In the Robinson Family, there was some kind of gen that made the males able to shift between wolf and human. This race is called the Lycans and is a very ancient race. Mark Robinson was a 45 year old father, he had 3 children. Simon and Zac were the two sons of the family, they were 18 and 20 years old. Mark was married to Elisabeth LeBlue, a woman that reached the age of 40 before she died of cancer.
The daughter of the family, the young and beautiful Maya had just turned 16, 5 days before her mother died. It was a very tragic day in the life of the family. But their father was hard at those moments and wanted everybody to hold on to the good things and life and keep on living as their mother wanted them to do. For Simon and Zac was this much easier, as they could run outside as a wolf. But Maya,who didn't even knew about the Lycans yet, because normally the mother would tell it to her daughter after she reached the good age.
"Simon! Zac! Maya! Wake up!" Mark shouted as he walked up the stairs. Mark was a normal sized male with brown hair. He was very calm most of the time and his blue eyes gave the same look but he could get very mad if needed. "Yes Dad, I'm coming!" the youngest of the boys shouted quite early. Simon looked a lot like his father with the same color of hair and eyes while Zac looked more like their mother with blond hair and green eyes. "Maya? Are you coming as well?" the father shouted once again while his sons were running down the stairs already. Slowly he walked to her bedroom door and knocked. "You don't have all day, you know."
The daughter of the family, the young and beautiful Maya had just turned 16, 5 days before her mother died. It was a very tragic day in the life of the family. But their father was hard at those moments and wanted everybody to hold on to the good things and life and keep on living as their mother wanted them to do. For Simon and Zac was this much easier, as they could run outside as a wolf. But Maya,who didn't even knew about the Lycans yet, because normally the mother would tell it to her daughter after she reached the good age.
"Simon! Zac! Maya! Wake up!" Mark shouted as he walked up the stairs. Mark was a normal sized male with brown hair. He was very calm most of the time and his blue eyes gave the same look but he could get very mad if needed. "Yes Dad, I'm coming!" the youngest of the boys shouted quite early. Simon looked a lot like his father with the same color of hair and eyes while Zac looked more like their mother with blond hair and green eyes. "Maya? Are you coming as well?" the father shouted once again while his sons were running down the stairs already. Slowly he walked to her bedroom door and knocked. "You don't have all day, you know."