Lila Laviren's Werecard

From: "Lady Lila" (Lila@wolf-web.com)

Human Name:Kate Dolch
Were Name:Lila Laviren Or Miss Lila Wolf 
Phenotype: (e.g. werewolf, werebat, etc.)werewolf
Shifting Ability: Mental, Dream, would like a full physical but can only
achieve partial.
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual (so far)
Birthdate:11/1/(if you ask nicely I might tell you)

Birthplace:Westlake Ohio
Religion: Catholic by baptisim, None by choice
Favorite Color: Midnight Blue
Home Territory: (where you live now)Columbia Station Ohio
Dream Territory: (where you'd like to live, ideally)Right where I am

Physical Description, Human:Female, 5'6, blond hair
Blue(natural)/green/(contacts) eyes medium length blonde hair. Medium
build, 145 lbs. 
Physical Description, Were:anthro or not, feminine body shapely curves,
silky black fur, slightly taller if at all, one green and one blue eye,
gentle but the onlook of a hunter. Silver stripe from shoulder blades to
tip of tail, slight silver undercoat of fur as well. 
Human Career:Waitress

Hobbies/Interests:Concerts, music, pool, being with those close to me
studying wolves and other animals. 
Favorite Movie:The Crow
Favorite Were Movie:An american Werewolf in paris
Favorite Literature:Horror
Favorite Were Literature:Children of the Night series
Favorite Art:Furry
Favorite Were Art:Furry
Favorite Saying/Quote:If man were intended to smoke, god would have set him
on fire.
Favorite Were Saying/Quote:"Don't piss me off"
Favorite Personal Quote:"CHILL!"
Favorite Song/Band(s):MushroomHead, Type O Negative
Favorite Were Song/Band(s):Mushroomhead
Favorite Season:Summer
Favorite Holiday:All Hallows Eve

Preferred Prey:Males of the human species;) Or deer 
Hunting Tips:Time, Slowness, Stealth, and patients gets the kill. 
Preferred Method of Attack:From shadows and underbrush
Favorite Non-Were Mythological Beastie(s):Dragon
Feelings Toward Vampires:Like humans and weres alike there are your good
and bad. I have met a few, aslong as they are not hatefull or threatning
towards me, I will not be that way towards them, There is no hate towards
them, but I prefer a were as my company any day. 
Feelings Toward Normal Humans:Without humans we might be happier, but some
humans have a special place in my heart. There are those whom I would like
to rip to shreds for even the most petty of reasons, and then again there
are those whom I would fight to the death to protect. A human must win my
trust, before my heart, and even still there is always a sense of distance
and of waryness towards them all. 


Personal Lycanthropy:

	I believe I was born With all these wonderful gifts, but then 
again for those of you who believe in being bitten (I don't) I was 
bitten by a wolf as well.  Here is my story, bare with me for the long
hall. It seems to run in my family on one side to have these gifts,But then
again it has seemed to almost skip a generation. Those who I saw the traits
have passed on in their journeys, and now there is perhaps only myself left. 
I have been raised with wolves generally a good half or more of my life, from 
birth to around 5 grandparants owned a lovely husky wolf mix, and the love 
between us like cub and  parent was almost unbreakable, He would not alow me 
to even wander for a moment from his site, nor alow me to cry alone at night 
without a whine or a nuzzle, though he was old we seemed one of a kind. I 
still remember the day where in a gentle way to tell me not to hog his 
pettings from a family friend, I wrapped my arms around him and he
swung his head back in a warning snarl, catching his front fang above 
my eye, (hence the bite, long shince grown over with my eyebrows)
Nothing to bad, but the cringe he made and the wimper he cried, you know he
never ment hurt me. His passing left a spot of blankness in my sould I 
would soon forget, not to be reawakened for some time.

	Life passed on and so did the beginnging of many new and strange
feelings, desires, dreams, dreams of olden days, of friends and foes, 
shifting and hunting. At first I was frightened, why and how could I 
become such a creature, a creature that killed, that was a wolf. Soon 
it was not only dreams, but I found my every day life being affected, 
sight, taste, smell, even the desires to run throughout the forest 
with the moonlight on my back. The most well frightning would be the 
desire to to hunt and kill though. In my eyes I was going insane, I 
was a freak, a psycho, somone who needed to be locked up and never let 
out. To think I was actually becoming or was a wolf, How silly. I went on 
trying to hide it, avoiding friends and family, staying in my room and
becoming alone and depressed to the point where I figured there was no 
way out, but down. I started reading books, stories with  people in the 
same position, I started to wonder, but it was not untill I met a special friend 
paws raised in praise to him). He thought and schooled me in what was
happening, and how to accept it, welcome it, and become it. And to him 
those many years ago I am greatfull, and thank him with all my heart. 

	Now you wonder, I said I was raised around wolves for more than
half my life, well yes, when I was about 15, good friends of the family 
began raising full timber wolves, well one was full the other was 90%, 
beautiful animals, nothing compairs to the look in their eyes and the 
touch of their fur. I spent many a day and night gazing, watching, 
romping and listning to these animals, and it saddenes my heart to 
say they are no longer with us, due to the cruelty and heartlessness 
of humans. but their spirit lives on in my soul. Yes I do know others 
like myself, perhaps they are not exactaly the same, but my spirit and 
sould belong only to the wolf, and I search everyday to welcome it more, 
and be able to be the wolf I really am, mind, heart, body, and soul.

Other Comments: I may be a were, but I am a shy one, still perhaps unassure
of what I am, looking to know what I have to offer more to others, and what 
to offer myself. I am not ashamed or regretfull for anything. If you want to 
know me ask, if you wish to know something ask. My history is an open book, 
you just have to be careful not to rip the pages. Lila@wolf-web.com