Kakashi Hatake

Name: Kakashi Sakumo Hatake
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Theme: Varulfen - Saltatio Mortis

Race: Controlled Skinchanger
Animal?: White wolf
Ability from said animal: Incredibly sharp hearing and sense of smell.

Nationality: Western forests.
Religion: He hasn't decided yet, despite his obvious connection to Gaia. He doesn't trust her judgment.







Haircolor: Silvery white
Eyecolor: Warm grey
Scars, molds, etc.: Three scars that only show in his wolf form, over his snout. In human form, they are barely even there.
Build: Slim but rather muscular. His power lies in strength combined with speed and teamwork.

Personality: He may seem distanced at first, but when he opens up, he's really warmhearted. He likes getting new friends - new pack members, so to speak, and values teamwork above almost anything else. He is calm, cool and collected, even aloof, but even if he seems unapproachable, and unresponsive, he loves being with other people. He just needs his alone time once in a while to recharge. He is strict but righteous to his students.
Likes: Teaching, learning, harmony, nature, teamwork.
Dislikes: Dishonesty, disloyalty, chaos, death.
Hobbies: Reading, writing, mentoring, training.

Friends: Quite a few in his pack are dead, but a couple remain, in the Western Forest.
Family: His father died recently, but his mother, a white wolf, lives with a pack in the northern parts of the Western Forest.

Storyline:
A morning in early fall, Kakashi was born with his siblings. He was the only one of four to be born with his mother's white pelt, the others had the grey of their father. They grew up, and two died, as was the norm. He missed them terribly. Obito, Rin... One dead of starvation, other killed by another predator - a tall, hairless one using a strange tool.

Two years later, he'd gotten over them, though they rarely ever left his thoughts. He was about to branch off from the pack to start his own, as he was supposed to, but then... A sudden, strange and painful growth spurt set in. It lasted over a month, as he struggled to shed his born skin. The pain was excruciating. He barely survived, but then, suddenly,  he broke free from his tight skin, as an adult human, gasping with the sensations still coursing through his body. He'd seen others like this, before, and had known there'd been a possibility. But he hadn't counted on it hurting that much... He'd just had the thoughts of an animal so far, after all. He hadn't thought too much of things. But now... With this new body, new brain, all the new impressions... This could be used to his advantage. He could prevent humans from ever hunting wolves again, avoid another thing like Rin's death happening again!

Wearing his skin around his hips, from the start in control of his transformation, he entered a nearby human town. As soon as they saw the skin, and the small amount of blood on the skin he had now, they knew what he was and what had happened. They advised him to go to the school, Arania, near the Oasis.

It was a long travel, but he decided to take it. Saying goodbye to his parents and pack, he transformed and ran as a wolf all the way to the school. The mentors there saw his born control, and immediately offered him a place amongst them. With such control, he was a worthy candidate to teach all the youngsters. He was the only of the mentors this much in control - which is why he was put in charge of Namila, who seemed to transform at random and needed to learn to control her deer form.

And so he came to teach at the school, and is as of yet undecided whether he will fight for Gaia, should the time come.