MaleAppearance: Wolf fur color:
Easy Going, Sarcastic, Loyal, knows when to keep his mouth shut but doesn'tWeapons:Casual:Five-seveNH&K Mk. 23 S&W 16" Expandable Silver Baton KnifeTactical:H&K G36CXM-26 LSS (Lightweight Shotgun System) - attachment for aboveFive-seveNH&K Mk. 23Silver-bladed SpathaBack story:
Born and Raised in a family with a Historical Line of Hunters, he fled from it all, not wanting to be in the family "business".
When he was 17, he used one of the many natural potions in the household on his parents. Most specifically the one that allowed him to control them against their will.
He had them sign his Enlistee papers, and before they could get him back, he was shipped off to the US Army.
Once enlisted, he went through training and AIT with flying colors.
The Rangers recruited him after a Year with his original Unit.
Some of the soldiers called themselves "God's Death Knights", and one drunken night, they each had their backs tattooed.Wings of Death
, and the Knight's oath from "Kingdom of Heaven" halfway down the back cutting off a chunk of the spine.
Then, one day, in the Middle East, his unit came across a pack of Wolves.
It was a blood bath...Jake was the sole survivor, and it was only because he had brought along a Family Heirloom given to him from his father on his Tenth Birthday.
He was 19.
It was like a mid-life crisis.
On one hand, if he had stayed with his family, perhaps this would have never happened.
He would have never met the guy's he had come to know as his (now) deceased Family, but, he'd have been in the Inquisition by now and, perhaps, the pack that had attacked them would have already been gone by the time the Rangers arrived.
It drove him to the one place he could always count on to give him some sort of Peace.
For now, it was the On-Base Catholic Church.
Speaking to God, asking him for guidance, brought him a Lieutenant from a special unit made up of Inquisition members.
Jake was offered a life back into that world.
His hatred for the Wolves that ended his Family led him to take it.
His first mission: Hunt down the Pack for Revenge.
For Jake, it was easy.
He was given a Black Hawk Helicopter, a small Escort, and one of the door guns.
The Wolves tried to flee across open Desert, and Jake cut them down like weeds.
The last surviving member he tortured.
The torture so intense, that the Werewolf kept changing back and forth.
And when it died, it was a grotesque form of half of each race.
The face and ears of a human, the head of a wolf, the arms of a man, the torso and hind legs of a wolf, a wolf's tail split in half, spine half ripped out.
Against orders, Jake took pictures and posted it on the internet.
PETA caught on and it exploded into a national wide controversy.
Jake Prior was punished for it by the Inquisition, but the move had made him a target in the Wolf community.
And then, the unexpected happened.
While in the Special Unit, one of his comrades had died, and in his last breaths made Jake promise to tell the parents himself.
When face to face with his Comrades' family, Jake immediately picked out something...odd.
And the family addressed it before Jake could call it in.
A mixed Pack, some called it.
Traitors, both sides saw it.
The Father was a Wolf.
The Mother, a Hunter.
Jake's Comrade followed the Mother's line and contacted the Inquisition.
Their second son...
At 20-years-old, there was not a lot he should have been regretting.
But now he was torn, once again, because those things he had done to that one Wolf.
Those pictures he had proudly uploaded.
Why wasn't he told?
Why hadn't Jake's friend told him?
Maybe he didn't know?
It shouldn't have mattered, which side he was on...
What he did was wrong.
And what did he have tattooed on his back?
Once again, he was at a loss.
Everything he did had consequences he didn't like.
Was the Inquisition really for him?
At the age of 21, he opted to not re-enlist, and went to work full time for the Inquisition.
Hoping, that working alone, would make things easier.
A couple months later, his loyalty was put to the test again.
This time, it was going to take a little longer to resolve.
He was given an assignment to take down a Single Wolf hiding in the docks of the City he was currently living in.
Finding the Wolf was easy.
Ending it, was not.
Staring up at him was a little girl no more than 10-years-old.
The girl was wounded, crying, scared of him.
People were watching.
The Radio clipped to his shoulder kept going off.
Words of encouragement from his comrades.
Needless to say, he didn't do it.
What he left was a burning building and several dead Inquisition members.
Jake, nor the girl, were found.
Both assumed to be alive.
Both in hiding.
That was three-years-ago.Ons:
Rough play, soft sex, rough sex, oral sex, sex (lol), biting, scratching, etc.Offs:
Toilet play, gay...play (don't swing that way), anal, etc.