Name: Melissa Rejaz
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Rank: Loner at the moment, then warrior.
Summary: Fun. That's the main thought on Melissa's mind. She always wants to have fun and try new things, even if she may be a little timid at first. Melissa was out partying with some of her friends at a new dance club the night that it happened. She was dancing, drinking, flirting, just having the best time ever. Especially when the hotty across the bar winked at her. That one wink however slowly sent everything spiraling out of control...
elissa ended up having to put her running abilities to the test that night. Holding more than maybe a couple records at her college in the track and field department, Melissa thought she would have been quick enough to get away. But that thing was quicker than she thought, and she was bitten that night.
She woke up behind a dumpster, covered from head to toe in her own blood. Scared out of her pants, she made up a story that she had fallen down while walking home and that was how she had ended up bruising her body and ending up with a broken arm. People believed her too, they knew she could be clumsy sometimes. Especially drunk.
Now Melissa stands huddled underneath a bridge, staring at the blood on her hands. And this time it isn't her own. She has undergone her first change.
Pack: Braveheart
Joining Keys: Accepted!
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Example Post:
"Mel! Come on, we are going to be late for the party!!! Drake will be there."
Melissa rolled her eyes as she dug for her favorite pair of cut offs. Typical June. Not telling Melissa about a party then expecting her to be ready within two seconds notice.
"Just a sec, can't find my hoops!"
Melissa buttoned her shorts then began digging through her small jewelry chest. Where were those stupid hoops! She couldn't leave without them, they were her lucky ones! And Mel could definitely use some luck nowadays, especially with Drake. They had talked and flirted but nothing was really happening. Mel was going to change that tonight. Things were going to change tonight.
"Found them! Alright lets get this pa--" Mel screamed. Staring back at her was that face, his face, covered in her blood. His face was twisted in a smirk, showing rows of sharp whites.
"NO!" Mel woke with a start. Her hair was matted to her face with sweat, and her clothes clung to her body. "It was just a dream... Just a dream... Just a dream." Mel brought her knees to her chest, tucked her head between her legs, and began to sob.
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Rank: Loner at the moment, then warrior.
Summary: Fun. That's the main thought on Melissa's mind. She always wants to have fun and try new things, even if she may be a little timid at first. Melissa was out partying with some of her friends at a new dance club the night that it happened. She was dancing, drinking, flirting, just having the best time ever. Especially when the hotty across the bar winked at her. That one wink however slowly sent everything spiraling out of control...
elissa ended up having to put her running abilities to the test that night. Holding more than maybe a couple records at her college in the track and field department, Melissa thought she would have been quick enough to get away. But that thing was quicker than she thought, and she was bitten that night.
She woke up behind a dumpster, covered from head to toe in her own blood. Scared out of her pants, she made up a story that she had fallen down while walking home and that was how she had ended up bruising her body and ending up with a broken arm. People believed her too, they knew she could be clumsy sometimes. Especially drunk.
Now Melissa stands huddled underneath a bridge, staring at the blood on her hands. And this time it isn't her own. She has undergone her first change.
Pack: Braveheart
Joining Keys: Accepted!
Human Photo:
Wolf Photo:
Example Post:
"Mel! Come on, we are going to be late for the party!!! Drake will be there."
Melissa rolled her eyes as she dug for her favorite pair of cut offs. Typical June. Not telling Melissa about a party then expecting her to be ready within two seconds notice.
"Just a sec, can't find my hoops!"
Melissa buttoned her shorts then began digging through her small jewelry chest. Where were those stupid hoops! She couldn't leave without them, they were her lucky ones! And Mel could definitely use some luck nowadays, especially with Drake. They had talked and flirted but nothing was really happening. Mel was going to change that tonight. Things were going to change tonight.
"Found them! Alright lets get this pa--" Mel screamed. Staring back at her was that face, his face, covered in her blood. His face was twisted in a smirk, showing rows of sharp whites.
"NO!" Mel woke with a start. Her hair was matted to her face with sweat, and her clothes clung to her body. "It was just a dream... Just a dream... Just a dream." Mel brought her knees to her chest, tucked her head between her legs, and began to sob.