Name: Ryker Dahling
Age: Approx. 130
Gender:Male
Rank: Beta
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Summary: Born into a fairly prestigious, natively Irish family that prides itself on keeping a pure bloodline, Ryker was well taken care of all throughout his childhood. Never wanting for food or shelter, he was free to dedicate his time to more, shall we say, interesting pursuits. Given his heightened senses, he was naturally drawn to activities in which he had a natural edge. According to Ryker, “It’s not cheating if nature gave you the weapons.”
As soon as he could drive, he got pretty heavily involved in street racing and that passion only increased when his family moved to France shortly before he turned seventeen. The fast-paced, split second action suited his tastes perfectly. At first, he was just a nobody that most people barely gave any attention to at the races. However, before long, he started making a name for himself. Ironically enough, people began calling him Le Loup, The Wolf, after his aggressive, predatory racing style. Ryker reveled in his new world. During the day, he was a fairly well-behaved, occasionally rebellious, but overall carefree son of a very wealthy family. By night, though, he became almost a different person. Confident and dashingly charming until he got behind the wheel. As soon as that happened, all the games went out the window and La Loup reigned.
The night of his eighteenth birthday, however, the moment that he had been waiting all of his life for finally came. All of his training and education by his parents finally came to fruition as he shifted for the first time. Assisted by his family, his first shift was much easier and less traumatic than something that would happen to a wilder, what his family called those who were turned by being bitten.
That was when he met her. Arielle Hamilton. An American girl who moved to France with her family because of her father’s job. Ryker never thought that it could happen to him, but he soon found himself captivated by her. It also helped that they had met on the street. Before long, the two became companions, of sorts. It was not uncommon for him to crash in her apartment after a long night out. His parents hated it when he came home in any condition less than sober, so he tended to avoid them whenever he was a little tipsy. This relationship, though, came to a climactic and unfortunate end when, after one of his more impressive wins on the street and the subsequent celebration, Ryker tried to avail himself on her. Needless to say, Arielle was not too thrilled about that—and even Ryker himself was more than a little bit upset when he woke up the next morning and remembered what he had done—and so she fled the country.
When Ryker woke up the next morning and remembered exactly what he had done, as well as the taste of her flesh in his mouth, he flew into a rage and tore the apartment to pieces. After he managed to calm down, he made his way back home and began to use his family’s extensive resources to track down information. To be honest, it was not that difficult, due both to Arielle’s fame as the daughter of an American Broadway star who died on a plane crash, as well as the rather vast resources of the Dahling family. He managed to track her back to her homeland, America. Determined to track her down, whether for sentimental purposes or just to make sure that his bite did not kill her, directly or indirectly, he left his family behind and made his way to New York City. Once there, he began the process of tracking down his old friend.
However, over time, Ryker has realized a few things, both about the world and himself. He had changed, although his passion for racing and intense, fast action that racing provided remained as steadfast as ever.
Age: Approx. 130
Gender:Male
Rank: Beta
Human Photo:
Wolf Photo:
Summary: Born into a fairly prestigious, natively Irish family that prides itself on keeping a pure bloodline, Ryker was well taken care of all throughout his childhood. Never wanting for food or shelter, he was free to dedicate his time to more, shall we say, interesting pursuits. Given his heightened senses, he was naturally drawn to activities in which he had a natural edge. According to Ryker, “It’s not cheating if nature gave you the weapons.”
As soon as he could drive, he got pretty heavily involved in street racing and that passion only increased when his family moved to France shortly before he turned seventeen. The fast-paced, split second action suited his tastes perfectly. At first, he was just a nobody that most people barely gave any attention to at the races. However, before long, he started making a name for himself. Ironically enough, people began calling him Le Loup, The Wolf, after his aggressive, predatory racing style. Ryker reveled in his new world. During the day, he was a fairly well-behaved, occasionally rebellious, but overall carefree son of a very wealthy family. By night, though, he became almost a different person. Confident and dashingly charming until he got behind the wheel. As soon as that happened, all the games went out the window and La Loup reigned.
The night of his eighteenth birthday, however, the moment that he had been waiting all of his life for finally came. All of his training and education by his parents finally came to fruition as he shifted for the first time. Assisted by his family, his first shift was much easier and less traumatic than something that would happen to a wilder, what his family called those who were turned by being bitten.
That was when he met her. Arielle Hamilton. An American girl who moved to France with her family because of her father’s job. Ryker never thought that it could happen to him, but he soon found himself captivated by her. It also helped that they had met on the street. Before long, the two became companions, of sorts. It was not uncommon for him to crash in her apartment after a long night out. His parents hated it when he came home in any condition less than sober, so he tended to avoid them whenever he was a little tipsy. This relationship, though, came to a climactic and unfortunate end when, after one of his more impressive wins on the street and the subsequent celebration, Ryker tried to avail himself on her. Needless to say, Arielle was not too thrilled about that—and even Ryker himself was more than a little bit upset when he woke up the next morning and remembered what he had done—and so she fled the country.
When Ryker woke up the next morning and remembered exactly what he had done, as well as the taste of her flesh in his mouth, he flew into a rage and tore the apartment to pieces. After he managed to calm down, he made his way back home and began to use his family’s extensive resources to track down information. To be honest, it was not that difficult, due both to Arielle’s fame as the daughter of an American Broadway star who died on a plane crash, as well as the rather vast resources of the Dahling family. He managed to track her back to her homeland, America. Determined to track her down, whether for sentimental purposes or just to make sure that his bite did not kill her, directly or indirectly, he left his family behind and made his way to New York City. Once there, he began the process of tracking down his old friend.
However, over time, Ryker has realized a few things, both about the world and himself. He had changed, although his passion for racing and intense, fast action that racing provided remained as steadfast as ever.