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Name: Scout Acker
Nickname(s) and/or Aliases: N/A
Age: 31
Species: Werewolf
Sexuality: Bisexual
[Appearance]
Height: 6"2
Eye colour: Light brown with darker flecks.
Hair colour and length: Chestnut, short sides, mess on top.
Distinguishing Markings: Birthmark on his thumb almost shaped like an arrow.
Tattoo's/scars/birthmarks etc:
[Personality]
Occupation: Piano teacher.
Personality: Scout can often appear like a hard edged guy, his first impression is usually a blank expression with arms folded over his chest. He's in his mind a lot however, he day dreams practically every second of the day and reality is the dream for him. Contrastingly to daydreaming, he's a completely and utterly realistic type of person. He won't do things if he sees no point or reason. If it's out of budget, even by a penny, he won't bother cause he sees no point. He's a dreamer who refuses to try and use dreams to help him achieve at life. That doesn't mean Scout won't try. When he does put his mind to set goals in life, he can get tooth and nail if he can get there. Also if you tell him that he can't do something, for as long as he can, he will try and prove you wrong and better himself. He can hold a grudge and don't ever expect that he's going to forgive you for whatever you may have done to him. Yet when it comes to friends and family, Scout is a very openly loving person. He loves to let go around those he is comfortable around and just be happy.
Likes/Dislikes:
+ Iced coffee
+ The taste of Apples
+ Being happy
+ New Moons
+ Music and Singing
+ Spending time with Jax.
- Full Moons
- Holiday Seasons
- Knowing he can't do something
Strengths:
Scout is a very realistic person and it works to his advantage. When it comes to solving problems, he does it in a good fashion that often works out. He doesn't see the point in over estimating and outweighing situations. Scout is very musically talented. He can play the piano and sings well and has made a small career out of it. He's a creative person and doesn't let his imagination be stopped. He completely loves living in a fantasy and he wouldn't have it any other way. Another strength is the bond with his brother. The two have a fantastic relationship and Scout is prouder of no one else but Jax.
Weaknesses:
His main weakness is the fact he isn't completely happy being a werewolf and probably never will be. He doesn't enjoy being in a pack, he doesn't enjoy shifting and losing that control over himself for a night. He can get outcasted looks from friend and family but he doesn't care. Scout can hold a grudge. Even if you 'redeem' yourself in the eyes of everyone else in the world, he'll probably still hold a grudge.
Abilities:
Can transform into a wolf but has no control over it
Able to heal without any marks left over
slow ageing and practically immortal lifespan
Skills:
+ Talented pianist and singer
+ Financially vey good with money
+ Very determined
Scout and Jax were born to regretfully mated parents. Their mother was a low ranked Omega that somehow got herself mated to a high ranking Alpha. The two never should have even found a bond but for some reason they did and ended up having to stay together. They never grew to love each other; yet along even like each other. Their kids didn't even bring the parents any sort of peace or even common ground. Their father was tough on them. Ranked Alpha's and forced into accepting the life style by a father that could barely admit that he loved his children. Jax was utterly terrified of everything werewolf whereas Scout had tried to accept it and help his younger brother adjust to it. Their father was also tougher on Jax than he was Scout. Jax was more of a sickly child, if there was a chill in the air, he often got sick straight after. He was accused of being too sheltered to his mother, Jax grew to fear his father and the pressure of being within the pack. Scout tried everything he could to help his brother. To try and make him more comfortable and take his father's sole attention on making Jax a better Alpha.
Jax was completely okay with growing up in Scout's shadow. Even their mother admired that Scout took more of the responsibility that he should have had. As the first born, he was suppose to be the up and coming Alpha, but yet their father though it was Jax more than him. The two were constantly around each other and always hanging out whenever they could. Scout found music when he was seven years old. Their pack was descended from a Romany Gypsies though over the years, the culture had mostly been sieved out. One thing Scout found himself connecting with was the music around them. An aunt started to teach him to sing and place piano and he never stopped, even with mocking from his father, he didn't let it put him off. Jax however was more concerned with getting a new book and locking himself away for hours till he finished it. As much as it made their father angry, they just pushed themselves to get better with their mother's insistence.
