Keira Lockwood

[Keira]

NAME: Keira Louise Lockwood
NICKNAMES: Kiki.
RACE: Werewolf; born.
OCCUPATION: Pack member; Cole’s pack.
GENDER: Female.
SKIN COLOUR: Caucasian.
NATIONALITY: American.
AGE: 15.
CLOTHING: As of yet Keira hasn’t reached an age where she’s into hipster clothing; for the time being she dresses like a modest, middle class fifteen year old, in jeans and t-shirts and cute little tops and cardigans; she all but lives in her grey Converse All Stars and it always hefting a Roots tote bag around with her full of her iPod, books and other paraphernalia that she might need day to day (as well as half a ton of crap she almost definitely won’t need because she carries it but would need if she took it out, Murphy’s law, you know?).
HEIGHT: 5'5"
WEIGHT: 112lbs.
TATTOOS: None.
PIERCINGS: None.
JEWELLRY: None of any significance. Keira wears a charm bracelet from time to time but she doesn’t have any pieces with significant sentimental attachments to them. Not yet at least.
BODY MODIFICATIONS: None.

WOLF FORM
BUILD: Stringy might be a good word for it; Keira’s as yet unseen wolf form is lithe and thin with long limbs and a slender body. Sharp claws tip each of her bony fingers and tones and her head has a distinctive canine shape to it with a wide snout and large but low ears.
HEIGHT: 4’10”
WEIGHT: 207lbs
HAIR: Black all over, much shorter on her arms and leg than around her neck where a protective mane becomes shaggy, covering her chest and spine all the way down to her rather thick tail. It is surprisingly soft to the touch however, and very warm.
EYES: White.
DEFINING MARKS: Keira’s lycanthropic eye colour is fairly rare and her tail is very bushy.

PACK
PACK: Cole’s Pack.
POSITION: N/A.
TERRITORY: Roughly half of Los Angeles.

HAIR
LENGTH: Long, practically to her waist these days.
STYLE: Keira’s hair is naturally very straight and she tends to leave it loose or braid it back, she likes playing with it so sometimes she ends up with lots of little braids or twists in it.
COLOUR: Red.

FACIAL HAIR
LENGTH: N/A.
STYLE: N/A.

EYES
COLOUR: Blue.
ODDITIES: As with all members of her species Keira’s eyes can reveal the colour of the wolf eyes in times of heightened emotional stress, anxiety or anger. It can also be called forth ot taunt or tease, though Keira is unlikely to ever utilise such an ability.

PERSONALITY: At fifteen Keira’s personality is still forming. A studious, clever young girl she has a way of looking at the world that is quite plain and literal, things are what they are in her eyes, she’s always going to call a spade a spade. It could be an indicator of the fact that her parents have been something of a pair of deadbeats for most of her life that the romanticism has been sucked out of life for Keira; her imagination rarely runs wild because where does that get her? Exactly nowhere. She has laundry to do and the house needs to be vacuumed while her parents are out “on business”. She doesn’t have room or time for childish fancies because they never lead anywhere real. In that respect Keira has grown up very quickly, too quickly by most standards. It occurred to her early on that if she wanted to have a decent life lie the ones she saw her high school friends enjoying then she needed to get it for herself, she had to work hard at school, get good grades and go to college, despite her parents’ frequent assertions that there’s little point in going to college for “people like her”. Keira always took that as an insult, wrongly so of course given the context, but she wasn’t to know that. If anything her parents’ apathy towards schooling has made her strive harder for it.

Parental role models have been lacking in her life and she looks on most adults either as heroes (those successful parents of her friends) or as people to be ignore and avoided (her parents and their “friends”); as such she has a fairly critical eye for those older than her and is quick to decide whether or not an adult is worth her time or not.

All that makes her sound very serious and in a lot of ways Keira is quite a serious young woman, but she’s only fifteen and she can be as goofy and ridiculous as any girl that age; she’s started noticing boys, she’s begun building a group of friends and her world perspective as shaped by the interactions of those around her. Keira can be funny and silly when she’s not worrying about her parents or the house or whether her principle will notice how many meetings have been skipped out on by the Lockwoods.

It’s hard to say what and who she will grow into, how she will deal with the abandonment by her parents: Keira is a tough young woman, she has been looking out for herself for a long time and is fiercely independent, she hates to be talked down to but she craves approval and support. In short, she’s a teenager. What do you expect?

WEAKNESSES: Being fifteen for one thing; Keira has no idea how to hold or fire a gun, she’s useless with a knife unless it’s used to chop vegetables. There’s also the slight problem of not knowing that she’s a werewolf as she comes to Los Angeles, she has a dangerous animal inside of her and not knowing it’s there can only lead to trouble. It’s also a danger to herself, not just at the full moon if she’s still alone, but she has no idea that coming into contact with silver isn’t just a rare human allergy but a fatal lycanthropic one.

