Kathryn Walker

[Anastasia Kirilovna Marisova]

Kitty
is Wishing for He was Here

About You;;
behind the RPer

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Age: 18
Years of Rping: Many
Contact: PM

ID Tag;;

Alias: Kitty
Name: Kathryn Walker
Gender: Female
Orientation: Straight
Real Age: 410
Physical Age: 29
Species: Were-Wolf
Sire: She knows him only by the name of Caius.
Religious Affiliation: Agnostic
Wealth: Filthy stinkin' rich.
Job: She'll do any kind of job. She's been a stock broker, a doctor (several times), but mostly she just plays the stock market. Well. Currently she's working as a surgeon.

Dear Diary;;

Specialties:
1. Ripping
2. Fencing/weapons
3. Wisdom
4. Speed

Summary:
She can rip another werewolf from a human's body. However, it is not a very pleasant feeling. She has not exercised this ability often, so all she can manage is painfully tearing the wolf spirit from a person's body. It takes much too long for her to try and coax it out, so she just digs in and rips it out.

Kitty is practiced in the use of weapons. She can use a gun, but she would much rather not. Unlimited time has left her with little do to, so she worked with getting down aim when it comes to many throwing weapons, and she is quite skilled in fencing and sword play. She can use any sort of weapon, from staves to knives to even nunchucks.

Years of life and scientific and historic discoveries has brought her years of sage-like wisdom. She is up to date with every single latest discovery and she has heard a lot of what there is to know about anything. She's good with the common sense and she can hold any kind of conversation with any kind of person-- scientist, philosopher, religious guru.

Though most werecreatures and vampires are inhumanly fast, Kitty can be faster. When her leg isn't bothering her, of course. She uses this to her advantage a lot when facing down some supernatural opponent. It helps that her legs are stronger than most: she has to be able to support her weight when standing on her hind legs.

Weakness:
1. Fire
2. Left Leg
3. Temper
4. High-pitched noises

Summary:
Kitty suffers from acute arsonphobia-- also called pyrophobia; she's afraid of fire. She refuses to go anywhere near the element, and any form of it frightens her senseless. Whether it be the real thing, pictures of it-- drawn or otherwise-- she's afraid of it. It doesn't have to be real and in the flesh for her to start freaking out.

Due to the accident that made her what she is, Kitty suffers occasional pain from her left leg. Her tibia was shattered, and even as a werewolf it never quite healed correctly. It sometimes hinders her ability to run or walk. It's only from time to time and it only bothers her after she has done some strenuous exercise, like climbing or running a few miles.

She has an awful temper. She has said a lot of things in anger that she regrets later, but when someone gets her going she has no filter. She's also very prone to lashing out when she is angry, with words and with violence. It gets worse the more angry she becomes and the less likely your going to survive her fury.

The sound of high-pitched noises hurts her. Not just her ears, but she gets horrible headaches depending on how high-pitched the noise is. Dog whistles are a good example. If someone is blowing a dog whistle anywhere near her hearing range, the part of her head right behind her eyes becomes irritated and painful. Anything higher could have the potential to knock her out.

Human Appearance;;

Hair: Dark Brown
Eyes: Chocolate brown
Height: 5'10
Marks: None
Skin Tone: Dark Tan
Body Type: Slim
Clothing Style: Anything black
Footwear: Depends, mostly combat boots

Summary:
Her hair is her pride and joy. She takes particularly good care of her dark brown hair and always keeps it cut so that it lies even with the bottom of her shoulder blades or sometimes a little higher. She always makes time to straighten it or style it to her fancy and you will not find a single split end on any strand, that's how well she takes care of her hair. However, the darkness of her hair kinda of drowns out the rich color of her brown eyes.

She does not believe in tattoos, and she long ago had plastic surgery done to rid herself of any scars that might remind her of her human life. Kitty is a little taller than average, but the proportions of her body are fine. She owns her tallness, and though most people who are tall can seem lanky, she has a good body. Maybe not as good as most, but she likes her body.

Kitty's dark hair is complimented by her dark skin. She spends a lot of time out in the sun, and she has the kind of complexion that just tans. She has never had a sunburn in her life-- or at least not one that she can remember. She is never seen wearing anything more than black clothes, which really works with her skin tone.

Depending on what kind of clothes she wears, she might wear high heels, tennis shoes, boots. . . Mostly though, if she's wearing long pants or shorts, she'll have some black combat boots. She just finds them easy to walk in and comfortable. They're not like extreme Goth attire, they're more like Matrix style.