When Scout came of age, the talk of mating as straight out of his father's mouth. Having watched his parent's horrendous ordeal of a life, he was obviously hesitant to even think of it without finding a mate himself. As an Alpha however, he had the pressure of finding a good ranking mate. It was harder when you didn't even have an interest in the first place. Scout had grown to even dislike being what he was. He dreaded every time the full moon was coming and everyone gathered to shift. He hated becoming an animal, he hated everything to do with it. He hated the Alpha dynamics and the way his father treated him. The fact this was suppose to be his life, just being with the pack, living away from the life he found himself more attracted to and desired. However it was on his brother's sixteenth birthday that their lives took a different turn. The shift had gone bad. Both brothers had both struggled with their wolves. The control wasn't as great as it was suppose to be. Scout almost refusing to even accept that he changed into a wolf at all and Jax just terrified of it. However when they had all shifted together and gone off, Jax had woken up in human form in tears.
*
He couldn't stop crying, the blood was all over him, the taste was even still in his mouth and he had thrown up what was left in his stomach. The idea of heaving again made him hurt. Jax clawed at the ground as if that was going to help or change back time. When Scout found him; the sight had almost made him throw up. The blood seemed to cover all over, the trees, the mud, everything. He didn't want to question how there was so much but it felt like a horror novel Jax had read. Scout could barely breath at the sight of the body. Half of the body was gone but the teeth marks had made it obvious to what had happened if the sick was any clue. The neck had been ripped out, the clue to how the blood had sprayed out and covered Jax. Yet, the sight of an Alpha that was ranked above their father, dead, killed by Jax's wolf was more than what they were suppose to cope with.
Scout ran to his brother, gripping the smaller man's shoulders, Jax fell into his brother's arms. Tears streaming down his face in fear, Scout's heart felt like it was beating in his throat as he looked at the dead body. The dead eyes that stared at them, sharing their secrets to the world. He could feel Jax shaking in his arms, they both knew if anyone came across them and told the pack, Jax would be killed. Getting back to his feet, Scout reached down, taking his brother's hands. Trying to get him back into reality and back to what he had done, Scout took him to the closest lake in the area, washing his brother of every last scrape of blood from his body. He tried to say words of reassurance. No one would find the body, no one would think a wolf did it and it was only a coincidence that it fell with the moon. But they both knew it wouldn't take anyone long to find the body, yet alone start to rattle off who did it. Rogue wolves weren't take kindly too in the pack. Especially when they should have been tamed.
Dressed again and reunited with their mother. She could see from a mile off something bad had happened and the brothers never mentioned a word to her till the death was announced. Looking at her son's, Jax had almost fell apart again. Barely being able to keep his nerve unlike Scout who didn't bash an eyelid when the body was even brought back. Not believing that her sons could do such a thing, let alone have it be Jax, she almost cracked under her husband's presence. Standing back and watching as they searched for the culprit, even Scout thought that his brother might crack under the strain of it. When their father came back to talk to them, he noticed quickly the state of Jax and started to question him. Cornering his son, the man tried to break his son down before Scout finally took control again.
He claimed the murder was him and Jax had stumbled upon him. The fire in his father's eyes was terrifying. Grabbed by the throat, the grip was almost bone crushing, the intention to kill his own son was clear. Jax also found a fire within him. Watching his father's hands around Scout's throat, he attacked the Alpha finding a repressed strength and anger buried away. He pounded his father's face over and over again, till his brother grabbed him around the chest, pulling him off of the man and ran. They both ran.
*
The emersion into human life was surprisingly easy. With funds from their mother sent to them, they found a place to rent with Scout quickly earning himself a small time job for the time being. The other trial was also helping Jax. The man was clearly traumatised by what he did and for years they both tried to cope with it. With every shift, they went as far into the surrounding forests as they could to make sure no one got hurt. Over the years, they've made themselves careers and a life that makes them happy.
The only thing that makes them both unhappy is simply being what they are and they will never accept it.
