Apprentice Castiel

Oh, great, here comes the next sexy twin of the evil pack. This my friends is Castiel. He is tall, lean fit and strong, for it shows within his body as he is built to the best and toned greatly with the training he is to have. His twin, being Silas and him are estimated to be '6ft,2' when they are full grown, or so they say, but the guess is still hazy. People look to him wondering as they compare his brother and the parents he has as to how he is in fact related to them, as he holds little similarity. However, Castiel resembles lots of his earlier family members, starting with mostly his true blood uncle and aunt's hair colors, from either sides of the story. Blended in his hair lay mixes of blondes, browns and dark browns, cut short since the beginning as he never enjoyed it getting in his face when he was younger. His eyes are absolutely break-taking, for they are not only as blue as the ocean, but rimmed with a fiery amber splash, like a war of fire and ice at battle within his hues. The ladies are charmed by both of him and his brother for their eyes and natural seducing personalities. As a wolf, Castiel from paw to the tip of his ears is 10ft, just like his brother. His pelt is lighter though then his parents and brother, but hold the same color. Instead of Silas's coat, his is all light grey and mixed with swirls of darker greys and some slight amounts of black if seen closely.

One might think that Castiel took it upon himself to be as diametrically opposed to his brother in temperament as possible from the day that the pair was born. Where Silas is proud and boisterous and often rather headstrong, Castiel is quiet, content to simply observe things and prefers to learn from other people’s mistakes than make those mistakes himself. This strategy was given ample time to be perfected in his childhood, spending the majority of his time with Silas and his “leap before looking” attitude. Another strategy that he managed to work to near perfection was framing Silas on the few occasions that he was actually caught doing something wrong. That is not to say that he rarely did things wrong, he was just rarely caught. Of course, when he was younger, he confessed after a month or two, knowing that he had “done wrong.” Those confessions stopped, though, after a few years, though. What that means, I’ll let you decide what you believe. Over all, though, the young wereling is very respectful of his elders and peers, no matter their gender. During mandatory training, he has displayed a ruthlessness that does not quite fit with his quiet, respectful demeanor. However, this quirk is always very well restrained to the practice mats or the very few occasions that he got into an actual fight, usually dragged in a Silas’s backup or when his brother had bitten off more than he could chew.