odessa

name: odessa
black hair with pink highlights
green cat eyes
age 23

ooc- I didnt put how much she weighed because i want people to imagine the girl they want to it just seems wrong to me to put a weight on someone when there are so many people with diffrent prefences.


Odessa was rehearsing with her band to perform later that night she always loved the dark the crisp air that smelled slightly sweet but salty for some reason it made her think of salt water taffy. The way the air was slightly sticky and humid enough to make your body glisten with beads of sweat but cold enough you didn't get over heated.

The main reason she liked the night is because she was half vamp and were cat but that did not mean she couldn't be in the sun she just hated the light. Odessa was the singer in the band she had the most wonderful voice that could draw a crowd in the drop of a hat kind of like an angels voice as some would say.

She got done with the song and took a long sip out of her water bottle warping her freshly manicured nails around the bottle as it caved in and made a crush sound that was music to her ears. She licked the little bit of water from the side of her mouth as she was refreshed and walked over and rubbed against Steve “see you tonight” she smiled as she walked out the door.


It was not dark but indeed dusk the way the light hit the horizon made beautiful orange color she took a deep breath nothing like fresh air she started walking and heard something but dismissed it. She looked around with her cat like eyes she could sense something.

need someone to play either a vampire,lycan,or another were cat your choice.

ic-Standing there in her black pink skirt that came above the knees her black fishnet stalkings that were tore and black famed knee high boots and a black tank with a red skull jacket on. Her makeup consist of black eyeliner to bring her cat eyes out and make them glow her lips a silky pink and soft like you would find on a pink rose petal. Her skin flawless pale but not to pale complected her red and silver eyeshadow really accented her eyes and made them pop.

Odessa took a deep breathing knowing something was behind her.

Varg tailed the half-breed quietly. She smelled of vamp. She couldn't be a full-one, the scent wasn't right. He'd heard of the curse being passed only partially. What was it, that Dresden Files thing? Whatever. He really didn't care how it worked. All he knew was that he had spent the last month tracking her scent and finally found her. He didn't like intruders in his territory.

He stopped following her when she tensed up. Not many people had the ability to hear him when he was stalking. She glanced over her shoulder at him and he remained standing in a neutral position with his hands in the pockets of his leather biker jacket. His Type-O Negative T-shirt, jeans and biker boots had all seen better days, but the jacket looked fairly new. A thong of leather held his long dark hair with natural rusty highlights back in a ponytail. His eyes were normally a dark brown, but at the moment they were shining yellow.

The two of them stared at each other a moment. She knew he was following her. And she probably knew that he intent violence. Yet. The silence dragged on in the empty street, and Varg stood at the edge of the light from a nearby streetlamp, creating a back-lighting effect that only increased his aura of danger.

"What are you doing in my city?" he asked at last, his voice a hard, somewhat gravelly drawl. There was youth in it, but there was also a deadly seriousness.

Odessa looked him over and scoffed "your city? last time i checked you were not the mayor so take that teritorial back talk and shove it" she glared at him she knew he was a lycan she could sence it.

She took a deep breath she was defensive it was her way of reacting in fear but she held it in "if you must know,which im sure you do because in your mind this little city is your teroritory I was practicing with my band for tonights gig to show i am harmless you can come and see me sing."

When he pierced her eyes with his she scoffs and giggles as she could sence he was going to say something or do something to get his point across.Odessa wanted to morph into one of her cat creatures but she knew that would be even more disater.

She flipped her hair ever so gently waiting for his response as she kept smelling the air he smelled of lycan but yet there was something diffrent more of a salty smell more than before. With a blink of an eye her eyes changed into an emerald color which ment she was more content.

Varg narrowed his eyes at her, a growl slowly slipping out of his throat. Nobody talked to him that way. But he remained still. He even withdraw his hands from his pockets. He just continued glowering at her until she finished talking. He then waited. He had learned during showdowns in the past that waiting was an effective way to put the enemy off-balance. And he could tell she was defensive from her demeanor.

"This city is under my protection. The sons of Blackstone take such a duty to the grave. Understood?" No threats. No ultimatums. Just an explanation of what to expect.

Something about the way he explained things made her laugh here is a big bad lycan and it made her laugh histerically "are you worried I am a threat or something? because I am not i was minding my business until you started stalking me continue following me if you must but i got stuff to do"

She looked into his eyes one more time turned around and slowly walked away making sure he watched every single move he made she slowly disapeared out of his eye site and sighed finally.

