<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>His dorm room<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>Logan<br/><hr/><br/><br/><br/>Jack's ears perked up at the sound of heavy steps coming down the hall. Solid, hard soles...boots. Jack grinned wolfishly as he slipped on his sweats once more. Oh yeah it was about damn time! He padded over to his door and quietly opened it but did not step passed the threshold. Instead the lycanthrope inhaled deeply smelling the familiar scent of the arrogant little runt coming down the hall, earthy smells mixed heavily with the rich aroma of pizza on the unseen person and in the every exhalation of his breath. Jack's grin spread wider, in mere moments the runt would reach his room and he would discover Jack's little gift to him.<br/><br/>The hairs on the back of his neck began to stiffen and stand stiffly on end. That's were the change always started with the hair on the back of his neck raising with anger or excitement and Jack was in the thrall of both. Lets do this, get this shit over with and just let the cards fall where they may. Maybe it would be better if Jack were to "Hulk out" let the fuckers of the group know where they ranked on the food chain and let those who could handle it accept him for what he was like Johnny did. But this little badger of a man would be the first to see his bad side and understand just who the fuck he was crossing. Jack could hardly wait now that he had decided to just up and do it. He wasnt gonna hurt the little bitch, well not for real anyway, but the little badger of a man wa sure as hell gonna find out what the pecking order was around here.<br/><br/>