A bit smug for his own good, Petre likes to think he's done it all, but is willing to do anything twice. Six feet and some, though he tends to slouch a bit, fairly muscular. Wears a worn pair of olive green cargo shorts. One side to a coin, the other being Lith.
He's recently gone and started a pack. Those who join will be lovingly referred to as his bitch. Nothing fancy or formal, it's just folks he runs with and rides.
The details:
Gender: Male
Race: Dog, Brown Mutt (Lycanthrope)
Preference: Mainly things with tits, but it depends on his mood
Likes to: Give rough humpings, hunt and capture, bite, make critters scream around twelve inches of dog cock
Mates: None, not really looking.
Masters: None
Pets: Audrey
Pack: Nighteyes, King.
More details of perversion available here.
A scavenged extra image, more inspirational to the weredog's image than indicative:
Art, of course, by Adam Wan, all rights are his.
A generously provided commission of our favorite weredog:
Art by the talented and kind Snowbunny.
And a note on the name: Petre is a variation of Peter, and can be pronounced the same.
More precisely, Petre and Peter are both variations on the Latin interpretation "petra" of the Greek word Petros. Pronouncing his name the same as Peter is good enough, but pronouncing the first symbol with a soft A sound, halfway between Pay and Pet, is also accurate. Pronouncing the second syllable as anything besides an "er," however, is not the intended use of the name.