Annetta Braeden

[Annetta]

Name: Annetta Sophia Braeden
Nicknames: Netta is the only one used with any real frequency, but she’ll answer to almost any nickname given to her by a pack mate- so long as it isn’t the sort that deserves a smack- and her surname.
Race: Werewolf- pureborn
Occupation: Pack Member
Gender: Female
Skin Color: Caucasian and fairly pale
Age: 194, but looks to be in her early twenties.
Clothing: Annetta loves fashion, but she’s not willing to sacrifice comfort for it, believing that if one knows what they’re doing, what’s fashionable and what’s comfortable can be the exact same thing. Loving color and patterns, Annetta’s wardrobe is full of blues, pinks, yellows, greens, purples, reds and oranges as well as floral, polka dot and abstract patterns. She has a few solid pieces in more somber colors, but they’re very rarely worn. The types of clothes Annetta has is as varied as the colors. She has sweaters, halter tops, T-shirts, tank tops, button downs with long sleeves, peasant blouses and even some kimono style tops as well as skirts, dresses, shorts, jeans, track pants, and slacks. Her shoes collection is equally as varied, boasting several pairs of sneakers, pumps, sling backs, sandals, boots and even a few pairs of moccasins, all in several colors.
Height: 5’9
Weight: 137 lbs.
Tattoos: None
Piercings: One in each ear.
Jewellery: Annetta loves jewelry and has a vast collection of it, mostly in the form of earrings and necklaces, though she has a few bracelets and rings as well. Annetta’s earrings range from studs to dangling pairs to hoops of all sizes and they, like her necklaces, are made of all different materials- gold, shells, beads and numerous other things. Which pieces of jewelry she wears depends upon what sort of outfit she chooses for each day.
Body Modifications: None; she’s been lucky enough not to gain any scars so far.

Wolf Form
Build: Tall, broad and muscular, Annetta’s wolf is capable of bipedal movement only and is built for powerful attacks. With paws that are much more like hands, she is able to grip things in wolf form, which means that she can crush or pull anything that she can get a good grip on. Her head is extremely wolf-like, with a wolf’s muzzle that makes sinking her teeth into something an easier task.
Height: 6’7
Weight: 231 lbs.
Hair: Thick and fully covering, Annetta’s fur is longer around her head and shoulders, making it extremely protective. A mixture of light brown, medium brown and white in color, Annetta’s fur is actually rather soft.
Eyes: Pale amber
Defining Marks: A white, almost flame-like shape on her forehead between her eyes.

Pack
Pack: Cole’s Pack
Position: Pack Member
Territory: Cole’s half of Los Angeles

Hair
Length: Mid-back.
Style: Straight and always neat, whether it’s down or pulled back, except, naturally, at times when it really can’t be, such as when she has been sleeping.
Color: Brown, but depending upon the lighting, it can look anywhere from light brown to black.

Facial Hair
Length: N/A
Style: N/A

Eyes
Color: Blue
Oddities: During periods of heightened emotions or when frightened, angry or attempting to tease or intimidate, Annetta’s eyes will flash/flood their lupine color.

Personality: ‘Bubbly’ is perhaps the best way to describe Annetta ninety-five percent of the time. She’s extremely outgoing and friendly, always working to make sure that those around her are as happy as she can make them. She loves to talk and sees nothing wrong with physical contact- she adores hugs- but she isn’t about to start pouncing on her pack mates in order to achieve it. Annetta is the sort who will let the other initiate it first because she doesn’t want to offer up an unwelcome hug.

Annetta believes firmly in saying what you mean- as well as meaning what you say- and isn’t known to mince words, especially when she has a point that she feels needs proving. Unless anger is running away with her (which doesn’t happen very often), she isn’t going to say that someone’s opinion is stupid; she doesn’t believe that there are any stupid opinions, but she does think that there are some out there that need to be just wiped out of existence because they’re either exceedingly nasty or just plain wrong. She won’t rest until she’s certain that others at least see her point. They don’t have to agree with it- she’s perfectly aware of the fact that she doesn’t have all the answers and will very readily admit this- she just wants her feelings and views to be understood.

One thing that she really despises are people who think they’re better than they are, whether it be personality wise or physically. If someone ‘knows’ that they’re good looking, then she finds herself wanting to at very least smack them upside the head and tell them to get over themselves. If someone would describe themselves as ‘dazzling’, ‘handsome’, ‘pretty’ or any other term of the sort, then Annetta isn’t very interested in being around them. Vain people annoy her very badly and, while she might not follow through with smacking them on the head, she’s always more than willing to tell them to get over themselves or at the very least make it clear by her facial expression that she thinks that they think far too much of themselves. She doesn’t care how attractive someone might be, vanity is a pet peeve.

Though Annetta enjoys talking, she knows how to listen when the time comes and will do so quite willingly. She tries very hard to be a good friend and she knows that to do so, she needs to listen, be a shoulder to cry on, a person to vent to and attempt helping work out problems if she can, all of which she is always more than happy to be or do. Nothing means more to her than family and friends, which is exactly what the pack as a whole is to her.