ABILITIES: Smart, resourceful and resilient, Keira can think her way out of sticky situations which granted isn’t much when you live in a world full of werewolves, vampires and other scary monsters. At the end of the day she’s fifteen and there’s not a lot she can do.

WEAPONS: None.

PRIZED POSSESSIONS: At the moment it’s rather shallowly her iPod and cellphone, her life is in those gadgets, okay.

HOME(S): The Hyperion Hotel with the rest of Cole’s Pack, though that will take some getting used to.

HISTORY: Before she was born Keira’s life was set on a course she couldn’t hope to control. About a hundred years ago her parents (Clara and Thompson Lockwood) were part of Cole’s Pack. They weren’t the best pack members but they weren’t the worst either. After stumbling around as rogue’s for several hundred years they decided to try pack life and found it didn’t suit them, that was all. They left on peaceful terms and moved to the mid-west. In 1991 they had their first child; Keira Lockwood. For a while things were actually pretty great, but Keira doesn't really remember those times because she was so small: her mother was a fiercely protectively mother wolf and her father was doting and kind but as time went on their restless wolfen nature began to take precedence. Keira grew older, she became more self-sufficient, able to walk and then dress herself, then she started school and could feed herself and as she grew older and more independent her parents grew more distant and, in many ways more wild.

By the time that Keira was in middle school she was all but taking care of herself. Her parents would leave town on business frequently, they kept from Keira the fact that they were werewolves and that she was one too and went out on the full moons to run in the wilderness beyond the cities. Keira covered for them at parent-teacher nights, she cleaned the house and took care of herself. Despite their flighty behaviour she loved her parents, and they were good when they were actually around, affectionate to her and proud of her intelligence but there’s just something... off about them, even to their daughter. They were never that bothered by the idea of Keira going to school, it was up to her to force the issue, not knowing that in their opinion it was pointless because she was going to be an immortal lycanthrope once she had her first change.

As that time approached they began to discuss how they were going to handle it, or at least how much they didn’t know what to do with an unstable young wolf; this was part of parenting they had failed to think through fully. in the modern world it was both easier and more complicated ot contain a new wolf. There were strong metals and alloys that could restrain them, but there was more technology that could catch their faces on film and they knew they had to be careful. In the end they decided it would be better for Keira to be with a pack, a group who could care for her and teach her the way to be a wolf in the modern world. Cole’s Pack came to mind instantly.

They didn’t want to go back to pack-life. They respected packs in general but it wasn’t for them and so they decided to send Keira on her own. Without telling her the score. It was partly that they worried she wouldn’t understand or accept the truth and that seeing with her own eyes was the only way to get her to accept her true nature would be to drop her into the deep end of the pool and hope she could swam, an analogy for their parenting techniques in general.

Keira came home from school one day to find the house empty. It was literally stripped bare, only her room remained and there was a suitcase on her bed with a note pinned to it. Panic cinched Keira’s throat tight as she opened it and read the message form her parents, which wasn’t really a message at all. it was an address in Los Angeles, a wad of cash and a name. Cole Stanton. At least her mother had taken the time to write Love you always Kiki and to draw a picture of a little mouse in the corner like she had always done in birthday cards but that was it. Keira was understandably terrified, confused and angry. In her mind she concocted dozens of different reasons for the disappearance of her parents and ultimately decided they were probably criminals or drug dealers and that they’d had to flee town without her.

For a while she sat on the floor in her room with the note crumpled up on one had and the cash in the other. She cried a little. She thought a lot. She made her decision by the time the sun had gone down. Keira left all the lights in her house off and started to pack. Frankly she didn’t want the neighbours getting too suspicious and seeing the house with lights on after a moving van had been there (she assumed her parents must have hired one to remove their furniture) and she had found recently that she could see in the dark a lot better than she thought most people seemed to be able to. With her rucksack, tote and suitcase and snuck out of the house in the dark and went to the bus station. Keira bought a ticket to Los Angeles on blind faith and the diligent, overworked love of a child devoted to her parents, unreliable and flighty and careless as they could be.

Sitting and waiting for the bus to come in she decided that it was most likely that, if her parents really were criminals or some kind as she suspected, they may have relocated to Los Angeles and at the very least she was going to go and find out what was happening and if they were in trouble, oblivious to the fact that when she turns up at the address on the crumpled pieces of paper in her pocket she’s going to be in the heart of a werewolf pack for the first time in her life.