~We won't cause the pain of living out their law
Take joy in who you are. We know our wings are flawed.
We're bored to death in heaven, And down alone in hell
We only want to be ourselves~
So this is me...
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~You don't know what I've gone through, so shut up!~
Name: ~Azur Dalca~
Nickname: ~Az~
Gender: ~Male~
Age: ~17~
Birthplace and Date: ~Bucharest, Romania. November 4, 1997.~
Rank: ~Scout~
~Oh, hey. Hi! The name is Azur, but you can just call me Az. You really don't need to be afraid of me, it's Daciana you need to watch out for. But, I promise, I won't hurt you. I'm male, if you couldn't tell, born on November 4, 1997 in Romania. I am a scout, and super proud of it. Well, I gotta go scout for the pack!~
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On the outside...
Eyes: ~Blue/green~
Skin: ~Pale, but scarred.~
Hair: ~Short, red.~
Build: ~Lean, and lacking lots of muscle, however, it makes him great at running. 5'8", 146 lbs.~
Wolf form: ~Wolf form~
Wardrobe: ~Green tees and blue jeans with converse.~
~So, I try and fit into the human world by dressing like your average school kid. Converse, t-shirts and jeans are where it's at, apparently. I'm not super tall, and not super muscular, but I'm proud of what I've got! ~
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Digging deeper and deeper...
Personality(8 sentences+): ~Sweet, kind, and very outgoing, Az is the sweetheart of the family. A child at heart, he will go out of his way to make sure people are happy and safe. He doesn't understand cruelty, and thinks only the best of people. He loves to run, and doesn't enjoy sitting still, and gets jittery if he hasn't been active for a while. Quick to trust, and loyal to a fault, he makes friends easily, and works his hardest to keep them. He likes hanging around humans, and getting know them. He knows that not all humans are hunters, and likes to see the best in them. He doesn't enjoy reading, except when someone suggests a book for him to read. Just to make them happy, he will dive into the book world so he can converse about it with them. He is a very outdoorsy guy, and being indoors makes him nervous, especially artificial lighting.~
History: ~Born on November 4, 1997 in Bucharest, Romania, his family was a traveling pack of werewolves, avoiding hunters. They travelled to America when he was small, and were attacked by hunters. His mother died that day, and the family wandered around, trying to avoid threats to their family. His father died from a hunter when he was 13, and he followed his grief-stricken sister Daciana away from their pack to join a new pack that would be strong enough against threats from the human world.~
Parents & Siblings: ~Alexandru and Ruxandra Dalca, Daciana Dalca(sister).~
Sexuality: ~Bisexual~
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Soul to soul, heart to heart...
Likes: ~Making friends, outdoors, running, making others happy, fall~
Dislikes: ~Indoors, artificial lighting~
Fears: ~Losing Daciana~
Dreams: ~Saving his pack from harm~
Other: ~
~Hey!
Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh oh
We don't belong here,
we don't belong
Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh oh
We don't belong here!
It's the anthem of the underground
So get back up when they push you down.
We're singing
Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh oh
We don't belong here, we don't belong
~We won't cause the pain of living out their law
Take joy in who you are. We know our wings are flawed.
We're bored to death in heaven, And down alone in hell
We only want to be ourselves~
So this is me...
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~You don't know what I've gone through, so shut up!~
Name: ~Daciana Andreea Dalca~
Nickname: ~Rae~
Gender: ~Female~
Age: ~19 years old~
Birthplace and Date: ~Bucharest, Romania. October 31, 1995~
Rank: ~Fighter~
~Daciana. Nice to meet you. Unless you're a friend, which I doubt, you can't call me Rae. My nickname comes from my ability to sneak in the dark of night. I am a scorpio, born on October 31, 1995 in Bucharest. I am female, if you couldn't guess, at the nice age of nineteen, nearly twenty. I don't really know why you'd need to know more about me, so just go a leave me alone. That's it. Go away. Shoo.~
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On the outside...
Eyes: ~Bright, shocking storm cloud grey.~
Skin: ~Pale as the moon, seemingly spotless unless you look closely. Then you'll notice scars covering her body underneath her tattoos.~
Hair: ~Waist length, slightly wavy, and black.~
Build: ~Thin, willowy, tall and muscular.~
Wardrobe: ~Black jeans or leggings, tight band tees or ripped black tank tops, spiked chokers, tall spiked and studded combat boots, silver rings, studded belt, chains on her belt loops, and punk earrings. Her belt has a pouch that contains packs of salt, holy water, and holy oil. A scabbard holds her knife, and a gun. She usually wears heavy black eyeliner, and eye-shadow.~
Wolf form: ~A sleek black wolf~
~I take after my father: I am tall, five foot eight to be exact, muscular, and thin(120 lbs). My hair is long and slightly wavy, but black as the wing of a raven. Don't tell me otherwise. I live with this hair. I know. Not you. The way I dress keeps people at a distance, but that's okay with me. That's all I can ask for. Most people would say that I look like your stereotypical emo/scene female. I don't agree, but I don't disagree. I suppose it comes from what you consider emo/scene. I just like to think I dress as myself, and that I shouldn't have to define myself for anyone. Goodness knows, the rest of the world does that for me already.~
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Digging deeper and deeper...
Personality(8 sentences+): ~Despite what she claims, Daciana is actually a sweet girl with a thick and tough casing. She's quiet and reserved, but do not get on her bad side; this girl has no problems taking down her enemy to keep herself safe. She can be a loyal, and protective friend. She is fast, agile, and strong; a natural evader. She tends to rub people up the wrong way, but she doesn't care. She lives to protect the pack, and she couldn't care less about human feelings. She is slow to trust others, and doesn't hang around human beings often. If a werewolf friend is with a human, she will always accompany them to ensure their safety. Daciana is very aware of the emotions of those around her, but she tends not to care. She only cares about survival, and any extra emotions stand in the way. When not hunting or fighting, her afternoons are spent wandering the woods. However, when she is alone, she allows herself to become more of a child, playing in water and dancing through flowers and meadows. It is only around others that she acts like a mature woman.~
History: ~Born on October 31, 1995 in Bucharest, Romania, her family was a traveling pack of werewolves, avoiding hunters. They travelled to America when she was small, and were attacked by hunters. Her mother died that day, and the family wandered around, trying to avoid threats to their family. Her father died from a hunter when she was 15, and from grief, Daciana left her pack with her brother Azur to join a new pack that would be strong enough against threats from the human world.~
Parents & Siblings: ~Alexandru and Ruxandra Dalca, and Azur Dalca(brother).~
Sexuality: ~Bisexual~
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Soul to soul, heart to heart...
Likes: ~Reading books, fighting to protect the pack, being alone, wandering through the woods, hunting.~
Dislikes: ~Humans, bullies, clowns, heights.~
Fears: ~Not being good enough.~
Dreams: ~Overcoming her fears, becoming beta female or alpha female.~
Other: ~
~Hey!
Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh oh
We don't belong here,
we don't belong
Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh oh
We don't belong here!
It's the anthem of the underground
So get back up when they push you down.
We're singing
Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh oh
We don't belong here, we don't belong
