Name: Elisabeth Lucas (nickname Lissa)
Rank: pack member
Gender: female
Hair: dirty blonde
Eyes: deep brown, amber flecks
Height: four feet even
Age: nine
Fur Color: dark blonde with blurred brown mask and socks, stocking on back legs, tail tip
Sexuality: (too young) straight
Personality: Painfully shy, Lissa is wary of most people bigger than she is, though once she opens up it's easy to like her. She likes to watch people go about their jobs and lives, usually with her sitting quietly in the background. She has an odd fascination with fire, and how it burns things; she might bud into quite the little pyromaniac if not handled properly.
Appearance: Little Lissa is only about four feet tall, short for her age; she dresses like a young child might, usually in a jumper over leggings. Failing that, she will wear dresses, but rarely of her own volition. Her hair is usually messy, though loose about her shoulders, unless someone has taken care to put it up. She sometimes tries to plait it herself, but as she doesn't know how yet, it almost always ends up in a messy tangle.
History: Lissa was bitten at a very young age, which has put her in a submissive position towards nearly everyone older or bigger than she is. Her family is still alive, though she doesn't know where; she was taken away from her home when she was bitten, and tumbled out of the open coach while asleep, passing through Rosewood. Her father and mother were kind to her, almost to the point of spoiling her, and to that end she does tend to get a bit demanding with some things. Though she is still new at being on her own, Lissa is learning to be independent; though the imminent winter is hindering what little hunting she is able to do.
Bitten, or Birthed?: bitten
Hometown: Le Havre, France (seaside)

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Name: Erie Rinoluë
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Race: Wood Elf
Social rank: Commoner
Personality: Erie is a happy boy, intelligent and willing to work for rewards. He generally is quick to show any emotion but anger, as he was the target of an attack by someone he did not know, and still cannot identify, though he got away with minimal harm. He can be mischeivous and likes to play harmless tricks on his friends and people who enter his candle shop. He holds no real strong religious belief, though is slow to criticize any others for theirs, unless they try to force him into an admission he isn't comfortable making.
Appearance: Erie is short, standing only barely taller than five feet even (he's five two), but he compensates for his height deficit and slender build with his character. His hair is short and generally wild and unkempt, in a shade of dark, mahogany brown that complements his tan skin. His eyes are a bright, twinkling green that stand out, and dance in the light.
Current home: Umbra
Birthplace: Umbra
Job: Shop Owner, Candler
Weapon: short knives
Bio: Erie was born to normal parents, though he left home at an early age to make a life on his own as his mother took very ill, and his father could not support Erie as well as himself and an invalid. He has had a relatively easy way with life, making easy friends and easier business patrons with his charm and happy outlook. He does get hit on by some, both men and women, but he has yet to accept anyone to his bed, unsure of his sexual leanings even to himself.