Name : Bane Harrison Age : 21 Race : werewolf Powers (two) : He has power over nature and anti matter History : bane was seperated from his pack for years and soon became a hunting werewolf and after that the hunters started a sick game of hunting Bane down. leaving him very hurt and now they closed in for the kill. Personality : Bane is shy, careful and always thinking ahead before doing anything. he can come off as dark and sharp tounged but he has a deep love for everything and knows that not ever vampire was evil. Picture : Human form As a young werewolf at the start stands at five feet tall, when grown fully he stands at seven feet tall Bane ran through the forest swiftly his black pelt matching the night around him. he growled as he was in pain from all the lashes that the hunters had given him with silver lashes. He yelped as a trapped wrapped around him of pure silver and screamed a howl of pain that would reach anyone's ears whimpering in agony and struggled. knowing it was hopeless he bit at the ropes angrily but they where made of silver burning him to no end and whimpered in pain. he was a young werewolf lost alot of things in his life and regretted it all. Bane grunted as he tried to break free his black coat covered in blood as the silver wrapped around his throat and he kept himself calm and whimpered in pain. he suddenly hears a twig snap and eyes grew large and then shut waiting for death to take him , thinking the foot steps where that of hunters. he opened his eyes to see a vampire standing there and squirmed sharply not wanting to be attacked or killed. Hunters shouted "he went this way" One voice yelled as eight hunters where walking toward them.