Your name: Kelli/Jack
Your age: 20
Contact info: phelpskellianne@yahoo.com


Full Name: Jack Ellington Stone
Nickname: Jack, Jackie
Species: [Werewolf]
Powers: [Basic werewolf abilities]

Family:

• Father: Gavril Stone
  
• Mother: Kailah Stone
  
• Siblings: He does have a infant daughter name Kailah Marie Stone

Age: 26
Birthday: October 31 1986
Gender: Male
Orientation: [Bi]
Status: [Taken]
Occupation: [Tattoo artist/Council Member and Alpha]
Other: [He is a council member and the alpha of Somber Falls Pack]
A pretty color:




Eyes: Dark brown eyes
Hair: Long and black
Body: Very fit and muscular
Other: [Lots of tattoos]

Personality: He's a smart ass, quick with his words and knows a answer to everything. He is the type of person that you love to have petty arguments with.....and he'll always win. He is a complete asshole, stubborn and very smart for someone who can be childish. He hates to loose and will sacrifice to win and to prove a point. Although he has bad traits, he does have some good ones. When it comes to any loves one, he'll protect them and will not hesitate to kill anyone who threatens him or his love ones.
Likes: [Tattoos, his job, being a alpha, spending time with his daughter, getting along with Amanda, sex, men and women, nightlife, the moon, cigarettes, alcohol, petty arguments, drawing, music, singing, fighting, annoying the hell out of people, sports, Mason, other wolfs...he is alittle iffy around other males though. ]
Dislikes: Vampires, cowards, someone threatening his pack, family or friends, when Amanda is being a bitch, Kailah crying, cheats, liars, sunshine, difficult customers, haters, hunters, running out of cigarettes, artist block.
Strengths: His daughter, Mason, Pack, The moon, nightlife, his skills and strength.
Weaknesses: [His daughter, pack, Masons, silver of course, when the hunter or vampire getting the best of him.]
Fears: Loosing Mason and his daughter, not being able to protect his pack members or love ones.
Weapon of choice: His skills, strengths, fangs and claws.

History: Jack was born in Romanian to a Native American woman name Kailah; which is really her English name and a Romanian native werewolf name Gavril Stone who was the Beta to the Stone pack. Gavril was the Beta because he had a older brother who was the Alpha of course. The Stones were a ancient and very powerful pack of Romanian werewolves. Romanian werewolves were said to be much larger and way more powerful than normal werewolves.

When Jack was born, he didn't posses the wolf gene which was a great disappoint to the pack and his father, but they looked past it and loved him either way. Kailah was a very loving and beautiful woman, many other male members of the pack often envy Gavril for she was not only beautifull but very caring and even a submissive woman but Gavril never treated her as such.

Jack was seven, it was a cold winter night in the Romanian mountains when him and his parents were spending time together. A loud gunshot was fired, blasting through the wall of their home. Gavril ordered his wife to take their son and run. He opened the door and was shot several time in the chest by a hunter, falling over dead right in-front of Kailah and Jack's eyes. Kailah screamed and picked up her son, trying to run out the back door, but she to was shot. She fell to the side, not wanting to land on her child and had Jack in her arms.

Jack.....you must run..... She whispered, using her body to cover his when the sound of footsteps was behind her.

Jack was only seven at the time, he cried and didn't want to leave. She finally got the strength to stand up and run out the door, regardless of the blood lost and pain she felt. More shots were fired, one hitting her in the leg and she fell again. She pushed Jack out from under her and ordered him to run, screaming at him even. Jack sat there, crying and trying to get his mother to come with him, but she only laid still in the snow that started to change from white to red.

The hunter was slowing making his way towards the two, Jack saw him vaguely through the dark forest and got up, running now and didn't stop till he was almost half way down the mountain. It was morning when one of the pack members who smelt blood and death found the boy, laying face first in the snow and was completely exhausted.

A female pack member took Jack in, raising him as her own but once Jack turned sixteen, he ran away from the pack and went to America. He got a job and found a place of his own in Somber Falls. He made due with what he had and when he was eighteen was attacked by a rogue werewolf. Now, since Jack was suppose to be born of a werewolf but the gene never progress, it did and his Romanian heritage finally came out. He transformed into a huge, black werewolf on the full moon.

The man who attacked him left Somber Falls, so Jack really had to learn how to do all this one his own. With him trying to cope and understand what had happen to him, he became friends with a witch name Mason. Mason was still in high school when they met and he had just become a tattoo artist and they met while in his shop. The two hit it off, first they were only friends and nothing romantic came across Jack's mind when it came to Mason. About a year into their friendship, Jack was suddenly having feelings for Mason but kept this feelings bottled up, not sure how Mason would react to knowing another male liked him.

On the night of Mason's birthday, heavy alcohol was involved of course to celebrate the witches twenty-first birthday. With alcohol in both of their systems and Jack's feelings....one thing lead to another and before either of them knew it, they were in bed together. When Mason came to the following morning and saw a naked Jack beside of him, things just went down hill between the two from their.

Jack tried to reason with Mason, apologizing and finally admitted to having feelings for Mason. The two always got into fights till finally Jack never heard from Mason again and years past. Those feelings for the witch never changed, he wanted to try and fix things, but Mason wouldn't talk to him and he wasn't even sure where Mason had run off to.

Years went by and he soon became a rather well known tattoo artist and was quite the musician, playing for bands as a substitute and played solo at bars. Jack was promiscuous, sleeping around with both males and females, but that all changed through when Mason walked back into his life. The two former friends reuniting wasn't a pleasant experience and the two acted like they hated one another till Jack finally cut the crap and told Mason how he felt and it seem to the two were going to get back together until he found out that another witch he had slept with name Amanda was pregnant with his child.

Jack decided to tell Mason, not wanting to keep something like that a secret from him and of course Mason didn't take it to well and stopped speaking to him. Jack was heartbroken, he loved Mason so much and had waited so many years for him, those feelings for the male witch had never changed. Amanda knocked some sense into Mason and the two decided to now try and become a couple.

Kailah was finally born and it was one of the happiest days that Jack ever had. He loved his daughters very much, she is the most important thing in his life right now.

Jack became the council member after the former werewolf council member had decided to retired and recruited Jack since he was the alpha to the Somber Falls pack and he was the only werewolf that would be most qualified for the job. Jack was hesitate to accept it, seeing as how he had a distest for vampires, but agreed since he knew that it would benefit his pack more if he was at least in charge and had a say in the council.

Sample post: At least two paragraphs Is it better to love or not be loved at all? Jack pondered on this....there was only one time when he thought he...loved someone...no..it wasn't love, but there were defiantly feelings there that couldn't really be ignored. God, he sounded like a bitch thinking this....and he wouldn't dare speak it.

It had been years since that.....incident and he didn't want to dwell on it anymore. Helloooo Jack!! A voice boomed and made him snap from his thoughts and looked up to see his boss who was middle age man who looked like he came back from a KISS concert

Jack rolled his eyes and went back to drawing. He was the shops tattoo artist, he drew the tattoos on paper and also on skin. He was doing a picture of a wolf howling and the full moon was in the background. The customer was suppose to come in today and get it done, but they wanted Jack to draw it since only he seem to get the exact detail the way people want it done.