{FORM FOR WEREWOLVES}
Name- Elyse Connell
*Nicknames and aliases- Ely (pronounced Ellie)
Age- 18
Gender- Female
Sexuality-Straight
Role- Hunter
Personality- She is jumpy. She gets easily cold, so she wears long sleeves and pants. She often talks to herself. She's scared of what she's capable of. At night, she gets easily scared and might draw her bow or pull out a knife at nothing or the slightest sound, even in her room. She loves hunting, but would never take down an animal as a wolf. Just imagining it is horrifying to her. The only time she'd use her wolf form is when she would have to hide. She doesn't like being a werewolf, but has accepted it. She's a total nature dork who loves camping and having fun- as long as it doesn't involve her wolf form. She's still new to the whole werewolf thing, newer than most, at least.
Looks- straight brown hair that's usually in a ponytail or braid, dark amber eyes, short stature, small scar on her right cheek (because she tripped when she was younger and cut her face on a stick)
Wolf form- she can shift into a dark brown wolf that has a lighter brown underfur.
Skills- She's strong, quick and generally a good shot with a bow. She can hear well, but it wasn't enhanced when she became a werewolf. She's also jumpy, so that helps her get to her feet. She's a decent tracker.
Bitten or born? Bitten
*Likes- hunting with a bow, apples, peanut butter
*Dislikes- Being a wolf, the full moon, bears
Backstory- Elyse didn't choose to become a werewolf. She was on an annual hunting trip during a full moon with a couple friends. Elyse had just found her kîll (a deer) and the other two were getting ready to take a picture of her with it. The wolf came out of nowhere and tackled her, seemingly for the meat of the deer. It went for her throat, but she moved her forearm in the way of its maw just in time. It bit through the sleeve of her hunting jacket and one of her friends shot it off of her. The wolf ran off and Elyse didn't know she contracted lycanthropy until she tried to put on her favorite necklace a couple days later, which was silver. She was absolutely terrified of what could've happened to her, but she couldn't be so sure yet. That is, until she was called about the wolf pack. She joined immediately. She had to learn to control whatever happened to her before she hurt someone, like the wolf who bit her. All she wanted to do was escape the wolf inside her. But there was no way she could. She couldn't bear to tell her friends who were there or her family. What would they think? What if they tried to kîll her? So, she didn't tell them where she went. She just left a note that said for them to not try to find her. The worst thing about her lycanthropy? Fate seemed to be unnecessarily cruel to her. She looked like the wolf that bit her in that form, which is part of the reason she can't stand it
*Quote- "If I could change- no, not into a wolf- back to human, I would. But since I can't, I'm better off here." Not that she'd ever actually say that aloud. Except to her friends and family who don't know what happened to her.
"Did you see that shot? That was perfect!"