Wolf Appearance;;

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Eye Color: Yellow
Fur Color: Starts out brown and fades lighter at the chest and end of the exterminates.
Fur Length: Long to medium in some spots.
Fur Texture: Smooth and silky
Size: Rather large. She can stand up on her hind legs, and then she reaches nearly seven feet. On all fours, from the ground to the top of her head, she stands four feet eleven inches tall.
Marks: Well. . . Her ears are really long.

Personality;;

Likes:
1. Reading
2. Being Alone
3. Werewolves
4. Cars

Dislikes:
1. Vampires
2. People Who Take Everything Personal
3. Religious People
4. Senseless Violence

Flaws:
1. Angered Easily
2. Know-It-All
3. Reckless
4. Apathetic

Summary:
More than anything in the world, Kitty prefers to be alone and reading a book. Books are the one thing that has remained constant over the years. No matter how much time passes, people are still writing about the same things. She likes that, and she likes just being by herself to think about all the things in the world.

Kitty enjoys being a werewolf. It is quite often that she can be found just wondering around at night in wolf form, doing nothing in particular. If she ever feels like having company, she prefers the company of another werewolf. She would do anything to help another werewolf in trouble and she is very proud of her species. She is not, however, above attacking people of her own race if they bring a bad rep to other werewolves.

She loves cars. She believes them to be the best technological advances of society. From the giant clunkers that came about around World War II to the newer, sleeker, faster sports cars of today. She owns several muscle cars and treats them as if they were her own children. Find her a nice car, and she will spend hours just admiring it.

Like most werewolves, Kitty despises vampires. She doesn't not like them just because she is a werewolf, though. They had killed the person she had come to love and she has never stopped holding that grudge against them. She will not kill a vampire unless she has a very good reason, though, as she hates senseless violence.

Which is another point, entirely. If she ever sees anyone committing violence just because they can-- holding up a store at gun point, attacking some poor woman on the street-- she will attack without warning. She hardly ever kills, but with the right reasons she is not against horribly wounding a person.

One of her biggest pet peeves is people who take everything personally. People who are insulted by the tiniest little things and hold grudges just because they're so proud. She tends to go on long rants and slaps these people around. She will not stand for it and it is one of the easiest ways to get her angry. She's not a pleasant angry person.

Another one of her pet peeves is religious people. She's fine with people who believe in whatever they want to believe, but it's when they go around flaunting their religion and trying to force it on people that she gets upset. She'll start throwing out a bunch of theories that have presented themselves over the years of her life just to bring these people down a few notches.

One of the most annoying things about her is that she can easily come off as uncaring. Years of watching people die, people suffer has hardened her. She does not go out of her way to make friends with mortals or even those of other races. She is always nice to werewolves, though she can still come off as apathetic toward them, as well.

However, though she can be apathetic, she is very easily angered. Depending on what it was that was being talked about when she was angered, she will simmer quietly, yell at people, become violent, or even hold grudges. She is actually quite prone to holding grudges, even after people have apologized and asked her forgiveness.

Kitty tends to be a know-it-all. She sometimes think that because she has been around for over four hundred years she has the answers to everyone's questions. Chances are that she does, but the way she says some things can make her come off like she thinks she's superior, and it gets on people's nerves a lot.

There are times when she can be very reckless. When she feels strongly about something, she can dive head-first into things. She does not take into thought what the other people in the situation might think, she doesn't want to hear their advice, she just goes in. She gets hurt a lot because of this, but she knows she heals fast, so that makes her even more reckless.

Background Check;;

Family Members: All dead.
Birth Place: Not sure exactly, but it was in the UK.
Childhood: Nothing at all.
Transformation: She was turned to save her life.
Prey: She eats men who break the law. Not just stealing, it has to be murder or something equally atrocious.
Moon Tidings: Whenever the hell she wants.
Other Transformation: She has to bite them, or her blood has to get in their system.

History:
There is not much about her human life that she remembers. She knows how old she is, it was just such a long time ago that she hasn't the time to remember every single detail about her life. It was all part of the past, and she would prefer to leave it that way.

She remembers only that her nickname was Kitty and her surname was Walker, but she cannot remember her actual birth name. She has changed her first name a lot over the years. Now she is calling herself Kathryn.

However, the reason for her becoming what she is has never been forgotten. She remembers that she was out for a hike somewhere in the wilderness of the UK. It was in the beginning of winter and the weather had been believed to be fairly nice, so she wanted to get in one last hurrah before the weather turned sour and she would stuck at home.

It wasn't exactly a womanly-type thing to do, so she had told her friends that she was just going into town for the day. They had no clue where she was, which is indeed frowned upon in this era. The weather got worse as the day went, and finally she decided to turn around and head home. As visibility went, she had a bad fall and shattered her left tibia.

