I'm usually a pretty easy going guy. Unless my temper arises and gets the better of me. Best way to do that is to mess with my younger siblings or my cousins. You'll definitely see the wolf in me since I can grow violent then. Otherwise I'm carefree, enjoy spending time with my family and friends. Running as a human is one of my favorite pastimes. Not that I need it to keep in shape being a werewolf. I can eat as much as I like and I'm still all muscle. I can be very protective of my younger siblings. When they are working in the bar I keep an eye on them so that none of the customers mess with them. Especially mys sisters. Any of the girls for that matter.

[smear:#7ce619]Positive Traits:[/smear:#9b19e6:0]
1)Passionate: Being capable of or expressing deep feeling.
2)Honorable: Characterized by noble principles; displaying integrity.
3)Intelligent: Having a high mental capacity; cerebral.
4)Nurturing: Having the desire and ability to nourish and further the development of others.
5)Wholesome: Being of high moral fiber; having a good influence on others.
6)Protective: Inclined to safeguard, shield, or carefully supervise the persons or items in one's charge.

[smear:#9b19e6]Negative Traits:[/smear:#7ce619:0]
1)Stubborn: Unyielding or obstinate.
2)Perfectionist: Perceiving anything less than perfection as failure.
3)Mischievous: Maliciously or impishly troublesome.
4)Temperamental: Marked by unpredictable changes in mood.
5)Violent: Using physical force to intimidate, abuse, or cause injury.
6)Workaholic: Someone who works compulsively, sacrificing other interests and responsibilities.

It was a nice warm day the day I was born. September 19th to be exact. Mom was out and about in the french quarter shopping with her sisters. My Aunts Kayla and Laura, and their sister in law Athena. There might of been a few more ladies out with them. Not for sure, but mom's water broke as they were walking through the market area. They barely got her back to Sanctuary, before I came barreling into this world. Barely across the threshold. Mom gets after me about wanting to come so quickly into this world. Couldn't even wait still she got to her room and her bed.

She was overdue with me and they though if she got out and about walking around she'd go into labor. Well I guess she definitely did. After me mom had trouble conceiving and she was about to give up till she got pregnant with my little brother Huck and had him three years after me. After that it was another four years before she was able to conceive again, and this time around it was triplets. Two girls and a boy. Ashleigh, Tianna, and Larson. Mom said she was done now after five kids. When the triplets were ten she came up pregnant again much to her shock. She gave birth to my baby brother Sawyer who is now seven. Said she didn't want my aunt Kayla to go through her pregnancy alone this time. At least that's all she could come up with.

Growing up with the pack and with the covenant was a normal childhood for me. Spending time with my friends and family. Being in the French Quarter our pack was pretty well protected so we didn't have much of a problem with hunters. I never strayed away from the pack or the covenant to find friendships. I was happy with my friends, and never felt the need for more.

My first glimpse of death was my uncle Thorn's wife, my Aunt Athena. I was eight years old, and she died having my cousin Skyler who is now sixteen. There had been complications I guess and she just didn't survive. She'd had trouble with her two pregnancies before, and been warned she shouldn't have anymore, but she still wanted a daughter. Unfortunately that dream was short lived as she only got to hold my cousin for a few minutes, before she passed away.

Shortly after my sixteenth birthday on the first full moon I changed into a werewolf for the first time. I was the first of my cousins to be able to do so. As I was the oldest grandchild by a year. On both sides of the family. It was a thrill even with the pain of changing for the first time. Between running as a human and as a werewolf I was in my element. Every morning since I was around eight or nine I get up at six and go for a run around the quarter. If I miss a day I have people calling and asking me if I'm sick or got hurt.

One of my favorite times of the year is Mardi Gras. Sanctuary always has a float to join in the parades. Most of the pack even the elders get involved in helping build it. I've got quite a collection of beads built up from over the years. Keeping the best of them each year and have them hanging in my room. It's always a lot of fun when we come together to do things.

Sanctuary hosted a big New Years Eve Party this year. I was busy all night long bartending with my cousin Valerian. Others stepped into help if it got to much for us to handle, but that wasn't often. Everything was going good, and the countdown went down to one. That's when the earth started trembling. To my horror we were having an earthquake. Which was really rare for here in New Orleans. When we came too, and went outside nothing was the same. We definitely weren't in New Orleans any longer. Others were coming out gaping as they looked around. This is just the beginning of a new life and a fight for our lives.

