Jake's Profile
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Topic: Jake's Profile
Name: Jake Ray SandersAge: 17 1/2Birthday: March 30th 1988Gender: MaleHeight: 6'2 - 7'8Weight: 170 - 300 lbsSports: He doesn't really do sports, he runs a lot but thats just one of the many things he likes to do.Religion: He doesn't believe in God, the fact that his life is so messed up any higher being has no meaning to him anymore.Personality: Jake is a very sweet boy, though he does have a bit of a temper if angered. He's been through a lot of shit and thats only added good things to his personality. When he's around Alisa or Ally as he calls her, he is humbled that much more. Description: Well there's a lot to Jake that most people would never understand or accept. For Jake is a Werewolf. So his features very, when he's human he is quite breath taking. His black hair is about shoulder length and in the front it gently ends at his nose. Full eyebrows help set off his eye color, a navy blue like the darkness of the sky. A shadowing of a mustache lingers, but a small goatee strengthens his looks. His body is well suited for his face, just as elegant and an earing puts that punk look into his stand.
As a Werewolf he looks considerably different. Though his hair color doesn't change his eye color turns to a faded photo shade. For a werewolf he's very mystical, earing's in his ears and metal bands around his arms and tail. Night black claws regrow from his nails, into much stronger and deadlier weapons then any human could ever possess. Long layers of fur run down his scruff which he put rings around, to keep out of his way. More then just fur lends to his amazing appearance, the muscles on him is more then astonishing. Hills of flesh rolls under the surface, extending to each limb.History: At a young age he found out that his parents hunted werewolves. Having found a very strong werewolf they nearly died trying to kill it. The next week after they returned from there hunt they found they were not so successful. For it had returned, in the middle of the night it snook in, his mother and father met the wolf with strength. Jake's sister joined in as well, but not before hiding Jake in the attic. An hour went by and the yelling and roaring ended, eerie silence was washed through Jake like an arctic wave. He knew if the werewolf had won he would smell Jake and kill him as well. Heavy footsteps crawled down the hall, and then the trap door opened and a furry head reached out from the second floor.
No more then two minutes passed before Jake was found, he lay under a blanket crying in fear, loss of his loved ones and anger.
"Now now, calm down little one." said the wolf in a sweet voice most unlike a wolf.
"You can talk?" for after a number of years as a wolf you can learn to control ones vocals, but young Jake still didn't know this.
"Yes, you have two choices pup." he smiled as if Jake were his own son. "Seance the secret of the wolf race can not be spoken of to mortals you must die, or become one of your families most hated rivals." his voice suddenly turned to ice.
Jake chose to become a werewolf, at such a young age death seemed the worst thing possible. Yet he's regretted his decision ever Seance. For a year he went into hiding, in an empty cabin deep in the woods. Then he went into school at five never looking back at the past and the mistakes believing he made.Picture: 
