Lyall Meir

+Loyal+ He can be faithful to a fault sometimes with people he truly cares about, even though he's burned before because of it.
+Kind+ He would gladly give someone the shirt off of his back if they needed it, hell he might even give his pants too if he though it would help.
+Melancholic+ He sometimes slips into depressed streaks, when this happens he usually keeps to himself to keep from bothering people.

He had had many "friends" growing up, you know, the kind of people who pretend to be your friend because you can do something for them. The only true friend he had growing up was Joel. Joel always used to tell Lyall that he was too nice to people, that he shouldn't let people walk all over him like that. But Lyall just couldn't help it, it was in his nature to help people as best as he could.

It was summer vacation, their second to last year of school , and they decided that they wanted to go camping in the near-by forest. It took a lot of convincing for Lyall and Joel to get their parents to let them go by themselves. They had spent the week before their trip getting supplies and packing it into Joels car, which was a task all in it's own considering the size of Joels tiny hatchback. But, they made it work and by the end of the week they were on their way to the campsite. It took them a few hours to set up camp because both of them had managed to forget the instructions on how to put together the tent. Exhausted, the two of them sat down and drank some soda. "Hey, I heard there's going to be a full moon tonight, that will be cool to see. Especially out here, what do you think?", Joel said. "Yeah, that will be awesome. But, you know what they say about the full moon...", Lyall said with a grin on his face. "Ugh, you and your stupid horror stories, werewolves aren't real, you know that right?", Joel said while shaking his head, " Yeah, yeah, I know. But it would be cool if they were though.", Lyall later on would regret ever saying such a thing.

That night after having dinner and putting out the campfire they called it a night and got into their sleeping bags. Lyall woke up with a start when he thought he heard someone scream. He looked over and saw that Joel was still sleeping. So, he grabbed his flashlight and quietly got out of the tent. As he got out the full moons light cast everything in a silver glow. He walked away from the campsite, turning on the flashlight, as he searched for the source of the scream. He made his way to the edge of a clearing and he found what had screamed, lying on the ground in a pool of it's own blood was a young fox. Lyall bent down to see if it was still alive, when something slammed into him, the force knocked the breath out of him as fell to the ground. He screamed as a large figure pinned him to the ground. The light of the moon barely illuminated the creature, Lyall could've sworn it was a wolf, but at the same time it looked vaguely human. The creature growled at Lyall and lunged at him biting into his shoulder. He screamed bloody murder as the creature tore into him. Suddenly , the creature froze as someone started yelling at it, Lyall couldn't tell where the voice was coming from and stayed conscious long enough to see the creature take off running, then his vision cut to black.

Waking up in a hospital bed was a surprise, Lyall had been certain that he had died. He felt like death though, his whole body hurt and his blood felt like it was on fire. He went to move and realized that he couldn't move his shoulder, he looked down and saw that his whole upper body was covered in medical gauze. He found out that Joel had heard him screaming and came running to help and that had scared the creature off, he also was told that he had been in the hospital almost a month in a coma. Now that he had finally woken up, he was released from the hospital and sent home with lots of painkillers. He got settled into his room and layed down on the bed with his shades open. He fell asleep soon after, just as another full moon began to rise into the sky.

As the sun rose into the sky the next morning causing light to come through his bedroom window, Lyall woke up very groggy. He raised his hand to itch his head and he woke up very quickly when his hand touched something other than his hair, he sat up quickly and looked in the mirror on his wall. He had ears, wolf ears coming out of his head. He climbed quickly out of bed and tripped over something that was hanging behind him, he cringed as pain shot all the way up his spine. He spun in circles trying to see what it was, he had a tail a wolf tail coming out of his behind. He was completely freaking out about the new additions to his anatomy when he finally noticed the blood. It was all over his chest, it was even on his hands and mouth, he looked at himself in the mirror in horror. What the hell had happened to him? He looked like a... The train of thought stopped when he saw the blood on the door to his room. He started to feel sick as he walked out of his room, there was blood and claw marks all over the walls. As he made his way to the living room, he froze in terror at the sight that laid before him. His parents, at least what was left of them laid in mangled pieces on the floor, their faces frozen in a twisted mixture of fear and pain. Lyall looked down at his blood stained hands as tears streamed down his face, "What have I done? M-my family, I killed them...", he cried between gasps of air. He couldn't breathe, he was having an allergic reaction, he ran into the bathroom and took a large dose of his allergy meds. He collapsed on the bathroom floor and cried until he just couldn't cry anymore.

Suddenly he heard someone knocking on the front door, and Joel saying, "Hey Lyall, I cam to see how you're doing, can you let me in?". Lyall jumped to his feet , he couldn't stay here, Joel was going to find a way in and he would see what Lyall had done, and he wouldn't be able to stand the look of horror on Joels face. So, Lyall ran out the back door not taking anything with him, he just ran. He continued to be on the run for six years, he never went back to his home town, and he moved from place to place never staying anywhere longer than a month. When one day he found himself in a city called Treshire, He was shocked when he arrived, because there were people like him there, supernaturals. He had planned on staying there for only a short amount of time, but ended up staying there permanently, because at Treshire he didn't feel like he was as alone, here he could learn how to control the beast inside of him, and maybe one day he could stop being a monster...