Redd Cohen - Werewolf

Name: Redd Michael Cohen

Nickname: Redd, Michael, Nikol

Age: 1,744 | 24

Gender: Male

Sexual Orientation: Pansexual

Occupation: Tattoo Artist

Appearance: Redd stands at six foot, one inch and weighs roughly one hundred and sixty-five pounds. His hair is short and brown and shaggy. He doesn't style it much. His eyes are a deep brown color and his body is average for a male of his stature, at least that's what he says. He is somewhat 'built' and 'muscular' but he had good looks all the same. He has a few tattoos.

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Race: Werewolf

Rank Requested: Warrior

Specialization: Shifting into a large beast

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Height: 6'1 | 14'1

Weight: 165 | 300 or so pounds

Eye Color: Brown | Brown

Hair Color: Brown | Brown

Identifying Marks: N/A

Face Claim: James Franco

Personality: He is actually quite a gentleman, he enjoys making other people laugh and smile. He likes to assert his dominance over situations and other werewolves but he is also submissive to those above him. He knows when it's okay to be dominant and when to be submissive. He's loyal and enjoys working alongside other werewolves. He enjoys making new friends. He wishes to find love but he is often too cautious about letting people that close to ever let it happen. He has a great sense of humor and often times loves threatening people in a joking manner. Flirting is something he loves to do, without going too far. One night stands and friends with benefits are what his life has been consisting of. Without a stable, actual relationship in over a thousand years he's almost given up on the idea of love and relationships all together. Both men and women catch his eyes and he equally lusts over both. He's playful and loves to play fight and joke around. He is emotionally unstable many days out of the year, his whole personality seems to be able to change in a few moments. It almost like he has alternate personalities but he's just confused about his life, emotions and feelings.

Likes:
-Smoking
-Alcohol
-Hot people
-Swimming
-Being super nude/not wearing a lot of clothes
-Card Games
-Tattooing
-Tattoos
-Doodling

Dislikes:
-Vampires
-Super ignorant people
-Super annoying people
-A lot of makeup on someone
-People hanging all over him/not giving him his space
-Deep voiced men, like super deep voices [mostly because of his father]
-Men intimidatingly tall or masculine [mostly because of his father]

Habits: Smoking. Redd smokes. He doesn't smoke constantly every ten minutes but he smokes a lot and if someone asks him to do it elsewhere or stop; he will. He is usually respectful and cautious about where and who he smokes by. He loved to drink and drink a lot, almost every night. With his loneliness he found the stereotypical company in smoking and booze. He also has a habit of talking his clothes off and walking around with minimal clothing. He also has a habit of tapping his fingers against his stomach or thigh(s) when he's nervous or anxious or awkward. He was a very good artist back in his hometown/pack so he decided to put it to good use and became a tattoo artist. He does more calm, artist, fashionable tattoos. More black and grey. He loves to sketch random designs and things on his own skin in pen or on paper or whatever surface he can find.

History:
He was born a purebred, his mother and father both purebred themselves. During his birth his mother had died, leaving the child with his father. Redd grew up serving his fathers pack and that was basically most of his life, he wasn't given a rank or any sort of things until his first turning. As he turned ten he turned and his father helped him with each of his turnings. Soon he could control his movements perfectly when in wolf form. His father was abusive and Redd thought it was normal. Many nights his father hit him with objects or his hands, slammed him against walls or threw sharp things at him. Redd still loved his father and always did what he said. He is a respectful man and is also fairly submissive to larger males. It's just how he was raised to be. Despite his fathers aggressive, rude personality and growing up alongside it Redd became a gentleman, never wanting anyone to have to go through what he did. As he turned roughly nine hundred Redd left his father, though pursued he fought blindly against the others who had followed him. Redd was taught how to fight by his father so he knew what to do and how to do it well. In the furry and revenge of fighting his perusers, Redd killed his own father. Redd  wanted to see his father suffer but never actually wanted his father to die. Especially at his hands. He didn't know what he had done until his father shifted just to take his final breath. Redd cried and broke down, howling and whining. He didn't want his father to die... even after all the horrible things he had done. Thinking he was alone, Redd cried for a while over his fathers dead body. Many more lifeless bodies scattered around him.

But Redd wasn't alone, a male came and rested his palm on Redd's shoulder and he was too distraught to flinch or fight or see who it was who was touching him. He actually wished the man was there to kill him. Upon finding out the hand belonged to a rogue he'd never seen nor smelled before, he became friends with the man, probably too quickly an far too trusting but he was desperate, hurt and alone. He soon began dating the man. Redd thought he loved him and thought that his lover loved him back. Turns out he did. The two loved each other and spent many nights together proving their love for one another. Living the life of a rogue soon grew  hard and they searched for a pack. Redd was let in and he thought his boyfriend was let in as well but at a different time, he was sadly mistaken. A few nights passed and Redd asked around, asking if anyone had seen his boyfriend; only to find out his boyfriend was killed and his body thrown into a river. He never got to say goodbye or even bury the body.

Redd lived for so many years loving and getting hurt by and serving his father and he needed a change and he thought he was doing the right thing, searching for his own happiness and safety. But now because of his deviancy and selfishness the two people he loved had died. He decided to stick to friends with benefits and one night stands. He was cautious about who he let in now. He roamed around and ran about, avoiding humans and vampires and he fought for his life several times and he continues to live his lonely little life. He's been a rogue ever since he left the pack the day he found out his boyfriend was killed. He of course searched for endless cold hours for the body his lover but he couldn't find it and he didn't know if he really wanted too. Knowing he was dead was punishment enough but seeing him dead... That'd crush him even more. Now all Redd wants is a few friends... Is that so much to ask?

Father: Michael Lothington | Status: Deceased

Mother: Anne Lothington | Status: Deceased

Siblings: N/A

Spouse/Mate: N/A currently

Offspring: N/A

Pets: N/A

Other Important People: His old boyfriend - Chase | Status: Dead

Joining Keys:
-Keys have been nommed away from this lil cutie~ Eden ^_^