Nickname(s) and/or Aliases: N/A
Age: 31
Species: Werewolf
Sexuality: Bisexual
[Appearance]
Height: 6"2
Eye colour: Light brown with darker flecks.
Hair colour and length: Chestnut, short sides, mess on top.
Distinguishing Markings: Birthmark on his thumb almost shaped like an arrow.
Tattoo's/scars/birthmarks etc:
[Personality]
Occupation: Piano teacher.
Personality: Scout can often appear like a hard edged guy, his first impression is usually a blank expression with arms folded over his chest. He's in his mind a lot however, he day dreams practically every second of the day and reality is the dream for him. Contrastingly to daydreaming, he's a completely and utterly realistic type of person. He won't do things if he sees no point or reason. If it's out of budget, even by a penny, he won't bother cause he sees no point. He's a dreamer who refuses to try and use dreams to help him achieve at life. That doesn't mean Scout won't try. When he does put his mind to set goals in life, he can get tooth and nail if he can get there. Also if you tell him that he can't do something, for as long as he can, he will try and prove you wrong and better himself. He can hold a grudge and don't ever expect that he's going to forgive you for whatever you may have done to him. Yet when it comes to friends and family, Scout is a very openly loving person. He loves to let go around those he is comfortable around and just be happy.
Likes/Dislikes:
+ Iced coffee
+ The taste of Apples
+ Being happy
+ New Moons
+ Music and Singing
+ Spending time with Jax.
- Full Moons
- Holiday Seasons
- Knowing he can't do something
Strengths:
Scout is a very realistic person and it works to his advantage. When it comes to solving problems, he does it in a good fashion that often works out. He doesn't see the point in over estimating and outweighing situations. Scout is very musically talented. He can play the piano and sings well and has made a small career out of it. He's a creative person and doesn't let his imagination be stopped. He completely loves living in a fantasy and he wouldn't have it any other way. Another strength is the bond with his brother. The two have a fantastic relationship and Scout is prouder of no one else but Jax.
Weaknesses:
His main weakness is the fact he isn't completely happy being a werewolf and probably never will be. He doesn't enjoy being in a pack, he doesn't enjoy shifting and losing that control over himself for a night. He can get outcasted looks from friend and family but he doesn't care. Scout can hold a grudge. Even if you 'redeem' yourself in the eyes of everyone else in the world, he'll probably still hold a grudge.
Abilities:
Can transform into a wolf but has no control over it
Able to heal without any marks left over
slow ageing and practically immortal lifespan
Skills:
+ Talented pianist and singer
+ Financially vey good with money
+ Very determined
Scout and Jax were born to regretfully mated parents. Their mother was a low ranked Omega that somehow got herself mated to a high ranking Alpha. The two never should have even found a bond but for some reason they did and ended up having to stay together. They never grew to love each other; yet along even like each other. Their kids didn't even bring the parents any sort of peace or even common ground. Their father was tough on them. Ranked Alpha's and forced into accepting the life style by a father that could barely admit that he loved his children. Jax was utterly terrified of everything werewolf whereas Scout had tried to accept it and help his younger brother adjust to it. Their father was also tougher on Jax than he was Scout. Jax was more of a sickly child, if there was a chill in the air, he often got sick straight after. He was accused of being too sheltered to his mother, Jax grew to fear his father and the pressure of being within the pack. Scout tried everything he could to help his brother. To try and make him more comfortable and take his father's sole attention on making Jax a better Alpha.
Jax was completely okay with growing up in Scout's shadow. Even their mother admired that Scout took more of the responsibility that he should have had. As the first born, he was suppose to be the up and coming Alpha, but yet their father though it was Jax more than him. The two were constantly around each other and always hanging out whenever they could. Scout found music when he was seven years old. Their pack was descended from a Romany Gypsies though over the years, the culture had mostly been sieved out. One thing Scout found himself connecting with was the music around them. An aunt started to teach him to sing and place piano and he never stopped, even with mocking from his father, he didn't let it put him off. Jax however was more concerned with getting a new book and locking himself away for hours till he finished it. As much as it made their father angry, they just pushed themselves to get better with their mother's insistence.
