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Shadow Bard's Werecard

Human Name: i'll have to take the fifth on that
Were Name: shadow bard
Phenotype: north american gray wolf
Shifting Ability: animal assosiation mainly, plus some dreaming

Birthdate: 6/21/81
Birthplace: north america
Home Territory: the east coast
Dream Territory: Something like the forests of Endor (Where the Ewoks live) in Star Wars

Physical Description, Human: 5'1'' or 5'2'', brown hair and eyes
Physical Description, Were: yearling wolf, female, slate gray fur except for a white tip on 
my tail (almost foxlike)  and dark golden eyes
Human Career: writer

Hobbies/Interests: acting and roleplaying
Favourite Movie(s): star wars trilogy, labrynth, ladyhawke, dragonheart
Favourite Literature: david eddings' works
Favourite Art: norman rockwell
Favourite Saying/Quote: lord what fools these mortals be!
Favourite Song/Band(s): The Music of the Night
Favourite Were Movie: Wolf
Favourite We!re Literature: The Werewolf Chronicles
Favourite Were Art: i don't know of any yet
Favourite Were Saying/Quote: feet in the jungle that leave no mark, eyes 
that can see in the dark - the dark! Once, twice, and again!
Favourite Were Song/Band(s): Of Wolf and Man by Metallica
Favourite Personal Quote: Perspective is everything.
Favourite Season: autumn
Favourite Holiday: halloween

Preferred Prey: pheasant chicks
Hunting Tips: run!
Preferred Method of Attack: stalk
Favourite Non-Were Mythological Beastie(s): dragons
Feelings Toward Vampires: i take them individually. Some are nice and others...
Feelings Toward Normal Humans: pity

Personal Therianthropy: 
	A lost, lonely, tortured child went into a library and found a book called 
"The Wolf". She was astonished to find out about the real life of wolves, pack, 
and pups. To her dismay the wolves were shot by humans at the end of the book. 
And even worse, she discovered! that such an ocurrence was true! From then on she 
absorbed all she could about wolves. Then, one night years later she dreamed she 
became one. She began to feel more and less than human. No matter what was done 
to her, she was a strong noble wolf on the inside, where it really counted. 
Dreaming, imagining, acting, she awaits the day she will learn to physically shift...




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