For the most part, Annetta is very upbeat and one of those who simply loves life, waiting to see what the next moment will bring, but the thoughts of what has become of her birth pack haunt her and she sometimes has nightmares that force horrifying images upon her. Annetta will talk about them, but only if someone asks. She isn’t going to immediately assume that someone wants to hear about the images that trouble her sleep and the thoughts that, while she can push to them to the back of her mind for the most part, trouble her waking moments. On the rare occasions when the thoughts push to the forefront of her mind and feel as if they’re weighing her down, Annetta has the tendency to sneak up to the roof and spend the whole day there if necessary, no matter the weather. She doesn’t mind showing her weaknesses to her pack mates, but she would rather keep her troubles to herself.

Weaknesses: As with all werewolves, Annetta is allergic to silver, which can cause anything from a sick feeling to death, depending upon the severity and length of exposure. Despite being all but completely incapable of defending herself, she likes to be in the vicinity when a fight is occurring, which could very easily lead to her getting hurt if things go badly. Though she doesn’t want to cause trouble, Annetta seems to be completely incapable of holding her tongue at times, which could easily lead to her accidentally annoying someone to the point of violence.

Abilities: Like other werewolves, Annetta has heightened senses, speed, agility, strength, healing capabilities and stamina. Due to having been born to English parents and raised in a pack in Holland, Annetta can speak Dutch as well as English. She’s also quite a good cook, though baked goods are her specialty. She’s capable of controlling her transformation and the wolf on the nights of the full moon.
Weapons: None

Prized Possessions: Her two long haired grey and white cats, Puck and Dorian.

Puck (lying down) and Dorian

Home(s): At the Hyperion with the rest of Cole’s pack

History: Born to English parents in a pack based in Holland, Annetta was the second child for the pair, the first being Annetta’s older brother by nearly twenty years, Caden. Neither of their parents were of particularly high standing in the pack, but they were comfortable with their positions as members, though Caden desired nothing more than to become one of the pack’s fighters.

When she was in her teens, Annetta became fascinated with what the fighters did and, while she had no desire to be one herself, she never missed the opportunity to watch them train, staying off to the side and out of the way. She learned a good bit from simply sitting back and watching and while she had no real reason to retain anything that she might inadvertently be taught, Annetta seemed to absorb anything and everything that the fighters did during their training, wanting to learn if not actually practice. More than anything, she enjoyed being around the fighters because, while she wasn’t one of them and had no intention of ever changing that, they never made her feel like an outsider. While the rest of the pack was perfectly friendly towards her, the fighters never failed to take a moment to talk to her when they had a few spare moments.

Things went well for Annetta and her pack until just after her one hundred and seventeenth birthday. It was at this time that whispers of a large band of vampires was in the area, capturing younger wolves for slaves and slaughtering the rest, reached the pack. Because the pack was fairly small but they did not want to leave their home, the Alphas decided that the pack would stand their ground but that anyone who wished to leave in order to seek safety was more than welcome to do so without fear of being seen as traitors. Annetta’s parents and brother decided to stay, but they insisted that she leave. They knew that her tendency to say exactly what she meant would make her an ideal target for the vampires- they would likely want to capture and break down a young wolf as fiery as she could be- and wanted nothing more than to protect her. So, to do so, they sent her off to America, promising that when it was safe, they would find her again somehow.

Though terrified for her family and pack as a whole, she followed their wishes (albeit reluctantly) and went to America. She found the country intimidating at first, but due to her father, she knew English and was able to get by well enough, wandering from place to place. Annetta was afraid that her wanderings would make it too hard for her family to find her when they started looking, but with vampires, hunters and other werewolves about, she dared not stay in one place for long because, while she could verbally spar with the best of them, she was quite incapable of truly defending herself unless in wolf form despite what she had learned from watching the fighters. After all, she had never actually practiced what she had seen, so she didn’t really know what she was doing.

She had been traveling for nearly three years, finding secluded spots to spend the full moon in hopes that it would prevent her from harming someone, when she came across Cole Stanton and his pack. She was uncertain about joining another pack- though it had been a few years since she had seen her own, she knew that they would come looking for her when they could- but eventually sought membership, knowing that there really was safety in numbers. She had had far too many close calls in her travels and the shelter a pack could provide was something that she felt that she desperately needed.

Now, Annetta is content with her life and the pack, enjoying the friends that she has made and knowing that she no longer has to worry about the threats that would have continued to face her had she stayed a rogue. While she was a bit on the quiet side upon joining the pack, especially while she was attempting to get to know everyone, she has come back into herself and now allows her true personality to show. Though she hides it well, she is extremely worried about the fate of her parents, brother and the rest of the pack from Holland. Annetta knows that they would have contacted her in some way if they could and, while she knows that the lack of communication is quite possibly simply because they don’t know where she is, she really can’t help but worry. Her worries have turned to frightful nightmares, but all of this is hidden by her otherwise naturally bubbly nature. She tries to be optimistic about her family, but as more and more time goes on, she finds that to be an increasingly difficult task.