THIS IS CHARACTER I MADE FOR SOMEONE ELSE STORY. NOT A CONTEST

Name: Wolf Cavalry

Age: 18

Gender: Male

District: 6

Appearance: Wolf, compared to most in his home district is anything but normal. Though it's not in the way you'd assume with striking features and golden skin that glisten in the sun. Reality is, he's darker than death with a soul just as killing. His skin in a milky white with a tint of pink, complimenting a strong jawline and narrow nose. His lips, stained a pale rouge are pulled back into a thin line that tends to curve down when thinking. Out of everything about him, it has to be his eyes that seem to hold the key of life. An emerald glaze, rimmed with ivory and sage. In a district where you're made to conform, it was likely he became the outsider pretty quickly.

Personality: Just like his name stands for, Wolf spends most of his time alone. No, not because he's some weird child left to the imaginary, but he rather suffice in isolation then stand around with a bunch of idiots. Although it doesn't look like it at first glance, Wolf is probably one of the most intellectually enhanced around where he is. Not that he shows it off, but rather it radiates off like heat to burner. With the way he walks, and talking smoothly and precise like every word has been rehearsed.

Background: Wolf grew up in a broken home which is quite common. His mother had no choice but to set him for adoption as she was raped, enabling her from looking into his face and not feeling disgust. Of course, instead of feeling rage or smite, Wolf understood deeply and for that, respects his blood for having the courage to do so. He ran away from foster homes and instead worked hard for his labors. Wolf either didn't understand, or cared what age meant. Hitting on woman well above his age, having relations that ranged from six to forty. His favorite being Bunny; a women in her late thirties with a blind eye and mouth dirtier than a sailor's.

Family: Bunny-The woman who took him in from the streets although herself was piss poor.

Strengths: His smarts and gained muscle are what he'll rely on most. Taking to the oddest remedies to get past. Wolf once cared for a growing infection by using cotton and driftwood doused in alcohol to strain the bacteria.

Weaknesses: His lack of social skills. Wolf has a slight stutter and it increases when nervous. Every time in his life that involved talking to a large crowd, he'd either fainted or thrown up. Along with that, anything that deals with water freaks him out. Not that he can't swim, but drowning has been a major scar.

Weapon of choice: A slim bladed sword.

Other: Wolf is a wolf. Mess around and provoke him, it'll be all canines and claws.