Shay Lykan
Birth name; Seamus Anderson
Name; Shay Lykan
Age; 20ish
Gender; Male
Species; Werewolf
Sexual preference; Straight
Height; 5’11’’
Weight; 220 pounds
Build; Nicely toned, but his bulk doesn’t really emerge until the change hits him
Eye colour; Brown with a faint ring of amber around the pupil. His eyes will go totally amber when he shifts.
Hair colour; The brown of mottled leaves with tinges of red and blonde in the slightly curly mix.
--Overall appearance; Shay, although a fairly healthy being, looks pretty rough all the time. A dark shadow of stubble mars his jaw and dark lilac bruises are painted underneath leery eyes. He stands with a haggard stature but gives off an air of intimidation from the hard lines of his body and the scowl that hardly wavers on his face, unless twisting into a snarl. Glaring almond-shaped brown/amber eyes sit above a Greek nose and sharply accentuated cheek bones, and underneath thin, arching brows.
When Shay is halfway through the change, his body ripples with bulging muscle. The seams of whatever shirt he’s wearing will usually tear, same with his pants unless he’s wearing extremely baggy basketball shorts or sweats. His eyes will start to become engulfed by the amber in his iris, though some of the brown will stay just on the fringe. Shay’s jaw will start to protrude and morph into a snout and if he doesn’t morph quickly enough, his teeth will sharpen and lengthen like daggers and dig into the gums of his half-human mouth.
Full change, Shay stands at a height of 6’5’’ and is still a bipedal creature. His arms are thinner, the muscle he’d packed on having spanned out across gangly arms that hang past his knees. Four inch claws protrude from each of his five curling fingertips and his incisors will peak out from underneath his wolf-structured snout. Russet fur lines his entire body and his eyes become liquid pools of amber. Although a bipedal creature, Shay can drop onto all fours to run and even walk, but will hardly do so in a fight, preferring to rip with his claws and on occasion, snap with his teeth.
--His looks are loosely based off of the Skyrim werewolves (link), though I prefer a more “wolfish” look to him, as with his head and the fur on his body.--
Disabilities;
Scars; Plenty of teeth/claw marks on his body.
Shay in IC:
"Touching, like always, dear Phoenix." Katrina jumped when the man materialized behind her, one hand on her shoulder and the other on Phoenix's. His fingers slithered off of her shoulder and he moved around the two, shaking out his slightly shaggy blonde hair from his eyes and looking down at the two girls. He ignored Aaron and turned to grin at T.K., though the smile had a slightly forced edge to it. "Werewolves. They're known to be a bit insane. If we're going to play with the big boys, I suppose I can help with preparing our little newcomer," Shay said and rested his hands on his hips so he could lean his torso backwards and crack his back.
"One face full of fangs coming right up," Shay declared and pulled off his shirt. A low growling sound erupted from the man's chiseled chest. He stumbled back and fell to the ground just as his muscled body thickened. Bones groaned and snapped and his arms lengthened as his skull shifted. When Shay picked his golden head up, he bared his teeth in a growl and pushed himself to his feet. In his werewolf form, Shay's legs were thick, but his torso was triangulated, with broad shoulders and rippling muscles hiding beneath amber and gold fur.
Aaron moved protectively in front of Phoenix and Katrina likewise shifted closer to T.K. "Just let him find himself," Aaron murmured to the three of them. Shay shook his head a couple of times and scratched at one bat-like ear with claws that sickly reminded Katrina of the incubus'. He then smirked at the three of them, or what could be called a smirk, seeing as it was slightly distorted from the shape of his muzzle. All this same, his eyes glinted with delight at how Phoenix glared at him, and Aaron only sighed. "Well, at least we know Shay's still the same manipulative and outright irritating bastard we know him to be," Aaron muttered and Shay growled warningly.
"So, who wants to spar?" Phoenix asked.
Name; Shay Lykan
Age; 20ish
Gender; Male
Species; Werewolf
Sexual preference; Straight
Height; 5’11’’
Weight; 220 pounds
Build; Nicely toned, but his bulk doesn’t really emerge until the change hits him
Eye colour; Brown with a faint ring of amber around the pupil. His eyes will go totally amber when he shifts.
Hair colour; The brown of mottled leaves with tinges of red and blonde in the slightly curly mix.
--Overall appearance; Shay, although a fairly healthy being, looks pretty rough all the time. A dark shadow of stubble mars his jaw and dark lilac bruises are painted underneath leery eyes. He stands with a haggard stature but gives off an air of intimidation from the hard lines of his body and the scowl that hardly wavers on his face, unless twisting into a snarl. Glaring almond-shaped brown/amber eyes sit above a Greek nose and sharply accentuated cheek bones, and underneath thin, arching brows.
When Shay is halfway through the change, his body ripples with bulging muscle. The seams of whatever shirt he’s wearing will usually tear, same with his pants unless he’s wearing extremely baggy basketball shorts or sweats. His eyes will start to become engulfed by the amber in his iris, though some of the brown will stay just on the fringe. Shay’s jaw will start to protrude and morph into a snout and if he doesn’t morph quickly enough, his teeth will sharpen and lengthen like daggers and dig into the gums of his half-human mouth.
Full change, Shay stands at a height of 6’5’’ and is still a bipedal creature. His arms are thinner, the muscle he’d packed on having spanned out across gangly arms that hang past his knees. Four inch claws protrude from each of his five curling fingertips and his incisors will peak out from underneath his wolf-structured snout. Russet fur lines his entire body and his eyes become liquid pools of amber. Although a bipedal creature, Shay can drop onto all fours to run and even walk, but will hardly do so in a fight, preferring to rip with his claws and on occasion, snap with his teeth.
--His looks are loosely based off of the Skyrim werewolves (link), though I prefer a more “wolfish” look to him, as with his head and the fur on his body.--
Disabilities;
Scars; Plenty of teeth/claw marks on his body.
Shay in IC:
"Touching, like always, dear Phoenix." Katrina jumped when the man materialized behind her, one hand on her shoulder and the other on Phoenix's. His fingers slithered off of her shoulder and he moved around the two, shaking out his slightly shaggy blonde hair from his eyes and looking down at the two girls. He ignored Aaron and turned to grin at T.K., though the smile had a slightly forced edge to it. "Werewolves. They're known to be a bit insane. If we're going to play with the big boys, I suppose I can help with preparing our little newcomer," Shay said and rested his hands on his hips so he could lean his torso backwards and crack his back.
"One face full of fangs coming right up," Shay declared and pulled off his shirt. A low growling sound erupted from the man's chiseled chest. He stumbled back and fell to the ground just as his muscled body thickened. Bones groaned and snapped and his arms lengthened as his skull shifted. When Shay picked his golden head up, he bared his teeth in a growl and pushed himself to his feet. In his werewolf form, Shay's legs were thick, but his torso was triangulated, with broad shoulders and rippling muscles hiding beneath amber and gold fur.
Aaron moved protectively in front of Phoenix and Katrina likewise shifted closer to T.K. "Just let him find himself," Aaron murmured to the three of them. Shay shook his head a couple of times and scratched at one bat-like ear with claws that sickly reminded Katrina of the incubus'. He then smirked at the three of them, or what could be called a smirk, seeing as it was slightly distorted from the shape of his muzzle. All this same, his eyes glinted with delight at how Phoenix glared at him, and Aaron only sighed. "Well, at least we know Shay's still the same manipulative and outright irritating bastard we know him to be," Aaron muttered and Shay growled warningly.
"So, who wants to spar?" Phoenix asked.