- Messages
- 584
- OOC First Name
- Lovi
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Single
- Sexual Orientation
- fluid
- Wand
- 11 1/2 Inch Knotted Oak Wand with Raven Feather Core, Swishy
- Age
- 8/2009
Hezekiah Mowry had grown to hate a lot of things after becoming a werewolf. Despite finding so many other people and traits to despise, the man hated coming out of a phase the most. He hated seeing the moon rising and having to live with the memories of him being a monster. Hez had gotten rid of his anger about being a werewolf a long time ago because if he would've held on to it, Rama would not be in his care, and the last thing the man wanted was to have his life taken away from him. Although Rama did not think that Hezekiah treasured her so much, he did and would not be so strict with her now if he didn't love the young girl.
Hezekiah had a severe wound on his leg from being careless while running. He had learned how to avoid packs and other werewolves who refused to take wolfsbane some time ago, so he no longer got injuries from such things. Every time he got hurt now was because he was clumsy and inattentive in certain situations. The shirtless man was close to being home and continued to limp his way out of Obsidian Harbour. The wound on his right leg had substantially slowed down his trek towards his home. It was times like this that Hezekiah was glad he did not live isolated like most witches and wizards.
Hezekiah had a severe wound on his leg from being careless while running. He had learned how to avoid packs and other werewolves who refused to take wolfsbane some time ago, so he no longer got injuries from such things. Every time he got hurt now was because he was clumsy and inattentive in certain situations. The shirtless man was close to being home and continued to limp his way out of Obsidian Harbour. The wound on his right leg had substantially slowed down his trek towards his home. It was times like this that Hezekiah was glad he did not live isolated like most witches and wizards.