Jordan was grinning, and he started to say something, but got a weird look on his face as he was definitely thinking now. Images of the food were coming to mind, but he couldn’t for the life of him think of the names of the establishments the food was at. Now that he thought about it parts of it were blurry, but for the memory of the food and how it tasted. Thinking some more he let out a laugh. “Now that I think about it I can tell you the foods, but not the places.” He smirked as he chuckled a little more. “Cause we usually hit them after our pub run even though we eat a bunch while at the pub.” He was trying to piece together where they went after their pub run. He knew his wallet was usually empty the mornings after. The bar tab was only paid once a month so it hadn’t all been spent there either. “Well there is a Shepherd's pie to die for, at one of the places. Another has some excellent Applewood smoked BBQ Ribs. Oh there’s the lemon-herbed chicken that seems to melt in your mouth. There’s a sticky toffee pudding somewhere too that blows your mind.” He stopped to think some more about the food. “Josh always gets the steak and Kidney pie somewhere that’s in a bread bowl. I hate the kidney part though.” He admitted, but if it was something she liked. “Oh there’s Cornish pasties that are awesome, uhh somewhere too.” He furrowed his brow knowing they had to be here in Diagon Alley somewhere. He knew if he looked he’d recognize the place, but he still couldn’t think of the names of the places. “Hey you should join us for a pub night sometimes! Almost every one there is a Quidditch player or in the business of Quidditch. It’s not very well known in the community though to be honest. It’s been around for years though, cause my dad and his buddies used to hang out there. He’s the one who told us about it.” He grinned at her.

Jordan laughed hearing her and shook his head. He had more than his share of Quidditch things. He didn’t think he had better admit that though. Especially when he kept adding to it. Though the place where he and his brothers lived was more than big enough for it. Their friends were always crashing at their place. “Never know when something new might come in handy.” Was all he said to that. He grinned widely at her. “No definitely no lover. The youngest of the Matheson’s. Drew and Angel. Angel has her own Quidditch gear and clothes, but ours just seem to disappear and show up later with her either carrying it or wearing it. Since that’s been happening since she was little we are used to it now, and just replace it.” He shrugged since it was nothing new to him, and would probably still be happening when they were old and gray. “She’s not spoiled either. She works for what she gets the same as us boys. If she’s not thinking about Quidditch she has animals flocking to her.” He knew that could get a little overwhelming at times. He pointed over at the bookshelf in the far corner when she asked about the books. “There’s a whole section of books over there.” He grinned at her wondering if she had a one track mind when she came in here. He definitely didn’t. “Or you could come over and check out our library, and borrow some books.” He offered. He could spend hours in this store, and go back looking again seeing something he had missed the first time. Which sometimes wasn’t a good thing cause if it was something cool he’d pick it up for his siblings too. With how much he picked up he had bags full which was hard to get home then. Trying to apparate with that much stuff was unbearable. After losing some of his stuff one time he started taking the knight bus home.

“Follow me darling.” Jordan grinned when she asked about the gloves. He led her over to the gear section and pointed out the display of gloves that they had that was pretty impressive of the new brand Ollie’s Gloves. There were practically every color you could imagine there. “Ollie is a friend of mine. When he comes up with something new he has me and some others try his stuff out. After I try them out if they're good then I send whatever it is to Angel to try out at Hogwarts. If it’s not ready I let Ollie know for sure, and he works on it till he perfects it.” He explained to her. Sometimes it was a lot of fun trying out whatever Ollie came out. Other times it was disastrous. His brother Gregory had ended up at St Mungo's after one of those incidents. His mother had sent him more than one angry howler over that one. What was great was she had sent them to Ollie too telling him he better get his head on straight! “What’s awesome about these gloves too is that they come in one size, but they form to your hands after you put them on. So they are perfect then!” He said handing his items he had picked up to the clerk who came over to take them from him so he could pick up more if he wanted to. He hadn’t even noticed the girl checking him out and giving him a come hither smile.