Name: Johnathan Mercer
Nickname: John/Johnny/Cowboy
Age: 24
Species: Werewolf
Looks:
John stands at 6'1' with a thin, slightly muscular build. His curly hair is cut relatively short, and his eyes are a piercing blue. A true cowboy, John never leaves anywhere without his Stetson and his favorite pair of boots. He also likes to keep it simple, wearing a flannel or denim shirt with the sleeves rolled up and a pair of blue jeans. His arms are covered in tattoos, two of which are memorials to his human mother who died of cancer when he was a little boy, and his friend who committed suicide.
Personality:
John is a lone wolf, harmless until you provoke him. He's always gone his own way and never followed the herd. He may seem imposing at first, but once you get to know him, you realize he's just a simple country boy. He's compassionate and fiercely loyal to those he considers friends or loved ones, going out of his way to do anything for them, even giving his very life if need be. Likewise, John can be very brash and hotheaded. He doesn't take kindly to lies or betrayals, and he CERTAINLY has no tolerance for rudeness or disrespect. He isn't one to back down from a fight either, so watch yourself if you dare to challenge him.
When it comes to relating with others, John tends to be very respectful and friendly, although when it comes to women, he can be a bit of a flirt and a charmer.
Other:
John is a man of simple pleasures. For him, there's no better joy than working his hardest and enjoying what life offers. He loves to be outdoors, whether it's hunting wild game, riding his favorite horse Blackjack through the wilderness, or just spending a night under the stars by a campfire. He also loves the taste of good, strong bourbon and sitting on his front porch watching the sun fade as he picks his grandpa's old guitar. When he's not roaming the town or busy working on his family's ranch, he's usually up to his elbows in grease working on his pickup.
