The Rogue Healer
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What you need to know
[*]Nicknames: TJ, Teeg, Dr. James
[*]Gender: Female
[*]Birthplace: Edmonton, Alberta, Canada
[*]Species: Werewolf
[*]Class: Healer
[*]Birthday: March 12
[*]Occupation: General Practitioner Physician, Sports Medicine, Physical Therapist, Masseuse
[*]Body Type: Athletic, but feminine
[*]Height: 5 feet, 9 nine inches
[*]Weight: 160 lbs
[*]Apparent Age: early twenties
[*]Actual Age: Older than she is perceived
[*]Hair: Brunette Hair, almost black
[*]Eyes: Dark Sea Green
[*]Handedness: Left
[*]Scars/Tattoos: It will cost you more than a drink to find out
[*]Relationship Status: Single
[*]Sexual Orientation: Straight
[*]Personality: Calm under pressure, excellent bedside manner, attentive, intelligent, protective
[*] Resides In: Currently in her Renegade IKON RV. -
A little of her history
In the beginning we were all carefree with no worries in the world other than do we have food, and do we have a place to sleep? If the answers were yes to both of those questions, then all was right in the universe.
Teegan James was born into a pack of, for lack of a better term, domesticated wolves. They weren't the scavengers like most of the werewolves you might have come across. They belonged to a pack, yes. But the pack lived among humans. If you couldn't afford a place to live, you could behave like a stray dog and find a soft-hearted human to care for you until things turned around for you. It might sound pathetic, but it's called survival in a place where eight months out of the year the conditions are too harsh for survival, even with a thick fur coat.
Teegan was one of the luckier wolves in our pack. Her parents were educated and able to find and keep professional jobs, which kept them out of other people's homes. A problem they were constantly facing was people from the pack constantly trying to live with us. Having constant house guests meant she lived her life on the living room couch and would be her room, which was taken over by families needing shelter from the murderous conditions. Because this was the reality of our pack life, Teegan studied hard in school. She forfeit dating and playing sports so that she could focus on my books. She got into an accredited Sports Medicine program when she was a freshman in college, which helped when she applied to medical school. After eight years of having no life, she graduated with a medical degree.
She worked for hospitals for a few years as she built her reputation and clientele. Teegan saved and saved and was finally able to open my own private practice. She was very popular with the local high schools and colleges as she really enjoyed taking care of the athletes. That was a short-lived dream. A few years after opening my private practice she sold it to a local hospital and took off on the road.
Teegan had been sharked by a MMA company who were looking for doctor's who specialized in sports medicine and orthopedics. She was offered a spot with the company to care for the fighters and thus left Canada in the dust.
This was the perfect job for her. She rehabilitated some of the most prominent fighters in the world in her state of the art facility. She was given the liberty to continue my education so Teegan would always be up to date with all the latest techniques and technology surrounding sports medicine. She thrived. She learned. She perfected her craft.