Your job may be to protect the humans, but my job is to protect all of us
Back to Basics
Full Name:
Jason Samuel Tailgate
Nicknames:
Jase, Jason, Sentinel
Age:
Twenty-four
Gender:
Male
Birthdate:
October 26th, 1990
Birthplace:
Chicago, Illinois
Role in Pack:
Sentinel
Purebred or Mutt:
Purebred
First Impressions
Height:
Six Foot Three
Weight:
One Hundred and Eighty Pounds
Build:
Muscular
Hair Color:
Brown
Eye Color:
Sometimes brown, sometimes blue-green
Scars or Markings:
Jason has a large scar across his back from when a wolf attacked him as he was guarding the pack.
Brief Written Description:
Standing tall, his shaggy brown hair drapes over his ears and forehead, curving to form a sort of heart-shape wave from when his bangs are growing out. His shoulders a broad and strong, and when he flexes you can easily see the muscles he hides under his cotton tees and cargo pants. He's perfectly toned underneath it all, and can easily defeat any enemy with a single punch. This causes many to fear but respect him. He prefers comfortable clothes (hence the cotton tees and cargo pants) so then don't get in the way of his transformation if he needs to change quickly during a threat.
Digging A Little Deeper
Quirks and Faults
Jason has quite the short temper, and he tends to blow up at the most minor offenses. While this makes him a good Sentinel because he can protect the pack from anything, it doesn't really make him a good team player. Many of his pack members have grown used to it, but not all are okay with it. He also has a very workaholic personality, and there isn't a minute where you won't find him "surveying" the area and such.
Likes
Jason loves chocolate covered raisins, like loves them. They are the quickest way to his heart. He also likes a cool breeze on a hot day, swimming, sparring, and going on patrols. Nothing leaves him more satisfied than when he knows he's kept his pack safe. Whenever they move to a new location he is the first to scout out entrances and exits, dangers, and other things the pack will need to know in case of an emergency.
Dislikes
Jason hates being wrong, at all costs. He will never concede, and if someone proves him wrong he will sit in a grumbling heap of fur (he can't stand being angry in his human form) and sulk for the rest of the week. He doesn't like chili, or onions, or really even peppers. He's not the pickiest eater in the pack but he likes what he likes. Jason also hates recklessness. It's one of the reasons why he isn't too keen with the hunters, because in his eyes it is reckless leaving the pack grounds without a patrol, and hunters generally work alone, so. He wants to know everything about everyone and where their going, or he gets pretty testy.
Dreams
Jason dreams of love and acceptance. He knows that when people look at his outward exterior all they see is a brooding Sentinel, but what he really wants in life is a place to call his own and someone he can truly love, and who loves him back.
Fears
His greatest fear is his pack in danger, and he being unable to protect them. On a deeper level, his greatest fear is losing Haven, since they have formed a special bond. Though he would never admit to it, Haven has a soft spot in his heart (the only soft spot, really) and the rest of the pack knows it. If anyone wanted to get to him, Haven would be the way to go.
Strengths
He has a very strong willpower. There is almost no one in the world who can force him to do anything. He also has a very high endurance level, and as such a nicely toned body athletically. He can run a good five miles before needing to stop and take a breath.
Weaknesses
As mentioned above, his greatest weakness is Haven. Anyone who's anyone can see just from being with the two of them that he responds to her. His other weakness, of course, is his pack. While he knows most of them think of him as just a Sentinel who hardly smiles, but they are his brothers and sisters, and he still likes to play games and wrestle with them from time to time. He protects them with his life and if anything were to threaten that, he would never stop blaming himself.
Under My Skin
Personality
|Stubborn, Grumpy, Funny, Pragmatic, Kind of loving|
Jason has a very complex personality. While he feels that being a Sentinel is his only duty and he must do it greater than the best of his ability, he gets a little overwhelmed at times. All he does all day is patrol, and he only comes back to the campsite for meals and the occasional off-day. He looks down on reckless behavior, and values thinking through every single step before going through something. He is careful, and he is wise. But let's not forget his sarcastic comments and titillating wit, n'est-ce pas? If someone makes a comment or says something off, he's quick to throw it back in their face and make sure he comes out on top. He looks out for everyone, and never really cares about himself.
