Dαяк σƒ Nιgнт (Open and Accepting)

[Mystic]

☼ ≈ D o m i n i c ≈ ☼
Following Taylor's lead, Dominic quickly shifted into his wolf form. A black wolf with a white underbelly and green eyes that were highlighted by the colouring of his fur. Everything became so clear to him. The vibrant green leaves of the evergreen trees. The damp soil underneath his paws. It felt like heaven, and soon he was dashing after Taylor, laughter trailing after him.

♥ ≈ P e y t o n ≈ ♥
Peyton didn't say a word as she started to run after the other werewolves, shifting into her wolf form as she ran. She easily picked up the pace after the black wolf and the silvery white one, and soon she was laughing along with Dominic as they raced into the trees, her light brown coat glimmering as the sun danced across her body.

[skye.]

{*|J u s t i n|*}

|Feeling: Hungry|With:Everyone|Single|

Justin watched them both run ahead of him, leaving him behind. He barked and chased after them, soon catching up. He could sense everything now. He wished he could have a wolf's senses while he was a human. It'd be so much easier if that was possible.

[Corporal Rivaille]

Taylor barked in glee as she bounded forward, the feel of the sunlight soaking into her fur making her feel drowsy, but the feel of the moist dirt under her paws making her feel alive and awake. The she-wolf yipped as she nipped at Dominic's heels before dashing in front of him and bumping into Peyton and Justin.

[SnowFiery]

Aubrey
She realeased it's tail before swatting it onto it's side. Then holding it's tail again. She lifted her head as she heard paw steps. She realeased the squirrel and stood up

[skye.]

{*|J u s t i n|*}

|Feeling: Hungry|With:Everyone|Single|

Justin felt Taylor bump into him but showed no response whatsoever, except with a flick of his ears. He slowed down, seeing Aubrey. He was now walking towards her now, sniffing the air when he caught a strong scent of squirrel.

[SnowFiery]

Aubrey
Her eyes glowed with excitement. Once everyone was in her veiw and she was sure she was in theirs. She took off into the woods. Watching the flowers as she passed them

[skye.]

{*|J u s t i n|*}

|Feeling: Hungry|With:Everyone|Single|

Justin shook his silvery-grey pelt and ran after Aubrey, dodging a bush. He was pretty close to Aubrey, and wanted to pounce on her. But of course, he could do that after. Once they stopped running, actually. He looked around his shoulder to see Taylor, Dominic, and Peyton following.

[SnowFiery]

Aubrey
She smiled and leaped overs rather large fallen tree. She slowed to a stop and looked around. The flowers all different colors and smells. The trees all different heights. It was just beautiful

[∞✦∞ Kat ✦ Marc ∞✦∞]

Relaxing in her room, Cara closes her eyes and tips her head back, her hair framing her pale face as her head thrums in time with the blasting Skillet. Meaningless lyrics float in and out of her head as she quietly runs a long, slender finger down the black coverlet. The sunlight peers into her small attic room through the tiny window, a beacon of happiness that promised the world but gaze nothing but a quiet kiss to Cara's face. A little smile graces her lips as she soaks in the soft beams of light.

As a quiet kid, Max never really was noticed. Blending in was a specialty of his, and he appreciated it. He slipped out of the busy main room, and quietly shut the back door behind him. He awkwardly clambers up a tree, eyes downcast. A subtle pang in the back of his throat confirmed his earlier thought. As silent tears ran their course down his ghostly-white face, his fingers clutched onto the branch supporting his weight like if he left go he might die. Racked with silent sobs, his eyes squeeze shut and he curls into a ball in the hollow of the tree.

Clad in her wolf skin, Olivia bounds through the forest, paws thrumming against the ground as she sprints through the forest. Fresh, bright smells rush into her nostrils, and she breaths them all in again, glad to be free. Her skin tingles where her fur is rippled and tugged by the wind, and her ears are swiveling and turning, taking in every sound.

Jake sits in the shadows of a huge oak tree, shavings of wood sprinkled across his lap and chest. His eyes, half-shut with concentration, peer at a sliver of wood in his hand. The very tip of a silver pocketknife flicks in and out of the wood, flashing in the dappled sunlight the shines through the leaves of the oak. In a rush, Olivia sprints past him, causing him to start and prick his finger on the knife's edge. cursing, he gets up and starts the long walk back to the pack's house, sucking on the little cut on his finger.

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((Hey, I was wondering if you`re still open and if so, can I use my own form?))