If you want to fight and die for something, that's fine with me, but do it for something meaningful. -- Cora Hale
Basics
Full Name | Cora Talia Hale Nicknames | Cor Birthday | October 29 Gender | Female Sexuality | Bisexual Occupation • Student Grade | Junior Age | 17 Species | Werewolf Faction: Non-magical Relationship | Single
Appearance
Face Claim | Adelaide Kane Eye Color | Brown Hair Color | Brown Skin Color | White Scars/Markings | Nothing really Build | Petite
Personality
Love It! •
+ My brother + Running free + When things aren't constantly going wrong + Hanging out with friends + Looking at the stars + Sleeping in
Hate It! •
- My uncle Peter - Having had lost most of my family - The Argents - When people are being immature - Liars - Anyone that wants to hurt my friends or family
Strengths and Weaknesses •
+ My brother + My friends + My maturity - My brother - My friends - My tendency to be reckless
Fears •
• Losing my brother • Losing my friends • Not being able to protect those that I love
Dreams •
• Living a full life • Having children of my own one day
Full Personality: •
I'm very headstrong and independent. I can definitely take care of myself. I was forced to grow up pretty quickly after being orphaned at just 11 years old. I do have a tendency to be reckless and impulsive, running head long into danger without hesitation if those I care about are in danger. I don't like to be told what to do, but I will hold my tongue if it means it will help my friends and family. I'm happiest when my friends and family are happy and safe.
The Family Tree
Father | Michael Hale (deceased) Mother | Talia Hale, former Alpha (deceased) Siblings | Laura Hale (deceased), Derek Hale Spouse | None Children | None Other family | Uncle Peter Hale
History
I am the youngest of three born to the alpha Talia Hale and Michael. My father took on my mother's name because the Hale pack was a legendary pack whose bloodlines could be traced back centuries. That's the pack that I was born into.
As a baby I wasn't the easiest, but being born a werewolf, I don't think it was a surprise. I loved my family though. I especially loved watching my mom transform into an actual wolf, which was a rare ability at the time amoungst werewolves we knew. However, family was always important to me. I learned just how important family was growing up, but I also started to learn just how the people closest to you could stab you in the back even easier than anyone else.
When I was 11, my family's house burnt down. It was arson and the person who set the fire was a hunter named Kate Argent. The fire was so bad, every member of my famiy that was in there, died in the fire. I am not sure how I actually survived, but I did and I knew to run. I had to survive so I could avenge my family, but as an 11 year old, that wasn't exactly easy. Still, I managed to get all the way to South America where I was taken in by a pack there.
Living with that pack was definitely different than what I already knew. I didn't truly belong there, but they accepted me well enough. It was years later that I heard of an Alpha back in Beacon Hills with the last name Hale. They were building a new pack and I had to find out if it was someone of my family. Maybe they did survive, but I didn't see how since I barely escaped the fire myself. So I made my way back to Beacon Hills.
It wasn't such an easy trip back either. Before I could find out anything, I was captured by an Alpha pack and held in a vault with two other werewolves who were recently bitten by the new Hale Alpha. It was all a ploy to get the Alpha, who ended up being my brother Derek, to join their Alpha Pack. However, in order to do that, he was going to have to not only kill the two recently bitten werewolves, but me as well. Of course, my brother wouldn't do that, and it led to a mess of a battle. We won the fight, and Derek ended up giving up his alpha status to save me after I was poisoned with mistletoe.
Now, I've gained new friends and learned that my uncle Peter had survived, but I don't trust him anymore, finding out that he killed my older sister. However, my new friends, while I still am hesitant to trust, I'm learning are truly the friends one would love to have. I would do anything for my brother as well as my new friends.
I had just started to get comfortable in my new life filled with people I truly cared for when an earthquake ended up basically catapulting me to a new place. I'm not sure what's going on and I don't like how I'm needing to figure things out so soon after starting to settle in, but what I do know, everyone in this new place are also just as confused but we all share the fact that we're a part of a supernatural world. I at least have my brother and friends with me and I wasn't just thrown in by myself.
Role Player
Username • cora Age • 39 Cbox/Discord • Cindie How Long Have You RP'd? • >20 years Comments • Nope How Did You Find Us? • Made the site with Angie Any Other Characters • SEE MY WHO PLAYS WHO
RPG Sample
Logan got out of the shower and wrapped the towel around his waist after he dried his hair. He wiped the foggy mirror with his hand and quickly ran a brush through his short hair. He wasn't too worried about styling it, since he was just going to mess it up anyway after he pulled a shirt over his head.
Instead, he walked out of the bathroom and over to the little dresser where he put what little clothes he could stuff in his saddle bags, an extra pair of pants and a couple of shirts plus some socks. He pulled the towel off of him and dropped it on the floor, not even caring if Angel, who was still asleep in his bed, woke up and saw him in the buff.