Height: 2m (6'8")
Weight: 108kg (237lbs)
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Brown (dyed blonde)
Nicknames: Try it if you dare
Relationship status: Single
Brook is a towering woman with darker skin, owing to her Mexican roots. Her werewolf nature has led to a naturally fit physique. And while her natural hair color is brown, she has dyed it a bright blonde. In terms of fashion Brook really lends to a more 'ghetto look'. She's not afraid to show off skin, since she's well aware she could just punt anybody having any strange ideas across the street. For all intents and purposes, she's a gorgeous woman... If you're into the tall, busty and physically fit type.
As if she wasn't already immense in human form, once she transforms she's even taller; easily reaching up to 9 feet in height if she were to raise herself fully. All muscles will engorge, further enhancing her already super-human strength, easily allowing her to lift up cars if need be. The transformation also comes with sharp claws, designed for eviscerating prey and jaws that can crush steel.
Strength is everything in a pack, with the alpha being the strongest among them. Werewolves generally don't distinguish between genders; if you have the strength to beat the rest, you're fit to lead. As such, fights for hierarchy are quite common. From an outsiders perspective, this would look like downright family abuse or even barbaric, but for a werewolf its a natural thing to do. Their supernaturally fast healing means they can get away with a lot more punishment.
Because of this, Brook is extremely competitive, to the point of gullible. If something can be interpreted as a challenge, she will try to take it no matter how difficult it might be. Because of this, she can also come across as rather rude or confrontational, especially against those who haven't earned her respect. Once you do though, you'll find a very loyal ally.
That said, she despises vampires and trusts witches about as far as she can throw them (which isn't a very apt saying in this case, since she could theoretically toss them awfully far if given the chance).
✔ Eating (especially meat)
✔ Rap music
✔ Muscle cars
✔ Lazing about
✔ Transforming & running around
✘ Furry puns
✘ Being called a bitch
✘ Awful smells
✘ High pitched noises
Extremely sharp sense of smell and hearing, even in human form. This is only further enhanced when transformed. Being a werewolf also comes with overpowering strength, even in human form she could probably bend a steel bar. Transformed she could easily rip a man apart. Aside from that, Brook is also incredibly fast and would probably shatter most current day records if it weren't for the fact she (and her kind) are trying to not attract any attention. On top of that is the fabled werewolf regeneration. A werewolf is capable of healing from traumas that would leave a normal human dead within minutes. There have been tales of werewolves shrugging off point-blank shotgun fire.
Brook's history isnt exactly anything too spectacular and grandiose. Born to a werewolf father and mother, she was the only girl among 5 brothers. Fighting was a natural act in the Martinez family, with the young cubs always vying for dominance among each other. It's not uncommon for cubs to leave the nest at a relatively young age, and Brook wasn't any different. Barely 18 and she departed from the rural countryside her parents had settled in, exchanging the lush forests and open fields for the concrete jungle of New York.
As one could expect, things didnt exactly go smoothly. First of all, this many people, smells and sounds were disorienting to say the least; but she also had to deal with the established pack already established inside the city. She of course fought tooth and nail to get her name known around these parts, so the others knew not to mess with her and to carve out her own little piece of land in the densely populated city.
Currently, she's the owner of the 'Junk in the Trunk' scrapyard, bordering the Bronx. It has given her enough income to come by, not to mention peace and quiet when she wants it. Plus, the odd howling at night can always be attributed to a rather ferocious guard dog; conveniently deterring any would-be burglars.