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Charlotte Jamison | Leader | The Flock

Charlotte awoke on a bright sunny day, hoping, just hoping, that no Erasers would track them and attack today. She honestly needed a break. Her muscles were sore from all the strain, and she was just plain tired. Pushing herself out of her warm and comforting bed, she pulled on a grey t-shirt, and a pair of athletic shorts. Charlotte ran a hand through her platinum blonde hair, her turquoise eyes half closed. Pushing the tent flap open, Charlotte greeted the day The Flock had ahead of them. You could say that 'mornings were kind of okay with Charlotte'. The rest of The Flock still hadn't woken up, so she could have some peace and quiet for a little bit, until they woke up.

Her feet met the hot red/orange rock of the Grand Canyon, where they had just set up camp last night. Here, they surely could have an easy way to escape, if any Erasers decided to launch an attack, being the leader of The Flock, Charlotte was the boss. The head. The Alpha. She got to boss people around. If you think that being the Leader is easy, think again. Charlotte got almost no sleep, and had to yell a ton. The bad thing was, Jake was her cousin, and he would stop at nothing to kill her once and for all.

Having a pack of human and wolf mutants on your tail all the time was enough for Charlotte, but there was more. The Flock. Apparently, it was her duty to boss them around and do all that other junk. To her, it just sounded like she would have to be mean, and make the other teens do things. Guess what? That was exactly what happened.

Jake | Leader | Eraser

Jake cursed. They missed The stupid Flock again. That was the third time in a month. At the rate they were going, nothing would be done, and the Boss surely would have him killed. Being Charlotte's cousin wasn't easy. He knew absolutely nothing about her. He only knew that she was the Leader of The Flock, and was a butt kicking good fighter.

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((- B U M P -))

[LoBane]

Luke yawned as he woke up. He got out of his bed and dressed in a red t-shirt and black sweat pants. He shook his head and his hair smoothed down. He took a piece of gum out of his pack and chewed it. It was his favorite flavor, Chocolate Chip Mint. Luke didn't know why he liked it so much, he just did. He went to find Charlotte so they could discuss the day.

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Charlotte Jamison | Leader | The Flock

Charlotte decided to take some advantage of her time, while she was alone. She pulled some eggs and bacon out of one of her backpacks, and got a fire starting. Psh...who would think it was weird for some camper to start a fire? Exactly. No reason. She poured a bit of oil into the pan, and put the bacon slices in it, watching them sizzle and die...not literally, of course. While the bacon was cooling on a paper plate, she started to fry to eggs, using her "superior" cooking skills. Cooking really wasn't her thing. Fighting was more like it. Fighting and yelling.

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(( BRB, dinner.))

[LoBane]

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Lanu M.| Head Fighter| The Flock

Seducive

Lanu woke up and stretched to a wonderful scent, bacon frying. She was afraid who made it, but either way, OMG BACON! She tore up, and slapped on a pair of knee-length skinny jeans, and a light blue flowy tank-top with a swirling design on it. She stretched out and combed out her hair, glad that she had washed it last night, now it was silky soft and sparkling in the bright sun. She pulled it into a high ponytail and walked over to Charlotte, pulling on some Converse sneakers as she hopped over.

She flopped down next to Charlotte and said, "Hey, Char. Can I have some?" she pointed to the frying food. She tied the laces of her shoes while waiting for an answer from her friend. "Seen any Erasers latly?" She asked, looking around.

OOC: whim, I made a male charrie, can you check him out? He's with Laney

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Charlotte Jamison || Leader || The Flock

Charlotte looked up from the pan, when Lane came over. She was staring at the bacon, not letting it burn. Let's face the truth, shall we? She wasn't good at cooking. Whenever she looked away, things always got burned, or set on fire. "It's not done yet." she said, pulling a map out of her back pocket, and examining it. The Flock was currently located on the edge of the Grand Canyon. "No, but don't get your hopes up." Charlotte replied, spooning equal amounts onto the paper plates. As much as she hated it, Charlotte had to be fair, and give the same amount to everyone, even though everyone probably knew that she worked the hardest out of all of them.