Matt Kelly, Presence 3 ( Charismatic )
The young Half Moon wandered on to the Tur with his trusty iPod in his ears, the sounds of William Shatner's version of Common People slipping out occasionally to attack ... errr grace ... the ears of anyone paying attention to handsome dark haired young man. His head nods along with the music, his mouth forming the words because, well because you will never understand how it feels to live your life with no meaning or control ... opps.
He catches the feeling of the other Predator and a friendly smile appears on his face and he nods to the new arrival.
While Matt knew that the HOG seemed to have a good core group together and that the other packs needed fresh wolves, he still came by the Tur to check up on who was in town. Mainly looking for other Children of Red Wolf but also to offer a hand or a friendly word to any new arrival. He still remembered his time alone when he got to Sacramento and had resolved to do something to help out the other noobs.
After all they would soon learn just how fucked everything was, might as well have a good first experience right?
"Hey you new in town?" He asks the girl in his strong New England accent. Seriously don't ask him about the Red Sox.