Leighton Mercer

Character Information

Name: Leighton Mercer
Alias: N/A
Age: 16
Birthdate: June 8
Gender: Male
Sexuality: heterosexual
Race: Were-Creature (Werewolf - TW version)
Clan: N/A

Personality: Most people would call Leighton a "go with the flow" type of guy. He is relaxed and generally likeable. He tends to thrive in social situations without being vocal or leading. This is not to say he is quiet, because he is far from it around those he trusts, he just doesn't like bringing too much attention to himself. He is indecisive to a fault and is fiercely loyal to his friends. He has insecurities that he wears on his sleeve and he rarely if ever lies. He doesn't want to know someone if they can't be honest with him.

he doesn't particularly enjoy fighting and would much rather talk peacefully. He is mature for his age, but has a weakness for silly jokes. His laugh is distinctive, as it's been noted to sound like a yawn and cough mixed together and thrown against a wall. He is a rather good judge of character and has a soft spot anyone that is injured or needy.

Likes: Leighton likes quite a few things. He is a fan of comfortable clothes like shorts and a t-shirt. He loves to be in the sun and hang out with friends. He also likes being active, even extreme things like climbing mountains or waterfall diving.
Dislikes: He hates to see someone taken advantage of. He also despises being the punchline of constant picking and jokes. He doesn't like to show others his wolf powers unless they are like him.

History: Leighton was born on the riverside in a valley between two huge mountains. His mother, Ariel, and his father, Sage, were kind people that lived in a simple house in the woods. The existence was rather relaxed, as they grew and produced most of their own food. For the first 12 years of his life, it was a simple life and he enjoyed that. However, that didn't last forever. While walking back from his favorite swimming hole, Leighton saw a flash of movement. He broke into a run only to be easily caught and bitten on the side. He would look back to see a man with claws and fangs standing over him. His eyes glowed red and his face was terrifiying.

That moment changed Leighton's life. As he got up and ran away, or at least his best attempt at running while wounded, he heard movement in the distance. This time however, it was coming from the direction of his home. He pushed his body to the limit as he tried to get back, only to find the same man standing over the bodies of his parents. Both were bloody piles of mangled bodies, which broke Leighton's heart. A cry was released deep from inside Leighton, and then all he could do was ask why.

The man left Leighton alone for what seemed like hours, and when the full moon rose in the sky, Leighton turned into the same thing that killed his parents. The pain of changing for the first time and lack of control sent him into a frenzy. He moved into the woods, attempting to find the man. Luckily, his house was the only for quite a few miles, so he didn't need to worry about killing others. He would find the man, only to be defeated and beaten down. The man started to explain what was going on and that he now owned Leighton.

For the next 3 years, Leighton was the bitch that his Alpha wanted. All sorts of cruel things were thrown Leighton's way, but he would get out from under his Alpha's control. His opportunity came forward as the man would leave on day and never return. Assuming he was dead, Leighton took off to travel and figure out more about the world. Now 16, he still has plenty to learn about being a werewolf, and he set out to find others like him.