Tatumn May Rhodes
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Species: Werewolf
Rank/role: Loner
Personality:
Tatumn was just like any other nineteen year old girl who had just graduated high school and was excited to start a new adventure as a college freshman. Things had been going great, she had trained all summer for her college's cross country team she had been recruited for and even hit a personal record for her 5K. Sure, she hadn't spoken to her small group of friends in a few weeks, but figured they'd understand that she had to focus and prepare for her future. It was her dream to one day compete as an Olympic runner. Her adoptive parents had always been supportive of her dreams. They fought to let her join the cross country and track teams of a bigger neighboring school so she'd have a better chance of succeeding and better competition.
She loved her adopted parents, they were the ones who had raised her since she was two years old. She trusted them explicitly. So when she was 10 and had started having some troubling anxiety attacks as well as some trouble with temper tantrums they helped her get a prescription for an anti-anxiety medication through their local pharmacy. Tatumn had been taking it every day since then and hadn't had much issue until recently. Tatumn had been so busy training and studying that she began to forget to take her medication.
When she realized she forgot to take it three days in a row, she shrugged it off and figured she had outgrown her childhood anxiety disorder and flushed the rest down the toilet. Later that day while three miles into her run she began experiencing a sudden migraine that made her drop to her knees and hit her head. When she came to, she was miles away in the forest far from town all covered in dirt and blood. A half eaten rabbit carcass lay a few feet away.
She's been left reeling, trying to figure out how she hadn't known what she was until now. She's not sure she can return to her family, every time she thinks about seeing her parents her fear bubbles up and the next thing she knows, she's sprouted fur and is on all fours.
defining traits
Ambitious: Tatumn usually knows what she wants and she works for it. Coming from a small town has really helped embue her with the meaning of hard work and the richness you feel when it's done. It's a feeling a she chases after.
Energetic: Absolute boundless energy in a small package. She hates to sit still and feels like she always has to get her morning run out of the way in order to really feel like she can focus on anything else. Even then, her leg is bouncing a mile a minute.
Compassionate: Tatum has always been a kind friend, though not always empathetic. She's great at telling when someone else has upset another person, but not when she upsets someone else.
Open-book: Her emotions have always been plastered all over her face, whether she likes it or not. Her adoptive mom had always told her: how can your mouth lie so easy when your face can't even keep up? She also has a hard time with just blurting things out before her brain can think 'em through. She's lost a few aquaintences over that charming ability.
pragmatic//impulsive//responsible
Appearance:
Tatumn is lean and atheltic with lots of lean muscle and little to no curve, thanks to her strict training regimen. She's a bit taller than most girls her age, standing at about 5'10. She's a beanpole, as her parents call her, and stick-thin. She's mostly all limbs and legs and is a bit insecure of how thin and tall she is compared to her friends.
Tatumn has a slightly rounded face and small, pointy chin. She has a small nose and wide, downturned chocolate brown eyes. Her hair falls to just above mid back and is a warm, honey blonde with sun-bleached highlights. She hates getting her hair cut, even though it's a hassle to braid or put up for running, or doing just about anything.
She's not super into beauty or fashion but takes pride that her wide, brown eyes are quite pretty and considers them her best physical feature. Though she doesn't often wear makeup, she does like to curl her thick eye lashes and swipe on some mascara as it helps draw more attention to her eyes.
Wolf Form
True to her human physique, Tatumn's canid form is also quite tall and lanky. Her legs are long and agile with proportionate looking paws. Her body is still thin, but still holds her lean muscle. Her fur is just darker than her human hair, in hues of light gold to golden brown and white underfur. She stands at about 36 inches at the shoulder and weighs a mere 85 lbs. Her muzzle is long and thin with lighter golden blonde coloring around her face which turns darker around her ears. Her eyes are the same, dark chocolate color as her human form.
Likes: the colors yellow and pink, reading, running, baking cookies, lighthearted music, autumn and spring, oversized sweaters
Dislikes: When people don't say what they mean, winter, being cold,
Relationship status: Single
Sexuality: straight leaning, but open to getting to know anyone
Other: She was adopted at the age of two by her adoptive parents out in Oklahoma, despite not growing up there she had a bit of an accent. They didn't know of her werewolf heritage until she was a bit older. They found someone willing to help them keep Tatumn in the dark about her birth family and had her take a pill everyday to keep her from being able to transform or act anything less than human.
Winter 
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