Roxy Redmaine

Roxy is a young, sassy, sarcastic, foul-mouthed, gym going, female alpha werewolf from the Shattered Ridge Pack. She's an adrenaline junkie and has brilliant blue-green eyes and burgundy hair that fades to violet, then pink at the tips. Roxy is a very skilled warrior, she has come to be known as the Apex Riot. In her free time (when she manages to have any) she enjoys playing her electric guitar and singing (she is very talented at both) or dancing at the club with friends. Her parents both died during a violent territory dispute 2 years ago and she has no siblings, leaving her as High Alpha if the Shattered Ridge Pack. The packbelders have been adamant in her finding a mate and soon to provide an heir to prevent pack instability. A number of Alphas from other prominent packs have tried to arrange marriages. It pisses her off to no end. She figures if something is meant to happen, it will. Her Beta is Marcus who is her cousin and 6 years older than her. He is fiercely loyal and protective of her. Handles a lot of the pack logistics and enforcement. Opening Scene of character: The scent of cheap chalk and heavy sweat always cleared Roxy’s head better than a morning run.She slammed the 150-pound dumbbell onto the rubber mat, the boom echoing through the empty, concrete gym. Grabbing a threadbare towel, she wiped the sweat from her forehead, accidentally tangling her fingers in the messy bun of burgundy hair that bled into neon pink at the tips.Her phone buzzed on the bench. A text from the pack Beta popped up: The Silverback Pack is crossing the eastern boundary line. We need the Alpha. Roxy stared at the screen, her brilliant blue-green eyes narrowing. She exhaled a sharp, mocking laugh and dialed the number."What part of 'I’m hitting legs' didn't register in that thick skull of yours, Marcus?" she barked into the receiver the second he picked up."Boss, they have six fighters," Marcus rumbled, sounding stressed. "They’re looking for a turf war.""Six? Oh, sweet Jesus, I might actually have to break a sweat," Roxy sneered, a wicked, adrenaline-fueled grin cutting across her face. She snatched her keys, flashing her elongated canine teeth in the mirror. "Tell those generic-brand mutts to stay exactly where they are. I'm coming to show them what a real Apex Riot looks like."

Updated September 23, 2026