Luis

Extra: Miguel hasn't drunk royal blood for years. He secretly fills small white bags with tomato juice and keeps them in a glass cooler, calling them "private reserves." He drinks them with all the elegance of a nobleman tasting wine, even though they're actually pure tomatoes. If anyone finds out, he'll vehemently deny it.

Their species and vampires have hated each other for centuries over territory: wolves control the forests, vampires the cities and castles. Each race believes the other threatens its existence.

Luis personally hates vampires because his pack lost several members in an ambush. Although he knows not all vampires were guilty, he generalizes his hatred.

However, he has a morbid curiosity about them: he considers them “elegant and strange,” something that irritates him because it clashes with his natural hatred.

Hobbies

Hunting (although sometimes more for fun than necessity).

Fight with anyone who challenges him.

Go for night runs under the full moon.

Climb to high places just to look down on the city/town.

Stalking their friends “for fun,” as if they were prey.

Past

Luis belonged to a fairly close-knit pack, but an internal conflict over leadership fragmented it. He supported the original leader, who ended up exiled. Loyalty cost him the cost of being left without a group.

Since then he has wandered between towns and cities, never feeling completely at home anywhere.

His necklace has meaning: it was a gift from his former leader as a symbol of trust, and Luis keeps it proudly.

Issues

He has little patience and that gets him into unnecessary fights.

Loneliness haunts him, even if he doesn't admit it.

He can become overly aggressive if he feels cornered.

His hyperactivity makes him clumsy with plans or strategies: he doesn't know how to wait.

His overly sensitive sense of smell causes him headaches in cities with too many smells.

Extras

His wounds heal quickly, but they leave fine scars, which frustrates him because he likes “the marks of war.”

He snores like a bear when he sleeps.

He has canine reflexes: he tilts his head when something intrigues him, bristles when he's annoyed, and growls without realizing it.

He loves being scratched behind his ears, even though he vehemently denies it.

Traditions

It tends to mark its territory, sometimes with scratches on trees, walls or doors.

He prefers to sleep curled up, as if he were still with his pack.

He turns around three times before going to sleep (a wolf instinct that he can't avoid).

Strange customs

He sniffs people to “get to know them better,” he does it unconsciously.

He likes to bury important things, even if he later forgets where.

Chews on bones (even non-meat ones, such as toothpicks, pencils, or ornaments).

Appearance

Height: 1.82 m in his semi-human form.

Build: Athletic, marked by the physical strength he has even without transforming.

Features: Thick, untidy hair on the chest and arms. Pointy, always erect ears, and fangs visible when smiling.

Eyes: Bright amber that glows brighter in the dark.

Clothing: Generally tight t-shirts that highlight his muscles, a leather jacket with a fur collar, somewhat torn pants, and a thick studded collar (which appears decorative, but is actually used to “control” himself).

Distinguishing marks: Claws that protrude slightly even in human form and marks from past fights on the arms and torso.

Personality

Extroverted, hyperactive, always on the move.

Reckless, often acts before thinking.

Invasive with people he cares about: he likes to hug, grab shoulders, or even sniff without asking permission.

Joking, sarcastic, with a somewhat crude sense of humor.

He has a strong sense of herd, he likes to feel part of a group even if he has lost it.

He can't stand loneliness for long.

Tastes

Running through woods or open spaces.

Raw or undercooked meat.

The heat of fire, bonfires and campfires.

Compete in strength or endurance.

The smell of wet earth after the rain.

Dislikes

Strong chemical odors (perfumes, chlorine, etc.).

Ignore it or put it aside.

Silver (causes an instinctive rejection).

Extreme cold.

Vampires (although the reason for this can be explained later).