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  * Name: Aiden Gaisgeil Bòidheach
  * Species: Werewolf
  * Age: 19
  * Height: 6'6
  * Weight: 160 lbs
  * Hair: Messy, black hair
  * Eyes: Light blue
  * Skin: Pale white

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  * Occupation: Unknown
  * Place of Birth: Liadain
  * Affiliation: WANTED
  * Home: Liadain
  * Aliases: Steel Moon

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Running, Physical Strength, Able to play guitar, Control, Aim

Kind, Funny, Valiant, Courageous, Fearless, Protective, Brave, Caring, Charming, Sly, Determined, Stubborn

Aiden was raised by his werewolf father, Alexander. The two hid away from society as his father didn't want to open Aiden up to the real world. Both lived a peaceful life but his father was often absent, at the time the small boy had no clue why so would just sit in his room and cry for several hours at a time until his father returned. There was always a catch, his father always had a new set of scars on his body, Aiden was scared for his dad but knew he could handle it until one very important night to his life, possibly changing everything.

The following is from Aiden's point of view.

It was a cold and silent night, father was out and I was once again crying. My skin was crawling..something wasn't right and I could feel it but I shook the feeling off, what a stupid mistake. I heard a howl not too far away from my window and froze, a chill running up my spine yet I had hope, the wolves can't come in right? It's just a wolf, right? No..no. A pounding at my door boomed through the little hut I called home and a scrambled under the bed, not knowing who or what it was. The pounding stopped. I thought I was safe so I got up and out from under my bed, slowly creeping to a window. What happened was all a blur, really. I remember a sniffing sound right by my neck..I remember feeling the breath of this creature and I was frozen. I couldn't move, I couldn't scream I was accepting my fate. I thought I was going to die but I didn't oddly enough, the creature bit down on my shoulder and I caught my voice back. My scream could be heard for miles it was so loud and high the werewolf cowered and ran away but that didn't stop me. That night would be known as the night 'Steel Moon' was born..the worst day of my life.