lost all track of time and space in that place. Thankfully a guardian angel saved her from the black abyss and gave her life back. When she awoke, mostly healed, she found herself on the doorstep of the sanctum.

What are you like?
Fighting this "revolution" has called out many creatures of the Darkness out to play and created havoc and chaos throughout the world, and Kaira is one of them. She prefers the hustle and bustle of spontaneity and dearly loathes being tied down to anything in a monotonous schedule. Beware; Kaira has a furiously short temper and is prepared for pretty much anything. Spending life in the forests teaches you to do or die; Kaira is as MacGyver was.

Your brief past.
Brief? Alright. Baby born. War comes. Baby grows up. War becomes reality. Girl fights for unity and freedom as a pacifist. Life perfect. Then raid comes. Parents die. Girl swears revenge. Girl throws away pacifism. Girl becomes woman and commands small group. Group trampled, girl injured. Girl saved. Ends up in the Sanctum.

Anything else.
Short fuse, unceasing brain., and untrusting eyes. Want more? Then meet Kaira.