When Scout came of age, the talk of mating as straight out of his father's mouth. Having watched his parent's horrendous ordeal of a life, he was obviously hesitant to even think of it without finding a mate himself. As an Alpha however, he had the pressure of finding a good ranking mate. It was harder when you didn't even have an interest in the first place. Scout had grown to even dislike being what he was. He dreaded every time the full moon was coming and everyone gathered to shift. He hated becoming an animal, he hated everything to do with it. He hated the Alpha dynamics and the way his father treated him. The fact this was suppose to be his life, just being with the pack, living away from the life he found himself more attracted to and desired. However it was on his brother's sixteenth birthday that their lives took a different turn. The shift had gone bad. Both brothers had both struggled with their wolves. The control wasn't as great as it was suppose to be. Scout almost refusing to even accept that he changed into a wolf at all and Jax just terrified of it. However when they had all shifted together and gone off, Jax had woken up in human form in tears.
*
He couldn't stop crying, the blood was all over him, the taste was even still in his mouth and he had thrown up what was left in his stomach. The idea of heaving again made him hurt. Jax clawed at the ground as if that was going to help or change back time. When Scout found him; the sight had almost made him throw up. The blood seemed to cover all over, the trees, the mud, everything. He didn't want to question how there was so much but it felt like a horror novel Jax had read. Scout could barely breath at the sight of the body. Half of the body was gone but the teeth marks had made it obvious to what had happened if the sick was any clue. The neck had been ripped out, the clue to how the blood had sprayed out and covered Jax. Yet, the sight of an Alpha that was ranked above their father, dead, killed by Jax's wolf was more than what they were suppose to cope with.
Scout ran to his brother, gripping the smaller man's shoulders, Jax fell into his brother's arms. Tears streaming down his face in fear, Scout's heart felt like it was beating in his throat as he looked at the dead body. The dead eyes that stared at them, sharing their secrets to the world. He could feel Jax shaking in his arms, they both knew if anyone came across them and told the pack, Jax would be killed. Getting back to his feet, Scout reached down, taking his brother's hands. Trying to get him back into reality and back to what he had done, Scout took him to the closest lake in the area, washing his brother of every last scrape of blood from his body. He tried to say words of reassurance. No one would find the body, no one would think a wolf did it and it was only a coincidence that it fell with the moon. But they both knew it wouldn't take anyone long to find the body, yet alone start to rattle off who did it. Rogue wolves weren't take kindly too in the pack. Especially when they should have been tamed.
Dressed again and reunited with their mother. She could see from a mile off something bad had happened and the brothers never mentioned a word to her till the death was announced. Looking at her son's, Jax had almost fell apart again. Barely being able to keep his nerve unlike Scout who didn't bash an eyelid when the body was even brought back. Not believing that her sons could do such a thing, let alone have it be Jax, she almost cracked under her husband's presence. Standing back and watching as they searched for the culprit, even Scout thought that his brother might crack under the strain of it. When their father came back to talk to them, he noticed quickly the state of Jax and started to question him. Cornering his son, the man tried to break his son down before Scout finally took control again.
He claimed the murder was him and Jax had stumbled upon him. The fire in his father's eyes was terrifying. Grabbed by the throat, the grip was almost bone crushing, the intention to kill his own son was clear. Jax also found a fire within him. Watching his father's hands around Scout's throat, he attacked the Alpha finding a repressed strength and anger buried away. He pounded his father's face over and over again, till his brother grabbed him around the chest, pulling him off of the man and ran. They both ran.
*
The emersion into human life was surprisingly easy. With funds from their mother sent to them, they found a place to rent with Scout quickly earning himself a small time job for the time being. The other trial was also helping Jax. The man was clearly traumatised by what he did and for years they both tried to cope with it. With every shift, they went as far into the surrounding forests as they could to make sure no one got hurt. Over the years, they've made themselves careers and a life that makes them happy.
The only thing that makes them both unhappy is simply being what they are and they will never accept it.