Well I saw a lot of the Worgen pics going around so I decided to do my own Werewolf species in a Fantasy setting with original back story. So First you'll get some info on the species then A lil story on these two.

Legend tells that the Luemane were once men. Settled away in an isolated valley the Luemane people lived for centuries undisturbed. Their culture was peaceful and flourished. They worshiped the Moon god Lunack. One day it is said that strange invaders came into their valley. Creatures they would later come to know as Orcs. The Orcs decimated them. There was nothing that they would not take from the Luemane people if they desired it. Desperate for salvation from these creatures they beseached the moon god Lunack for help. Because they had always followed him and because Lunack was kind by nature he answered them. It is said he told them that he would give them the strength of his most powerful animal follower. But he could only do this if the people were willing to become that creature anew. The Luemane agreed and that night under the light of the full moon they were all transformed. The Lueman became what others would come to call Werewolves. Strong now the Luemane were able to beat the Orcs back out of their valley. They perused the Orcs out of the Valley and discovered the world at large. Today they can be found in many towns and cities. Often employed as town guards. Luemane are viewed with honor and respect yet fear at the same time. More experienced Luemane can assume a humanoid form. However in this form they maintain a more canine nose, pointed ears and claws. Only Adults can achieve it and even still most never learn it as they find no use for it.

The day was bright and sunny. Only a few clouds hung lightly in the air. Andre smile das he picked up his new pistol and strapped on his Satchel. He wanted to go down to the local range to test it out. Andre was one of the best marksmen in town and fancied himself a bit of a gun nut. He wasn't the strongest but he was certainly one of the fastest around. As he went to leave He heard a familiar crinkle as his younger brother Eric scampered out the door after him to watch. Eric loved coming along and watching the others shoot. Sometimes he'd bring his Pop gun and pretend he was shooting too. And sometimes Andre would even let him fire off a round or two with smaller pistols. Though always under a close watch with him helping Eric to hold it stead and take the brunt of the weapon's recoil. After a few shots with the Pistol Andre smiled seeing the nice tight grouping. Of course this got cheers from his little brother.

"Wow! You hit that one Dead center! I hope I'm as good when I'm a big wolf!" Eric cheered as he watched from a crouched position.

"I'm sure you will be Eric." Andre smiled down to his lil bro and ruffled his head fur. To most Eric seemed liked he'd never be a big wolf. What with him still being in diapers at his age. But Andre knew that didn't matter. His little bro might not be able to master the potty but he was already able to keep up with Andre on his Jobs and Andre suspected the little wolf may already be as strong as if not a bit stronger then he. One day Andre was sure Eric would be a big strong wolf though probably still one with a crinkle in his step.

Well hope you guys liked the pic and the lil story. ^^