Full Name: Casey Connor
Nicknames: Case, CC, Cass
Species: Werewolf
Age: 19
Occupation: Student, mostly
Home: Los Angeles
Family: Mother, Jenna, and father, William. Two brothers, Christopher and Travis.
Soulmate?: Hahaha... NO.

Eyes: Green
Hair: Brown
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 155 lbs.
Tattoos/piercings: Stylized dragon tatto in black ink on her left upper arm. She has a tattoo of a cluster of black foxglove on her left hip. Her ears are pierced once each, and her navel is pierced, too.
Appearance: Tall and slender, Casey presents a fierce face to the world. Her frame is covered in lithe muscles, and there always seems to be a stalking grace to her gait. Case is athletic and doesn't have much by way of feminine curves, but no one would ever mistake her for a man. She's a woman and not afraid to show it off with the right clothing.

Personality: Casey is, to sum her up in a word, wild. Her personality is loud, all bold, brash statements, lightning quick temper, and fierce joy. She's as wild as a wolf, and more vibrant. She lives life to the fullest, and she isn't going to apologize to anyone for it. Her loyalty is, once gained, steadfast and unwavering. She's not a blind follower; Casey thinks for herself, and isn't afraid to say what she thinks, either. She's a good person to have at your back in a fight, and an even better person to go clubbing with. Her blunt honestly can hurt sometimes, but it's better than lying, if you ask Casey. Casey doesn't apologize to anyone for the way she is; if you like her, great. If not, she couldn't even give a damn.

Brief History: Casey grew up in a normal family. Well, normal aside from the fact that her parents were werewolves, and she was too. Casey's parents had two other children, both sons and werewolves, and Casey fell into being a tom-boy early on. She could play pick-up football with the best of them, and she acquired her brothers' love of cars once she was old enough. Through out high school, Casey ran mostly with the nightworld crowd, riding the edge between nightworld and human. She learned early on that certain people thought being a werewolf meant being less-- and she also learned how to kick those kids' asses. She figured she might as well give them a -reason- to hate her, if they were going to do it anyways. It was this sort of attitude that carried Casey through to the end of high school. In the months since graduating Casey has adopted a nomadic life style, moving from town to town every couple weeks or months, taking a job, and getting a taste of life away from everything familiar. It's a lifestyle Casey's well suited to, and not one she intends to give up any time soon.

Strengths: Casey knows how to fight, in the down-and-dirty back-room sort of way. Despite her blunt attitude, or maybe because of it, Casey's good with people, and tends to get along with most people. She looks slightly older than her nineteen years, and has never had a problem charming her way into a bar or into liquor. She has a motorcycle liscence, and knows her way around an engine.

Weaknesses: Casey's only used a gun twice in her life (both times on a shooting range, with her brothers), and she would probably have a hard time holding her own against a well-trained fighter. Her family is both a strength and a weakness- they ground her, and she would do almost anything to protect them.

Quirks: Casey likes to tinker on cars, and usually the jobs she gravitates towards are autoshop jobs. She loves music of most every type, and has an almost unholy relationship with her iPod and laptop.