C'est moi qui l'ai fait.
J'éblouis le commentaire de Dak avant d'entrer dans un sourire et de le frapper à l'épaule. "Tu le serais aussi si ça te transformait en chien de slobbing," je plaisante. Jusqu'à présent, Dak avait été l'un des seuls à me traiter franchement comme un (presque) être humain un juste être froid avec moi.
Je regarde par la fenêtre et je vois Nathan, Arianna et Dav. -- Quoi, ne voulait pas rejoindre Arianna dans la troisième roue? Je te taquine. "De plus, quand est la prochaine fois que tu veux s'allumer?"
Avant qu'il ne puisse répondre, Cass est entré, à moitié endormi. J'ai un sourire sournois. Tout le monde dans la meute savait pour le petit béguin de Nathan sur Dav. "Juste regarder la pauvre Arianna troisième roue Nathan et Dav." Je regarde par la fenêtre, je fais une gueule. "Pauvre Dav. Il la suit comme un chiot perdu." Je me tourne en fronçant. "Le plus récent boude encore dans le sous-sol?" Je me souviens quand j'ai traversé cette phase. C'était un cauchemar de pleurs constants et de peur constante, avec des montagnes de couvertures qui rôtissent pratiquement mon corps, mais j'ai refusé de laisser la pièce être inférieure à 80°F.
:: Personal Information ::
Full Birth-Given Name
"Katelyn Maria Jakob. Maria is after my late aunt."
Preferred Name // Nickname
"My old high school buddies and clients called me Cash, but everybody else calls me Kate. Sometimes, Dad would accidentally call me Maria because I look so much like her."
Sexual Orientation
"Not really up for anyone right now. Just trying to shake off the cravings."
Gender
"Do I look like a boy or something?"
Years Since My Birth
"20 soon."
Pack Standing
"Average pack member; people don't like former addicts being in charge of them."
Also Knowing
"I got the name Cash when I became the queenpin of weed at school. Boy, those were the fucking days. More money than a high school kid could ever want for."
:: General Information ::
Your Other Half

"Boy, do I miss the fucking heroine."
Family Members Affected by the Shiver
Kate looks uncomfortable, her lips pursed. "My parents are Isabelle and Drake Jakob, and they don’t know about the Shiver at all. No siblings, because I was already too much to handle." She tries to laugh at her own joke, but fails miserably. "Sometimes, though, my cousin Jaime would stay for a while whenever his mom would try to get clean. Guess I should've learned from him what addiction does to the people around you, but I didn't." Her eyes ow misty for a moment before she sniffles, trying to keep her dignity together. "I loved him like a brother and cared for him like an older sister, as he was a few years younger...but after the heroine addiction started, I cut him off. Didn't want him to see my like that. Didn't want him to look at me differently."
Furry Friends
"Nah. I was allergic to dogs and cats. Rather ironic."
:: Other Information ::
Song That Best Describes Me
Swingin Party by Lorde
Who Turned You and Changed Your Life
"I was at a party, both high on heroine and slinging pot at the same time." She laughs bitterly at herself, her fists clenching in her lap. "Dumb fucking decision. I got in an argument with a guy about how much a gram should cost and we took it outside in the cold to debate. Snap. He changes, bites, and then runs. Asshole."
My Life Before the Shiver Overtook Me and How It Effected Me
"I came from a small middle class family, with loving yet mediorce parents. They worked hard and taught me to do the same. I was an average kid on track to college when I got involved in the weed business through a friend in high school." She sighs deeply, her guilt weighing heavy on her heart. "After the money just kept pouring in, I began experimenting with other drugs. I had all the money in the world, it seemed. Why not use it?" She stops for a moment, staring at her feet. "Nothing hooked me like heroine did," she whispers quietly. "My life slowly fell apart as heroine became more important than my friends, school, and parents day after day. I left my childhood home in shame and moved into a tiny apartment across town, slinging small amounts of weed to keep myself afloat." Her nostrils flare as her story transitions from sorrow to anger. "In the aftermath of being bit, I holed myself in my apartment, resisting the urge to use. I was beyond scared of what it could do to me if I entered wolf form. Would my wolf even be able to handle the dosage?" She shakes her head, her eyes wide in fear. "While I shivered in cold sweats day after day, I would change into a wolf at night because I couldn't afford the heat bill anymore." Her face becomes pained and pale. "I spent my nights clawing at the walls, hungering to run, to feel the earth beneath my paws. One night I managed to break out and just ran, ran until I ended up waking up in the Devereaux den. Been with the pack for about three months now."
How Some People Might See Me
She gulps, averting her eyes. "Careless is probably how Mom and Dad saw me. Selfish, greedy. They knew I loved the money and I loved the high. They thought I loved it more than them, and I did at one point." She's quiet for a moment, her brow knitting in frustration. "I--I think I am loyal? At least now. Before it was all about the sales and the highs, but these people really have cared for me in a way nobody else could. I owe them my life, my sanity." She gives a weak smile. "I hope they think I'm worth the trouble and the hardship. I really do."
Standing Before a Mirror, I See

"I guess I constantly look disheveled. My hair's always in a messy bun or a frizzy pony tail and I'm usually wearing track shorts and a hoodie. Not much point in dressing nice when you're still recovering from addiction." She frowns, her lips twisting. "I have a lot of freckles, had 'em since I was a kid. Hair's kinda red, I guess? I dunno, I never really liked pegging myself as a ginger. More like an auburn." She twists her bottom lip between her teeth, trying to think of a few more physical attributes. "My lips are okay, I guess? Slim nose, small eyes. I'm 5'6", slim body type. Acquired permanent bags under my eyes after heroine began to slowly drain my life."
The Beast Hidden Below the Surface

"That's me, all light brown fluff and amber eyes." She grins in amusement. "I've been told my tail is rather large, but I've never seen it myself."
Photographed Picture of Myself