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Name: 92-FA [azura]
Age: Twenty One Years
Cross: Pit Wolf
Role: Captured / Pit Fighter
Sex/Gender/Sexuality: Male / Male/Indifferent / Bisexual
Appearance: In his human form Azura bears a strong resemblance to a dark elf, with more natural coloring, both in height and appearance. He's five feet nine inches and weighs one hundred twenty eight pounds. He has an elegant frame and lean build, nearing buff, with a general slimness. Not including his shoulders which are actually a bit broad. His face is narrow and heart shaped with clearly high cheek bones, straight nose, thin cupid's bow lips and almond shaped eyes, drawn into a cateye by lengthy eyelashes. As though trying to hint further at an impossible lineage, his ears are slightly pointed. His skin is a chocolaty shade of brown with hints of copper and even darker freckles dusting his features. His eyes are a light shade of blue, nearing sky with a bit more grey. His hair has gone uncut for years and is just past butt length. Azura's hair is naturally platinum blonde, but over the years has grown quite a few greys. Azura has a multitude of scars for various reasons, most are nothing but a thin sliver however he does have a few very defined ones. His shoulder blades had scrapes that will never heal from being slammed against the ring wall, dots ringing around his throat from being bitten, two scars that go from his ribcage and around to his tailbone and lastly the scars around his neck and wrists from chains. And on his upper arm is a brand with his ”name” on it.

His wolf is about three feet tall and weighs about the same with an equally elegant build, often bringing up the idea of predatory grace. His shoulders remain broad and his ribcage seems to be an even more dominant feature. His legs are a bit on the long side, just as in his human form, and given his shorter coat of fur he can look a bit lanky. Speaking of which, he is one of the few unfortunate pit wolves with short fur, his luckily thickens around his neck and fluffs out a bit. His fur is the same white blonde, marked with white on his muzzle and legs. His only other markings are the little flecks of black resembling a scattered flea bitten mark and darker fur around his eyes. To make him, as well as his siblings, look more interesting they were branded along their spine so that the fur grew back black. All of his scars carry over forms, including the brand on his left leg marking who he is.
Brief personality: Azura is the product of generations of werewolves being brought up in cages and forced to fight. He lacks trust in others, carefully watching anyone within eyesight so that he can be prepared if they attack. And while not loyal in the slightest he's very obedient to the most frightening person in the room, which is often times the humans thus why he continues to fight. Azura is incredibly blunt and doesn't even pretend to like people, often acting restless and aggressive. Even in his calmest state he is alert and tenses whenever someone moves unexpectedly or makes a loud sound. Given the fact food is never guaranteed, he has become very food aggressive and doesn't know self control. While he hates of a fighter he sure doesn't pass up the chance to start one, going so far as to bite the hand that feeds him.
Brief background: There isn't much to say, he was born and raised a fighter. His first match, which was to the death, was with his own siblings to determine who was the strongest. From then on it's all been fighting, though he was nicknamed almost fondly as Azura by one of his former handlers before he was bought by a company interested in having the best fighters. After a month or so of trial he was placed in Class A as a Fighter and participates in weekly fights.
Other: Tell me if I missed anything ;3
-The numbers and letters in his name stand for, in order, what generation he is, what litter, what class and finally rank.
-Azura is a Daedric Prince whom the Dark Elves/Dunmer consider a god like figure [if my memory is correct].

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Name: Garret Youngblood
Age: 25 Years Old
Role: Intelligence Agent
Sex/Gender/Sexuality: Male, Agender (Okay with Male pronouns), Pansexual.
Appearance: He has light, bronze skin, coated with a reddish mat of hair that sticks out easily, and has a very dry texture. His eyes are a dark amber colour, standing out against the thick eyebrows over them. He usually wears a Dark Brown trenchcoat, reaching to his knees, and accompanied by by light coloured t-shirts.

As a wolf, he has the fluffiest fur, that keeps the same colour as the hair in his human form. He has a lighter part on his belly, and the "socks" on his legs. His eyes are as amber as in human, but seem to have a brownish glint on the bottom, and around the iris. There is a long scar along his back, but he doesn't talk about it.

