---Suggested by FangtheLoneWolf--

☆Name☆
"I have quite a few nicknames."
Chase Leroy Gibson
☆Age☆
"Better question. How old are you."
Nineteen
☆Gender☆
"You're annoying already."
Male
☆Species☆
"Who wants to know."
Werewolf
☆Sexuality☆
"Eff off already for God's sake."
Pansexual
☆Personality☆
"Ask around."
Chase is what students and teachers would label as a bad boy. He's cold, rude, and has a knack for trouble. Although he can be considerate on days he feels like it, he still likes to be in charge.
☆Appearance☆
"Not even a foot away."
Chase is a six foot tall, lean man with tanned skin. His hair is a  dark mocha brown and "swoops" over his forehead. His eyes are a dark brown as well and he has scars along his sides, down his back, a few in his arms, and his legs.

His wolf form appears as an oversized timber wolf, there's nothing that stands out too much from the average timber wolf compared to him besides the size.

☆Usual Outfit☆
"Would you prefer me strutting around buck naked."
He prefers loose clothing whenever he knows he's going out for a run or to check on others in his wolf form. But otherwise frayed jeans with dares band tees are a trend of his.
☆Job/occupation☆
"If I told you. I'd have to kill you."
He gets paid by packs to keep loners and rogues in check
☆Pets☆
"I don't have time for such a thing."
None
☆Likes☆
"Want the truth? Raw meat."
Chase prefers raw meat over cooked, but eats whatever 'raw' meat he can get it is goes out to eat somewhere. Given his name, he also enjoys a good chase. Be it his dinner, an enemy, or someone who has caught his eye. But one of the things he enjoys most is being the one in charge.
☆Dislikes☆
"At the moment. You."
He really, really hates being questioned and in the presence of his higher ranking werewolves that he communicates with he bites his tongue. He can not stand thoroughly cooked meat as well as someone continuously complaining about one thing or another.
☆Backstory☆
"Bugger off."
As a young boy, he lived in a pack called "Tangled Yew" with his parents. By about seven, his parents were accused of treason and were chased out of the pack with Chase in hand. As he grew, he has held a grudge against the pack. This only increased when his parents were killed while out hunting in their true form. He had ran back to the pack to seek help, sneaking into the territory and nearly to the Alpha's mansion before someone caught him. At thirteen he began working for the packs after the Alpha saw him as an opportunity to keep younger loners and rogues at bay. He even started school and earned the "bad boy" title, which he didn't mind. Six years from his parents death and he now has his own wolves to look after.
☆Other☆
To him, family is a touchy subject and he avoids it at all cost

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More Information
-He's an only child, his parents were lucky enough to have him
-He lives in a trailer park on the outskirts of town near a dense patch of woods
-Instead of a car or motorcycle, he opts for a red and white dirtbike
-Tangled Yew isn't the only pack who has asked him to keep an on loners and rogues
-The town he is in, Westwing, is a center point of three packs
-He's a senior in high school, just turned nineteen not that long ago
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Scenarios
One
During the summer you were out helping your Grandfather in his farm, while out there you felt as if you were being watched. Your Grandfather had trail cams set up along the perimeter of his fields so you decided to check them. In nearly every one that you had walked by in, a wolf followed minutes later. A large wolf. Once school had started you felt the same feeling as you had on the farm, as if you were being watched.
After school, in the parking lot, you noticed that the "bad boy" was was on his dirt bike near the football field and his attention seemed to be on you.
The following day at school you realized that Chase had four classes with you and one you two were assigned as partners for a project. Now you knew for sure he was watching you, as he sat beside you and did so all class period.

Two
It's been nearly two weeks since you were chased away from your pack, travelling as a loner and stopping for rest in a town called Westwing. All you wanted was a few days to rest, eat, and properky cleanse yourself. It wasn't even an hour when someone showed up knocking at your hotel room door. As you moved closer to the door, the scent of the person opposite the door net your nose to inform you whoever it was was a wolf.

Three
It had been nearly four years since you have met Chase, the "savior" as the younger wolves would call him. In a way you could agree, he negotiated with the three packs to keep the loners and rogues of the area fed and housed. Even though you've known him for your years, you didn't know him. He was a man of mystery to many of his own followers.
With a glance at the clock you hurriedly finished getting ready before leaving quickly to meet up with the group of ten wolves in the clearing as you typically did once or twice a month. The one day were the outcasts come together for a hunt your wolves crave.
The sun was just setting as you reached the clearing, an oversized timber wolf slowly walking around the gathered wolves.

Four
Make up your own

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There is no smutt within the covers of this digital book. Kissing, cuddling, etc. is acceptable.