Le monde s'ouvrit si lentement que Markus se réveilla dans la cabane de chasse. Avec un seul mouvement, il se poussa jusqu'à ses pieds et regarda autour de lui, le feu s'était éteint pendant la nuit, mais la cabine s'était maintenue dans la chaleur. Il grogne et marche sur les formes de sommeil encore boiteux de Sam et James. Il marcha et s'assit sur l'un des cadavres et écrivit sur un morceau de papier. « Retourne dans la cabine, amène le nouveau-né avec toi. Il va essayer d'obtenir des choses arrangées, avant qu'il n'arrive. » Il a posé le papier à côté de Sam et s'est levé en s'emparant des deux cadavres et en les jetant sur ses épaules. Il poussa soigneusement la porte ouverte et sortit tranquillement.
Il avait le temps de réfléchir à ce qu'il allait faire, à ce qu'il allait dire à Val à son retour. Toute cette épreuve avait commencé et ne s'était pas terminée et les choses semblaient s'accumuler et s'accumuler. Il grogne un peu pendant qu'elle déplace les loups et déplace la neige qui tombe de son chemin. Il s'arrête à la ligne d'arbres et respire profondément dans tous les parfums qu'il pourrait... Un autre humain était là et il avait été blessé. Markus a un peu froncé et a commencé à s'envoler vers la cabine. Lorsqu'il l'a atteint, il a glissé la porte ouverte avec sa hanche et a laissé tomber les corps au milieu du sol dans la tanière. Il a dit assez fort mais pas assez fort pour réveiller tout le monde. Il s'est installé dans une armoire et a sorti une paire de jeans, de chaussettes, de bottes et d'une chemise de tank verte. Après s'être habillé, il est allé dans la cuisine et s'est fait une tasse de café rapide.
En prenant quelques gorgées, il a attrapé un marteau de fendeur de viande et s'est dirigé vers la porte du sous-sol. C'était probablement le seul endroit où Marrec aurait mis quelqu'un s'il les avait attrapés. En ouvrant la porte, il est venu trouver Marrec ramassant la literie et de sorte qu'il avait dormi la nuit précédente. Bonjour mon ami, je suis.. Accueil. Dans la tanière, il y a deux cadavres. Va chercher le Bolverk, envoie-le-moi. Nettoyez les corps. Alors, remplacez les balles du chasseur par des balles blanches. D'abord, donnez-moi mon pistolet.
Name: Markus Skarsgard
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Sexual preference: Hetero
Human or werewolf: Werewolf
Pack member or loner: Pack member
Pack name: Odessa
Pack position: Ulfric
Appearance (picture or written description): 6’2 muscular



Strengths (at least 3): Exceptionally strong, Excellent Leader, quick witted,
Weaknesses (at least 3): Tempermental, a old leg injury which can be taken advantage of, can be trusting
Personality: A powerful man (wolf?) who has spent much of his life training his body, sharpening his mind he turned himself into a force seemingly unstoppable and incapable of being tricked. Though this came with a downside his tendency to focus on himself as to better serve others has often lead him to being hot headed in believing he knows what is best for others.
History: The entirety of Markus life has been spent in strife. Born to poverty stricken family he went where the money was easiest as he grew up, crime. He quickly cultivated himself into a thug who at first began robbing convenience stores with his friends. This wasn’t to last as they sought bigger prizes and soon started going after jewelry stores.This went well for a while as they raked in the money and continued to keep their identities from being known. It wasn’t until one the crew suggested a bank that things went terribly wrong. A shootout rang out through the streets of the small town they had chosen as police had made it to the bank quickly on account of a hostage escaping. Markus fled the scene as his fellows were gunned down, and as he ran through the snow flurries he heard a growl and then everything went black.
When Markus awoke he found he had been torn and ripped several wounds were on his body and blood splashed across his clothes and flesh. He stared at the man who stood over him and knew that something was wrong with him. The claws on his finger tips the way he grinned and the golden eyes they all resembled a wolf. Just as the man was going to speak to him Markus pulled his pistol and blew a hole through the man’s head and fled. The nights went by slowly Markus felt strange and when it came time for him to turn he had no idea what was happening, half a apartment complex ended up dead in that instance. Though due to this members of the Odessa pack came looking for him and offered to teach him what he is and he accepted.
As he spent time with the pack he grew to enjoy their company his demeanor changing from what it had been with this new realization of what he was and what existed in this world, though he had his disagreements and they were all with the current Ulfric.Eventually Markus would be fed up with the current Ulfric’s lack of good leadership and challenged him… The fight almost killed Markus as he fought the much older werewolf, but eventually he came out victorious though very injured. Since then he has been considered a especially wise leader of the pack and lead with his Lupa Valerie only helping further his ability to control and keep the peace.
Other: He has a chrome .45 1911 that he has kept from his criminal days. This is kept so that if he needs to deal with ‘issues’ that can’t be dealt with in wolf form he can do so.
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