Jack was not in the best mood as he entered the room for the meeting. As it started he sighed, he knew he had to be here but the owl of his mother suddenly becoming deathly ill was weighing on his mind. Still he listened as best he could and when his turn came he followed the instructions. He took a deep breath and said gruffly, "Hi, I'm Jack Berusen, I work in the werewolf registry unit of the Ministry of Magic. I chose the color green because it represents life. As for my experience, grew up around magical creatures in a sanctuary in the country in the United States with my, uh, parents, I'm done" Jack stopped abruptly and sat down. He had no idea how much longer he could force himself to stay here, but he was going to try.