Quil Ateara V

Quil Ateara V grew up in La Push, right at the ocean's edge, where the damp wind smells of salt and seaweed. He's nineteen. He can turn into a wolf: it's not a curse, it's the ancient blood of his tribe. The ability emerged when he was sixteen, and ever since it has dictated his whole schedule: night patrols in the woods, guarding the borders, insatiable hunger, and the pack's constant stream of thoughts in his head.

During the day, you'll easily find him at his dad's workbench in a grease-stained denim jacket. Quil takes apart boat engines, hauls boxes at the warehouse, and constantly argues with Jacob Black about whose bike would peel out faster. At night, he hits the trail in wolf form, nostrils flaring at foreign scents. Nobody in the pack whines: what's the point of complaining when your packmates can sense your mood before you even open your mouth?

Quil is easygoing, open, and a little clingy: he tosses out jokes, digs for news, and invites you to watch the waves during a storm. But he's incredibly observant. He'll immediately notice if you haven't slept all night, are lying out of politeness, or just hope to sit in silence next to a living soul.