Odessa morphed into a white tiger stretching her paws and was in a playful mood but she would have to morph again because how whack would it be walking around the city as a white tiger people would be panicked.

So moving into the woods she crept walking slowly enjoying the moist dirt but not mud and wetness of the cool grass on her paw her bright almond tiger eyes feeling a little dry she let out a low purr as she started to run her energy off.

After about a half hour of running through the woods to relive stress thats when he jumped out infront of her she skid before she stopped she sighed as morphed into her present form "why are you stalking me?" she said with a hint of passion but anger.

Varg tailed her, not wanting to let that kind of flippant attitude go unchallenged. Now she was getting angry. Maybe she was hiding something after all. "You're half-vamp. You expect me to take your word?" He snorted in mockery of the idea. Varg had little love for any of the other creatures of the night, but vamps in particular had earned his animus years ago. To his knowledge, there were only a couple left in the city that he hadn't found reason to kill. The day his city was rid of them would be cause for a celebration.

"I'm here to make a point. Don't think you can get away with shit in my city."

Without giving her a chance to respond, he turned on his heel and left. "Be seein' ya."

She senced he didnt like the idea she was half vamp but she hated that part to she could servive without the blood she was more of a were cat and she scoffed as he walked away.

she looked at her watch shit im late she said aloud she morphed into a white tiger again and ran when she came out of the woods she still had ways to go so she morphed into a white house cat and ran the rest of the way to the club.

When she got into the alley she morphed back into her human form caught her breath and walked in getting a drink of water. She was nervous not because she had to sing because she wondered if he would show up.

Odessa got on stage as her band was introduced and started to sing like they had practiced.

Varg made his way back to the lot where he had parked his motorcycle. The bitch wouldn't try anything tonight. Not if she thought he was watching. The engine of the bike roared to life and the young wolf rocketed down the streets, his sensitive nose searching for any suspicious scent trails. Things had been slow recently. He'd slaughtered most of the vamps, taken out a demon or two... for the most part he'd cleaned the city up.

The night was becoming safer for the humans. But that didn't mean he could slack off on his nightly patrols.

After they were done performing Odessa walked out onto the street.Starting walking slowly she headed to her house which she hated.

Meaning if she went home she had to put up with the snot nose vamps who thought they were all that and she hated it. Looking for a place to stay she walked up the street hearing something in the distance.

She turned around and nothing was there she shrugged it off. Feeling kind of bored she morphed into cheetah so she could run fast,she loved morphinh into cats it made her feel like she was free and had control.

Varg finished his patrol and drove home. He lived in a derelict neighborhood. Not much lived here anymore outside of the supernatural community, and they preferred to stay out of each other's business. The house Varg lived in was a gloomy old Victorian home that had fallen into disrepair. He was hoping to get in without attracting much attention. No such luck. "Varg..."

Varg stopped at the voice and peered into the living room. His Uncle Leo sat in the same place as always. An armchair that had seen better days. Leo sat wearing a V-neck shirt with his legs covered by a dirty old blanket. A book was in his hands. The old wolf never showed any emotion. Always spoke in the same monotone. And he barely moved around anymore. Every year he seemed to grow more and more catatonic. "What do you want," Varg grumbled.

"There are more vamps in town," Leo said simply.

"I know. Keepin' an eye on 'em."

Leo didn't even nod in acknowledgment. "Remember your honor."

Varg frowned at that. He didn't like being lectured no honor from this psychopath. He did his duty to his city and no one could question him about that. He stalked off upstairs to his bedroom, stripped down to his jeans, and collapsed back on the bed. He pushed the button on his battery-operated jambox to listen to some Type-O Negative before going to sleep.

He had work to do in the morning.

Odessa ran for about an hour and morphed back into her normal form as she walked up to the house she did not want to deal with the others so she climbed up the drain pipe to her room.

She grabbed a bag and some clothes with her makeup went down the drain pipe and went into the woods she morphed into a house cat this time black with a little orange strip on herhind leg.

She let out a yawn licked her paw and made a bed in the woods by the old camp ground.

Soon morning came and she felt something but still stayed sleeping with her ear twitching back and forth.