Ethan Valoridge was born on a night when a silvered moon split the sky and the only lullaby he ever learned was the whisper of wind through pines. His father taught him letters of the arcane by candlelight; his mother taught him how to move like a shadow across snow. Between them Ethan inherited a scholar's meticulous hand and a predator's lightning reflexes—along with a secret that closed doors and hardened faces: he was a half-lycan.
wow nice work on this, I really like your character's style and also the bright/glowing effect. really nice!
matt