[hider=Genesis Stewart][table][row][/row][row][cell] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/XoIO3yU.png[/img][/center] [center][color=808080]Genesis[/color] [color=65FF00]"Genny"[/color] [color=808080]Stewart[/color][/center][hr] [color=65FF00][center] Born October 3rd, 1996 🖤 22 Years Old 🖤 Female 🖤 From Nevada[/center] [/color] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/200104/1b279ff35b1f230b02357b2851f32d02.png[/img] [color=808080]🖤Candy, of all types 🖤Fighting 🖤Reading 🖤Pack life 🖤Music 🖤Dancing[/color] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/200104/45fabde085f7bd3669e9996ace0b3261.png[/img] [color=808080]🖤Vampires 🖤Hunters 🖤Feeling alone 🖤People that chew with their mouth open 🖤Super crunchy foods 🖤Beer[/color] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/200104/39b66ad6ea6324407ae522e46a59d559.png[/img] [color=808080]🖤Cooking 🖤Exercising/Training 🖤Scrapbooking 🖤Clubbing 🖤Sewing[/color] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/200104/12e81917b13c669ae585aa04b241d02e.png[/img] [color=808080]🖤Easily Charismatic 🖤Dancing 🖤Compartmentalizing 🖤Fighting in Wolf Form and Human Form 🖤Sewing[/color] [/cell][cell] [center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/200104/75896dd52478830c2cc7cec6c1c97c1b.png[/img] [i][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QumPpMqaxxo][color=65FF00]"I'm only a coward when it matters."[/color][/url][/i][/center][hr] [center][color=65FF00]6'1" 🖤 180 Lbs 🖤 Dark Brown Hair | Waist Length 🖤 Honey Colored Eyes 🖤 Brown Skin[/color][/center] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/200104/7381afad0fcae677b264bc516fa92562.png[/img] [indent][color=808080]In the past, Genny's face was soft, with plumper cheeks and eyes full of naivete. Now, most of her features are angular. Her jawline is sharp, and her kohl-lined eyes are fierce. She's retained her lightly arched brows, and plump lips. Now, though, her lips are rarely without a thin coating of clear lip-gloss. Where she used to dress for comfort and warmth, she now dresses up everyday with the goal to impress. She has an industrial bar in her right ear, both lobes pierced, and a mid lip piercing. Despite --or perhaps, because of-- her height, she's quite slender, with little in the way of muscle. In her wolf form, she's quite muscular, with a wide chest, a more slender torso, and thick haunches. She stands at just under seven feet. Her fur is a light, mustard brown color.[/color][/indent] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/200104/0eb2f6b81e033a980b36d584550f6399.png[/img] [indent][color=65FF00]Sexuality:[/color] [color=808080]Heterosexual[/color] [color=65FF00]Relationship Status:[/color] [color=808080]Single[/color] [color=65FF00]Predetermined Friends:[/color] [color=808080]Open to discuss[/color] [color=65FF00]Siblings:[/color] [color=808080]Dead[/color] [color=65FF00]Parents:[/color] [color=808080]Dead[/color] [color=65FF00]Open to Friendship:[/color] [color=808080]5/10[/color] [color=65FF00]Open to Romance:[/color] [color=808080]4/10[/color] [/indent] [right][img]https://i.imgur.com/o82WbUc.png[/img][/right] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/200104/7387817a23ed37633a2e2c2ce8eeec6a.png[/img] [indent][color=808080]Genny is a master at compartmentalizing. She lives many different lives, depending on what's in the forefront of her mind. Situations trigger her different states, as if she's in a trance. For example, her public life. Genny is quite approachable in public. She's incredibly charismatic, an aura of pleasantness and confidence following her wherever she goes. She's capable of giving harsh, realistic advice, but she does so in such a way that it seems caring and polite. When it comes to comforting, she's a shoulder to cry on. She's unafraid of personal contact, so if someone in need asks for a hug she'll happily oblige. Her personal life is vastly different, though. In private, Genny is a self-deprecating, emotional wreck. This is her purest form of existence. She's often crying in this state, as she recalls her past life, her family, and her many mistakes. She sees herself as less than, and there's not much that can be done about it. Whenever someone approaches this version of her, her public self rears its head and it's as if it never existed in the first place. Her last mask is used during conflict. It lacks empathy to the point of being sadistic. This is the version of herself that enjoys watching her enemy struggle like a mouse beneath her paw. [/color][/indent] [/cell][/row][/table] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/200104/0d5b65746230885ab2bc61c3c1d7fa31.png[/img] [indent][color=808080]Two rival packs. One lead by Chase Stewart, the other lead by Alison Green. Their packs had many different ideals, and lived far too close for comfort in the Humboldt–Toiyabe National Forest. This caused conflicts, multiple deaths, and a sense of unease between the werewolves. Many leaders before Chase and Alison attempted to form alliances, to no avail. It was when Chase and Alison stepped up to the plate that grievances settled. An alliance was formed, and for several years things were calm. Until Genesis was conceived. Upon realizing she was pregnant, Alison requested that their packs become one, rather than functioning as allies. She also demanded that she be the head of their new pack. This demand lead to multiple squabbles between her and Chase. In the end, the two decided their packs were better off separate, and that their child would be raised in both territories, until she could determine where she was happy. Passed between packs frequently after birth, Genesis was raised within two very different homes. Her mother treated her with disdain and frustration, not bothering to take the time to deal with her. Her father treated her as a potential successor, and by the age of seven she was being thrown into training rings with other young werewolves. She learned to fight well, enjoying the look of amusement and pride in her father’s eyes whenever she pummeled another werewolf into the ground. Despite being cast aside by her mother, Genesis found both packs exciting and pleasant. When it came time for her to decide where she’d officially live, she was unable to pick. Because of this, she continued to be passed between territory lines until she turned sixteen and was able to drive across the borders. On the night of Genesis' twentieth birthday, she was traveling back to her mother's pack when she caught the scent of blood. It permeated the air, so strong that it was like inhaling toxic fumes. Upon investigating the scent, she found the massacred corpses of her mother's pack. Her mother's corpse was still fresh in the pack house, glassy eyes staring up at her. Hightailing it to her father's pack, Genesis caught the tail end of a bloody battle. Hunters had invaded in a large swarm, cutting through the pack with horrifying skill. They spared no one, and upon seeing the carnage, Genesis fled. She traveled, until she came across Liam Donovan's nomad pack. Craving the comfort of a group, she stuck with them. She put on a pretty face, becoming Genny as a way to escape her life as Genesis. Deep down, she knows she's still the same mistake. She hasn't forgiven herself for that night, for not dying a fighter. [/color][/indent] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/200104/f14fc0e917cbde4fe4f122c7ad5293d9.png[/img] [indent][color=808080]Vagus Lupi, Omega Pureblood[/color][/indent] [/hider]