Name: Starla Romoson (Shadowclaw)
Race: Worgen
Class: Rogue
Age: 18 (Main), 19 (Shower, Bedtime)
Eye Color: Ice Blue (Both Forms)
Fur Color: Snow White
Height: 6' 6" (Transformed), 5' 4" (Human)
Weight: 320 lb (Transformed), 245 lb (Human)
Measurements: 50-40-46 (Main, Shower), 55-43-48 (Bedtime)
Build: Heavy/Chubby, round, borderline too tall to be a shortstack. (Both forms)
Hair: Brunette, Shoulder-length, Tight curls.
Skin Color: Pale white, burns easily when not transformed.
Birthday: January 31st
Current Status: Three months pregnant with her grandfather, Carson's, child.

From a young age, Starla had the makings of an excellent rogue.  She found out how to sneak around quite quickly, and without the guidance of a father figure she often roamed Stormwind at night without supervision, save for the rare instances when her exasperated, single mother caught her.  Her rebellious nature only got worse the older she got, and it wasn't until Dorothea found her daughter in flagrante delicto with a fellow student that she was finally sent off to Carson for some proper disciplinary training.

She's really self-conscious about her weight and figure, but she tries hard not to show it.

Being born a worgen, Starla seldom sees the need to transform into her human form.  She much prefers her fur... unless she's eating her favorite chocolate or feeling exceptionally kinky.

Occasionally likes to pretend that she has a tail, and laments not having one.  There [i]might[/i] be a secret stash of special items beneath her bed, once of which lets her pretend for a little while....

Starla's urge manifested sooner than her mother was aware of.  At first she learned to keep it to herself and seek self-relief whenever she could, usually in the lavatory between lessons.  It grew too overwhelming to bear when she became friends with a male worgen in her last year of training, during which her first tryst with him behind the equipment stores had been discovered by a rival student who promptly summoned the instructor.  Her mate couldn't deflate his knot by the time the instructor had arrived, and last Starla heard he'd been deployed to Zandalar to fight.  Their feelings for each other were certainly more lust than love, but Starla still writes back and forth to her friend to send him well wishes on his dangerous missions.
