<div class="floatleft">(http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6239/6324164006_be5a515640.jpg)</div><br/><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Jack Russel<br/><strong>Origin:</strong>Werewolf<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Confrence Room<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>Anyone who gets/stays there<br/><hr/><br/><br/><br/>Jack stiffened as the woman who smelled so strongly of cat turned to study him. Caught staring he blushed wishing he had put on the stupid mask after all. He watched catching his breath as she reached between her breasts to touch something hidden there. Whatever it was it was a thing of magic for even as her hand was pulling away Jack could feel the release of her own inner beast. She was luxuriant in her tawny hide, padding across the room with silent grace now. Emerald eyes never left his as she changed and Jack felt the bitter war within himself between the primal needs of the Wolf and the unstoppable desires of a teenager. Even though her tail twitched in warning Jack couldnt stop staring. When she smiled at him, a teasing thing, he couldnt stop his own idiot's grin revealing teeth too big and sharpened for a human mouth as his eyes bled over to red without his consent or control. Jack could feel the adrenal rush as he hit was he often referred to as Wolf, Stage One or Nicholson. So named for the level of lupine characteristics achieved at this level of change. Jack now shared features similar to those of Jack Nicholson in the movie Wolf. Slightly more muscle mass, pointed ears, an increase in overall hair (amazingly bleeding right through the suit he wore along his forarms, looked like this thing was as good as advertised), crimson eyes as well as fangs and claw like nails. Stage Two would be the Del Toro or Wolf Man mode (he used to call it the Lon Chaney until he watched the recent updated of the classic film, his renaming his state of shift was a sign of approval). Stage Three was called The Howling or William so named after an excellent 80s movie or the first and uncontrollable werewolf in the Underworld movie series. Because like the savage William Jack had no control over his bestial rage in that form and would be locked away for the three nights of the full moon.<br/><br/>Jack quickly shut his mouth hoping he hadnt been seen making a fool of himself and busied his eyes with anything and everything in the room but (what was it Johnny had called her), yes Greer. That was it. There was an issue there of course, Johnny. There was more than a past there, there was some history. Their pulses had quickened upon seeing one another and Greer's eyes had even dilated. Yeah history...but look out Johnny, this girl wasnt a girl anymore, she wasnt one of the monkeys and she was too damn close to being like him for Jack to just ignore the possibility of actually attempting a relationship. Jack hoped the Wolf would accept her.