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Background: I was born in Seattle, to two werewolves from
the Black Spiral Dancers clan, a hated, evil clan among the
honorable werewolves. My father took of before I was born,
while my mom couldn't. I believe that if she could, she
would run away as well. When I was born, I was at my Crinos
form, a Metis, a gigantic half wolf half man. I was born
under the light of the full moon, so my auspice is, of
course, Ahroun. It set my future as a werewovian warrior. My
mother was shocked, as did all the doctors and nurses, of
the way I looked. My mother decided she didn't wanted a baby
so warped up. Actually, she wasn't sure she wanted a baby in
the first place. She also hadn't had the courage to leave a
baby behind, so she looked for someone to adopt me. After a
lot of searching, she found a great couple to adopt me. They
were werewolves as well, only they were from the clan
Children of Gaia. My foster parents raised me as if I was a
normal member of the clan, hoping I will come out good. They
named me Carry, a short for
"He-who-feeds-the-earth-with-crimson-blood", a name worthy
of a werewolf. I didn't. They tried to teach me the ways of
the werewolves, and they did good in the fight training, and
also in rituals teaching. But the never noticed my rage, I
was too strong willed too expose it in front of them. When
they weren't around I did great things. For example I
remember one time when they took of, I don't know where to,
I have found a cat that just gave birth to 4 little kittens.
There were two girls and a boy near her, watching what they
called "sweet little cats". They were about 9-10 years old,
while I was 4. I changed to my Lupus, wolf, form and scared
them away. The cat got really nervous. I changed to my
Crinos form, and killed it. Then I changed back to my Homid,
human, form, took a bath full of water and shoved the cats
in. I didn't stuck them in, I let them try to escape. I
remember those voices that they made. I was sweet. I took
one of them out before he drowned, took a knife, and cut him
open, so I can see where was the noise coming from. After
that I cleaned up the place, and buried the cats, so my
parents won't find them. As I grew older, my parents started
to notice the change in me, and as soon as I realized that I
took the most valuable thing they had, a grand klaive, which
is a werewolvian weapon, and a strong one. I also took some
money, food and clothes and ran away. They tried to catch
me, but they trained me too well. I was about 12 at that
time and all alone. After a while I got sick of the outer
region of Seattle, and decided to get in. my parents told me
about the life in the city, so I knew how to act, or so I
thought. I knew I should take Homid form, and not change in
front of people. I knew to talk, and I heard them telling me
all kind of stuff about what is buying and selling, but I
never thought I will be like this. At first I was amazed
with the speed and the rush of the big city. It was nothing
like the wild. It wasn't even like the small village that me
and my parents lived in for a short while. I took time to
get used to it. The first thing I did was to lean how to
drive, as I thought I would be helpful. Then I began to
learn about the powers that make the city tick. I learned
about the police, and about crime. I learned about working
and about rules. And most important I learned about the
unnatural. My parents told me all about vampires, mages and
the like, but it wasn't at all what they've told me. I
learned about the powers in the vampire society, about
princes and bishops. I leaned a little about the vampires'
powers, and also about their weaknesses. It took me a bit
more then 3 years to lean all this. Then I decided I want to
pick side. I choose to leave the lore my parents have taught
me, and join the vampires. I knew the vampires were split in
two sects, and after thinking about it, I decided to join
the Camarilla, a more human-like sect. In order to do that I
came to meet the prince of Seattle, which was quite
fascinated by a werewolf that wishes to work with the
Camarilla. He decided that it would benefit the Camarilla,
as well as to his status in it, so he let me work with him.
At first he assigned a vampire to teach me about vampires,
the Camarilla, Seattle, the enemies of the Camarilla and a
lot of other importernt thing in order to live the life
style I had planned. After about an year with my sire, as he
called himself, I was ready. I got assigned with a bunch of
younger vampires. The rest of my story is still to be told.





Appearance: I'm tall, muscular guy. I'm also an albino,
with long white hair, pale skin and glowing red eyes. I
admit I do look a bit ghost-like. Most of the time I look
like I'm distracted by something, although I can pay you
full attention at that time.





Character: as for my character I can say I'm very strong
willed, and can hold myself, but when I get angry you don't
want to be anywhere around me. I'm still not sure that I did
the right thing when I joined the Camarilla. Maybe I should
have joined the Sabbat, or maybe I should have even stick to
the lore my parents gave me. Anyway, now I'm a part of the
Camarilla, and I'll act in favor of it now. But if there
shall be a time when I think I should turn against them I
don't think I'll hesitate much. After all they see me as a
valuable member, so I think the Sabbat will as well. As for
returning to my parents lore, I think it will be harder, as
I won't be able to join a pack after leaving like that, and
as I am a Black Spiral Dancer, which is not welcomed. Maybe
I can manage doing that on my own, aseptically if I will
stick with the vampires for now, and learn of I can inflict
much damage, when hitting at the right moment.
I admit that I'm not very smart, but I get the hang of
things quickly, and I'm faster thinker than a lot. I use
sarcasm a lot, because I can't stand those ignorant fools
around me.
The most important thing in my perspective is to do what
ever I wish, and not give in for others needs. After all I
live for myself and not for them. This is way I left home,
this is way I joined the Camarilla, and this will probably
be the reason why I'll leave it.



היצירה לעיל הנה בדיונית וכל קשר בינה ובין
המציאות הנו מקרי בהחלט. אין צוות האתר ו/או
הנהלת האתר אחראים לנזק, אבדן, אי נוחות, עגמת
נפש וכיו''ב תוצאות, ישירות או עקיפות, שייגרמו
לך או לכל צד שלישי בשל מסרים שיפורסמו
ביצירות, שהנם באחריות היוצר בלבד.
בבמה מאז 19/8/01 20:38
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