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SnB - Cain Hargreaves by Justt-K
SnB - Cain Hargreaves
Name: Cain Hargreaves

Silvers: 0

Bones per Scene: 6
Clan name: Cinocephali

Status: Member

Clan Relationships:
                 Versipellis: Neutral
                 Ulfhednar: Neutral
                 Lycaon: Neutral
                 Cinocephali: Suspicious

Order name: N/A            

Pack name: N/A

Werespecies: Wolf

Forms: Feral

Rage Form: Feral

Age or DOB: Unknown DOB, appears 21. Ages slowly.

Complexion: Pale white.

Gender: Intersex(Both genitals), outwardly androgynous.

Eye color: Pale, icy blue. Dark red pupils (appears black in dim to no light)

Hair color/style: White-blonde. Shoulder length(back), nose length(bangs). Slightly curled ends.
(Transformed)Fur/scale color/pattern: Leucistic. Varying shades of tan and grays.

Build: Lean. Toned. More smooth muscle than bulk.
(Transformed) Build: Lean, fit, healthy.

Height: 6'
(Transformed) Height: 6'5"


Personality:   Outwardly Cain can easily come off as colder than polar ice. Violent as the oceans undertow and just as deadly. He's a killer and he isn't afraid to show it. Though he rarely kills without reason, although his reasons can be as severe as someone attacking his brother, to simply being human. He hates humans with a passion, and loathes every moment he has to be in his human skin.
         Born first, he's naturally protective of his younger, weaker twin. Though he doesn't align with Abel's ideals, Cain would lay his throat bare in an instant to save his other half. Despite his crassness, he IS respectable of others, though he wasn't always. Though he only gives this respect to those he deems worthy of it.
      Cain didn't learn to speak English until later in his life when his Mother took him and Abel to live with a human. He didn't take to it so well, so his English can be broken at times, and due to the Human's heritage he's picked up some very minor German. Cain depends more on body language and gutteral, feral sounds to communicate; or Abel.
                     Very few get to really know Cain, but the few who do will get to see his softer side.

Background:
***See Abel's sheet for pack history***
         
         The things Abel was at liberty to forget, were the days Cain recalled with the most clarity. The days of their childhood. The wilderness of the wild. The laws of their pack, their clan. He could recall the scent of the soil, the leaves of every plant, and every gust of wind. Wind that carried scent of humans through the trees, and scent of prey. Cain was very much a wild child. Leaving the den earlier than most other pups, wandering away to explore the forest that surrounded him. His first kill came early, at fault of a slow, human fed bird fell quickly to the pups fangs. Seeing promise within the pups skills and natural hunting ability, the Elder taught him early on how to hunt.
    However, controlling Cain soon proved to be difficult, even for the Elder. The pup often running off mid-lesson, and no amount of punishment seemed to correct his adventurous behavior.
       Cain self-taught himself how to climb trees, and swim in the rivers and ponds. He furthered his hunting to faster, larger prey such as larger birds, rabbits and small fawns; dragging them back for his shyer brother and den-bound Mother. His strength quickly became speed, flexibility and agility rather than brute strength. He continued to push his body's boundaries further and further to the point of being a young contortionist.
 
           When Cain and Abel's Mother took them away, was when Cain truly became violent. He hated the town, the humans, the life. He hated the food their Human 'Dad' made them eat, and even moreso, hated him for what he did to Abel. How he changed his Brother. His relationship with Abel and his own Mother downspiraled quickly. He became snappy and unpredictable, often lashing out with fangs bared toward the human. He felt caged, and it was here he'd discovered his feral form, brought on by his loneliness, his fear and anger. He'd wanted to return to the wilderness so badly he had truly become an animal.
     As he began to realize though that there was no getting out, that his Mother and brother were really here to stay that he unwillingly settled and began to refocus himself. Returning to testing his flexibility limits and even hunting birds in the backyard when he wasn't grounded to the house.
      
            The night his Great Grand Father attacked, was the night Cain flipped. Something in his mind had changed...  seeing his Mother and even the Human slaughtered. The threat of losing Abel as well. Cain watched his twin faint from the shock, and was left to protect Abel and himself. Left to fight his childhood tormentor. The Elder, his leader...   and molester. He hadn't realized it as a child, but the touches and attempts at rape had never left him.
    That night he'd attacked, is a night Cain had never spoken of, he'd never offered an explanation to Abel that morning, or anytime after. He simply packed a bag for Abel, and a bag for himself, and waited. Blood soaked and shell shocked for his twin to wake, so they could leave. All the twins knew from that day was that things were different now... and all they had were each other. Cain had forced Abel to leave the human home, leading his younger Brother across Canada, hopping from town to town. Coming to their stop in Chambury.

