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[color=6ecff6]Full Name:[/color] Byrce Grimm Vukasin

[color=6ecff6]Age:[/color] 21. Exiled at 20. 

[color=6ecff6]Exiled for:[/color] A year and a month

[color=6ecff6]Race:[/color] Alpha Werewolf

[color=6ecff6]Heritage:[/color] The oldest son of the current leaders of their Pack. Legends say that the Vukasin wolves have been around for five centuries, no proof has arisen so those are mostly rumors. Hushed whispers sometimes state that a wolf mated with a mage and because of that some wolves were born with magic dominant within them. No one can say for sure if that is true. 

[color=6ecff6]General Appearance:[/color] He appears like his mother except for his emerald green eyes that he inherited from his father. He's of slender build with muscles hidden beneath the clothes he wears, he's tall at 5’8”. His eyes darken to a mossy-green when he's angry or uneasy, when he's exhausted they appear hazel or even grey. His skin tone is lighter than most wolves, no matter how long he's out in the sun he never tans though he doesn't mind. His shifted form varies only in the color of his eyes and the size he appears as. His eyes are golden and he's twice as big as the wild wolves that habitat the forests. His fur is a mixture of grey and black, his tail ebony in color while his underbelly was a mixture of white and grey. 

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[color=6ecff6]Clothes worn:[/color] When he was a part of his Pack he wore robes of different shades of grey and black. After his exile he wears simple and yet comfortable clothes, loose shirts and pants that were easy to move in. Though he rarely shifts from his wolf form nowadays, he makes sure to keep a change of clothes in the trees near where he lives. 

[color=6ecff6]Abilities:[/color] [u ]Full-shift:[/u] Werewolves are able to complete the shift only if they have practice and are related to someone who's completed it. Neither of his parents are able to shift fully, the only thing that changes are the color of their eyes. At first it hadn't been easy to shift forms, it wasn't until his grandmother his told him the secret that he was able to change freely. 
[u]Magic:[/u] He's kept this to himself except for his grandparents that have visited him after his exile. He's able to create ice at will, something that was rare and extremely hard to do when he first found it about his ability. He can form ice from the air or any surface of water, his breath always creating a white puff even in the heat of summer. 
[u]Enhanced senses/strength:[/u] Rarely will he shift unto his human form, he's grown accustomed to being able to sense everything around him. He's able to smell things for a large distance away, his hearing is just as good that he can hear a rumble of thunder from miles away. He's never had to use his strength except for those times he's had to fight other animals larger than him, though the mere sight of him usually sent anything fleeing. 

[color=6ecff6]Weakness:[/color] [u]Wolfsbane:[/u] A flower that is poisonous to his kind, even humans are warned to stay away from it. The flower blooms were werewolves are and the smell of it is enough to give him a headache. He was forced to ingest it when he'd been taken and from that he'd been immobile and weak for a week. [u]Healing:[/u] Usually Were’s can heal any wound within minutes, the only times it took longer were when wounds were continuously applied or when hunger of exhaustion were at their peek. [u]Feral wolves:[/u] There are two types of Were’s, those that were bitten and those that were born wolf. The bitten wolves had a higher chance of going feral if they weren't watched during a full moon, born wolves are able to maintain their humanity with more ease when they have an anchor -someone to bring them back from the brink of losing their mind-.  

[color=6ecff6]Weapon:[/color] His ability of ice. He can form a barrier at will or clones of wolves to aid him when in trouble. He can form a wolf-like mist armor that could hold against swords and other Were’s, it can't hold against fire magic for more than a couple of minutes. 

[color=6ecff6]Personality:[/color] [i]Will describe in the roleplay.[/i]

[color=6ecff6]Ticks/tags:[/color] [u]Ticks:[/u] When he's anxious he'll curl his upper lip in a silent snarl, his tail ramrod straight. Pacing back and forth when restless or is unable to sleep. [u]Tags:[/u] After being thrown out like trash after being taken, he's more prone to fidgeting.  He's not sure what they did to his right hind leg but it throbs when it rains or he's on his feet for too long. 

[color=6ecff6]Fears:[/color] Not being able to find Thea. Byrce fears losing his mind to his wolf when he's lost in anger or old memories from his time within a sterile white room. 

[color=6ecff6]Family:[/color] Parents: Alpha Ryde and Alpha Kiera
[color=6ecff6]Siblings:[/color] Andrea (16) and Isaac(12) 

[color=6ecff6]Short bio:[/color] He'd learn from a young age that he was special. He was taught that humans and mages were beings that he was to be cautious of. He was six when he began to notice the diminishing number of his packmates, how tense his parents were with each person that went missing. Meeting the royal family to sign a treaty had confused him, his mother had explained to him that it would help their packmates so no one else went missing anymore. He met their daughter and despite his initial wariness of her, he found himself warming up as time passed. 

She was the first to see his Full-shift. He had only been ten when it had happened and it had been a surprise to everyone. His parents had taken him home that day and had explained to him what Alpha, Beta and Omega meant. He found out that night that he was an Alpha, which would explain why he'd been able to shift. From then on he could be found running around the Althanes’ kingdom full wolf, everyone relaxed after the first few times. Years passed after that and Byrce barely had time to see his friend, his time was spent dealing with his parents pressuring him to chose a mate. 

The day they came for Thea was the day Byrce found out about his ability. He managed to injure one of the men before a blow to the head momentarily stunned him, the next thing he knew something was being shoved down his throat. He awoke to a burning agony that he couldn't escape no matter how much he wanted to, he couldn't put up a fight when they came to collect him. He wasn't sure just when he'd been thrown out or where he was, all he knew was that his hind leg refused to hold his weight and his body ached all over. When he finally made it home he didn't have time to relax, he was immediately tackled to the ground by the guards. 

He was exiled that day without a chance to see his parents, the one that had given the order had been an Elder he had learned to obey. He managed to reach a forest that seemed to glow even in the darkness of night. He came to the next morning when a warm hand running down his side and the smell of pine filling his nose. His grandparents took care of him and made sure his leg healed as best as it could, his ears managing to catch the faint words of “Wolfsbane poisoning” before darkness took him under again. He began searching after he'd been given the okay by his grandfather, he still keeps searching when he's able to.