Genevieve's Werecard

Human Name:    Chrystal
Were Name:      Genevieve
Email Address:  forgottendream17@aol.com
Phenotype:        she wolf
Shifting Ability:   mental
Birthdate:           December 14, 1986
Birthplace:         Grand Praire, Texas
Home Territory:  South/Mid New Jersey
Dream Territory:       Texas, Arizona, Ireland
Physical Description, Human: 5'5", pale, blue eyes, brown hair, contacts, claws like a lion
Physical Description, Were: a dark mahogany and pale gold blend, claws sharp as talons,
teeth razor sharp, a long furred tail that aids me in flight

Human Career: Aspire to be a writer and own my own bookstore
Hobbies/Interests: Death, Life, and everything in between, from fencing to gardens, from art to magic.
Favorite Movies: Labrynth, The Breakfast Club, Highlander, The Craft, G.I. Jane
Favorite Were-movie: An American Werewolf in London
Favorite Literature: ...everything, and I mean that very seriously.
Favorite Were Literature: the Anita Blake Series by L.K. Hamilton (reading her since the beginning)
Favorite Art: Monet and Thomas Kinkade
Favorite Were-art: ...not sure...
Favorite Quote: 
When a man wants to murder a tiger, it's called sport; when the tiger wants to murder him it's
called ferocity. 
~George Bernard Shaw
Favorite Were Saying/Quote: 
On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses ~ Meatloaf
Favorite Personal Quote: 
Despite the many cries of dawn,
And it's predictability,
Man will never cease to fawn,
Over it's simple beauty.
~me
Favorite Song/Band(s): Wish you were here, Pink Floyd and Karma Police by Radiohead
Favorite Season: Out of all the seasons I have to say the I favor Summer, Fall, Spring and
Winter, for as each one happens I truly believe that that one is the best.
Favorite Holidays: Spring Equinox

Preferred Prey: Deer (i only chase and eat store bought), current boyfriend 
Hunting Tips: um...stay downwind, and when you feast thank your god and revel in life and
death, as you eat your prey you consecrate your hunting ground.
Preferred Method of Attack: hide and seek >:)
Favorite Non-Were Mythological Beast: Sphynx (or would that ount as a sort of were? if so
then centaur, or would that be another, grrr, then unicorn)
Feelings Toward Vampires:Nifty little critter, as misunderstood as we sometimes are
Feelings Toward Normal Humans:  I look at them and think they are encased in a giant
glass bubble and they cannot escape but I cannot get in, then sometimes I think it's not them
that are inside the glass bubble and I cannot get out.

Personal Therianthropy: 
I've always felt pretty normal when i was younger, nothing particularly out of wack. It wasn't
until middle school that i started to notice that my other friends no longer rolled around in the
grass and fallen leaves, they no longer looked at the moon in wonder, they giggled at the idea
of sex, and they didn't understand why I enjoyed running through the woods. I figured I was just
weird. Then I started noticing other things that came along with puberty that weren't explained
in my school text books. Such as when I see deer and other wild animals I don't think Bambi, I
think food. I also that gained a ferocious appetite, although that could just be hormones. About
once a month I get urges, normally around the full moon, but sometimes not. Sexual urges,
not necessarily to have sex, just to be touching someone. Another urge I have a lot is to bite.
Like when making out with somebody, and i mean hard, not mean, just hard. 

Contact is a big thing. Everyday I need close contact with people, even if I feel like being alone.
Just the reassuring touch of someone close. This all affects my life pretty intensely. It's like
this big thing that i have to keep a secret from people, but it's okay because it's become habit
to keep it away. I have a few good friends but I know they wouldn't understand really. It's kinda
tough, I feel so alone all the time. Sometimes I get frustrated and wish i was normal but I am n
ormal, and I've been learning to understand that. I also incorporate a lot of things with sex,
which once again could be hormones it's just that the sex I'm thinking of is really animalistic,
rough in the grass. 

It actually does affect my life a lot. Many of my friends have dogs and the really territorial ones
hate me. I'm always afraid someone will find out and hate me for it. I'm afraid of relationships,
could you imagine the conversation? Oh, and by the way, I'm a werewolf. Then i would have to
explain that I don'tliterally go furry once a month. 

It's been a long journey but I'm starting to fully appreciate what I am.
If anyone ever wants to talk, relate to anything I've been saying, tell me to shut the hell up and
stop whining, or just chat cus I'm local, my e-mail address doubles as my screen name.