Random Facts:
    - He has a HUGE soft spot for young animals. Baby animals, especially puppies. He LOVES taking care of things despite his equal love of killing.
    - He wears a cloak and skirt fashioned from fabric tatters so he can shift without worrying about clothing.
    - He keeps a piece off every special kill he makes. A gold locket off a woman. Dog tags off a hunter, and three Lycan tails.
    - He can poledance, but his chances of doing it in public are nonexistant.
    - He LOVES to show off, so... if you work your words, you MAY get him to do the above.
Abilities:
    Human:
          

   Mystic:
           

   Were:
           At-Will Shifting (Rank 1)
           Survival Instinct (Rank 1)

   Clan:
           
   Elder:
           

Character Use:  Please ask first.

Descriptions for alternate forms (when obtained). This applies to all alternate forms, so make a new

list for every form you unlock.:


Form: Feral/Animal

Eye color: Pale blue, dark red pupils.

Height: 3'5" at the shoulder.

Build: Lean, sleek. Large paws.

Fur/scale color/pattern: Pale tans, creams and diluted grays.

Abilities:
      Grimm Persistance (Rank 2)

Misc.: Detail Sheet-Cain/Abel-SnB by Justt-K  For further visual detail.
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SnB - Abel Hargreaves by Justt-K
SnB - Abel Hargreaves
Name: Abel Hargreaves

Silvers: 0

Bones per Scene: 5
Clan name: Cinocephali

Status: Member

Clan Relationships:
                 Versipellis: Neutral
                 Ulfhednar: Neutral
                 Lycaon: Neutral
                 Cinocephali: Allied

Order name: N/A            

Pack name: N/A

Werespecies: Wolf

Forms:

Rage Form: Were

Age or DOB: Unknown DOB, appears 21. Ages slowly.

Complexion: Sickly pale white.

Gender: Intersex(Both genitals), dominantly male.

Eye color: Pale, icy blue. Dark red pupils (appears black in dim to no light)

Hair color/style: White-blonde. Shoulder length(back), nose length(bangs). Slightly curled ends. Thin, silky feel.
(Transformed)Fur/scale color/pattern: Leucistic. Varying shades of tan and grays.

Build: Emaciated(Appears thicker due to bandages). Tall. Willowy.
(Transformed) Build: Emaciated state shows more clearly. Bones and scars(Covering forearms) are very prominent.

Height: 6'
(Transformed) Height: 6'5"


Personality:      Very reserved, very private; but not unkind. Abel will likely be the kindest being you'll ever encounter. Though he treats himself cruelly, he would never expect of others what he expects of himself. He's very respectable about how others choose to live their lives, despite being highly religious himself. He will never, not ever allow anyone to see his inner turmoil. He hides everything within himself both emotionally and physically. Abel has problems with self control, or rather too much control. He strives to control every aspect of himself which has come about in less than appropriate ways. He's resorted to, from a young age, wrapping his body in medical bandages; all the way down to his fingertips. Abel hides silver tokens within his wrappings to weaken himself, as well as bloodletting. He bleeds himself nightly to further weaken his body, in his mind this lets out the bad 'wolf' blood; because of this his forearms are littered in scars. He's remained abstinant in sex, drugs and alcohol throughout his entire life so far.
       On the surface, Abel is very charitible. A very agreeable individual as well, eager to please. Though this can turn in an instant if anyone threatens his brother. He may not be able to fight well, but he will stop at nothing to defend Cain... except kill. Abel, will never. NEVER. Kill. In fact, he won't even eat meat. He hardly eats at all, though when he does, it is never meat. Rarely he will cave into his instincts and devour flesh of something already dead, though the act never goes without the proper punishments.

