Name: Syra Goldstein

Race: lycan

Gender: female

Age: 18

Appearance: Syra has ebony hair that has been growing since she was four. It's long since passed her shoulders and now touches her waist. She has emerald green eyes and a regal nose. Her height measures 5' 11'', she thinks she's plenty tall so stays away from heels of any sort. she usually sticks with skinny jeans, graphic tees, a blazer or a leather jacket and a pair of all stars. Her skin is olive in winter and reaches almost mocha in the summer time.

History: Syra grew up in the UK. She doesn't exactly have a "bad" family, no absentee father or drugged out mother, but she just never really liked them. She always thought that they seemed too candy coated happy, coooking family meals together, her father mowing the law with a grin like he'd won the lottery and her sister eternally playing with barbies. The whole thing was getting a bit "Twilight zone" so she applied for an exchange student program and moved to the USA at age sixteen. It was there she was attacked. After visiting a bar with her friends, she meet a dashingly handsome young man who offered to take her home with him. She was young and ditsy and a little drunk, so she followed him to his car. As soon as she was in the front seat, well let's just say things went south. A scar on her neck and a hospital trip later, she was beginning to show symtoms of her new lupine quality. One night as she was consuming the heart of a recently disembowled chicken, an old man named Tomas found her. he told her he had heard of an academy for people like her and from there she found her way to Kokusai Academy, her safe haven.

Personality: Syra is easygoing as well as a little sensative. She can deal with a change of plans of an out of the blue problem, but things like breakups hit her in the soft spot. Don't get me wrong, she can take on an attacker no sweat. she only truely minds hurting someone when it ultimatley affects her. Syra is a confident for many people, being easy to talk to, but she sometimes has trouble keeping secrets. She can be deceptive though, so people usually have no idea she's told.

Weakness: As is the norm, Syra has a high intolerence to silver. Even the sight of the stuff makes her cringe. Her upperbody strength could use some work as well. If she's stuck clinging to the edge of a building, well let's just say it isn't going to end well.

Weapons: Syra usually carries around a set of concealed sabers in her sleeves, just for those special occasions.

Abilities: Syra can morph fully into a wolf. This comes with the ability to run very fast and tear the flesh off of basically anything with her dagger-like teeth.

Class Requested: inbetweener