Kveld O'Connor

[Kveld]

Kveld O'Connor

Protect and Serve

Til Death do us Part

Name: Kveld (K - bald) O'Connor
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Werewolf
Pack: Moonwalker - Alpha Male
Appearance

Kveld is almost 6 feet and an three inches, but that's only when he wears a pair of boots; without, he's just 6 foot 1. He weighs about 204 pounds of hard muscle, though more weight and height are added while in werewolf form. His hair is short and brown, spiky 90% of the time, but after he wakes up, its normally fluffy and puffy. His eyes are a dark green color that only seems to change to dark golden when he transforms. There is always a five o'clock shadow along his jaw, no matter how many times he shaves.

If Kveld was to wear baggy clothing, no one would be able to tell that this young man is truly ripped. His shoulders are the normal width for a 27 year old man, and biceps and triceps are average in size, along with every other muscle. Wash-board abs are hidden under logo T-shirts or plain white T's, while his pecks are covered in a thin layer of curly brown hair that continues in a thin line from his pecks down between his abs and to his navel. Tattoos from his youth are hidden by sleeves on his right bicep and left shoulder. Jeans hide a narrow waist, the muscle dipping and disappearing, along with a wide band of thin, curly brown hair down from his navel.

Personality:

Independent and Hard. From an early age, Kveld learned that he would have to take care of himself. After graduating high school and police academy, Kveld moved away from his family, choosing to live a bad part of town. While making himself independent, he also caused himself to become harder than he was as a child. He sometimes wonders if he passed his family on the sidewalk would they even know him.

Intelligent but Feral. Book-smart, as well as, common sense-smart, Kveld has no problem understanding the world, it's people he doesn't understand. For a short period between assignments, Kveld disappeared completely and returned a feral creature. He doesn't enjoy taking orders, but he knows who his superiors are in the human world, while at the same time, he knows who his elders are in the Werewolf world.

Kind but Rough. Sitting at a coffee shop, drinking a coffee and typing up a report on an assignment, Kveld would have no problem giving up his remaining chair if he was meeting no one, while at the same time, he always orders a piece of pound cake for the homeless human at the end of the street. Not that this homeless human would have ever asked for a hand out from such an imposing man.

History:

Born deep in the heart of Scotland, Kveld only lived there, with his mother and father, Kathrine and Shamus O'Connor, just long enough to have a Scottish accent, then they moved. At five years old, Kveld suddenly found himself deep in the heart of the city of Rawian and with no one to turn to be his father and mother. Four year later, little baby James O'Connor comes into the world, with the doctors telling Kathrine that, for her health, she shouldn't have anymore children. At first, it was alright having a little brother, and more often than not, Kveld was friendly toward his little brother.

While living in Rawian, Shamus was hired as a part time police office, simple desk work, but when James was born, more money was needed. After taking the required courses and going through all the tests and paperwork, Shamus O'Connor became a full time member of the Rawian Police Squad. Within a couple of months, he was promoted. Many of his fellow officers hated Shamus for the simple fact that he had come to Rawian, been there for almost four years, and getting the same pay as the ones that had been there ten or fifteen years. By the time Kveld was 11, Kathrine was pregnant again and Shamus was promoted to Police Chief.

A couple of months later, and Kathrine was in the hospital, about to give birth to her third child, when the entire waiting room heard a heartbreaking howl. Shamus, Kveld, and young James burst into the delivery room, intent on protecting their mother and mate, when they only found her dead body. A nurse passed a baby wrapped in a bloody blanket to Kveld and ran out of the room crying. Shamus went to his life long mate, holding her, even though she was dead. Kveld and James watched over their baby sister, while their father morned their mother. A week later, Kathrine's body was burned and her ashes set free over the sea to drift back to Scotland.

Kveld took over the raising of Sarah O'Connor, as his little brother became the responsibility of the school systems. He hardly saw his father, except for on full moon nights and two day after a full moon. When James began to ask about being home schooled, Kveld simply told him to ask their father: It was never done.

Finishing high school at 19 caused Kveld to be a year behind his classmates, but he worked hard and eventually ended up at the same police department as his father. After he moved out of the house, shortly after graduation, Kveld passed raising Sarah over to James, while he ventured off on various out-of-city assignments. It wasn't until recently that he returned.

On the night that Kveld was planning on returning home to meet up with his remaining family, he ran into a rouge pack leader at local bar within Rawian. Each knowing each other for what they were, and being typical young werewolves, both males ventured out into the forest to see which werewolf was stronger in a short, non-deadly, mock-battle. As soon as the two werewovles arrived, Kveld found himself surrounded by about fifteen males, none truely worth his time but when all together, he found himself in a bit of trouble. After twenty minutes of holding his own, Kveld was surprised when the werewolf he had challeneged slipped a stainless steel dagger between his ribs, hoping to catch something vitual. He was lucky, when the blade only hit muscle and skided off bone.

When he went down, Kveld knew that his life was about to be over, but as he opened his eyes, seeing that the werewolves were no longer focued on him, he noticed what their focus was on: A young girl, not twenty feet away. He smelt blood, thinking it was his, possibly the other werewolves, but not hers. She looked so tiny, so out of place within the forest, but it was her presence that saved him, as all the werewolves attention was off him.

Dragging himself off the ground, chest feeling like it was on fire, Kveld reached out and grabbed the one werewolf that was closest to him, which just happened to be the one werewolf that had started it all. "Never take yer eyes off yer prey," Kveld growled, eyes flashing golden as he placed his hands on each side of the werewolf's neck and twisted, snapping his neck, then dropping his body to the ground. After seeing their leader dead, all the other werewolves fled.

With the werewolves gone, Kveld was able to get a good look at the girl who had saved his life. She was small, beautiful long black hair, and and shocking sea green orbs. He knew no matter what, his life was saved by a human girl and he would be forever in her debt. Slowly, he bowed, his hand moving to cover the stab wound, before he turned, stumbling away. He would find her another day, when he wasn't so stressed and covered in blood. Thus was the beginning of an interesting life.

Family:

Father Shamus O'Connor - 46 - Retired Police Chief/Werewolf
Mother Kathrine O'Connor - died giving birth to Sarah
Younger Brother James O'Connor - 18 - Highschool drop-out/Werewolf
Younger Sister Sarah O'Connor - 16 - Werewolf/Homeschool

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[Aly]

accepted and you are now head of department Kveld. I need Avater for you...