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Magical Ability:

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Fairies: Wren inherited some ability from her mother's side of the family. She can repair mundane broken items given enough time. However it only really works with a quiet mind and patience, which are note her strong suit.

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Appearance:

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With short buzzed hair and often seen in plain, masculine clothing, Wren is often mistaken for a boy.  She usually doesn't both to correct this idea since it's just easier for her in the short term.  She is hard muscled and wiry.  Her frame is not particularly feminine but her face is finely featured enough to be 'pretty'.  Her hair, if it were allowed to grow out, would by a similar blonde to her father's.  Unlike her father, her eyes are dark.  Nearly black with just a hint of reddish brown when they catch the light.  Her skin is weathered from a life outdoors.  Her hands have the hard calluses of a swordsman.  Her back has heavy scars where she once grew wings, mangled by her mixed blood and useless to her.  Now the only remnants are the scars on her back and the occasional strange movements of leftover muscles.
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In her were form she is a lean, rangy silver wolf with the same dark eyes. She is not a small wolf but is also not overly muscular, more built for speed and finesse than brute force. Her fur does not cover the scars on her back, leaving strips of bare scar tissue.
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Personality:

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Wren is sharp and refined as the blade she wields. A life independent of family or pack has made her hard. She struggles to get along with other women or people of gentler demeanor. Among soldier types, mercenaries, guards, etc she can drink and swap stories with the best. She has a knack for easy camaraderie among them through years of long practice. Somewhat temperamental, anger seems to be one of the few emotions she shows easily. She doesn't really understand romance or 'feminine wiles' and tends to hold women who use them in low regard. She is fiercely independent and has a lot of trouble asking for help even in dire situations. She would rather do everything herself. She is callous to the suffering of others and very rarely allows people close. She has a fierce protectiveness of the few people she does think of as 'hers', which usually only includes people who have fought alongside her and proven their loyalty. Fighting is perhaps one of her few joys- she takes joy in her skill and perhaps, if she admitted it to herself, in the bloodshed.

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History:

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Wren was born into a broken family. Before she was really old enough to understand, her mother uprooted her from their father and whisked her away to be raised fatherless. As she grew two things became clear- whatever she had inherited from her mother was twisted by her father's blood and she had inherited something of her father's beast. Her wings grew in twisted, like black branches of a winter-bare tree. She mastered her first change when she was 13, into the form of a sleek grey wolf. Strangely, her wolf retained her wings.
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By the time she was 16 it became clear that Wren was in full rebellion. She cut off her hair and ran away from home with nothing more than the clothes on her back. War-torn countryside is a bad place to be when you are a teenage girl. She fell in and out of rough crowds, sometimes voluntarily and sometimes not. Eventually she learned how to protect herself and gain the respect of the people around her. She lost her wings early on, in the first group of ruffians who found her. She doesn't talk about what happened. Typically she just says that they got in the way.
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Peacetime didn't suit Wren well. She didn't know what to do with herself without fighting around. For a while she was part of marauding mercenaries who like her were now purposeless. Gradually they were hunted down. She spent some time in prison in Cendra City until she was released on good behavior. Then she went into bounty hunting. Her wolf's nose helps her find people. She tends to take on the most violent targets, where the risk is most dangerous. Over the past few years she has begun to turn her attention to her own past. She hutns her father, to know why she grew up without him and to see what kind of man he is.
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Miscellaneous:

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Daughter of Felix Cairo

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RIEN

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BEBIES!

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I just live here now.