Howling in the Night
Tribe: Iron Master
Lodge: Lodge of Metal
Intelligence:x2 Strength:x2 Presence:x2
Wits:x2 Dexterity:x2 Manipulation:x3
Resolve:x2 Stamina:x4 Composure:x2
I would call myself an inventer, craftsman or an innovator. I always loved taking things apart and putting them back together. It started out with little things like my toys then got a little more complicated with bigger projects, aka the microwave. In school I took anything from wood working to electronics to metal working. My parents both work on a ranch. Mom is a blacksmith making horse shoes or whatever else needed crafting. Dad is a cowboy woking on everything that needed to be fixed. My dad was hopeing I would take after him but I followed my mom. My dad never knew about my mom till my dad and I were out in the field gathering up the cattle. I changed that night and my dad didn’t know what to do but get my mom who then came out and changing herself. The next day my parents got into a big fight about the night before. My mom was so upset she killed herself that night. My dad got everything ready for the funeral. My grandparents came the day before the funeral and talked to my dad about being a werewolf. He then took care of me himself. He put me in a pack that would help him with anything that we needed especialy if it purtained to my change. I was sad without my mom but my dad was surportive of me.