Stats:
Name: Enero, often very evasive about giving it out, and will often lie, giving the name January instead.
Age: Appears to be 18, often lies about her age. Her real age is unknown.
Sex: Female
Race: Lycan, newly turned.  Under the care of Brock Silverfang
Height: Human - 5'3". Wolf - 29" at the shoulder, 4'9" long.
Weight: 125 lbs, no matter which shape.
Eyes: Silver
Skin: Tanned, though not as darkly as the rest of her family, due to extended seperation from her home.

Tattoos/piercings: Ears pierced, tatoo betweem her shoulder blades, a circle with 8 smaller sircles surrounding it, all joined to the middle circle by lines, each of the outer circles representing the phases of the moon.
Sexuality: Bi, with a slight male preference.
Marital: Single
Occupation: Head bar tendress at Areq's Fox Den Brothel

Human appearance: As far as her looks went, she was fairly pretty. Features were set in a sweetly expressioned, heart-shaped face, framed by wavy red-brown hair which fell to her lower back, ends curling in loose cork screws. Eyes were almond shaped, and curved up in the corners, like a cat's eyes.  Blood red lips were full, the lower lip only slightly fuller than the bottom, giving her a pouty look.

Wolf appearence:  A rather small wolf, her pelt predomonatly rust colored with hints of brown, her underbelly and neck a paler tawny color.  She was slim, and deceptivly heavy for her size, a lot of muscle and weight packed into a small package.  Ears were more rounded then your average wolf's, and tended to move more freely, 'flopping around' at times.  Her build was slim, and rather lanky, her fur shorter, giving her a more streamlined look. 

Clothing:

A whole new section, devoted to clothes.  Here goes!

Outfit one: One two, Freddie's coming for you.. Three four, better lock your door... Indeed, she looked like a sexy versian of Freddie, minus the scarred up face.  Covering her torso, a red and black striped turtle neck sweater, tight black trousers on her legs.  On her head, the classic bowler hat.  Over all this was a black trench coat, left open sometimes, other times, buckled shut.  Her eyes were shaded with blacks, and dark greys.  And the final touch?  A pair of specially made gloves, tipped with razor sharp claws.

Outfit two: A softer look than her last one, it looked actually like it was made for the beach.  A lovely sarong, with sunset colors was tied loosely around her hips, a matching halter on her upper half.  Her hair was twisted into two twin braids with small silk orchids attatched to the ends.  Her feet were left bare, and pale oranges and vibrant reds were the colors she chose to accent her eyes with.

Outfit three: At times, she felt like being daring, and sexy.  And why not?  Now she could kick the ass of most any man who tried anything funny.  She was dressed in a black mesh and lace merriwidow, the pattern like so many spider's webs.  Garters were attatched to shear thigh high stockings, a pair of black bootie shorts keeping her nether regions from view, the design being that of spider webs as well.  Over all this was a mesh and lace black robe, floor length, left open, and on her feet a pair of strappy stilletto sandals.