Joe Brooka was 16 when it happen. It was fall of 2010, only a week into his 10th grade year of high school when he start the day feeling off. His head was throbbing and his nose hurt from all the strong scents. he went to school but as the day went on it got worse. His head ace grew as he sat in noisy classes or when he had to listen to the awful music one of his teachers played on the radio.

It finally came to a head when he arrived home from school and his mother kept questioning him, asking if 'he was ok?' was he 'on drugs'. He snapped and within moments the 6.1 teen boy was gone and in his place stood a 7.2 brown furred werewolf who quickly ran out of the house and into the forest. He did not under stand any of this and that led to his fear while he ran deeper into the forest.

By night fall he sat alone and as the full moon rose. A compelling feeling filled him as he stood on his now pawed feet and looked up to the moon. He did not understand what had happen to him; but as the moon light shined down though the trees and onto him he knew that it was for the best. He felt right like this, and knew that he would be accepted by thoughts who were closet to him.

A commission I got today of my sona JoeWolf. (And yes his birth name is Joe Brooka) It gives a little back story of him. Joe was raised human for his parents and family believe him to be human and not a werewolf. None of his siblings or his parents are werewolves so his cousins take him in for a few months to train him and let him understand his new werewolf side. Tho almost all werewolves who are born a werewolf shift some time around 10 to 13 Joe was 16 thus all his peers have better control and are more trained then him.

There are a lot of this people might notice of Joe in this pic. He is a bit thinner and he is not a fully grown werewolf. He also has NO gray fur at this age. That will be explained in another pic i plan to get done of why has none yet.

JoeWolf belongs to me ^^

Art by  wolfthings