[b]Name:[/b] [i][color=cyan]Cassandra "Cass" Woods[/color] |===| [color=khaki]Lyla Kailani[/color][/i]
[b]Age (Prior):[/b] 22
[b]Appearance (Former):[/b]
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[color=khaki][sub]"Fuck. DON'T LOOK!"[/sub][/color]
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[b]Appearance (Current):[/b]
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[color=khaki][sub]"Hehe... Hi."[/sub][/color]
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And since those images don't give a good idea of her appearance, I'll elaborate.

[b]Hair:[/b] White Blonde
[b]Eye:[/b] Brown
[b]Body:[/b] Thin, but fit. Short(ish) Torso, Average Legs.
[b]Skin:[/b] Pale
[b]Height:[/b] 5"6'
[b]Weight:[/b] 127lbs

[color=khaki][sub]"I wish I actually weighed 127lbs..."[/sub][/color]


[b]Race:[/b] Born Lycanthrope
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I couldn't find a good image of a classic 'werewolf' so you'll just have to image this wolf but quite a bit bigger and... humanoid.
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[color=khaki][sub]"Still can't bring myself to look at my reflection when I'm like that."[/sub][/color]

[b]Personality:[/b] Bubbly but a bit shy to new people, Cass tries to make the most out of life. She's constantly trying to see the bright side of things and always trying to find ways to laugh. She's often the one to crack jokes, even if they're at the wrong time. She's not one for taking things lying down and prefers hitting things head on. However, she does have her flaws. Underneath the optimism lies a deeper darker Cass. In truth, she is very insecure. Sure, she makes the most out of everything, but... Do people really like her for her? Is she really needed? Is she loved? Despite the smile she holds on her face, Cass has her moments of weakness. If one watches her enough, they'll find that occasionally she'll stop and stare off into space, a withdrawn look on her face. Someone close to her might be worried, might see the abyss that she drags herself into. She wants to be happy, but can she honestly follow her own advice?

[color=khaki][sub]"Hiya. I'm Cass. Err... uhh... Lyla? Oh whatever, call me... Wolfie. I don't know."[/sub][/color]

[b]Skills:[/b] Cass, as herself, doesn't have too many skills. She can cook pancakes from scratch and knows how to camp because of her background in venturing, the sort of off-brand scouting branch, but she doesn't have much in the way of what she would call 'useful' skills. Lyla though, Lyla is a skilled hunter and carries a bow and a hunting knife with her at all times. As a born Lycanthrope, Lyla has very refined reflexes and a very, very nasty bite. Cass gets some of those skills from Lyla, but it still relatively new to the whole, my body can turn into a fur ball thing. Her body knows what to do, but the beast inside of her can sense her weakness of will and tries with all of it's might to take control. It will take awhile for Cass' body to stop fighting itself on the night of the full moon.

[color=khaki][sub]"Short version: Cass is boring, Lyla is cool."[/sub][/color]

[b]History:[/b] Cass grew up in a healthy home to warm and loving parents and several pets. She never worried for lack of food or clothes and went to a normal public school. Being a particularly average girl, Cass didn't have too many friends. She joined the band and made a few friends there but for the most part her group of friends was small and relatively close knit. She'd rather have few good friends than many shallow ones. She has a scar on her right hip that she got from falling off of the dock at her grandfather's lake house, and a small tattoo of a feather on her ankle, to remember a friend that had passed away her freshman year of high school, taken by a drunk driver of all things. She was still in college, spending her last year to gain her teaching certificate when it happened. 

[color=khaki][sub]"Of course something interesting would happen to me at literally the worst time. It's almost so sad, it's funny."[/sub][/color]

Cass is certainly normal. However, the person she has become is... [i]far[/i] from normal. Lyla grew up in the forests, with her single mother along side her two sisters and brother, all part of the same litter. Their father had left well before their mother had given birth, not wanting to deal with raising them in such a 'cruel world' as Lyla's mother said he put it. Now, Lyla finds herself alone, all of her family already hunted and killed by noblemen. Lyla's mission, before Cass came, was to find these men and get her revenge. She'd planned to take them out one by one, capturing their families and making them watch as she turned them, one family member at a time. Now, Cass sits with a list of names in her pocket, a bow at her back and a dagger in her hand. With no clue as to where or... at this point [i]who[/i] she is. What the hell is going on?!

[color=khaki][sub]"Wouldn't we [i]all[/i] like to know!"[/sub][/color]

[b]Other:[/b] Cass is wearing hunter clothing. It is warm but form fitting and allows her to move quickly and silently without being seen. Her weapons were stolen but the necklace around her neck was give to her by her mother, an heirloom their family passed down. On it, is a symbol of her family, the clan Kailani, an all but hunted clan of lycanthropes. Lyla keeps it wrapped in a small black cloth around her neck, hidden under her shirt. 

Also, Cass [i]can[/i] sort of control her were-form when the full moon isn't out. Lyla, as a Lycan born, could transform at will but [i]had[/i] to at the full moon. Her body still knows this so when Cass gets flustered or otherwise upset, she changes without ever meaning to. She still has complete control but she looks like a blundering fluff ball trying to remember where it's feet are. In other words, she has no idea how to drive this thing. [Think Ariel when she got legs. It's not hard to master, she just has to get used to yanno, being furry and... a hell of a lot bigger.]

[color=khaki][sub]"S-Shut up. You'd fall on your face too, yanno."[/sub][/color]

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If anything needs to be revised, lemme know. I'm going to try and draw out a picture where she'd wearing something close to Hunter clothing as well as one with her with wolfie ears. :3

Edit: I feel like I need to put mine in a hider too... but... work... .-.

Would you prefer if I put it in a [s]CS[/s] hider (cough)? Otherwise, I'ma leave it all in the open like an unwrapped present that your friend was too lazy to wrap so they just handed it to you in the bag they bought it in. #TrueStory