Dream Runner's Werecard

Human Name: Kelli
Were Name: Dream Runner (more commonly used)
Email Address: Dream _Runner@wolf-web.com
Phenotype: Northwestern American Timber wolf
Shifting Ability: Dream shifts, Mental shifts, and Phantom shifts
Religion/Spirituality: Ecclectic Pagan (a big soup of Wiccan, Shamanistic, Celtic, 
and Egyptian pagan-type beliefs. wee!)
Birth date: 1/16/85

Birthplace: Olympia, WA
Home Territory: Olympia, WA
Dream Territory: Somewhere in a heavily forested part of the northwest US or Canada.

Physical Description, Human: 5'8", blue-green eyes, pale pasty skin, anywhere from purple 
or faded purple hair to brown, dark blond or auburn red (changes alot), glasses, normally 
seen in jeans, some weird shirt, and my canine collar.
Physical Description, Were: As a wolf: grayish brown, nothing too special about color, 
except darker brown socks and dark brown "prongs" under eyes. As a wolven: a bit taller 
than present, maybe 6'2" or so, not too heavily muscled, but still stronger than present, 
same colorings and retaining ear piercings, usually unclothed (hey that's what fur is for!).
Human Career: High school (shudder)
Hobbies/Interests: Writing (three guesses what I write about), Drawing (I'm on the VCL and 
DeviantArt), Playing my guitar loud and badly, sitting in coffee shops and staring at 
strangers, music.
Favorite Movies: Princess Mononoke (what can I say, it has a chick who thinks she is a 
wolf in it!), The Professional, Clockwork Orange, Jawbreaker, Kung Pow.
Favorite Were-movie: Ginger snaps.
Favorite Literature: Anything by Amelia Atwater Rhodes, Annette Curtis Klause, or 
Favorite Were Literature: Blood and Chocolate, Ley Lines, and The Blooding.
Favorite Art: Hadley M. S., Jeanne Logston, Darkly Artistic, Push tyber.
Favorite Were-art: Goldenwolf, Huskie, Blaqriot, Arphalia.
Favorite Quote: "Good things come to those who pick them out of the trash."
Favorite Were Saying/Quote: "Geez, its cold, too bad I left my fur coat in my other life..." (haha)
Favorite Personal Quote: "Go dig a hole and sit in it!"

Favorite Song/Band(s): Tool, Rasputina, Loreena McKennit (sp?), Apocalyptica, System of a 
Down, Kidney Thieves, Mindless Self Indulgence.
Favorite Season: I love them all.
Favorite Holidays: Beltaine, Samhain, and Santa-day.
Preferred Prey: In dream hunting: deer, elk, and rabbit. IRL: Tacos, Gorditas, and Burritos 
(they run fast you know).
Hunting Tips: In dream hunting: chase until close enough to nip their legs and make them fall. 
IRL: Drive to Taco Bell, go to drive-thru window, accept food, pay (optional).
Preferred Method of Attack: As a wolf in dreams: leap and rip. As a human: backhanding and 
insults (normally I don't resort to violence, though if you insult me enough, you may get a 
nice mark from me).
Favorite Non-Were Mythological Beast: Unipeg (tee hee), Centaur, and Faeries... I am such a girly-girl.
Feelings Toward Vampires: Fictional ones: cool to read about. People who claim that 
sunlight burns: that they must drink blood and wear a lot of black clothing: full of sh*t. 
Psychic Vampires: Not all are bad, my best friend is one, not by choice though.
Feelings Toward Normal Humans: As a whole are pretty disgusting, but certain individuals are cool.

Personal Therianthropy:

I have known there was something "wild" about me since I was a kid, I just didn't know that there 
were others like me until I was around 14. The wildness stayed undeterminable and not very prominent 
in my life until I was 13. I went from being quiet and soft-spoken to being rather full of rage as 
the wolf inside me uncurled. My first real shift was during a stupid pre-adolescent argument with 
my parents in which I began to growl and bark. (They still look at me oddly to this day).

Over 2 years the wolf calmed and took a very submissive demure. I went through several fazes; 
The anger faze: I would become angry and would shift, it was the only time I shifted at the time. 
The mourning faze: I would shift when angry or saddened and began to feel the wolf's separate emotions. 
The short mother faze: I wanted very, very badly to have pups. It was upsetting because I had to make 
the wolf know that she would never have pups of her own. This was during my sophomore year at school; 
I was very depressed at the time and wore a lot of black. The current faze, calm: The wolf inside me 
now, is present and fully feeling. She "sleeps" most of the time and wakes up sometimes to protect or 
comfort me. We have shifts that either keep us separate or meld together as half and half sometimes. 
I still shift when angered or saddened, but can control it now that I understand myself better. I am 
still learning what it is to be a were, but to me, now, I feel that the wolf and young woman are living 
and growing inside my body and are the same, yet different entities.

I am most threatened and depressed by people who say those horrible words, "It's all in your head." 
To have someone tell me that my soul, and my being are imaginary and worthless is a shot to the head. 
I am wary who I tell, only friends whom I trust mostly. My parents think I am nuts and insult me for 
my beliefs on a daily basis, but I still stand up for them.