Who's Afraid Of The Big Bad Wolf?

[Pika~Kirby]

Aironline was walking in the village. She didn't care if anyone looked at her or anything. She just wanted to find somewhere peaceful to have some alone time. She didn't often walk in the village but today she was feeling a tiny bit braver than often.

[VanWen]

Brander burst into the village, his grey coat dark with sweat and his eyes white with fear. He reared as a person opened a door before bolting right past Aironline and into the barn nearby. He shot into his stall and stood there shivering and with his head held high. Scout followed looking miserable and stopped just outside the barn, he lay down with his ears flat against his head whimpering sadly for Arowin.

[Pika~Kirby]

Airoline had seen Brander and wondered why he was in such a hurry. She had never seen someone run as fast as that before but then again she hardly see's anyone running since she hardly gets outside. She pushed the thought out her head and continued walking.

[Mystic]

Anabelle gasped in surprise as she was tackled to the ground by.. something. Her head hit the dirt with a light thud, her head spinning from the impact. She groaned in pain as she rubbed her head, her silky brown hair full of soft green leaves and twigs. She looked up to see another wolf get thrown against the tree across from her, making the bark on the tree splinter from the impact. She snapped out of her daze as she heard the tree give out a light crack.
She growled at the limp clump of fur on the ground, standing up and looking down at it with slight anger. She brushed her hands through her hair, picking out the twigs and leaves, returning it to its normal, wavy state. She glanced at Chase's wolf form, smiling in appreciation and reaching out to scruff his fur. "Thanks Chase, you just saved me from a concussion." Her light brown eyes flitted back to the other wolf in caution.

[hachi.]

Isabella gave a sharp bark calling for Chases help

[YouMeAtTheHorizon]

Human

[b]Name
Stephanie 'Steph' Louise Thorn
Gender
Female
Age
19
Personality
Stephanie Louise Thorn is not your average teenaged female. For she is as unpredictable as the sea or a wild animal. With her fiery tongue and quick temper, Steph has never found it easy to make friends. She has a lot of enemies but she could not really care much for being liked and will never change herself for anyone. A lot of people dislike Stephanie for her nasty temper and stubborn nature but there are some few who will bear with her in one of her destructive moods for her rare smile and sweet personality.
When Stephanie is not spitting out harsh words, she can be incredibly sweet and laid-back and will go out of her way to help anyone, even if they hate her guts. But she tends to be in foul moods more often.

History
Stephanie's mother was a maiden chosen to be killed by the werewolf. Even though she was pregnant, she was only 15 and was the youngest girl there, so they sacraficed her. Before she was taken, she gave birth to Steph. Stephanie was raised by her Grandmother and no-one know's who her father is. At the age of 13, Stephanie was also chosen to be the werewolf's dinner but her Grandmother protested because she'd already lost one daughter. Stephanie was allowed to live and has never been chosen again.
Description
Stephanie is under average height at 4 “9. Her naturally tanned skin blends in well with her honey coloured blonde hair to her skinny waist. Her natural hair style is wavy though she straightens it for vanity and attention. Never seen without her sunglasses, Stephanie’s eye colour is a mystery to most people though it is ice blue, a contrast to her golden colour.
Unhealthily slim, Stephanie was once anorexic and is never seen eating, though at home she consumed small portions. Steph is not concerned of her weight much but for some reason she liked the hunger pains and stopped eating, par from a pasta meal a day.
Stephanie is usually seen in pale pink colours and wears alot of flowers in her hair, for some strange control issue.

Job
Stable-hand
Crush
Open
BF/GF/Husband/Wife
Open
Other
Nothing
Comments & Suggestions
Sorry if this form is unacceptable.

Werewolf


Name
Erik Night
Gender
Male
Age
21
Personality
Erik is a nice guy and hates holding grudges. He prefers not to argue the toss but isn't the kind of guy you can push around either. he really hates being underestimated and being told what to do. Rules don't agree with him and he rarely follows them.
Nevertheless, he isn't a bad guy and will always been on the right and justifal side. If he cares for you, he will always stick up for you. He's the kind of guy you want on your side during a fight, mentally or pyshically.
Erik is a ladie's man and although a bit of a flirt, he will stay faithful to you. He is honest and will never lie unless it keeps everyone safe and happy. He will lie to keep a friend or loved one out of trouble and will always have your back.

History
When he was out hunting for the werewolf once, as a foolish teenage boy trying to impress a girl, he got into deep water and was bit by a werewolf. He's been one for quite a while and has grown use to the shifts though he trys to avoid eating the maidens the village so willingly sacrafice.
Crush
Isabella
BF/GF/Husband/Wife
Open
Other
He doesn't have the mask as in the image.
Comments & Suggestions
Hope I'm accepted!

[/b]

[VanWen]

Chase nipped playfully at Anabelle's hand. He winked at her and sat down. His ears pricked at the sound of Izzy calling and an annoyed look crossed his face. The corner of his mouth lifted in a half sneer, maybe he could just ignore her but then the mental image of that ginger with the silver dagger pushed the thought out of his mind. He morphed back quickly and looked at Anabelle, "We better hurry." he said before running to where Izzy was.





Arowin took a chance and lunged at the werewolf in her human form. She slashed at her with her dagger and forced her to the ground before sprinting off towards the town. She wasnt far now and she desperatly pushed her legs for just one more burst of speed.

ooc:
Accepted! Welcome to the rp.

[hachi.]

(Oh wow, I have two people crushing on me!)

Isabella flinched quickly morphed and even though her shoulder had a deep slash in it, she chased after Arowin, she lept pinning her down snarling

[YouMeAtTheHorizon]

(Thankyou, where should I jump In?)

[Mystic]

Anabelle laughed at Chase's flirty attitude, scratching his soft head with affection. Suddenly, she heard Isabella bark for help, instantly snapping out of her playfulness. A quiet growl escaped her mouth as she thought of the red headed woman and her dagger. As soon as Chase lept into action, she ran after him, her hair whipping as she ran past him, her legs working there hardest to get there faster. She got there intime to see the human swipe at Isabella with her sharp knife, the metal gleaming from the movement. Anabelle's eyes widenend in surprise, leaping forward and coming to her friends aid.
She quickly morphed as she saw Isabella dash after the hunter, her body a blur of fur. Anabelle's paws dug into the ground as she ran forward, her snowy white fur shining in the suns rays as she passed big oak trees and weeping willows, the sunlight splashing the ground from the gaps in the canopy of trees.