Werewolf Mika-sanwolf
Clan:
Character description
"The life we live is a life of pain, blood, death, and decay. Nothing is worth living this life if this is all you have to look forward to. Only clan families, the love and protection we share is worth living this life, and keeping it. No one, no one at all, can take that away from us."
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Challenging, and alpha personality, quiet and elite. She has raven hair that is spiked and straight, with a streak of silver in the bangs. Eyes are rare, one is amber colored and the other is ice blue. When transformed she has pure raven black fur and the same colored orbs. She also has a crescent moon shaped mark on her right shoulder and a spiked collar, in either form. 5' 11, tan skin rippling with muscles, but not disgusting, toned. Usually/likes to be called Mika. In her humanoid form she wears black, baggy jeans with chains in the front and back, a black tank top, a spiked collar, bands around her arms, black on black high top converse, and around her legs, the shin and calf area, she has bandages. Around the back of her waist she carries a pouch filled with different knifes and throwing stars. As well as a pouch on her right and left leg filled with medication and potions.
She sometimes wears a black mask over her face or a black bandanna on her head; she mostly wears the bandanna. Caring of her clan and is willing to do anything for them. The life she used to live was horror able, her body tells the story of her past. Scars cover her back, shoulders, and torso. When she howls, it’s a deep baying sound that matches no other.
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Once long ago.....the she wolf had a son whose name was Van. When
Mika became what she is to this very day, she knew she couldn't
live a normal mortal life.....she hardly thought she was mortal at all!
So she did the only thing she could do.....she bit her own son......to change him into a Moon Child like his mother, Mika.
Six years later....
Van had grown into a strong, handsome, caring, and bold werewolf. His hair as black as the night sky. His skin as tan as leather, but as strong as steel. Eyes like silver gems in the night. He always wore a spiked collar around his neck. Mika as well had grown as much as her son, perhaps more. She had also grown wiser, faster, and more cunning.
One day Mika and Van came upon a village. Both enjoyed a good hunt, they killed many, but not all. As they searched for survivors, a male vampire appeared. In his grasp he held a young boy, no older then 12. Blood flowed freely from the boy’s neck and stained the vampire's fangs, just as it stained their own faces. But looks can be disiving.
Before either werewolf could blink the boy jumped out of the vampire's hold and knocked Van to the floor, the vampire was only a step behind. He tackled Mika and tried to stab her in the chest with a knife but she quickly bit his hand and tore it completely off. The male vampire yelled in pain and anger, and he struck Mika across the face, knocking her to the ground once again. She coughed up blood and returned to her human form, Van was still fighting the vampire boy, but he had managed strike him on the ribs so hard that the boy vampire was also coughing up blood. The boy knew he was getting no where so he pulled out a knife and stabbed it through Van's paw. Van yelped and lunged forward, biting the vampire boy on the neck, killing him. The older vampire yelled out a battle cry, and advanced on Van, but Mika threw herself in the way and was stabbed between two ribs, she couldn't move. She tried and tried with all her might and will but, it was all in vain, she fell unconscious, but not before she heard Van howl in pain.
When she came to she found Van dead, pinned to a tree. Blood flowed from his neck, chest, and hand. He was in his human form, eyes closed, and clothes torn. Mika slowly crawled to him and pulled him off the tree, laying hm on the blood soaked ground. She stroked his hair as she usually did before he went to sleep. Tears came to her eyes but she didn’t wipe them away, she looked down at her one and only son and kissed him on the forehead. Her tears fell and landed on the spiked collar that Van had always worn; she looked at it then removed it as carefully as she could. She then bound it around her neck the way she had seen Van do. Mika then looked down at her son, threw him over her shoulder and walked to the edge of the forest and began to dig a grave for her son. By the time she finished digging the grave it was early dawn, she had had a long night, she grabbed Vancha, after she carefully bound his body with blankets she found, and lowered him into the four foot deep grave. She buried him as quickly as she could for she couldn't be sure that the vampire that she bit the hand from had left the area. When she finished she laid a flat stone upon the grave with some of Van's favorite flowers. On the flat stone she carved, 'RIP Van. My son, my heart, my soul, my one and only love. You are my life, and one day we shall mean again, in the after life. Wait for me, your mother, Mika. I love you.’ She stuck the stone at the head of the grave with the flowers, and then walked away from her son's grave.
As she walked through the village she heard a sobbing sound coming from one of the houses, she followed the sound. She kicked open the door, even if it hurt her injured ribs, and walked in. As she climbed a flight of stairs the sobbing became louder more clear, she stopped and kicked open the door next to her. There kneeled next to a dead body was a young boy. He had the same dark hair and tan skin as her and Van had, but had onyx eyes instead of silver, gold, or ice blue. He looked to be about 13 years of age. The dead body he was crying on looked to be that of a middle aged woman. 'His mother.' thought Mika as she looked from the boy to his now dead mother. On the woman's neck were two perfectly made holes. She knew the vampire had been there even without seeing the holes, she could smell him everywhere in the room, death, decay, and blood mixed all together.