Background:
            At one time, the Hargreaves were an esteemed pack of many wolves, many sub-packs under one clan, on the east coast of the United States. Lively, healthy and wealthy with bountiful food and wonderous genetics. The pack was born before human settlement, and long withheld clean lines. Generations of strong males and fertile females, selectively bred for the pack's trademark eyes. Eyes only the purest of the pack held, the palest blue. The color of the frozen sea, with pupils the color of blood. Pups born without those eyes were kept but unallowed to breed for fear of ruining the gene pool. The Hargreaves lived in harmony with the native humans here. However... over time, as paler humans began to settle on the coast, the wolves were forced to move inland to survive. They wanted nothing to do with these murderous beings...
              
               Over many, many years, and many generations the sub-packs began to dwindle as wolves were killed off, packs starved or interbred with outsiders. One pack remained true to the clan, moving far, far north to get away. The elders of the main pack, ridden with fear and worry for the bloodline, led the remainders of the clan into Canada's wilderness. Their ties with the natives severed, the wolves became isolated. The clan still held decent numbers to prevent inbreeding for quite a few generations. The elders had hoped to find others worthy enough to allow into the clan; but this wish was never fulfilled as they never encountered other werewolves, at all.

            The pack remained isolated into modern days, trapped within a forest by a ring of human settlement. Though the original elders had passed, others had taken their place. Generations of inbreeding had resulted in a rather strange pack. Mutations ran rampant within the family, and more premature deaths occurred than could be counted.
         
         Abel and Cain, were very special to their Mother; her first children to have been born alive. Lia, an undersized female born from brother and sister, had long been thought infertile, finally had pups of her own. Her own children, her two beautiful... sons? The pack wasn't sure what to classify the children as. This wasn't the first time hermaphrodites had been born, but certainly the first to have been so well formed.

       Abel, the younger twin, preferred not to recall his childhood with the pack. The Elder, his Great Grandfather constantly trying to do things to him that he didn't understand yet. Chose not to remember how it felt to be wild, how it felt to live in the forest.
             Choosing by mental force of will, to remember only the after. After his Mother had met the human man, and snuck he and his brother away to live with the human. By this time, they were near their adolesence(human 10 year old). He quickly took to all the things his Human Dad had to teach him! Ways to control his wolf side, ways of the bible. He'd learned to speak, read, learned to do math, science and even, as he moved into his teen-years, medical books. He quickly taught himself first aid, and then furthered his medical studies. At this point, his relationship with Cain suffered a bit, and the twins had a falling out; though it never stopped the family from being happy. Abel was joyous, seeing his Mother happy at last with this human. Abel remembers the days fondly, feeling his future sibling moving beneath his Mother's skin. A little hybrid, proof of his Mother's love to the human man.
           Even clearer though, he remembers the day it was all taken away. The clan elder, had found them. After so many years... they'd been found. The clan had been wiped out, and Abel's Great Grandfather wanted the twins and their Mother back. Within moments of arrival, he had slaughtered their human Dad. Upon discovery of their Mother's pregnancy, she herself had been slaughtered for dirtying the bloodline. Leaving Cain and Abel to fend for themselves, though Abel doesn't recall what had happened.

            The following morning, Abel woke in the house, alone save for his bloody twin.. he unwillingly left with his brother. Starting their long journey across Canadian towns and wilderness together. Coming to their stop in Chambury.

Random Facts:
    - His love for his bandages began when he was a child. Bitten by his twin, his Human Dad had wrapped his torso in bandages.
    - He never stops smiling.
    - When he shifts, his wolf side is very fear-violent.
    - Suffers Anorexia Nervosa, Self Harm and OCD tendencies.
    - As a child, he stayed very close to his Mother, saving him from experiencing most of his home packs behavior.

Abilities:
    Human:
          First Aid (Rank 3)

   Mystic:
           

   Were:
           At-Will Shifting (Rank 1)
           Silver Tongued (Rank 3)
           Call it Back (Rank 2)

   Clan:
           
   Elder:
           

Character Use:  Please ask first.

Descriptions for alternate forms (when obtained). This applies to all alternate forms, so make a new list for every form you unlock.:


Form:

Eye color:

Height:

Build:

Fur/scale color/pattern:

Abilities:

Misc.: Detail Sheet-Cain/Abel-SnB by Justt-K  For further visual detail.
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whitepup Featured By Owner Jul 28, 2014
Thanks so much for the watch! I really appreciate it! :heart:
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QuebecoisWolf Featured By Owner Feb 13, 2014
Happy Birthday!

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Justt-K Featured By Owner Feb 13, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Awe, thanks man!
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Justt-K Featured By Owner Feb 10, 2013  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Yeah, I hope so!
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