Name: Ainsley Skye
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Looks: Dark Auburn hair that touches right below her shoulder blades. Pale grey eyes that get darker when she's passionate or furious about something. She has freckles dotted across her nose that can only be seen when up close. She has a dimple in her left cheek that shows every time she smiles.
Personality: Ainsley is a very hard worker, and she is always determined to get to the next level of her career. She can be incredibly stubborn and sticks by her beliefs. She never shows up to events late because of her punctuality. She never backs down from a fight and isn't afraid to tell someone what's on her mind. She has a sharp tongue and always has quick remarks before she thinks about them. Ainsley is highly intelligent which is how she reached her position at such a young age. She is hard to get close to because she has trust issues since her father left long ago, but once she lets you in, she is very easy going and funny. She lives her family and friends. She doesn't believe in second chances because if they need one they didn't deserve the first.
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Name: Vincent Meetsu
Gender: Male
Species: Werewolf
Age: 20 years
Looks: 5'8" tan, piercing icy blue eyes, short black hair that always looks wind swept, always wears a leather dog collar that is a few inches too big for his human form.
Personality: Strong headed, bold, intimidating, leader, can be aggressive, cold, distant. He will only be kind and loving when he wants to be or he actually likes the other.
Bio (If wanted): He was born into a pack of werewolves, human as most were, and grew up knowing what he was. He never went to school like any normal child, he was home schooled but, that never kept him from going out into town and hanging out. He wasn't really a bad kid.. He just wasn't used to having to hide what he really was from any human he crossed paths with. He adjusted quickly as he reached his teen years, finding himself in trouble and finding his way out of it.
Other: always wears his leather dog collar (as in description) and has a mixed accent that he picked up from around where he used to hang out. (British mixed with a French accent)

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Vincent walked along the road, going nowhere in particular. No one knew what he was, which made him surprising in some ways to those who don't really know him but really got on his nerves. Right now, he had no destination in mind, just walking wherever the road took him. In this case, he ended up in a city and just looked around with curiosity. He wondered if there were more like him around here.. maybe if there was, he would know just by looking at them? Sure, he knew about all the myths of his kind.. they imprint and do all that sort of stuff. Though he didn't know if it was all true.. he looked at a few people as they stared at him. He thought it was because of the weird dig collar on his neck But, he shrugged, it meant nothing to him.. looks were just looks.

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Today had not exactly been her day. No, she had woken up late because her dumb alarm clock had decided not to go off. In her hurry to get to work, not only did she not have time for coffee, but she'd left her purse at home as well. She'd gotten to work late, her boss threatening her and even took away her lunch break. And he'd been on her case the entire day. Afterwards, Ainsley had made sure to get her morning jo from her favorite coffee place on the block. She was a usual there, so they immediately knew what she wanted. Her usual. Because Ainsley wasn't one to change, and that was obvious even in the way she drank her coffee. Walking back out, she immediately felt her body slam into another's, her coffee falling out of her hand and landing on the ground, making the concrete brown with her mocha. She sighed frustrated, not even looking at who she'd bumped into, as she wiped herself. "Of course, why am I not surprised?" And she looks at the stranger, seeing the dog collar but not commenting. "My apologies, seems as though today has not been my day."

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Vincent was just walking along, not looking where he was going.. then, he felt someone bump into him. He heard her frustrated sigh as he looked down at her, a little confused about her words until he noticed the coffee on the ground as well as on her shirt and his. He shrugged at the coffee on his shirt and looked at her quietly when she apologized. He just stared at her for a moment, this was a human.. nothing to be concerned about.. he shrugged, feeling like being kind today. "Its alright.. let me buy you another coffee since I am partially to blame.." he said, something in his eyes was cold.. creeping around in his gaze as if waiting to pounce. He wasn't like anyone around here.. in fact he was far away from home this time. He didn't mind.. there was nothing for him to fear. He looked around, the dog collar moved and made a weird jingle sound as the D-ring clinked against the metal it was attached to. He wondered why he had a feeling something bad was going to happen.. it would ruin anyone's day.. he didn't know what to do but, he wasn't going to really stick around much longer after he bought her another coffee. He looked back at her, something his gaze still moved and shifted.. waiting to be released.

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