Mika kneeled next to the boy, he didn’t cry out like she thought he would, but instead threw himself into her arms and hugged her tightly. Mika looked shocked but then held the boy tightly in her arms. He cried, "That’s my mom. Please help her! Please!!!".
"I can't help your mom...but I can help you, young one." said Mika.
"Really? How?” he asked and then she told him that she can change him into something stronger, faster, and more beautiful; something that can kill the creature that killed his mother. At first he declined but as he thought about it he accepted the request. Mika made sure he really wanted to do it and he said yes. She bent her head to his neck and he panicked, he threw his fist into her injured ribs and she doubled over.
"What are you doing!?!" yelled Mika as she glared daggers at him.
"You were going to bit me just like that guy did to mom!" he yelled back. Mika struck him across the face but not hard, any harder and she would of shattered the bones in his face and jaw. The boy got back up just as Mika tackled him landing on top of him. She quickly changed forms and bit his collar bone, not enough to break the bone but enough to draw blood which was what she needed. He whimpered as she used her paw to rip his shirt open and left four long, jagged claw marks down his chest. Then let go of his collar bone, he didn't move, then bit her self and let the blood mix on his chest. She didn't move from her spot on top of him until she heard him whimper and growl like a pup. She stood and held out her hand the boy took it, "What’s your name young one?” she asked.
"It was Roy, but not any more, Roy is dead to the world now. My name is........Jacob" he said. Mika smiled and ruffled his hair like she did so many times to Vancha. "Good. My name is Mika...and I shall be your Guardian and mentor. Let’s go."
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Challenging, and alpha personality, quiet and elite. She has raven hair that is spiked and straight, with a streak of silver in the bangs. Eyes are rare, one is amber colored and the other is ice blue. When transformed she has pure raven black fur and the same colored orbs. She also has a crescent moon shaped mark on her right shoulder and a spiked collar, in either form. 5' 11, tan skin rippling with muscles, but not disgusting, toned. Usually/likes to be called Mika. In her humanoid form she wears black, baggy jeans with chains in the front and back, a black tank top, a spiked collar, bands around her arms, black on black high top converse, and around her legs, the shin and calf area, she has bandages. Around the back of her waist she carries a pouch filled with different knifes and throwing stars. As well as a pouch on her right and left leg filled with medication and potions.
She sometimes wears a black mask over her face or a black bandanna on her head; she mostly wears the bandanna. Caring of her clan and is willing to do anything for them. The life she used to live was horror able, her body tells the story of her past. Scars cover her back, shoulders, and torso. When she howls, it’s a deep baying sound that matches no other.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Once long ago.....the she wolf had a son whose name was Van. When
Mika became what she is to this very day, she knew she couldn't
live a normal mortal life.....she hardly thought she was mortal at all!
So she did the only thing she could do.....she bit her own son......to change him into a Moon Child like his mother, Mika.
Six years later....
Van had grown into a strong, handsome, caring, and bold werewolf. His hair as black as the night sky. His skin as tan as leather, but as strong as steel. Eyes like silver gems in the night. He always wore a spiked collar around his neck. Mika as well had grown as much as her son, perhaps more. She had also grown wiser, faster, and more cunning.
One day Mika and Van came upon a village. Both enjoyed a good hunt, they killed many, but not all. As they searched for survivors, a male vampire appeared. In his grasp he held a young boy, no older then 12. Blood flowed freely from the boy’s neck and stained the vampire's fangs, just as it stained their own faces. But looks can be disiving.
Before either werewolf could blink the boy jumped out of the vampire's hold and knocked Van to the floor, the vampire was only a step behind. He tackled Mika and tried to stab her in the chest with a knife but she quickly bit his hand and tore it completely off. The male vampire yelled in pain and anger, and he struck Mika across the face, knocking her to the ground once again. She coughed up blood and returned to her human form, Van was still fighting the vampire boy, but he had managed strike him on the ribs so hard that the boy vampire was also coughing up blood. The boy knew he was getting no where so he pulled out a knife and stabbed it through Van's paw. Van yelped and lunged forward, biting the vampire boy on the neck, killing him. The older vampire yelled out a battle cry, and advanced on Van, but Mika threw herself in the way and was stabbed between two ribs, she couldn't move. She tried and tried with all her might and will but, it was all in vain, she fell unconscious, but not before she heard Van howl in pain.