Brief personality: He is very laidback and trusting, acting almost nice at first glance. However, he is very confident, and can and will act very different when talking to different people.
Brief background: He was born free of any "duty", but it didn't feel like it. His parents were very protective, something that helped him trick other people later on, and he wasn't able to do much until he hit 18, which was when he originally helped, and eventually joined, the Mafia.
Other:
- He is called "Button" by basically everyone, as a way to pester him
- There are two things that each façade he uses have in common: Great ability to lie, and a permanent tired expression.
- Has a strong Mexican accent.


Name: Nito Gospel
Age: 20 Years Old
Cross: Werewolf and Canarian Catch Dog
Role: Captured // Pit fighter
Sex/Gender/Sexuality: Cis Male, Heterosexual
Appearance: He sports a short Mohawk, only short because the rest of his hair grew, and usually keeps it untidy or down. It is dyed yellow on the top, and slowly darkens until it become orange, and finally, red around the roots, while his true hair colour is light brown. He has dark blue eyes, and a very light skin complexion. A long scar goes across the left side of his face in a vertical manner, surrounded by many smaller ones. It is close to the eye, but it does not go across it.

In his wolf form, however, he keeps the same features, even the abnormal hair, which reaches to his neck and a bit of his back, before fading back to brown, which is masked by a black brindle, a white spot on his chest, and the many scars on his paws, snout, and neck. He has slightly short fur, and brutish features, from the Canarian Catch Dog part of him.

Brief personality: Very jumpy towards quiet sounds, and awfully aware of his surroundings. He is awfully quiet, and doesn't trust anyone with a foreign smell. He doesn't like fighting, but he'll still fight to the end.
Brief background: He was bred specially for fighting, and bought by a rich man, and is used privately by him on the pit fights, forced to remain on a full-feral form most of the time. The scar on the left side of his face, along with the many on his shoulders, back, and neck, was caused while fighting, or being punished for losing.
Other:
- Gave himself his name.
- Has the "joy" of being given a name, Fiery, unlike other fighters, and had his hair dyed to look "cooler" and "more appealing to the public", at the orders of his owner.
- Loves listening to music, even though he doesn't really have the chance to hear it.

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Name: Lenae Renner (Nicknamed Savage)
Age: 23
Cross: 1/2 Pure blood, 1/2 Pit Fighter
Role: Mafioso (Stealth Tracker)
Sex/Gender/Sexuality: Female & Straight
Appearance:
Human: Lenae is 5'7 and atteactive, with blue-green eyes and white hair that she keeps at her shoulderblades, though its usually up in a ponytail. Her skin is fair, but not super pale. Normal clothes are, well, just normal clothes except when on missions. As a stealth tracker, she has to be unobtrusive and not stand out. She has several earrings in each ear, and wears a leather cord with a sharp rockk shaped like a claw on it. There are claw scars all over her body, most of them light, but there is one very noticable one that runs from her shoulder almost to her elbow.
Wolf: She has an anthro wolf, whose fur is all white like her hair. She grows to about 5'9 when transformed. Everything else remains the same.
Brief personality: Savage has a soft spot for pit fighters, mostly because she was born one, but escaped as an adolescent. She may act quiet when on a mission, or tracking, but that's only to stay unnoticed; she's actually pretty opinionated. That's okay though, since she's the best tracker/scout in the mafia. When fighting, her nickname says it all, but around friends she's funny and relaxed. She's savage for those people, to protect them.
Brief background: Lenae was born a pit fighter, her parents coming from both sides of the spectrum. She never met them, but was trained from a you g age to fight and be ruthless. However, he knew it was wrong, and when a raid struck when she was about 13, she ran for it. Makin it to the mafia, she trained hard for trackig and scouting, wanting to help them break more of the trapped ones out.
Other: Name was given by friends, not her old masters.

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Hawkmask: Accepted, I will update the first post shortly.

Yautja & Prince Kyo: Please add more to your forms.

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@Strike It's just Prince and I finished my form, I had lost my muse earlier, tell me if I missed anything. I'll probably add in less important details for the next hour or so.

