Aubree Taylor

{Full Name} Aubree Olivia Taylor {Alias(es)} Biker Barbie, Bree, Taylor, Liv, Alpha (at times) {Birthday} April 12th {Nationality} Scottish {Race} Werewolf {Pack} Alpha blood, but no current pack. || Formerly, Alpha of the Silver Night pack. {Alignment} Good {Scars} Small nicks on her hands, and a long jagged one across her back. {Piercings} Five earrings in her right ear, three in her left, her tongue, her belly button. {Relationship Status} Single and available {Theme Song}

{Height} 5’6 tall. {Weight} 125 lbs {Hair Colour} Blonde {Eye Colour} Blue (Human) || Red (Wolf) {Voice} Sweet and alluring, but thick with the sound of Scotland. {Scent} Spicy, like bourbon, and oak, with a little hint of rose just underneath it all. {Occupation} No true one. She constantly travels. {Face Claim} Kathryn Newton

Appearance:
Aubree stands tall and commanding, a vision of beauty and strength. Her long blonde hair flows down to her waist in waves of soft, sunlit gold. It feels like silk to the touch, often twisted into intricate braids that seem to capture the light, giving her an ethereal quality. Her deep, ocean-blue eyes are a striking contrast—able to soften with a warmth that draws you in or harden into a cold, unreadable mask that reveals nothing of her thoughts. Her body is a testament to strength, with muscles sculpted from years of training, yet there's an underlying grace to her every movement. She’s often dressed in the rugged combination of jeans and leather, which only highlights her fierce presence. But when she sheds the tough exterior, her skin is a different kind of softness—smooth and velvety like rose petals, with a faint, delicate scent that lingers, as if it carries the essence of something pure and untouchable.


Personality:
Aubree is a force to be reckoned with—tough, no-nonsense, and quick to cut through any attitude, bullshit, or distractions. She’s a fighter at heart, a strategist, and someone who gets things done with laser focus. Her sarcasm is sharp, sometimes biting, and she’s never afraid to speak her mind—even if it stings. But beneath that tough exterior lies a person who will always have your back. As a leader, she exudes strength, though her confidence in those skills has waned over time. That said, she’s an incredible friend—loyal, fiercely protective, and always ready to step up for those she cares about. She loves with intensity, defends with unwavering loyalty, and will never hesitate to place herself between her loved ones and any danger that threatens them.

Mannerisms:
Aubree is expressive, often speaking with both her hands—using actual sign language and the subtle gestures of her body language to convey her thoughts. When frustration builds, she runs her fingers through her hair, then sweeps them over her face with a loud sigh before rising to tackle whatever issue is at hand. In more absent-minded moments, she instinctively starts braiding small sections of her hair, usually getting halfway through before abandoning the task, only to later brush through the tangled mess. When lost in thought, her fingers will drift to one of the earrings dangling from her ears, absentmindedly twisting it as she ponders.

Education:
Aubree is highly educated, with a diverse academic background that spans from a high school diploma to college degrees. Among her qualifications is a Master's degree in Performing Arts, reflecting not only her intellectual dedication but also her passion for creativity and expression. Her education paints a picture of someone who has immersed herself in both the practical and theoretical aspects of her field, honing her skills with a deep commitment to learning and growth.



Lovers:
Aubree has yet to find her true mate, but she embraces her own desires freely, enjoying intimacy with both men and women. For years, she carried a deep, nearly all-consuming love for her best friend, a bond that quickly became filled with firsts and unforgettable moments. However, fate revealed that this love was not meant to be, and since then, she has lost interest in pursuing relationships. Still, she knows that for the right person, things could always change.



Psychological Status:
Aubree is a pillar of stability, strength, and intelligence. Beneath her composed exterior, however, lies a quiet struggle with spiraling depression, intertwined with the simmering anger of the animal within her. At times, this inner turmoil can plunge her into dark and turbulent states of mind. Yet, over the years, she has mastered the art of masking it all—so much so that to those around her, it's nearly impossible to tell the storm raging in her thoughts. She’s learned to cope, keeping her battles hidden behind a facade of calm and control.

When Aubree was born, there was peace in her life. Her pack, located in a medium sized town in Scotland that was surrounded by forestry, had lived there for generations, and had a heavy hand in the process of the forest, and wood trades. The access also allowed her pack to get out at night, and on full moons without any dangers of ever running into the humans. They could run, hunt, feed, play. Anything they wished to do was easily accessed. The wolves were also fully integrated into the towns society. All of them attended school from kindergarten on, and other than one or two incidents that required a little smooth talk from the Alpha, no problems ever truly arose.

Aubree's birth was celebrated, because it meant the mark of the new Alpha. She was the only child of her parents, and despite the peace in their lives, she was still trained as an Alpha and a wolf. She had daily tasks, daily chores, daily lectures and meetings with her father, the Alpha at the time, routines that were very specific. She also had school, and one or two after school programs. She was, overall, a brave, but happy child. This is not to say that Aubree never had fun. She spent hours playing with her pack mates, particularly one boy, named Lucas. She and Lucas became fast, and very close friends when they were children, and it was he Aubree wanted to give her heart too. Before long, though, fate would show her how very wrong she was.

Blissfully unaware at the time, Aubree grew up beautiful and strong. Her wolf began awakening when she turned 13, and it was a struggle for a few months as her body prepared her for its first change. She knew the change was coming, but it wasn't quite enough to stop the moodiness that came along with being a teenaged wolf. When it finally happened, as she was standing in the middle of her backyard after snapping at her parents for what had to be the hundredth time that week, it was nothing less than liberating. It was nothing short of euphoric to have it all make sense again. The power that coursed through her fuelled her that night, making everything that had been blurred as sharp and as clear as crystal.