{☾} wolf hearted forms + discussion

[nyctomancy]

hey whirlawind!

also, does anyone want to interact with boston?

[whirlawind]

Hey Implosion!
I can send Em if you'd like.

[nyctomancy]

yes please, if it wouldn't be a bother. :p

[whirlawind]

Not at all, I'll send her over.

[Lady Poppy]

hey impy ,Erik actually said something to your guy. I was waiting for you to reply before I do ,you broke my dreams x'D

[nyctomancy]

gg me, my reading comprehension is great.

i need to skim less.

fear not, lady poppy! for i shall go back and edit my post!

edit; edited!
g'damn, boston, stop being so reckless.

[limerence!]

Arizona Bask
WIP

[Lady Poppy]

gg me, my reading comprehension is great.

i need to skim less.

fear not, lady poppy! for i shall go back and edit my post!

edit; edited!
g'damn, boston, stop being so reckless.

awh,impy , my hero (:

[Metronome]

I think I'm gonna go ahead and make forms for Ismael and Amid :3

Name: Ismael Barbara
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Nationality: Spanish
Role: Hunter/ Marksman

Personality: Ismael is a quiet man. He may say only a few words throughout an entire day, but that's usually because it's all he has to say. He's not one for chit chat. This quiet nature could be seen as shyness, but this is far from the truth. Just because he doesn't say much, doesn't mean he doesn't do much.

He's also been known to have an occasional aggressive streak. While not typically on purpose, if startled or frightened, Ismael can quickly resort to violence. If he starts feeling like a trapped animal, he'll start acting like one.

Other: He was born in Spain. He speaks with a noticeable accent.

Appearance: Ismael stands at 5'11". His skin is a light brown, covered in scars from past fights and altercations.
His eyes are possibly the softest thing about his otherwise cold demeanor. He has chocolate brown eyes that look every bit like a sad hound dog's.

His hair is very dark brown, long, and curly. He usually sports facial hair, matching what's on his head.

History: Ismael moved to America with his parents when he was 15. Having come from a poor family that would never be able to send him to school, Ismael opted to the join the military for a free ride through college. All went well until he got station in Afghanistan. The situation out there was rough.

Ismael's group was sent out to free a town that was captured by rebels. The following battle was a massacre. There were children with bombs strapped to their chest, toting rifles. The townspeople were already dead, and Ismael's group was almost completely wiped out. Ismael was injured, but survived the attack.

He was found by a back up troop, shell shocked. Ismael was never quite the same after that. He was quiet, reserved. He dropped out of the military and school, and eventually joined Sasha's cause.

[Metronome]

Name: Amid Hajjar
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual

Nationality: Afghan

Species: Hunter

Rank: Tech expert

Personality: Amid is a mild mannered man. He's respectful to those whom he doesn't know informally, and warm to those that he does. One could describe him as a family man; he doesn't have much else going for him, so family is all he's got.

He's a little reserved, and sometimes even shy around newer people. Amid has a certain expectation that people will automatically hate him because of his race, because, often times, that's what has happened. Because of this, he often goes out of his way to be kind to strangers and remain patient and respectful. He can get a bit excited when he gets into one his rambles about the latest technology, but he can be reeled back in pretty easily.

There is, however, a darker side to the mild Afghan. His past experiences in the military have left scars on him, both physical and mental. Even now, years after the fact, he'll awake in the middle of the night in a cold sweat. Those years turned him cold deep inside, callous to those he doesn't consider a friend. He learned to make a switch inside his mind that he can simply turn off when he needs to do the more...gruesome aspects of his job. To him, hunting wolves is nothing more than that: hunting wild and dangerous animals.

Other: He can speak several languages, including Arabic, Kurdish, English, Russian, German, and bits and pieces of several other European languages. He was a former communications officer, which required such knowledge of him.

Appearance: Amid is, compared to many of his cohorts, a bit underwhelming. He's pretty muscular, but it's a lean muscle. His mass is hard and ropy, with little fat and bulk. His height, the center of much teasing, is a mere 5'5". And yes, he's heard every "short" joke in the book. His eyes are a dark, chocolate brown, and his skin is a warm, light brown. His hair, often messy and a medium length, is jet black. Amid's facial features are recognizably Arab.

History: Amid grew up in Kabul, Afghanistan. It was a city that left much to be desired, and his family was practically poverty stricken. He lived in a two room house with his mother and four siblings: one older brother and three sisters. His father had been a soldier, and died before he returned home from his tour.

Amid's older brother, Isam, was the family's single provider for many years. Unfortunately, his brother also died young, killed by a stray gunfire while walking home from his second job. This left Amid, barely 18, with little other choice than to go out and provide for his family.

He joined the military, hoping to one day save enough money to get his family out of the city and into a safer home. He work diligently, raising through the ranks and becoming a successful communications officer. It was about a year after this promotion that Amid's supervision offered him a higher paying job. It had decent benefits, good pay, and was far less dangerous. His supervisor didn't go into details, and it wasn't until Amid accepted the offer that he was told to full requirements. He would become an interrogator; being put into a room with a captive and staying there until they told him valuable information. What he had to do to acquire this information was kept off the records.

The things he did during those years still haunt his darkest memories even today. He made good money, but Amid felt as though his soul had slowly died. His conscience eventually forced him to retire, taking what money he had and using it to move his two youngest sisters out of Kabul to the a smaller, safer village. His mother and two oldest sisters remained, living in the most dangerous city on the planet without protection.

Amid had to find a way to make money again, and that's when fate brought him across Sasha and his gang. He had no knowledge of the existence of werewolves until Sasha explained it all to him. The way the Russian man put it, they sounded like bloodthirsty monsters. Sasha offered good pay, better company, and an opportunity to travel. Amid felt as though he'd be a fool to turn the offer down.

So he joined the squad and quickly befriended Sasha, earning his trust with his dependability and drive. Amid now loyally hunts with the squad, but tucks away a good 90% of his pay to a savings fund for his family. Because of this, he doesn't have much money left over to spend on himself. He lives at Sasha's cabin, graciously accepts the basketfulls of vegetables that the giant man piles on him, and does his best to pull his weight to make up for the basic equipment and rent fees that Sasha waves each month.