11-06-2017, 03:47 AM
Name: Rex
Age: 30
Appearance: 6', Dark haired, green eyes, tall but not overly muscular. Rex was an alpha werewolf who had lived with humans for as long as he remembered. He had made friends with humans and had been very careful in concealing his identity.
It was another full moon night and Rex just relaxed at home, letting his wolf form show for some nice moonlit free air. It wasn't usual that he indulged in this time of free spirits.
Rex didn't pay attention to the time - he thought it didn't really matter anyway. He wasn't expecting any visitors. The longer he let himself relax in his wolf from, the more "wolfish" his brain would get and soon he would slip into pure primal mode, but he was home alone anyway and that wouldn't make a difference. He yawned and was half fuzzy, stretching with his thick layer of dark fur as he sneezed. He trotted down the stairs, wanting to laze around in the garden some more, when he picked up on some foreign scnet.
It was something familiar... but his wolfish mind was too far gone to register it. It had been one of his closer friends... but by now he was all wolf, and any foreign scent meant intruder, and the wolf had tensed up going into attack mode. He was highly territorial, and there was something in that scent that had him hyped up... what's that, or who's taht... that sweet aftertaste...
his padded foot was soundless landing on the ground, he stalked his way to the intruder who was just stepping through his garden... who's this? Why would he know he had the spare keys stored at teh hidden compartment just outside of his garage. there he was, coming right in, and the wolf leapt forward to subdue the man....
Age: 30
Appearance: 6', Dark haired, green eyes, tall but not overly muscular. Rex was an alpha werewolf who had lived with humans for as long as he remembered. He had made friends with humans and had been very careful in concealing his identity.
It was another full moon night and Rex just relaxed at home, letting his wolf form show for some nice moonlit free air. It wasn't usual that he indulged in this time of free spirits.
Rex didn't pay attention to the time - he thought it didn't really matter anyway. He wasn't expecting any visitors. The longer he let himself relax in his wolf from, the more "wolfish" his brain would get and soon he would slip into pure primal mode, but he was home alone anyway and that wouldn't make a difference. He yawned and was half fuzzy, stretching with his thick layer of dark fur as he sneezed. He trotted down the stairs, wanting to laze around in the garden some more, when he picked up on some foreign scnet.
It was something familiar... but his wolfish mind was too far gone to register it. It had been one of his closer friends... but by now he was all wolf, and any foreign scent meant intruder, and the wolf had tensed up going into attack mode. He was highly territorial, and there was something in that scent that had him hyped up... what's that, or who's taht... that sweet aftertaste...
his padded foot was soundless landing on the ground, he stalked his way to the intruder who was just stepping through his garden... who's this? Why would he know he had the spare keys stored at teh hidden compartment just outside of his garage. there he was, coming right in, and the wolf leapt forward to subdue the man....
