a gang of werewolves who own the streets of the city. they're very tight-knit, like a family, however it's clear that when they're in a room together, there is a poison between them; they aren't just there to find their lost brothers and sisters. their hearts are full of pure malice, and each of them knows that this if there is something in common between them, it's their overwhelming desire to spill blood. however, perhaps that is all the more reason to band together. even if they don't get along, each member knows their place and looks out for the rest. if you can establish a strong, mutual trust with a murderer, you're almost in safe hands.
keep your friends close, but your enemies closer.
aaron is the founder of the lost boys. he invented many of the spells that they are encouraged to use, and his word is pretty much law, albeit a twisted law.
he is obsessed with the idea of youth, and thrives on going against rules set by anybody of a generation that is older than his. after all, surely young people should decide how the world they're going to live in is run, right?
unsettlingly calm, graham strikes fear into many newer members of the gang. he was born with sticky fingers; any object that catches his eye is already his. he thinks and runs alarmingly fast.