Name: Lucia<br/><br/>Race: wolf (shifter)<br/><br/>Age: 20<br/><br/>Appearance:<br/>~Human: mid-back blonde hair with bangs that are grown out the same length and she usually has her hair covering the left half of her face, light green eyes that turn golden when her wolf is close to the surface, pale skin, very curvy and slight, 5' 5" tall, always carries her two-handed sword<br/><br/>~Wolf (shifts): 5' 11" at the shoulder with long legs and slender body, built more for speed and endurance rather than strength, the fur on the top her head, back of her neck, back, and at the base of her tail is gray while the rest of her is brown.<br/><br/>Background/History: Lucia was always rather out spoken, a hard learner (meaning she learns from doing things wrong), and over-confident. Two years ago she got into a fight with the Alpha female of the pack and was severely wounded. On the left side of her neck, a scar of the other she-wolf's bite remains, and she hides it with her hair. Since then, she has been a loner and she has grown to almost prefer it over pack life. At times, Lucia does get lonely, but at times like that, she transforms and simply runs so that the rythem of her paws will take the place of such thoughts.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>Lucia entered the village from the Eastern entrance. She looked around, her mid-back blonde hair stirring slightly in the gentle breeze. The place seemed pleasant enough, and rather quiet. She walked along the middle of the dirt road, hunching her shoulders slightly, and pleading that the breeze would not become more violent winds.<br/><br/>Lucia sniffed, and the breeze carried the scent of other wolves. The scent excited her at first, but memories of her old pack flashed before her eyes and a more sorrowful look shown in her light green eyes. She tugged on the bangs that covered the left side of her face as if willing them to keep it covered. With that, Lucia continued on her way, now following the scent of others like her.