Daniel Vail Symth.

[Daniel Symth]

Daniel Vail Symth.
Twenty Four.
Male.
Werewolf.
Daniel is heterosexual.
"We all belong here."

To start off, Daniel has unruly chocolate locks that have caramel streaks at random points, silky to the touch. His eyes are a smoldering grey color that rotate based on his mood from grey, to a light blue, or a faded brown. His voice is rich and deep, smoothly flowing out of his perfectly shaped lips. The only flaw in his facial area is that of a scar running down his left brow. Getting down his his muscle tone, he has an outstanding body due to his constant working out, running every morning and night in his human form. He commonly is seen around in gyms, working his muscles. He stands at a broad shouldered six feet six inches.
Daniel is usually a more observant guy, rather than talkative. He seems unapproachable most of the times, but if you start a conversation with him, he won't leave you hanging. It isn't that he doesn't like communicating or is shy, he just prefers to save himself from the bullshit people say. Although, if you have somehow made yourself his friend, then he will be there for you for everything and hopes you will do the same. Daniel can get stubborn at times, and believes in his opinion. Although, he won't shove his beliefs and opinions down your throat, he is just very strong about it and tries to make sure people know that. He doesn't like being judged or people judging others by what they look like or who they like. He believes very strongly in these things and Daniel thinks no one has the right to judge anyone but themselves.

Daniel doesn't like to talk about his past. From when he was four till he turned fourteen, he was abused both physically and mentally by his drunkard of a father(Johnathan Dayfield). When Daniel turned fourteen, his change of personality, being rather violent and observant, brought out the beast in him. When the night came, he would charge into the forest and hunt one thing until it died, or he lost it. come morning, he was covered in blood and pine-needles. As the wolf matured in him, he let it come out when it wished, trusting himself not to harm anyone. That was his mistake. You see, Daniel had grown rather fond of a young girl named Rowan, and the wolf wasn't so tempermental around her. He commonly fought off the urge to kill her when they lay together after an intimate session, but one day after a party, he turned against his common sense and brutally murdered her in the Yellowstone National park, and officials dismissed it as an animal attack.
Currently, Daniel can be found lurking around the park, forest, lake, or bar.



Mornings. Also known as, the second in line for the worst timing possible to wake up, right after Mondays of course. At least that's how Daniel - a bronze haired player - saw it. To make matter's worse, the young male, trying to stretch out his rather long body, found he wasn't only tangled in an abyss of blankets, but the limbs of a girl he had yet to learn the name of. With a sharp inhale, Daniel, and his sex-hair, began sitting up. When the stranger in his bed clung to his bare torso, Daniel groaned with annoyance in the back of his throat. Pushing her away by her forehead, he slipping his lean body off the end of the bed, making his way towards the shower which had walls made up of dark blue tiles and bright lighting. After a few minutes of building up steam, he removed himself from the bathroom, not bothering with a towel as he sifted through is clothes, grabbing boxers and jeans. Once his lower portion was covered, he continued down the stairs where he was met by his father who looked far from happy while he read today's newspaper, a cup of black coffee in his free hand.
"You're looking dashing this morning," Daniel spoke up with a voice filled with sarcasm. He didn't care for the awkward silence and bluntly deleting it from their life was something he was rather good at. "Run out of shirts already?" was his fathers response before taking a drink. Daniel shot his father a look that consisted of two raised eyebrows and a pouting lip over his shoulder before turning back towards the fridge where he retrieved a cold apple. "What are you talking about? This is all for you, dad." Daniel insisted, tossing the apple in his hand to check it over for any bruises, walking to the sink, he washed it off before taking a bite, a dull look of amusement on his face as he watched his father in silence. "Where's mom?" Daniel lifted his chin, glancing around the kitchen. "She went to work early this morning," Mr. Oakley explained, setting down the newspaper. "What ever happened to Rowan?" his father's words made Daniel pause his bite mid-way into the apple. Narrowing his eyes just slightly, the bronze haired male lowered the apple from his lips, tossing it into the trash, half eaten. "You never fail to ruin my appetite." was all Daniel said, moving his eyes towards the calendar on the wall which had a large red check marked down on it.
"You never told me why you two broke up, in fact you didn't tell me you broke up at all, she just stopped coming over." his father pressed. He'd always been fond of Rowan, which only brought out the anger inside of Daniel that was carefully placed beneath a thin sheet of ice. "You don't continue poking the aggravated tiger in a cage." he spoke without looking back, only to have the reasoning behind the red check on the calendar click in the back of his mind. "Shit," he whispered and turned, jogging up the stairs to his room, in his closet sat the packed suitcase he had ready since last week. One year vacation away from his annoying father and pushy mother? It didn't get any better than that. Once he got to his bedroom, he looked at his bed where the black haired, petite, female sat up, rubbing her probably sore head from the hangover he was sure she was having. "Hey you," she smiled flirtatiously his way, gesturing for him to come over to the bed beside her. Daniel's eyes fixated on her in a piercing stare before he walked stood up straight, making his way over to her. Sitting at the end of the bed, he looked her over with a fake look of admiration. Behind the admiration were his true feelings which consisted of nothing. He didn't care for her, in fact he was thinking over things to say that would get her to leave his home - which he's had to share with his parents since the day their house was burned down. Go figure right?
"You're not planning on leaving me here, are you?" she rose an eyebrow, a smirk on her full pink lips, Daniel's jaw's muscles worked beneath his golden skin as he thought for a minute. "Of course not," Daniel stared at her, watching her smile grow before he continued. I'll show you the door first." he nodded sweetly and her smile disappeared, replaced with anger and confusion. Standing up, Daniel made his way to his closet, grabbing the suitcase and rolling it out, letting his dark green eyes focus on his shirts, he grabbed a grey v-neck, slipping it over his body, letting his dog-tag necklace rest over his slightly bare chest. Once everything was together, Daniel turned to the girl who slowly stood up, holding a blanket to her body, he offered her a deadly smirk. "Why the long face, hun? I let you sleep with me didn't I?" he bent down, grabbing her thrown clothes, she caught them, glaring at him as she tugged them on and stormed towards the door without looking at him. When she passed him, he released a small chuckle from the back of his throat. "Don't forget to tell your friends love." he called before leaving his room and making his way to his car.
After what seemed like hours of driving, Daniel was finally at the gates of the vacations mansion. It was on top of a large hill, sitting as an opulent building that looked over a large lake, boats and smaller looking beach houses. Parking, smoldering grey orbs shifted, taking it all in while his hands moved to take out the key from the ignition and slip it into his pocket where his phone rested fully charged as well.

[Samantha Deadwood]

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