♚ Character’s Information:
✘ Name: Ryder Kennedy ✘ Faceclaim: Michael Trevino ✘ Age: 26 ✘ Birthday: October 30th ✘ Relationship Status: Single ✘ Species/Race: Werewolf ✘ Powers/abilities: Enhanced strength, enhanced hearing, enhanced smell, enhanced speed, enhanced healing ✘ Hometown: Salem, Oregon ✘ Status: Open
♚ Life Then:
Ryder was what you would call egotistical during high school, and it carried out throughout his college years, thinking he was better then everyone, thinking so highly of himself. His life changed soon after graduated from college, majoring in architecture, he had been out one evening, a bonfire with his friends when he had gotten a little too wasted. He’d wandered too far into the woods, getting lost. He wandered for what felt like hours until he found his camp, his friends slaughtered. He was shocked, that he wasn’t even aware of the group of people that had approached him, a hand heavy on his shoulder, and then a hard voice. The man sank his teeth into his throat, tearing at Ryder’s skin until it became too much and the darkness consumed him. He should of been dead, he knew it was impossible to be alive but when he opened his eyes, there were no angels, no white gates, there was only sky. He sat up his hand touching it throat to find the skin healed and covered in dried blood. He didn’t stay at the camp, running off into the woods. He didn’t know what had happened to him until his first full moon, the shift overpowering him, and causing him to go rabid. He wandered town from town after that, lost, only hearing how he held the scent of his pack, the Alpha pack. He had no clue who they were, not understanding seeing as he had no prier information on the supernatural.
♚ Life Now:
Ryder had wandered so far from home, living from hotel room to hotel room, glad his parents had still been paying his credit card, allowing him to buy rooms and new clothes when he needed them. It wasn’t until he wandered into a town, the smell so thick, the smell of pack being here, though it was a foreign pack, he needed help, not being able to handle anymore full moons by himself, the packs he’d run into denying him for who had turned him, hoping the alpha…or alpha’s here would accept him, give him a sense of safety.
♚ Character In Depth:
✘ Hobbies: ✘ Strengths: ✘ Weaknesses: ✘ Quirks/Habits: ✘ Likes: ✘ Dislikes: ✘ Talents: ✘ Zodiac: Scorpio ✘ Sexual Orientation: Straight ✘ Languages: ✘ Distinguishing Marks (tattoos, scars, etc): ✘ Alignment (Good, neutral, Evil):
♚ Character Connections:
✘ Aiden Marrowa: He is the one to bite Ryder, under the instruction of Deucalian. Aiden has forgotten about Ryder, or the fact he’d even bitten him, but Ryder could point out the voice anywhere. ✘ Ethan Marrowa: He is the one that advised Aiden not to bite Ryder, and had been the one to stay with him for a few hours until Ryder woke up. He wasn’t fond of the new wolf, but he couldn’t leave him bleeding on the ground like his friends.