Just when she thought she was going to die out there, freezing to death and in pain, she was rescued by a strange man. She was close to unconsciousness and death, but he made her drink some foul-smelling and foul-tasting liquid. When she woke up, the pain her leg had almost completely dissipated, though it was still throbbing and she couldn't put a lot of weight on it.

The man told her his name was Caius. He informed her that in order to save her life, he had turned her into something. A werewolf. Kitty had never heard of werewolves before then and she was dubious. Caius returned her home, but she had to explain to everyone why she had taken so long coming home from her day out at the town.

Despite her gimp leg, she went about her life normally. Her leg stopped bothering her a few days later and she regained all of her use the limb. Kitty just thought it was some sort of miracle or that maybe her leg hadn't been as bad as she had originally thought it had been.

But then the full moon came. She hadn't had a second thought about the werewolf business Caius had talked about until she had actually turned into a wolf at the light of the full moon. She went on a rampage and the next morning she actually went to find Caius and figure out what the hell was going on in her life. He was more than happy to help her figure it all out.

She found herself spending a lot of time with Caius after that. Kitty came to like him as more than a friend, but it was also this feeling that made her dislike vampires. It was their fault Caius died. He had angered a coven of them somehow and they came for revenge and killed him. Kitty has never liked any vampire since then.

As the years went on, Kitty started to feel the pull of knowledge. When women were aloud to go to school, she'd go and sit in on classes and she even got some jobs in some schools as like a lunch lady or janitor. Every now again she'd find some teachers that allowed her to sit in on the classes, and when colleges were introduced, she went and learned all she could.

It was around this time that she figured out how to rip a young werewolf from it's human "host." In attending school, it was inevitable that she made some friends. Only a few she had told about her wolfishness. She offered her friend to become like her, but the young woman only wanted to live a natural life, the way God intended it to be.

Well, Kitty had yet to discover the secrets to not changing with the full moon and just changing whenever she liked. It was during a full moon that she attacked her friend. It had been cloudy, so the girl did not know what stage the moon was in and came to visit. Kitty, in her beastial stage, attacked her friend and turned her.

Her friend was so upset, and Kitty felt awful. She was angry with herself, and in her fit of rage, she violently pulled the werewolf out of her friend. The pain had knocked her friend unconscious, and Kitty left her at her house and left the state of Detroit. She dedicated a good five years of her endless life to discover how to change at will so she wouldn't ever hurt another one of her friends again.

She tried again a few years later to rip out a werewolf and practiced it on those young werewolves who were not trying to control themselves. She deemed them unworthy of being werewolves and thought they should no longer be on. However, being a doctor, she does no wish intense pain on anyone, so it is rare that she would purposefully go out and find someone to rip.

Code Word:
i hAve read the rules

Mad Skills;;

Kitty was stalking the town in wolf form, staying in the shadows and alleys. She was looking for a leak, a werewolf that had actually been helping a group of vampires. He was new, just turned, and was probably just frightened because of some threat the vampires had made to him.

That didn't matter to her. Any werewolf that was too wimpy to fight off a few rogue vampires no longer deserved to be a werewolf. She had heard of the place where they were going to meet when she had "interrogated" one of the vampires. She was following him, allowing him to live for a few more hours in order for her to find this leak.

The vampire glanced around, then slipped inside an abandoned building. Kitty narrowed her glowing yellow eyes, then reared up on her hind legs. She walked toward the door, slowly shifting back into her human form. She walked inside the door and saw the single vampire facing a stocky man who looked fairly nervous.

Growling, Kitty shot across the room and violently shoved the vampire into a wall and took the werewolf by his collar, shoving him against the wall. "So. . . You thought you could start spilling werewolf secrets just because this vampire wants you to? What he do, threaten your life? You're pathetic!"

The werewolf whimpered something, but Kitty cut him off with a snarl. She glanced over her shoulder as the vampire took off. Oh well. She would just hunt him down later. Right now, she had business to attend to with this little pup. "You're lucky I'm a kind person. I'm not going to kill you. . . This time. But I'm going to let you pretend to be a good werewolf any longer!"

Before the pup could ask what she was talking about, Kitty's nails grew out longer and became claw-like. She glared into the werewolf's eyes, a snarl on her lips, then she drove her hand into his chest. The wolf let out a pained howl, but Kitty ignored it. She dug her claws in, then pulled it out slowly, gripping nothing in her hand.

Well, nothing to any bystanders. Only she and the werewolf in her grasp could see the outline of what seemed to be a ghost. The white wisp writhed in her claws, then Kitty clenched her hand into a fist and the wisp was gone. The werewolf let out one final screech of agony, then went limp.

With a snarl, Kitty let the man fall to the floor, then she turned on her heel and left. Now all she had to do was find someone to hunt down those vampires. The one she had followed was hers to kill, though. She didn't have time to hunt down the others.