But I need to ask, why? What brings you here this day? Is it to find out who I truly am? Is it to check up on me, because you haven't been around in a while? Well I suppose, if you don't know me, I should probably tell you a bit about me. If you already do know my story, then sit back and relax, and allow yourselves to be reminded of my origins, and how I came to be....
So you want to know who I am, or more precisely, what I am. Fair enough, I guess I can tell you. But where to start....so many things I could start with, but I suppose the most simple one would be to explain what I am first. I am a werecreature, indeed, a wereleopard. Eh, what's that? What is a wereleopard? Let's see...how to describe this. You've heard of a werewolf, right? Alright, that's good. For a second there you had me almost scared. A wereleopard is basically a werewolf. A lycanthrope, or lycan for short. The only difference is, a werewolf is well, a wolf. And I am more refined, a dainty feline, as opposed to a lumbering, less graceful wolf? Nah, but part of that is true. I am a feline, rather than the more brutish werewolf. Other than that, the differences end, and the similarities begin to stack up. But one thing I have in common with werewolves is the misconceptions and myths that have been started in stories and folklore about us. What are some of these misconceptions and myths you ask? Well, there are so many, I don't know where to start with that either. Let me think a moment on that....
Ahh yes. I guess the most common one would be the myth of the moon and how, when its full, it causes us to be rabid, savage creatures bent solely on finding a human dinner in which to feed from. This is far from the truth, sorry to say. I'm sure there are many of you who shall be very disappointed about this. But, its a very untrue story told about us all the time. While the moon does hold a bit of a pull on me when its full, it does not have that particular side effect on me. For the most part, it only affects me when I'm in full were form, meaning when I'm completely in the form of a leopard. And even then, it affects me most when my were form is in heat. Which, doesn't happen as often as one might think. Unlike the natural leopard that wanders much warmer climates than this that I inhabit now, my were form only goes into heat maybe twice a year? If that. And when it happens around the time of a full moon, is most likely when I could become pregnant. Ahh yes, that is how my two wonderful darlings came to be...But we won't go into that, alright? Good...
Another misconception is the rivalry between werecreatures and vampires. If that were true, I wouldn't be considered the keeper of such a wonderful family, the Bloodthornes. Now I'm pretty sure I know what you're thinking by now..."She's crazy, she doesn't hate vampires, she's the keeper of a vampire clan. That's basically suicide isn't it?" But I have to say, no, its not. Vampires can be just as friendly as other garou, and other garou can be just as deadly as vampires are said to be. So it could go either way. It's all how you go about it, and who you make friends with. I shall never be like my family, the Bloodthornes, but I shall always be there to protect them, no matter what. Why can't I ever be like them? Ever seen what happens when a vampire tries to change a garou into a vampire, and vice versa? Its instant death. So, it really doesn't make sense for me to try and be like the one's I protect. Its better if I stay as I am, I wouldn't change myself for the world. I like being a wereleopard. There are many things I can do that my friends cannot. But I'm sure you knew that already.
I guess that's pretty much it about myself...Although I probably should add that, unlike most wereleopards and garou, I shall live much, much longer. That's partly because of a gift that was bestowed upon me. The gift of being a guardian. The woods I protected, were special, because of their location, and what creatures roamed within them. Later, a vampire family called the Bloodthornes, moved to the lands that my forest bordered, I had to find out about them. To see if they were a threat to my calling in life. I soon befriended them, and not only did I have a forest to protect, but a family and their lands, which they called the Shadowlands. Their leader, Tobey, was a wonderful man...I would give anything to have him back....But some things aren't meant to be, I guess? I still stand by their new leader, Shattered, and shall continue to protect my family, for indeed, they have accepted me into their family, as outcast as I am, and I shall repay them by keeping them from harm's way, as much as I can. But I guess that's just another story to tell you later. For now, I should probably get going. It was nice to meet those of you who don't know me, and great to see those of you who do know me, and I haven't seen in a while. The children wait for me, and I need to get back to them, but believe me, you'll see me around again. I can guarentee it.