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Okay, sorry. It's good now :3
I better get my form up now >>

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Well...we've got so many pit wolves and pit wolf crosses, I better make a pureblood. : O

Name: Lucian Allard (Nickname - Lutte)
Age: 28
Role: Mafia sub-boss / Raid leader
Sex/Gender/Sexuality: Male / NB/Male / Pansexual
Appearance:
Human: Lutte has shoulder-length, straight black hair cut in a rather haphazard fashion (it's been that way ever since the first time he took scissors to his butt-length hair at thirteen in an attempt to defy his parents). His eyes are grey, and with his pale skin, some say he looks more like a vampire than a werewolf. He has all sorts of scars running across his lean-muscled body, the most noticeable of which is a bullet scar from when he almost died on his first raid. He stands about 5'10" and weighs 141 lbs.
Wolf: Lutte generally prefers his full wolf form to halfshift. His coat is pure black, the same as his hair in human form, and thick and shaggy. His scars carry over from human form and are much more noticeable in this form.
Brief personality: Lutte has a strong sense of duty, most likely from his upbringing where he was exposed to human cruelty quite a bit. He isn't kind and he won't pretend to be, but he does feel sympathy, anger, rage; even, over the fate of the pit wolves. Due to his upbringing with two pureblooded parents, he does feel a twinge of this "ugh" feeling whenever he scents a wolf that has been crossed with dog; however his years in the Mafia working with all sorts of wolves have alleviated that innate disgust to near-nonexistence. Lutte doesn't have many close friends, but he trusts the members of his first raid team with his life.
Brief background: Lucian Allard was born to pureblooded French werewolves, ones with particularly strong aggression towards humans. While he didn't inherit or pick up that strong innate aggression, he did get lots of opportunities (via his parents, who worked closely with the Mafia) to witness the many cruel acts the humans committed toward his fellow wolves, including one night when the Mafia and his parents arranged for him to sneak into a pitfighting spectacle. It seemed from then on, there wasn't anything Luce could do, but become part of the Mafia and end the humans. Several years later at age 19, he entered the Mafia under a different name - "Lutte", or 'struggle', from his native tongue, working his way up through the ranks and getting his hands dirty in the bloody business that is war.
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If we don't get any more sign-ups / Yautja edits their form in the next 3 days, we're starting. c:

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Okay :D

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Fine by me! <3 Also, sorry for not posting earlier D:

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Werewolf mafia, eh? -hurls character in-

Name: Mirran
Age: 25
Cross: 1/4 pit fighter 3/4 pure werewolf
Role: Former pit fighter; fighter for the mafia currently
Sex/Gender/Sexuality: Female / Female (she/her) / panromantic&demisexual
Appearance:
Human: Mirran is a short, stocky woman with dark skin and hair. Her eyes are a dark blue-green, and the color is echoed in beads and other decoration braided into her hair. She has scars nearly everywhere, lightening patches of her skin in places; the worst scar is on her face, going from under her left eye and down to her right ear, earned in her escape from the pit. She's no taller than 5'3" though her weight varies depending on how much she's been fighting, or any number of things. She's never worryingly above or below average.
Wolf: Still small and compact, it's very clear that Mirran is built for fighting in this form. Her head and paws are a bit large for her body, and her tail a bit long. Her fur is a right chocolate brown, darker on her head and legs, while the tip of her tail is much lighter. Her eyes are more blue in this form than green. Her face scar is the only obvious one to carry over.
Halfshift: She gets a bit taller and bulkier, but overall this form isn't too far off from her human form in appearance. Her eyes are green, without any blue, and more cruel-looking.
Brief personality: Mirran is a very strong-willed and stubborn person, rarely giving thought to how her actions will affect others. She works hard when given orders, taking her responsibilities very seriously and wanting others to do the same. Around friends she can be a bit more light-hearted, but work is rarely far from her mind.
Brief background: Mirran was born out of a pair of pit fighters matched together in an attempt to create a perfect fighter. And she was a fine fighter, doing well in every match she was put into. Her father was a captured pure werewolf, who ended up dying in an escape attempt before she turned five, while her mother was the child of another captured pure wolf and a pit fighter who did decently in the pits, but was used more for birthing more fighters than actually fighting.
When she was sixteen, the Mafia carried out a raid on a fight night, and she escaped in the chaos, but not without a human lashing out with a knife at her and cutting her face. Since then, Mirran has served the Mafia faithfully, allowing the higher-ups to assign her wherever her fighting abilities are needed most.
Other: Don't think so c:

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Great, now we can start. :D
Should we continue in this thread, or make a separate one (like I originally intended to)?

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I'd rather go for a separate one :o

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