allrighty :3 you going to be male, i presume?

kk then :))

I'll post bio in a few

Name: Jake Arthur

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Species: Werewolf

Looks: Human- 

Wolf-  

Other: Nope 

Name: Shiza

Gender: Female

Age: 18

Personality: An open-minded and independant person, Shiza is the most defiant girl in the town. She openly defies social rules set by the town elders and refuses to be told what she can or cannot do. Despite this, she has a rather calm personality that often infuriates those who can't match her quick, yet smooth, tongue.

History: Her father died before she was born and her mother died only a few years ago, leaving Shiza to live on her own.

Looks: http://fantasyace.deviantart.com/art/Rainbow-Dancer-22409933?q=favby%3ATribalinferno%2F3363270&qo=196

(oooh likey-like :D intros away!)

Whistling, Shiza left the confines of the town behind her, swinging the bucket she used for gathering berries and the like. One of the village elders was throwing curses and insults at her back, but she paid them no mind, it was nothing she wasn't used to already. The forest welcomed her, as it always did; it was her only refuge from the nagging and bantering that consisted of her town-life. she prefered the forest much more, just like her mother who had often taken Shiza with her on her outings to do the exact same thing Shiza was doing now.

Smiling, she listened to the bright and cheery birdsong ringing through the air, completely at ease among the wildlife surrounding her...

Jake ran through the forrest, tearing through the trees and thorns, trying to get away. "Yeah, you get away from me! yelled the man, waving his shotgun. He took another swig from his beer bottle, and aimed for him. Jake dashed through the branches to a clearing. Oh crap, I'm in the open, he thought, running across. But, he was to late. Bang! the shot went, and down Jake went, whimpering. He started licking his wounded shoulder now bleeding. He staggered, trying to get up. He failed.

"Well lookie here," the man said, taking a deep swig from the bottle, and then throwing it at Jake. "I've cornered him! I'll have my-, my-," he hiccuped. "Myself a good wild doggie stew!" He raised his gun, preparing to shoot. Jake closed his eyes and lowered his ears in defeat. 

The basket went flying; it found its mark. It threw the drunken man off balance and sent him sprawling as Shiza approached, gathering rocks from the ground as she went. It was rare to see an angry ex
pression on her, but there it was. Her glare was furious, and the man got the message... after she threw a rock that bounded off of his forehead. As he scrambled away, blubbering in fear, Shiza quickly walked over, ignoring the discarded gun and inspecting the wolf's injuries. They didn't look too bad but they would need tending. She sighed, saying,

"You poor thing... Damn old drunk!" She tore a bit of her shirt off and soaked it in water from the canteen she had with her. She then lightly, carefully, dabbed at the bloody hole in the wolf's side.

Shiza moved straight for the medical cabinet and pulled everything out. She then crouched next to the wolf, saying, "I don't know if you can understand me, wolf, but if you do, I need you to lie down so I can tend to this."

She felt crazy, but maybe she wasn't; wolves didn't usually follow humans, especially when they were injured.