Name: Keagan Wyatt Argyle
Race: Werewolf (unless anyone has a problem with that)

Appearance:

Also, you can't see them in the picture (obviously) but he's covered in scars from his transformations. And even though it's not part of his appearance he has incredibly sharp senses.


RP Sample: (I took this from another rp because I'm remarkably lazy when it comes to writing samples, I hate them with a firey passion)

Aiden's eyes darted over to her mother and aunt, making the observation that this was pretty sad. She hadn't even been in her own house for five minutes and she was already itching to leave. The fact that she couldn't even stand to be in her own house at times with her friends around was pretty depressing. It showed her just how much of an influence Josephine had on people, no matter how hard she and her mum tried to just ignore her and go on with their lives. She was still that figure just looming over everyone else, expecting perfection in an imperfect world and raising hell when she didn't get it. Yes, she was family and Aiden couldn't deny that, but she couldn't live with her. She couldn't bring herself to say that she truly hated the woman, but she was pretty close. The only thing that seemed to be keeping it that way was the fact that she was her grandmother - her father's mother - and therefore family. If not for her, neither she nor Liam would exist. Unfortunately, being related didn't automatically mean that people got along; sometimes it made things even worse, and theirs was one of those cases. Josephine seemed to hate the fact that her family wasn't perfect. That Aiden wasn't perfect. Somehow, though, she seemed to think that Liam was pretty close, just because he resembled their dad more than Aiden, but he was in some ways worse than she was. Oh, the irony... If Josephine knew the things about Liam that Aiden did the poor woman would probably have a heart attack.

They were leaving now, that was the good thing. She followed the others to the door, drifting slightly more towards Cay as they gathered on the front steps for a brief moment. No one seemed to know where they were actually going to walk, so Aiden stepped ahead of the rest and lead them in a quick loop around to the side of the house and cut through the hedge line that separated the yard from the street. From there she took a left, heading in the direction of the main university campus.

Now that they were actually out of the house and walking, no one really seemed to have much to say. Not that it bothered Aiden all that much, she preferred quiet walks most of the time. Because of the near silence, she didn't even notice that Liam and Cay had fallen back. At least, not until Ike's hand brushed against hers and she turned her head to look at him for a split second. Out of the corner of her eye she could see that the other two were still a short distance behind. But the thought that this might have been on purpose didn't even cross her mind. She bit down on her lip again, eyes focusing back on the sidewalk in front of her. Pretty soon they needed to veer off of the pavement and onto the footpath, otherwise they would end up on the other end of the campus. Not that it really mattered where they were going, Aiden hardly cared, but she liked going past Keele Hall better, it was prettier that way; much more old fashioned. All the fancy modern buildings looked so out of place in the middle of Keele.

She was distracted again by Ike's hand on hers. But this time it was definitely not an accident like she had told herself the last one was. No, now his hand had deliberately grasped hers. Not forcefully or anything, but just enough so that Aiden could feel her cheeks heating up and she knew that her face was approximately the colour of a tomato. Or maybe a carnation... They had a less orange tint to them.

When they reached the branch Aiden stepped off the sidewalk, bringing Ike with her. The silence was starting to get to her a little; Ike didn't talk much, obviously, but that wasn't it, she was used to that. She blamed it on the fact that they were holding hands and that he had been the one to start it and hadn't spoken since. They came up on Keele Hall now. She reminded herself that it used to be Keele Hall and was now part of the university. She always wondered what it was like to live there and why they would ever sell it to the university. She certainly wouldn't have.

She felt Ike tug slightly on her hand and finally looked him in the eye for the first time since they had left the house. He nodded toward the fountain and she gave a small smile, prevented from growing any bigger by the fact that she was still chewing on her lip. A quick glance back at Cay and Liam gave her a tiny bit of confidence as well as a quick case of the giggles because of the faces her twin was making at her. Her blue eyes went back to Ike as she pressed her lips together in an attempt to stifle the giggling. They started walking to the fountain and her gaze went to the water just barely trickling out of it, noting that that the pipes probably needed repairing again. As she watched the fountain she searched around for something to say. Something that wasn’t lame like “How has your summer been?” she always hated asking that question.

“So…” Oh yeah, so much better, Aiden.