Lao Lang's Werecard

From: gabriel_freemount@yahoo.co.uk

Human Name:Dee Stevenson
Were Name:Lao Lang
What Name Means:Lao Lang translates from the orrigional Manderin Chinese as 'Old Wolf'. In china it
is used as an insult because wolves are seen as sly devious creatures, but I ignore the insults, and
embrace the name it'self.
Phenotype:Arctic/Gray wolf
Shifting Ability:Dreams/Shamanic/Totemic 
Birthdate:08/06/79
Birthplace:Chester, England
Home Territory:Manchester
Dream Territory:The Northern Reaches of Alaska and Northern Canada.
Physical Description, Human:6ft tall, 90kg's, shoulder-length dark brown hair, blue/gray eyes. Built
stocky, but with a gentle nature. 
Physical Description, Were:A large Arctic/Gray wolf with amber eyes whose head is about levle with the
shoulders of a 6ft man. Powerfull build, but with allowences made for speed.
Human Career:Barman
Hobbies/Interests:Windsurfing, writing, reading, eating pizza etc!
Favorite Movies:The Crow, Interview with the Vampire, Lost Boys, The Hunger. Anything with vampires or
Were's in it, or movie's that aren't quite normal.
Favorite Were-movie:Not really a were movie, but I loved the connection Eric Draven has with the bird in
The Crow.
Favorite Literature:Sci-fi/fantasy, anything by Terry Pratchett, Neil Gaiman, or Laurell K Hamilton
Favorite Were Literature:The Anita Blake series by Laurell K Hamilton. (Circus of the Damned onwards)
Favorite Art:Anything to do with forrests or the sea.
Favorite Were-art:The poster art By Robin Koni.
Favorite Quote:Said by Drusilla and Spike from Buffy the Vampire slayer:- 
 Spike:What are you doing Dru?
 Dru:I'm naming all the stars.
 Spike:Cant see the stars love, that's the ceiling. Plus it's day. 
Favorite Were Saying/Quote:don't have one.
Favorite Personal Quote:Said by Xander form buffy the Vampire Slayer:-
 Xander:I laugh in the face of danger, then I run and hide till it goes away!
Favorite Song/Band(s):Sweet Prince by Placebo, anything By Placebo, Skunk Anansi, Aerosmith, and many
more.
Favorite Season:Winter
Favorite Holidays:Samhain (Hallowe'en)

Preferred Prey:Lasagne, or small woodland critters! 
Hunting Tips:Cook the sauce, layer pasta and place in oven for 30 mins. Oh, the critters you mean. Stalk
them, pounce and eat. Try to avoid squirrles, they throw nuts at you!
Preferred Method of Attack:Track em, and bag em!
Favorite Non-Were Mythological Beast:Dragons
Feelings Toward Vampires:I LAVRP (Live Action Vampire
Role Playing) so I gotta like these critters. My character is a Gangrel, as close to a were as you can
get in the Vampire Live roleplay system!!!
Feelings Toward Normal Humans:As long as they don't bother me, I don't bother them. I like to keep to
myself. I only realy get on with my wife, but she's a were too, so does that count???

Personal Therianthropy:I guess my Therianthropic story begins when I was about four or five. My dad was in
the RAF, so we travvled extensively throughout Europe. I never had time to make friends because I knew we
would be moving on soon, so I guess that's where my preference for solitude comes from. 

My dad was doing a tour of West Germany, and he took me to a Zoo, I don't remember where exactly. We hooked
up onto a zoo tour, and were led around the place, giving the oo's and ahh's at the expected places. The
tour stopped for a while by the lions, and I wandered off a ways, cause I never really did like the big
cats! It was when I got to the Wolf enclosure that I was entranced. The had a huge pack of mixed wolves
there, grays and timbres. The wire fenced enclosere was surrounded by a low wooden fence to keep the
kiddies away from the wire fence, but that did not stop me. I scooted over the wooden fence and thrust my
pudgy little hand through the wire mesh. On the other side of the fence was the biggest wolf I have ever
seen. A huge gray, with amber eyes that bored right into my soul and sucked me up. He looked down at my
hand, and gave it a lick, which is when my dad saw me and shouted at the wolf in panic. The wolf gave him a
weird kind of look, and the trotted off. I was unhurt, but changed for life. I know a lot of people will
doubt these words, but they are the truth, I promise. 

I have a few therianthropic habits. I growl under my breath, completely subconsciously. I only know about
it because it bugs my wife and she tells me to quit doing it. 

My night sight is better than my daysight, and my hearing is pretty damn sharp.

What i would love most of all in this world would be to see a full re-introduction of Wolves into Great
Britain. They've tried it in Scotland with a little success, so I would like them to continue into the
rest of Britain.

As far as I know, Real shapeshifters exsist only in myth and folklore. It would be nice to think there are
real shifters out there. If there are, tell them to come bite me!