Sinnius Kaen

-Full Name: Sinnius Kaen

-Age: 19

-Sex: Male

-Sexuality: Bi

-Being: Changeling

-Personality: Sinnius is a complex individual. He acts very much as though he doesn't care for others or what happens to them. However as soon as someone is in danger he will rush in to help and fight, though once the fight is over he will quickly invent a selfish reason as to why he would bother helping them. He has a short temper with some individuals but usually stays quiet. He rarely opens up to others, and if he does it is a genuine privilege.

-Appearance: What do they look like? Dark red hair, emerald green eyes, usually wears brown and green travel clothes under a black hooded cloak.

-History: Sinnius lived with his parents until the age of ten when he discovered he could shift his form to that of a red wolf. His parents, scared and disgusted with this 'gift' disowned him and chased him from his home. Out of curiosity and worry, Sinnius returned a week later to find his parents had been slaughtered and his home destroyed. Passers-by suggested that Shadow Demons were behind it. Angry, scared and alone, Sinnius travelled from place to place, never stopping for long, using his wolf form to hunt and steal to survive, his human form to blend in when he was chased. He hated Shadow Demons from that day forth and his hatred made him a little bitter and discriminating for his young age.


-Changeling Animal: Human - Wolf

-Family: Mother and Father - deceased

-Role Play Samle: Sinnius walked silently through the crowd. He pulled his black hooded cloak tighter around him as a cold wind made him shiver. He sidestepped a few staggering individuals, the crowd was becoming harder to navigate. It didn't matter though. He didn't plan on staying in town long, just long enough to pick up some supplies then leave. He checked over his shoulder to see if he was being followed. It wouldn't do him good to be caught now. Sinnius dropped quietly into a dark alleyway and within seconds had dropped to all fours. He'd done it so many times now that the wolf came almost more naturally to him than human.

He felt the breeze flutter through his fur and shook. His face twisted in a frown. That was the only bad thing about his animal form, everything in the slums of the towns smelt so much worse! He focused on the task at hand and slunk down the dirty filth covered alley. He caught scent of what he'd smelt earlier on his walk. There at the end of the alley was a stall selling loaves of bread. He crept forward a few steps and leaned forwards, feeling his fangs seize one of the larger loaves.

Suddenly the shopkeeper turned and saw him. Sinnius's eyes widened. He snatched up the loaf and sprinted back down the alleyway with the furious man in close pursuit. Sinnius skidded round a corner and into the crowd. He shifted once more and leaned casually against a wall, bread hidden well under his cloak. The shopkeeper ran round the corner, frantically looking for the wolf, and pushed his way past Sinnius into the crowd. Sinnius grinned and made his way towards the edge of town. Another successful lunch.
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Question: If A Friend Came To Your Door Step Crying At 12 A.M., What Would The First Thing You Would Say To Them?
Answer:

"No guy or girl is worth your tears, and the one that is can't make you cry."