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Name: James Quillette
Age: 18
Species: Werewolf/Human
Looks as Human: James is a handsome young male. He had long black wavy hair until he recently got it cut short so that it doesn't bother him. He is 5 feet 5 inches tall, the body of a healthy man with broad shoulders. He usually wears a gray muscle shirt to show off his quillette pack tattoo, as for his jeans they are blue with holes in them, black socks and blue converse. He looks at people through beautiful creamy brown eyes always alert of his surroundings, he smiles at people with white teeth and sharp curved lips almost as if he is smirking. The truth is he fancies himself as a ladies man.
Looks as Werewolf: When James shifts forms to go hunting for food or just to cruise he changes into a large wolf with beautiful Caramel Brown fur with dark brown eyes. His fur hides his muscle but those who stand before him get a glance at his sharp white teeth. His claws sharp enough to cut anyone open only used for defense.
Personality: James has a kind personality, He likes to fancy himself as a ladies man but often goes off on his own feeling sad that he didn't get the girl that he wanted. He ran off from his pack not wanting to be leader but to be free he often hangs out alone in the forest in a log cabin only coming out when he wants.

Role-play Entrance: James in his wolf form felt a nice cool breeze blow across slim back as he runs through the forest in persuit of the tan skinned deer he saw on his way to the city. Hoping the chase doesn't end so quickly he taunts his prey and teases it as he likes when his prey runs it gets his heart racing, blood pumping.

Izzaliah noticed on the outskirts of the meeting grounds a wolf hunting some prey. She sniffed the air and smelled the fear coming off in heavy waves of the prey running from the male wolfs prey. Izzaliah had eaten before she had come to the grounds. You didn't know what you were going to find when you came to the Valley. She saw that someone had started a bonfire. She saw both humans and wolves interacting. Some were comfortable with showing up in their human form-some like her preferred to stay in their wolf form at the Valley. She stepped up to the fire and felt it's warmth on her fur. After getting warm she padded a few feet away and found a quiet spot to relax and watch those around her. She wasn't the best at starting conversations or interacting so she usually waited to be approached. Sometimes she would never get approached but that was totally fine. She honestly enjoyed just watching others interact. She was friendly when she was approached as long as they were respectful and polite.

James feeling tired and bored at chasing his prey around pounces at it and brings it down sinking his teeth in its neck. As he eats his meal he sniffs the air smelling the bonfire and a group of werewolves and humans interacting and having a great time. He eats his food slowly enjoying the taste of the meat. Soon when he finishes his meal he licks his lips to clean them of the blood from the deer being full and wanting to relax he lays down in a silent discussion on whether or not if he should head to the fire and hang out with the others or just go home

Izzaliah watched as a male wolf dug in viciously to his prey. She raised a black eyebrow and snorted. Maners much? The Lycan thought to herself. She tore her gaze away from the male before he noticed she was staring. She lay her head on her paws and watched the fire lick at the logs, her eyes staring at the dancing flames with interest. She could feel the warmth from the flames and let out an appreciative rumble. A slight wind blew by and her ears flicked non-chalantly. Bored she rolled onto her back her from paws bent almost playfully as she stared up at the stars. She was restless and was growing more bored by the minuet.

Making his final decision he decided to get up and go to the fire. As he walks he feels the slightest breeze from the wind and stops for a second to let it blow over his fur. Eventually he continues his walk towards the fire noticing the female wolf laying off to the side and the others hanging out by the fire. He watches her as she stares up at the stars in a playful looking gesture and decides she is friendly then begins thinking of if he should go introduce himself

It wouldn't be long before red eyes appeared in the darkness of the trees,. They sat high in the air, far more then any other wolf's should. He watched for a moment, judging what was going on. It seemed peaceful. So the ten foot tall black wolf slunk out of the shadows towards the fire. He looked at each being as he passed, yet made no attempt to introduce himself.