When she came to she found Van dead, pinned to a tree. Blood flowed from his neck, chest, and hand. He was in his human form, eyes closed, and clothes torn. Mika slowly crawled to him and pulled him off the tree, laying hm on the blood soaked ground. She stroked his hair as she usually did before he went to sleep. Tears came to her eyes but she didn’t wipe them away, she looked down at her one and only son and kissed him on the forehead. Her tears fell and landed on the spiked collar that Van had always worn; she looked at it then removed it as carefully as she could. She then bound it around her neck the way she had seen Van do. Mika then looked down at her son, threw him over her shoulder and walked to the edge of the forest and began to dig a grave for her son. By the time she finished digging the grave it was early dawn, she had had a long night, she grabbed Vancha, after she carefully bound his body with blankets she found, and lowered him into the four foot deep grave. She buried him as quickly as she could for she couldn't be sure that the vampire that she bit the hand from had left the area. When she finished she laid a flat stone upon the grave with some of Van's favorite flowers. On the flat stone she carved, 'RIP Van. My son, my heart, my soul, my one and only love. You are my life, and one day we shall mean again, in the after life. Wait for me, your mother, Mika. I love you.’ She stuck the stone at the head of the grave with the flowers, and then walked away from her son's grave.
As she walked through the village she heard a sobbing sound coming from one of the houses, she followed the sound. She kicked open the door, even if it hurt her injured ribs, and walked in. As she climbed a flight of stairs the sobbing became louder more clear, she stopped and kicked open the door next to her. There kneeled next to a dead body was a young boy. He had the same dark hair and tan skin as her and Van had, but had onyx eyes instead of silver, gold, or ice blue. He looked to be about 13 years of age. The dead body he was crying on looked to be that of a middle aged woman. 'His mother.' thought Mika as she looked from the boy to his now dead mother. On the woman's neck were two perfectly made holes. She knew the vampire had been there even without seeing the holes, she could smell him everywhere in the room, death, decay, and blood mixed all together.
Mika kneeled next to the boy, he didn’t cry out like she thought he would, but instead threw himself into her arms and hugged her tightly. Mika looked shocked but then held the boy tightly in her arms. He cried, "That’s my mom. Please help her! Please!!!".
"I can't help your mom...but I can help you, young one." said Mika.
"Really? How?” he asked and then she told him that she can change him into something stronger, faster, and more beautiful; something that can kill the creature that killed his mother. At first he declined but as he thought about it he accepted the request. Mika made sure he really wanted to do it and he said yes. She bent her head to his neck and he panicked, he threw his fist into her injured ribs and she doubled over.
"What are you doing!?!" yelled Mika as she glared daggers at him.
"You were going to bit me just like that guy did to mom!" he yelled back. Mika struck him across the face but not hard, any harder and she would of shattered the bones in his face and jaw. The boy got back up just as Mika tackled him landing on top of him. She quickly changed forms and bit his collar bone, not enough to break the bone but enough to draw blood which was what she needed. He whimpered as she used her paw to rip his shirt open and left four long, jagged claw marks down his chest. Then let go of his collar bone, he didn't move, then bit her self and let the blood mix on his chest. She didn't move from her spot on top of him until she heard him whimper and growl like a pup. She stood and held out her hand the boy took it, "What’s your name young one?” she asked.
"It was Roy, but not any more, Roy is dead to the world now. My name is........Jacob" he said. Mika smiled and ruffled his hair like she did so many times to Vancha. "Good. My name is Mika...and I shall be your Guardian and mentor. Let’s go."
Statistics
| Total loot: | 8,136.47 kgs of flesh |
| Victims bitten (via link): | 6 |
| Fights: | 210 |
| Victories: | 45 |
| Defeats: | 165 |
| Draws: | 0 |
| Gold gained: | ~ 0.00  |
| Gold lost: | ~ 2,000.00 |
| Damage to enemies: | 4018.35 |
| Damage from enemies: | 24636.02 |
The attributes of Mika-sanwolf:
| Character level: | Level 9 |
| Strength: |    (19) |
| Defence: | (17) |
| Agility: | (17) |
| Stamina: | (16) |
| Dexterity: | (16) |
| Experience: |   (368|405) |
The ancestral site statistics of Mika-sanwolf
| Attempted challenges: | 0 |
| Successful challenges: | 0 |
| Failed challenges: | 0 |
The sentinel of Mika-sanwolf
| Sentinel breed: | Hound |
| Sentinel name: | Hound |
| Attack: | (9) |
| Defence: | (8) |
| Stamina: | (8) |
Profile
| Gender: | female |
| Age: | 15-20 Years |
| Hometown: | miami |
| ICQ-number: | --- |
| MSN Messenger: | --- |
| Yahoo Messenger: | --- |
| AIM-Name: | --- |
| Jabber ID | --- |
| Skype ID | --- |
Arena
Mika-sanwolf has not yet achieved a special arena rank.
Mika-sanwolf has created 3 Werewolves so far:
| kidzombie | Level 12 | Loot 19182.1 kgs of flesh |
| Maddog92 | Level 7 | Loot 4058.7 kgs of flesh |
| Hellman88 | Level 1 | Loot 0 kgs of flesh |