Name: Diana Shadowclaw
Race: Worgen
Class: Mage
Age: 36 (Main, Shower), 37 (Bedtime)
Eye Color: Green (Both Forms)
Fur Color: Light Gray
Height: 6' 9" (Transformed), 5' 6" (Human)
Weight: 200 lb (Transformed), 170 lb (Human)
Measurements: 47-30-38 
Build: Triangle-shaped,  Top-heavy
Hair: Dark brown, long, occasionally braided
Skin Color: Darkly-tanned, slightly leathery
Birthday: March 17th
Current Status: Spending as much time as she can manage with her granddaughter and sister to make up for lost time.  Also doting on her new nephew.
Family: Carson Shadowclaw (Father, Alive)
	Rachel Shadowclaw (Mother, Deceased)
	Dorothea Shadowclaw (Sister, Alive)
	Starla Shadowclaw (Niece, Alive)
	Warren II (Shadowclaw) (Nephew/Brother, Alive)

Diana had always idolized her older sister even after her departure from the family.  Despite usually being the realist, she never fully believed Dorothea had left for good.  Her attempts to reach her failed, but it never stopped her from trying to send a gift for Starla's birthdays.  For years she blamed herself for the rift in their family, and while there was nothing she could do for Dorothea any longer, she resolved to take care of her hermit of a father as best as she could.  Their collaborations brought them both enough money to live comfortably, but she dared not visit him in person if she could help it.  Diana still loved him dearly, and she knew it would only bring further despair if she resumed their intimacy.

Despite her own distancing, Diana found a comfortable home in Gilneas on her own.  She kept the rotating company of several lovers over the years, but she never found one she felt worthy to have a child with.  She didn't see herself as much of a mother, but perhaps spending time with her niece might make her think twice....

Unlike her sister, Diana had been gifted with an unusual metabolism.  She could intake as much fat as she liked, and it almost exclusively went to her chest.  Still, she had to take care not to indulge too much, lest the added weight start to strain her fragile back.  Mages weren't exactly known for their physical fortitude.

Diana never could figure out how to work a needle and thread, but she had found a penchant for jewelcrafting from a young age.  Ironically, while her pieces were quite beautiful, she disliked wearing jewelry herself.  Her only exception to this was a few simple rings with exceptionally large gemstones, each one containing a potent spell in case of emergency.

She doesn't like to admit it, but most of her lovers tend to be on the cusp of adulthood.  She's explored a wide variety of lovers, male and female alike, but her favorites tend to be fresh out of training and full of energy, Starla included.