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N A M E - Luke Conroy
S P E C I E S - Hybrid
A G E - 24
P E R S O N A - Humorous, out-going, nice, understanding (not to the hunters or humans)
Luke liked to consider himself as polite. An excellent asset when trying to be the perfect gentleman, however, the boy couldn't hold back anymore as he witnessed the events before him. Krystal, one of the other pack members, had just stood there, watching as a human--a living being, capable of being easily injured--had just received one of Piper's, a girl he had taken quite a liking to, physically slammed her fist--or whatever the item was--onto him, instantly knocking the
"Well, well, well," he interjected as he moved to stand in between the two, instantly wrapped an arm around Piper's shoulders in a pathetic attempt to try and lean against her. "Wasn't that just exciting?" A smile tugged at the corner of his lips, ever so slightly, as he then turned to face Krystal. "What are you two ladies talking about?"