The only time when he's less than stellar is when his temper is called in to question. Sure, he'll start off with a few witty comments, but if the issues continue, he's ready to throw a few punches. His mindset is, "shoot first, ask questions later" when he's in that tunnel of anger. His packmates love him like a brother, but that's how it is with werewolves. Sometimes their just itching for a fight, and Jason is always an easy target. He's a good fighter, part of the reason why he's the pack Sentinel, and he throws a good punch. Many of his brothers think it's fun to get a rise out of him, and he honestly sometimes likes it. The only thing that stops him is when Haven comes in to the picture. She'll put her hand on his shoulder, or say something like, "c'mon stupid, tone down the testosterone," and he would instantly calm down. They were an unlikely pair, but as mentioned above, Haven holds the only soft spot in his heart.
Diving Into The Past
History
Jason was born a werewolf, so he grew up knowing exactly what he was and what he could do. His parents raised him in the Arcadian pack when he was little, stationed in Radford, Virginia. He loved that pack, mainly because he had his parents and had grown up with many of the members there. By the time he turned 16, he could shift to and from forms with ease, much faster than his other friends. He graduated into a full member of the pack shortly after that, and couldn't be happier.
Then the fire happened.
In the town of Radford, there was a school. Radford University. At Radford U, greek life was very important to the students there. It was a part of the Arcadian pack's promise to the town that they would especially look after the university, and for generation after generation that is what they did. But, one particular night, the parties at the houses got a little wild. Someone drank something, another person smoked something else, and the next thing everyone knew the university was up in flames. Every wolf in the pack dove in to try and save as many people as they could, but the fire kept progressing. It lasted 18 hours before local firemen could completely put it out. They dragged Jason out barely conscious, barely breathing, but alive. The rest of the Arcadian pack either perished in the fire or in the hospital, despite having super-human healing powers.
Jason went on alone after that, hunting for himself and not bothering to socialize with any other werewolves he crossed. After about a year or two of doing this, he was picked up by the Mollohan pack. As he was sleeping under a tree in his wolf form, two of the Mollohan hunters ambushed him. They claimed that he was on their territory and needed to report to their alpha. Painstakingly, Jason followed the hunters back to their grounds and stood before the alpha as she assessed him. He told her his story and she asked him if he would be a part of the pack. He refused at first, and then she said that if he ever changed his mind, he was welcome there. About a week later, as he was travelling down towards a city, he came across a dead werewolf. Shocked, he howled in rage and soon he was swarmed again by members of the Mollohan pack in their wolf forms. The alpha transformed, walking forward and kneeling next to their dead pack member. She closed his eyes and they said a blessing, and then she stood to face Jason. She repeated her request and he looked back and forth from their dead member to the alpha. He accepted finally, and the alpha gave him the position of Sentinel. He took his job very seriously, and never once differed from protecting his pack.
A year and a half after making his home in the Mollohan pack, Jason was on a patrol while the rest of his pack was sleeping. He was in his wolf form, and had been crossing through a patch of forest bare of trees when he heard it. Crunching leaves... he thought, knowing exactly what it was. A human was walking through the forest. It's too late for any trail walks. This human is not welcome here, Jason thought. He tip-toed through the trees with agility, spying on the human from behind a large fern. He saw her sit down on a log with a guitar, and as she began to play quietly, Jason couldn't help but find himself mesmerized. He watched her play for quite sometime before slowly approaching her.
To this day, the girl does not remember what happened, but Jason remembers quite clearly. He stepped out from the bush slowly, gently walking forward so he was only a few feet away from the human. She had had her eyes closed, but when she heard him approach her head snapped up and she looked at him in surprise. She was a brave one, Jason could tell, for she held her hand out to him. Jason approached, butting his nose against her palm and looking at her. She looked back at him, and he jerked. There was something about her...something in her eyes. It was pain and heartbreak, but also strength. Lots and lots of fire in this girl, and Jason almost felt he was looking at a reflection of himself. He leaped up onto the log beside her as she smiled at him, seemingly unaware at what he was about to do. As she leaned forward to pet him again, he lunged for her and bit her on her shoulder, sinking his teeth in and making sure she got enough of the werewolf DNA inside her. She fell unconscious after that, and Jason transformed back into human form, pulling on his cargo pants and sighing at his destroyed shirt on the ground. Lifting the girl into his arms, he carried her back to the Mollohan pack housing. He called out to his packmates and they answered, his alpha coming forward to see him. Shaking her head, she led Jason to an empty room.
"Why?" She had asked him. He had looked away from her, unable to answer. How could he even begin to explain his reasons for turning a human girl?
After that, Haven Lovett as she was called was accepted into the pack. Despite her status as mutt, his packmates knew that they could never mess with her if they wanted to survive, so they grew to like her. She hated him of course, and it hurt him to see her so upset. Over time, a bond between them formed and they could feel when the other was injured or otherwise in trouble. Not only that, but they became close friends, and Haven stole the only warm spot Jason had left in his heart.
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