Hungry Like the Wolf

[Dean Robert Singer]

Dean Robert Singer

30 - March 1st, 1987 - Male

Blood Status:Halfblood
Sexual Orientation:Heterosexual
Occupation:Unemployed
General Appearance:Dean Singer is handsome, his chin is chiseled and he keeps his hair short. His build is athletic, muscular, and defined. His eyes reflect back and forth between a green and brown depending on the weather. Down his shoulders and onto his upper back a scar has snaked its way down, the remnants of an attack by a werewolf named Damfair when he was a teenager. His body is covered in other small scars and marks due to his constant running and fighting. His clothing of choice is more casual wear, Singer is normally happy when he is in a basic tee shirt and jeans.

Mentality

Strengths:Surviving in different environments, Hunting (food and people), Dueling, Hand to Hand Combat, Persuasion, Manipulation, Strategic, Organized
Weaknesses:His brother, Full moon, Irrational behavior at times, Pretty women
Positive Traits:Level-headed, Intuitive, Intelligent, Determined, Hardworking, Persuasive, Strategic, Clever, Deliberate, Observant
Negative Traits:Egotistical, Manipulative, Angry, Impatient, Impulsive, Dangerous, Remorseless, Arrogant, Loose Cannon
Hobbies & Interests:Physical training, Conning people, Planning, Drinking, People Watching, Practicing magic, Defensive magic, Scoring Women, Hunting, Fighting

Biography

History:Born in Salem, Massachusetts to Samuel and Joanna Singer in 1976. Dean grew up a normal child to two magical adults in America. His parents were both muggle born in English terms and they allowed him to grow up similar to how they did. Dean played outside with other no-maj children, went to a public school for a time and even played on the baseball team in Salem. In his earlier years; Dean remembers going hunting with his grandfather and learning about wilderness survival; in case something ever happened and he was stranded.

When he was eleven (1987) Dean was invited to attend Ilvermorny School; it was here that his interesting life in magic began; something rare happened to Dean as he stepped into the Gordian Knot to be sorted into his house; they all lit up. Now normally when a student steps through; one of the houses will choose the student; in rare cases one or two would light up and the student would choose. However this was incredibly rare; so much in fact that the headmaster thought that the enchantment had broken; having Dean remove himself from the Knot; the headmaster removed the enchantment and added it once more. Inviting Dean to step into the Knot again; all four houses lit up; indicating that they wanted him.

Thunderbird was where Dean chose to spend his time in school. His past adventures with his grandfather were motivation; he knew that he wanted to work in Congress and knew that the reputation of being a Thunderbird would help motivate him properly. But not everything goes according to plan.

During the summer after his first year at Ilvermorny; his Father, Grandfather, and he were hunting in the woods behind his home. Something had been killing stray cats and dogs in the neighborhood and they tracked it to the woods there. His father was one to never bring his wand on hunting trips; he said that it ”Took the fun out of the hunt, being able to rely on magic.” A rule at Ilvermorny was that students were not allowed to take home their wands during breaks and holidays until they were seventeen.

The trio located what was attacking and killing the stray animals in the area; inside a dark cave was a werewolf den. Upon investigation, the wolf was not home; and there was no full moon until the next night; so they left to prepare for the next evening.

Dean was not allowed to attend the hunt the next night; his father stated that it was too dangerous; he even took his wand this time, in case it was needed. From his home Dean could hear the howl of the beast followed by shouting and a shotgun blast, and then nothing. No noises came from the woods; it was completely silent as he sat in his room. As he peered through the window, he saw a shadowy figure hunched over and limping to his door. Running down stairs he opened it as his father poured blood on the back porch.

The were had taken a chuck out of his leg and cut his stomach open; it was a miracle that he made it this far but he knew that he was sustaining himself with magic. His mother ran as she heard Dean shouting for her; she had been a healer for years, but his father’s wounds were too severe and he wouldn’t make it through the night. Neither of them would.

His mother stopped the bleeding, but his internal organs were severed beyond repair; she had moved his father to the couch as his younger brother came walking down the stairs; awake from his fever dreams. Dean was protective over his brother and urged him to go back upstairs; but he would not listen. It was the last night they both would ever see their parents. In a blink of an eye the back window was shattered as a snarling beast with spit dropping from its jowls leapt through; blood covered its mouth and rags from his grandfathers’ vest hung off of its claws.

