Weston Patton

[weston]

Weston.Lee.Patton

and tell your boyfriend; if he says he's got beef
that i'm a vegetarian and i ain't fuckin' scared of him

now I feel that this hold

full name. Weston Lee Patton
nickname(s).
date of birth. August 3rd
age. 17
who you are. Werewolf
powers.
status. Alone

of mine has taken many falls

play by. William Moseley
eye colour. Crystal Blue
hair colour. Golden Blond
physique. He has a nice built to him, but not as big as most werewolves running around. In fact, he looks nothing like the other werewolves running around. His blond hair is natural, but unsual for a werewolf to have, since they are Indian decendants. He looks much like a human, which can come in handy to creatures that can't smell it. But because of this, he tends to be a bit of an outcast.
distinguishing features.
fashion sense. He doesn't take a lot of time trying to decide what to wear in the mornings. But it isnt' terrible, horrible fashion sense. He usually wears dark jeans with a T-shirt to match it. On winter, snowing days, he usually wears a sweater, though usually ends up burning in it. Then on summer days, he goes around shirtless.

still sometimes the rain

personality. If there was such thing as loner werewolf, he would be it. He does have his pack, but tends to keep to himself since he doesn't fit in. Because he doesn't fit in, to most humans on the street, he is a human, but they question why he isnt' working for any vampire. Though, as any of this, he takes great pride that is within the rare species of a werewolf. He wants to be the hero, saving the day and all that jazz, but sometimes that thinking gets him in huge trouble.

He is pretty nice, but can easily set off. He has a temper like none other, but can calm down if the right person talks to him. Very touchy and senstitive comes with his personality to be sweet to everyone. He can get rather nervous around pretty girls, as most shy guys do, but then again, he isnt' a shy guy. But he's not outgoing either. He's somewhere in between.

He has a habit of doing something before he given any thought to it. That can get him in trouble many times. He method on vampires is that every single one of them is evil and has to die. When he is mad, he can act whatever is making him mad, tearing them apart. His tounge also acts like that. Stuff comes out that shouldn't. And in addition to that, sarcasm is his second langauge.
strengths. Strength itself, keeping a straight face, getting people to smile, and he's pretty smart
weaknesses. Keeping in his temper, estimating everyone's weakness, talking to pretty girls, and being kept back
likes. Other werewolves, keeping to himself, killing vampires, saving people, reading Harry Potter books, Movies, sarcasm, and feeling fast
dislikes. Vampires, feeling out of control, when someone uses his own words against him, movies with bad endings, death, and rap

can turn into a waterfall

history. His mother was a pretty French girl with golden blond hair much like his own. She immigrated here, meeting Weston's father, Steven Patton. He instantly was attracted toward her, and eventually did the whole marriage thing, big white wedding with many people there since it was a very small town. Weston was born three years into their marrage, and they were perfectally happy together.

He grew up in a normal neighborhood, no siblings, but many friends to make up for it. But then at age 11, the vampires took over, grabbing him and his parents. They were all humans, but Weston never knew he would become a werewolf. Their vampire was the usually cruel owners, never taking care of them at all. And Weston fell in love with the neighbor's humans, who had long brown hair and green eyes.

But when he turned 14, the girl he had the biggest crush on was killed because the vampire hadn't eaten in so long, and she was there. On top of that, his owner felt it was right to do the same thing since he didn't want to pay to feed the humans anymore. Weston hated vampires even more. Then at age 15, he first burst into a werewolf, killing his owner and the neighbor's. For the longest time, he tried to find more of his kind, and he finally found one, joining the pack in second in command.
hometown. Limon, Colorado
mum's name. Laclare Patton
dad's name. Steven Patton
family.
important memory. The day he found out that all he loved was killed

and the prettiest things

childhood dream. To become a doctor (before the revolution of vampires)
true hopes now. To become the way it was when he was born
outlook on life. Kill Vampires; They need to die
sees in ten years time. He can't really say. Probably just coming out of being a werewolf.

can come out of the coldest mind

roleplay example. I hope its alright if I took my rping from another site. Its a werewolf and hybrid, but yeah If not, then yeah...just tell me

XXChandlerXXXXSadieXX

Chandler couldn't believe his ears. There were actual other hyrbirds? No, that couldn't be possible. There had to be some sort of mistake. Maybe she was just saying that to get his attention. That had to be it, because Chandler was so convinced there wasn't other hybrids in the world. In fact, he was almost certain of it. He still wasn't going to go down without a fight, no matter what she told him.

"I'd rather die!"

[/color] He spat at her. He just managed to say that before he heard what else she said. He jerked his head around, foot on the back of the building, ready to bound up the wall to face the one werewolf, but it was too late. His eyes rolled at the back of his head, and he plopped down to the ground, feeling nothing but a huge pain at the back of his head.

Chandler had been here before...many times. He didn't know where this place was, but it was a place he came here in his dreams. His dreams were the same lately, which made him want to sleep more and more often. It was a pannel with a dark cloud surrounding the area. There was no one expect him, and a mini movie like screen in front of him. They showed faces he never seen before. They were all very dark, however. One that frightened him the most was a staring figure of a dark haired woman with piercing hateful eyes. Then there was another one, looking a lot like her, but not quite the same. You could tell there was a difference. The next was always a male, red blazing hair with matching red blazing eyes. He didn't know what this meant, but he never wanted to find out...

Sadie took a deep sigh, jumping off of the roof she was on without any permission, landing right in front of now limp body in front of her. He was hit pretty hard, but there was a faint breathing coming from his chest. Satistified that he wasn't dead, he turned to Carly, "Are you done with your games now? I would much like to go back and show Orlaith what we got."[/color] She only said 'we' because Sadie had a feeling that Carly was going to put all the credit to herself. The pack did help. Maybe she was underestimating her. But thats what she mostly saw of leaders.

Which is one of the reasons Sadie never wanted to lead the pack. She had the right indepedence for it, that was for sure, but she could never act that way. She would be a little too 'well' and 'I'm not sure', while Carly was more of 'this is how it is going to be'. Sadie wasn't leader type material, and she was glad of it. Not knowing what to do would be the first thing that would come across her mind. Besides, she didn't want to be the repsonsiblity of another mission, just in case she made the littlesest mistake.

That was the bum about being a leader. When one of your pack member messes up, your the one that gets the blaim. And when you get the blaim with Orlaith, it wasn't a great situation to find yourself in. She tortured without explanation, she did something when she was angry without mercy. At least, that is what Sadie saw so far. She silently wondered about the other werewolves out there. She knew there was some that managed to reach out of Orlaith's grasp. They must have been pretty strong if something like that were to happen. Then again, she didn't know how the bitting situation happened here.

In her old land, it was whoever was bitten became one, but this land was different. She didn't reallly want to experiment either. Going around biting people to see if they turned to werewolves probably wasn't the best stratagy she could had ever hoped for. Curiousity always nicked at her to see if she could or not, but she didn't know if she was allowed to. Maybe she could see one of her pack members do it to conform it. Maybe they were all bitten and didn't know it. Maybe some were bitten and some were actually created like Sadie. Whatever it was, it confused her, so she tried not to think about it.[/size][/blockquote][/size][/quote][/center]

and even with broken wings

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