Criss Derek Wolfe ~ [ rogue Alpha male ]

[master-of-snow]

❝ Woah! Since when was this journal up about me?! ❞

Criss Derek Wolfe

werewolf :: rogue ALPHA

[master-of-snow]

it's gettin' hot in here
so take off all your clothes . . . so take off all your clothes

NAME
tab ➻ Criss Derek Wolfe

AGE
tab ➻ twenty - five

GENDER
tab ➻ well, let's see, I dangle. I'm a male -- DUH!

SEXUALITY
tab ➻ metrosexual and pansexual.

EYE & HAIR
tab ➻ human = brown eyes, brunette hair
tab ➻ wolf = golden eyes, golden brown hair
tab ➻ werewolf = red eyes with a thick gold ring, dark DARK brown hair

WOLF FORMS
tab ➻ wolf form // werewolf form

WOLF STATUS
tab ➻ Alpha ( rogue )

[master-of-snow]

walk walk fashion baby
work it move that b***h crazy . . . work it move that b***h crazy

History of My Life
-editing-

Personality-Wise
Well, I guess one could say that I'm a kind guy. I'm smart as well. Sometimes I may be a bit cocky, but . . . well, who isn't nowadays? Sure, I'm filled with some pride now and then, but once again, that's human nature . . . oh, wait, I'm not human anymore. Oh well. At least I have a lovely man with me. I'm a very good cuddle buddy too -- I'm very warm, temperature and personality wise.

[master-of-snow]

hey there Delilah
what's it like in NYC? what's it like in NYC?

Likes
tab ✓ playing sports.
tab ✓ sun shiny days.
tab ✓ boys and girls, duh.
tab ✓ running around with the breeze blowing through my hair.
tab ✓ having someone love me and having someone to love in return . . .

DIS-Likes
tab ✗ constant rain storms day in and out.
tab ✗ the constant feeling of the need to catch when something is thrown in the woods.
tab ✗ my full werewolf form -- not a pleasant thing to feast one's eyes on.
tab ✗ The mother vampire -- she tried to kill me, after all.

Love These Things!
tab ♥ Sylar Zatara -- the love of my life!
tab ♥ being an alpha.

[master-of-snow]

ignite the light
and let it shine . . . and let it shine

Friends

first name last name
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I'll eat you up
so yum yum . . . so yum yum

Enemies

first name last name
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hey foxy latey
will you come and date me . . . will you come and date me

Lover

Sylar Zatara
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[master-of-snow]

Criss Derek Wolfe
the rogue ALPHA the rogue ALPHA

Criss was sleeping happily right in his spot on the bed. He slept with Sylar almost every single night, unless it was during the time where . . . well, he was not his complete self. Basically, during the cycles of the full moon. Oh, how Criss disliked that time of the month -- he hated it with a passion. He was a sweet guy most of the time though -- a big cuddle puppy, snuggling up to the male that he loved so much.

He was curled up on the bottom of the bed, his foot twitching as it did whenever a dog had a dream about running or moving. He soon started to open his beautiful eyes, his beautiful brown eyes that peeked through his dark chestnut brown locks. He then parted his soft lips, yawning quietly as he took a deep breath. He sat up, stretching his arms out before him, arching his back up to get all the kinks out from last night's slumber. He then groaned, his back cracking and crinkling until all the kinks had finished getting out. He then finally sat up, looking over to Sylar, smiling as he then laid down next to Sylar.

Slipping his hand under the other's back, he pulled him close, kissing his cheek. "Sy . . . time to wake . . ." he said, kissing his lips then, trying to get the other to wake up. Once more he planted a soft kiss on the other's lips before he slipped his hand back under the other, getting off of the bed now as he went to where he kept his clothes -- on one drawer of Sylar's dresser. Well, there were a few things hanging up in the closet, as well, but that was all right.

Finally, Criss got dressed, before he went and kneeled next to Sylar's side of the bed. "Please . . . I always wake up before you . . . wake up . . . wake up!" he said, pouting. At the moment, his wolf ears had popped out, as well as his tail. His tail was wagging back and forth, waiting for Sylar to wake up.

Oh, how he wished Sylar would wake up!


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