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"I ain't much for the 'rescue the damsel in distress' thing." "You act like you never seen a werewolf before." "I'm on your side, little bit." |
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"Werewolf" is the common term used by those who don't know any better, or those who just don't care. Those who do know what Billy is will call him a "Wolfen" - a man-wolf, not a wolf-man (a huge difference - literally). Billy is not some hairy guy who walks around in torn jeans howling at the moon, or turns into a wolf at the sight of a little moonlight. He doesn't need a moon at all. He can howl, however, and that's never something you want to hear for any reason. Don't ask. Just accept. A big grease-monkey that looks like he's barely old enough to shave, Billy's shaggy brown hair usually hasn't seen a brush, and those dark brown eyes don't miss much. He likes strong black coffee, whiskey and frozen broccoli in addition to mass quantities of food. It takes a lot to feed a guy of Billy's proportions - tall, muscular and intimidating. Don't let his size fool you, however. Just as mortal wolves are warm, loving, fiercely loyal and protective, so is Billy. If you're on the wrong side of him or threaten those he's loyal to, however ... well, that's your problem, now isn't it? |
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