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Subject: ..::Runaway::..

Author:
Craig Rhymes

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Date Posted: 11:07:36 07/12/09 Sun

Name: Craig Rhymes
Age: 50 (looks 30)
Gender: Male
Species: Werewolf
Description: 6.2ft tall. Very muscular build, just barely not hitting the 'too muscular' tag. Dark brown hair that appears black. Brown eyes. Light olive Skin

Wolf Description: Several shades of brown fur, longer than average coat. Emerald green eyes. Taller and slightly leaner than average werewolves, he still holds just as much power with a touch more speed.

Personality: Loner. Dominant. Ass. Protective

History: Bitten at 30 while out on a camping trip. Once he turned, his wife grew distant, clearly no longer trusting this thing that lived in her husbands body. When they divorced, he took his truck and his personal belongings and hit the road. He bounced around for years, trying to find a balance between the man and the wolf. When he found Cascade, he found that balance. Six years he's bounced between a cabin high in the mountains and a slummy apartment on the edge of town. Slowly, his two halves have found peace... Though that peace is being tested now that a ragtag pack has moved in on his turf.

Wolf Picture

I put the pedal to the metal
as the sun goes down.
Leave everybody sleepin
in this sleepy town tonight,
And at the break of day,
I'll be a runaway!

A hundred miles in,
I got a stupid grin on my scruffy face.
With every cigarette,
I'm burning my regrets.
Don't want to leave a trace.
And from the rear-view,
I've got clear view of who I used to be.
A little bit faster now,
Don't wanna turn around.
I'm a runaway!

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