Marshall Corwin

[Marshall]

Name: Marshall James Corwin
Nicknames: Marsh
Race: Werewolf (pureborn)
Occupation: Pack Tutor
Gender: Male
Skin Color: Caucasian
Age: 209
Clothing: Comfortable but neat; he's the kind who likes his blue jeans ironed and favors button-down shirts
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 175 lbs.
Tattoos: None
Piercings: None
Jewellery: None
Body Modifications: None

Wolf Form
Build:[/b] Marshall basically turns into what appears to be a common gray wolf, although larger than a normal one; he cannot walk upright
Height: Roughly five feet tall on all fours
Weight: 250 lbs.
Hair: Thick and gray, with black and white mixed in here and there
Eyes: Bright, luminous yellow
Defining Marks: A white "mask" around his eyes, and a long tail with a white tip

Marshall's wolf form

Pack
Pack: [/b] Cole's
Position: Member

Hair
Length:[/b] Usually relatively short, just below his ears at the longest
Style: Straight
Color: Sandy blondish-brown

Facial Hair
Length:[/b] Clean-shaven, unless completely unable to access a razor
Style: N/A

Eyes
Color:[/b] Blue
Oddities: They tend to wane to their wolfen yellow when he's angry, upset, or feeling other strong emotions.

Personality: Marsh is extremely shy and soft-spoken, but very polite and respectful; his personality is really not unlike that of Sissy Donovan, whom he adores. He'd go to the ends of the earth for her or for any of their pack-mates, but he's not one to seek out excitement willingly. His idea of a good evening is a mug of tea and a nice thick book. He's not at all stuffy or unfriendly, just bashful. He never minds watching the other pack members do things, whether it be howling at the moon or playing charades, but it's not common for him to actively participate. On the whole, he's excessively quiet.

Weaknesses: Like all werewolves, Marsh is susceptible to silver. His other weakness would be Sissy, as there is nothing he wouldn't do to protect or assist her in any situation.

Abilities: Marshall's a werewolf, and as such has all of the strength, speed and agility which is natural to his species.

Weapons: None, just his lycanthropic abilities. Marsh isn't a fighter.

Prized Possessions: An original copy of The Little Prince by Antoine Saint-Exupery, his favorite book.

Home(s): The Hyperion, with the rest of Cole's pack

History: Marsh was born into Cole's pack at the dawn of the 19th century, and has never lived anywhere but with them. This is a good thing, since his shyness would make it almost impossible for him to join another pack. He's generally comfortable with his own pack-mates, however. Over the years, as new wolves were born into the pack, Marsh took on the unofficial job of teaching them; eventually he was made the more or less official tutor of the younger wolves. He's the one who teaches them reading and writing, basic math, and rudimentary geography and history, although other pack members will usually provide more detailed instruction to those who want to learn more than the basics. Marshall is the equivalent of an elementary school teacher for the pack. He's been without a mate, mainly because his shyness causes him to be poor competition to the more outgoing males of the pack. However, when Sissy Donovan happened along, the two of them bonded over their mutual love of books. In Sissy, Marsh found a warm and engaging companion, someone to whom he was surprised to find he could really talk without being uncomfortable. It took him a while to realize the depth of his feelings for her, and even once he did, he found himself unable to put them into words. One of these days, he'll admit his love for her.

Unlike most of the pack wolves, Marsh's history is very simple. He has no enemies to speak of, is rarely found in any conflict with anyone, and seems entirely content to stay in the quiet recesses of pack life -- ready to help wherever he's needed, but unwilling to get in anyone's way.