Rosewood II: Incarceration (CLOSED)

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(lol XD and then she was naked sitting on a rock and im like O-O)

[Tangerine Scream]

(( *Starts eating snow* Yummeh! It like a snowcone! - wait - SNOW cone!!! O-O
I'll post for miss Ginny in a second...

Anybody listen to stuff like this: Hot Challe Rae ))

[Kotayle]

((Uhm yes I love celle!))

[viva la vida;]

{ *Thanks Koty Then pelts Tang with Snow* It's GOOD! Uh, I mean, yay. xD OH! Gueswhatguesswhatguesswhat? I have a twist for the story. It's gonna be pretty epic. xD }

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(what is it?)

[Tangerine Scream]

Ginny’s eyes were set on the squirming girl who was obviously shifting for the first time. The were couldn’t not help but shudder and step away slightly, as if the shifting pains were contagious and could be easily caught. Ginny remembered shifting for the first time, it was like her body was being pulled and stretched here and there, but the pressure was intensely horrible, as if every bone in her body was going to break. Her heart seemed to warm up slightly when she thought of her sister, holding her hand, or paw rather, as she shifted into a canine. As her spine curved into an unnatural position, as her organs moved to the correct spots of her elongated ribcage. Ella closed her eyes attempting to shut out the painful memories of the Shift and after the first time she shifted. She realized she was so week that she wasn’t able to walk properly after a week. But she remembered her sister. She was close to death. Ginny could remember how pale her Spanish tan was, how her eyes barely opened, how her hair was dry and dead. Ginny had always been stronger than her older sister, even during the Shift. "I think Ryuu's got it." West’s voice hit the big ears of the gangly red wolf, and her head shot up in surprise. She was lost in her dark bedroom, crying aloud, clutched Padme’s hand. She never really understood what was going on until Padme’s wedding was destroyed by men with tranquilizers, claiming that Ms. Cruz was a werewolf. It skipped a generation, it hit the girls. Gramma Tusula had died before Padme’s birth. They never had the comfort of another werewolf. It was just them.

Now Gineva was in a camp – full of her own kind. Actually falling for a boy who was at least 2 years older than her mere 16 years of age. But she couldn’t help that she was falling in – love? – that she was falling in like for this boy named West. Just as she couldn’t help that she was a werewolf. She must have still been deep in thought, because West had drew closer to her, causing her wolf cheeks to glow red and warm up. She stared hard at the ground, a small smile curling up on her muzzle. A shy smile. Crackle of thunder overhead, Ginny’s head popped up again and she tilted her head at the sky, grinning. It wasn’t the same smile at she had shot at West, it was a thrilled smile, ultimate joy. She glanced down at West’s form, but he was already running forward, into the trees. Deciding this was the time to follow, Ginny barked in joy and lunged after him. Her muscles rippling under her glowing auburn fur.

“Where is he…?” She muttered to herself before skidding to a stop and could help but laugh at him. She walked up to him, confidence that she had in her werewolf form, was burning on her face. Mama always told her to be confident around boys, Papa told her to be shy. Padme told her to be herself. She winked, and flicked her tail under his nose, before giggling and running away from him; her feet barely touched the forest foliage.

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(wow ginnys face is so flowery XD)

[viva la vida;]

● W e s t ● J a c o b ● J a c k s o n ●

[ ιт тaĸeѕ coυrage тo grow υp and тυrn oυт тo вe wнo yoυ really are. ]

It took him by surprise when Ginny showed such... Confidence. It looked very attractive on her, as the gorgeous red wolf smiled at him. It took West's breath away, made Jake stop and stare. It was all clear now: that her personality was ten times as beautiful as her exterior. Holy crud. As Ginny ran in the opposite direction, the male wolf sprinted after her, as fast as West's legs could carry him. Soon enough, the male caught up to her, and tackle her, straight over a hill.

Down, down, down, they fell. The black male true to catchte rocks the wrong way instead of Ginny, knowing her pain would hurt three times as much as his own. The world was a blur around him, everything but Ginny. The way her dur was put perfectly, Ella's beautiful eyes, her soft smile. It was in frozen in West's eyes. She was the one.

The two wolves finally came to a stop, and Jake was riddled with stones, though Ginny seemed all right. West was plastered with mud, and had his paws near Ginny's shoulders. "My bad. Are you alright?" the male said, concern filling his voice.

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Jace nodded and sighed "i had someone like that.." he watched her run off and chuckled "and thats what she did expect i knew her longer..." he smiled as he watched her run off, he leaned against a trree in the shdows and stood there with his eyes closed but his hearing was alert

Amy was in mid kiss with Ashton untill Maxx came back in anger rose through her, did this girl not get it?, she belonged to Ashton now and there was no way she was going to let another one of her lovers get taken away by a blond or anyone, she was tired of it untill she felt pain in her stomach and cringed, she fell to her knees squeezing her arms as the baby moved and kicked around

[Tangerine Scream]

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Ginny laughed as he followed but she didn’t know he would tackle her. It did seem like a very flirtatious thing to do at the time, but falling down a steep hill wasn’t exactly graceful. She barked in surprise as they both hit the bottom on the miniature mountain. Rising clumsily to her feet, Ginny shook out her pelt, licking a bleeding knick on her leg. Beside this she made it out fine. She moved away in surprise feeling West’s paws on her shoulders, she shook him off, raising an eyebrow and shifting into her human form, checking her legs for any scratches. She sat down on a boulder, and crossed her already chilled arms across her chest. She clicked her tongue and shook her mane of golden curl, laughing light. Sister like sister, they shared the same effortless, musical laugh.

“What th’ bloody hell were you thinking, man?” She asked, lightly. Her sharp eyes on his face, narrowing slightly but teasingly. Her laughter lines crinkled up again as she threw back her head and laughed aloud. “You’re damn crazy, you are.” Although her voice was thickly accented Spanish, her word came out England English. For she thought American’s spoke England English. She tilted her head at him and said lightly, shrugging, “I s’pose I never introduce myself to ya. I’m Ella Gineva Tusla Cruz, but if you called me Ginny, tha’d be spot on. Oh – an’ ya – I’m fine. It’d be you I’d worry ‘bout.” She giggled again, she fine cheeks turning red once more. She picked some pebbles out of her hands, this gave her a good excuse to look away from him.

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