The shotgun fired before Dean even thought about pulling the trigger and it connected with the beast; but it didn’t slow it down. His mother was killed instantly as the monster sunk its long yellow teeth into her neck and she bled out on the floor. His father attempted to get up to protect his sons; but he was unable to do so; the monster had already done its work to him. Dean and Jesse were the only two left, and the beast came for Sam.

The next thing that he remembered was waking up with his Uncle over him, shaking him to consciousness. He lived across the way and heard the gunshot and ran over; he had driven the wolf away with another shot from his own gun. Their parents were gone, lost to the afterlife, their uncle took them in, and Jesse started school a year later.

Dean had suffered from the attack; a long scar snaked its way down his back from the wolf. He was cursed now; doomed to spend his life as an animal; but he did well to hide it. The headmaster at Ilvermorny was supportive and assisted in his transitions when needed. He had gone without hurting anyone for years; but he knew that he wasn’t the same and people looked at his differently. Upon his graduation from Ilvermorny (1994), Dean went and worked for Congress. He specialized in unifying magical species to live together; helped build safe havens for people like him; even assisted in drafting and passing laws protecting registered werewolves.

Dean left Congress three years after he graduated Ilvermorny (1997). On his twentieth birthday he decided he needed some time away; he joined the Marines. It was here that he learned tactics, strategy, and how to lie. He trained as an under over black operations agent; he was cunning and sly, he was able to accomplish things other soldiers were not, due to magical help. He quickly rose up the ranks where he became a general at a young age (Twenty –Five in 2002) and became enamored in the world of war and national relationships.

Dean had kept in touch with his brother during this time; but Jesse was strong enough and smart enough to take care of himself. It wasn’t until 2007 that he left the military at age thirty to enjoy his life. He lived a quiet and peaceful lifestyle in the woods of Massachusetts; able to turn and hunt as needed without harming other people.

In 2010 things took a turn for the worst. Jesse called him from their childhood home in Salem; he had been living there after he graduated from school. Something had broken into the house and had been going through their stuff. As soon as Dean could he apparated to his old home; the first time he had been there since the attack. That night a man named Damfair broke into the home but the brothers were waiting for him. Damfair told them that he was looking for his progeny; and he had been born in this house twenty-three years ago. Dean and Damfair turned that night and fought throughout the home,Jesse helped his brother as best as he could; but he knew that he was out of his element and left, he knew Dean would want him safe.

Dean was able to kill Damfair, his supposed Alpha. However when he awoke, the damage they had caused was more than he realized; the entire neighborhood had been slaughtered; over twenty people were dead and Dean was covered in their blood with the dead Damfair laying beside him. Police officers arrived along with the aurors from Congress. Dean knew what this meant; he knew that everything he had worked for was going to come undone for other werewolves. So he did the only thing he knew to do; he ran.

He ran all across the United States; never staying in one place for more than a few months. Working odd jobs to get money to live off of. It was during this time that he had joined up with a group of Hunters; people who hunted his kind, good or not. Dean made sure that he was never around when he turned; he made money killing dark wizards and vampires; he allowed weres to escape; but he made sure he didn’t get into those jobs often; it would look suspicious. He traveled with them for a while until the time came that he had to leave America entirely.

The day he killed a member of Congress was the day that he had to leave.

In late 2015, Dean saw his brother and told him that he was leaving; to protect him, he did not tell him where he was going. There were rumors of a rebellion against the government in England; it sounded like the perfect place for him and his previous experience. Dean took no-maj transportation to England to stay off the radar of Congress; once there he met up with another pack of weres led by Alexander McHalen and has been working for the past year to climb up the ranks to gain Alex’s trust and respect as an equal. Dean had spend almost seven years running from the law; now he was taking the fight right to them.
Former House:Gryffindor
Parents:Samuel and Joanna Singer - Deceased
Siblings:Jesse Singer - 28
Partner:@sabrina
Children:Saria Creed - Step-Daughter
Other Important Family:Jameson Creed, Markus Creed, Natalya Creed - In Laws
Family History:Not much can be said about the line of the Singers; both Samuel and Joanna were born to no-maj parents. They both had attented Ilvermorny where Samuel was a Horned Serpant and Joanna was a Pukwedgie. They met in early 1974 and married a few months later. Samuel was a former Quidditch player for the American team and Joanna was a healer.

Dean has a younger brother named Samuel who married young and had a child or two; Dean misses his brother whom he has not seen a year or so.
Affiliation:Werewolves

Little Details

Other:He's a werewolf
AKA:Foster
Other Characters:Royce Everett and the others
Have You Read the Site Rules & Plot?Yes
Character Play-By:Chris Pratt
Roleplay Sample:Nah lol