Lya "Ly" Lyndell<br/>Age: 16<br/>Species:Wolf Shifter<br/>Occupation:Assasin<br/>History: When Lya was 12, her human mother and brother were killed by shape shifters.( Her father was a shifter himself, but left long ago.) They spared her because she was one of them, but ever since then she has despised who she was and all shifters. She became an assasin to support herself and to seek revenge. She became good at it by the time she was 14 and killed many, humans and shifters alike. She tries to be a human, hiding her shapeshifter aura with a spell.<br/>Personality: Shy when she doesn't know someone, emotional, negative, bitter,sarcastic, stubborn, Humerous and friendly when with friends. (enjoys glomping <3)<br/><br/>Lya watched from outside the window of the cabin as the two beasts were in the kitchen with breakfast. Her magenta eyes glared at them, she was dissapointed that she lost her chance to attack, but something about them had stopped her. She shook her head "Don't hold back, you have a mission, they deserve to die" She scolded at herself silently. She tenderly held the locket that contained the image of her small family together and smiling. "It's for you guys!" she held back a tear and closed her hand around the shiny gold metal, it pulsed under her fist with the gentle power of the spell she enchanted it with, to keep her human. She let it go and it hung loosely around her neck as she returned her gaze to the window. Moving a magenta lock of hair of her face, most of her hair was raven colored except for her bangs. She pulled the hood of her purple cloak to cover her head more, and willed the spells within it to camoflauge with the environment by changing color. "For you" She whispered, as she calculated another time to attack.