JonathanBair
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Jon had ran away from home in a small alaskan city at age of 12 in 1996. He fallowed a stream that led him far from home and to a lake deep in the wood. It was getting to be late summer and early fall he knew no one normally would be out in the woods at this time of the year. He found there was 1 cabin near by that showed some signs of usage but they where old with dust covering the floor. Jon went to a hill top and made him self a little fort out of branches and then covered it with pine branches. When fall came he added a second wall on the out side a few inches away and then filled it in with all the leafs he could pack in there before covering his new home with the second layer. He knew he was going to need it for the winter in south alaska. The next spring he noticed a old man and talked to him. Jon asked the old man never to speak of him to anyone. Jon stopped counting days only the seasons.
As the old man got older and his hair turned white he started to miss years. Then the old man stopped coming. Jon had always watched over the cabin keeping bears and the odd wolf away.
On day Jon was on his way to check his traps when he seen a vehicle coming down a old dirt road that had now the grass has taken over. Jon knew they could be going to one place. The old mans cabin. Jon has a rifle slung over his shoulder and pistil in a holster on his hip. The pistil was to scare bears away, the rifle was for shooting animals if he needed them for food. Jon made his way down the treeline by the cabin to see what this new vehicle was doing. He knew it wasn't the old man's and he lot track how meany winters it has been with the old man's visit.
Jon don't know it but he stands 5'10 and weights 240 pounds with brown hair to his shoulders. He is 32 years old.
As the old man got older and his hair turned white he started to miss years. Then the old man stopped coming. Jon had always watched over the cabin keeping bears and the odd wolf away.
On day Jon was on his way to check his traps when he seen a vehicle coming down a old dirt road that had now the grass has taken over. Jon knew they could be going to one place. The old mans cabin. Jon has a rifle slung over his shoulder and pistil in a holster on his hip. The pistil was to scare bears away, the rifle was for shooting animals if he needed them for food. Jon made his way down the treeline by the cabin to see what this new vehicle was doing. He knew it wasn't the old man's and he lot track how meany winters it has been with the old man's visit.
Jon don't know it but he stands 5'10 and weights 240 pounds with brown hair to his shoulders. He is 32 years old.
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