::d a r k e n e d:: w e r e w o l v e s:: (remake) SL

[Benathorn]

(Well if we are starting all over should we back track all the way to the beginning on the other form or should we still have Aden's mansion as a base? Also should I reintroduce Vincent or should everything that happened at the gala be redone? Sorry for all the question but I am just trying to get a good place to start for you. ^-^')

[e v e n t e r]

{ooc: yeah, you can start with Aidens place as the base, and yeah we will just redo Vincents intro Its no problem }

[Benathorn]

(Ugh e_0...all that writing for his intro was for naught. It's fine though I can just write it again in some other fashion or form, whenever I find the motivation to get myself writing again that is, school takes a toll on my writing abilities unfortunately and dampers my muse but its ok and I will start on it latter tonight then. ^-^;)

[Benathorn]

.: Δ∂ɛи Ɔяσƨƨ :.

Aden searched through the dimly lit library that surrounded him with both old and new texts. He was fingering through an leather book that appeared to be written in old English with the occasional blood spatter on it's yellowed pages. As he flipped through the stained pages he would skim over any names that were affiliated with a man named Vincent Cross and the details pertaining to him. An echoed sound resonated through the mansion that was his abode and deemed the time to be two a.m. in the morning. Looking out a nearby window he could see that the city lights glowed brightly a little farther off then the street that led to his estate. He had never really come here much other then to horde his many collections of books and files but the large three story building was his indeed since he was the last of his family's line to inherit the place. Setting the leather bounded book down gently on a nearby mahogany table he proceeded to walk down the spiraling marbled stairs and made his way outside. The recent murders of the city had been concerning him deeply and Isaac and he were always out every evening gathering what information they could. Tonight though they had acquired an informant, or rather two informants, that they were to meet and extract information from in the most subtle of manners. He and his friend were quite dashing to the females who were so willing to give themselves to them and he would always have a little fun in acquiring info. Although he had been with many beautiful woman, they were all hollow to him and unreal. He had never loved another and was not about to start tonight as he made his way to the Black 'n' Brew to meet up with Isaac.

[e v e n t e r]

☪ Ɔσяα ☪

Werewolf / Female / 20

A darkened figure lurked deep within the shadows of the barren woods near Aden's large mansion. It was a large dull black she-wolf with eyes the prettiest of blue. But, there was something about her. She was not some one to mess with. From her belly and chest, a rumbling low growl, too low for normal human ears, errupted as she paced and finally stopped, seeing Aden step out the front door. The cold air was chilling to any human that might be out, but it was just the right weather for her.

Ɔσяα figured that Aden more than likely could sense her, and wasn't sure if he would pay her any mind. Basically she was there protecting the pack. Though they were pretty small, their numbers would hopefully grow. She stayed hidden, that way, if any human crossed near her, they more than likely would not know she was there. Her eyes stayed glued to Aden, watching him walk, making sure no danger came to him or Isaac. That was her assignment from Marcus tonight. He would be around somewhere, but she was in charge of keeping an eye on the boys. Any information about the recent murders could mean that there was danger awaiting them, and though both men could shift to protect themselves, it would help with the element of surprise and it would be fun for her as well.

∞ Ѧαяcʋƨ ∞

Werewolf / Male / 21

Ѧαяcʋƨ stayed in the large, elaborate mansion, sprawled out on the couch reading his own book, with a cup of coffee in his hands. The steam rolled out of it like a train. The smell was amazing, and he felt comfortable. There was no danger to be sensed and hopefully the rest of the pack would be home soon. Cora was like his sister, but not his 'little' sister. Besides the fact that she would eat him alive if he even though it, she was definately the fiercom one.

The night's chill could only be felt from when Aden left on his 'mission'. Luckily it warmed right up and he was comfy once again. Where were the others anyway?

{ooc: Marcus' is short cause im not sure what to write for him }

[jpano96]

Claire

Slowly, she stalked forward, keeping her eyes pierced on the snow covered target before her. The target moved to the side and her eyes followed as she tracked it. Slowly her body sunk to the ground, chilling her belly, then in a instant she shot forward and heard a surprised yap from the snowy bundle as her paws fell square on the shoulders. A deep growl was heard in the bundle's throat and she jumped away before its snapping jaws could catch her.
A grin creased her face as her brother, Desmond, faced her and with a annoyed look he barked "Why did you do that!" She couldn't help but chuckle and shrug her shoulders innocently "You put yourself up for it." Her brother rolled his eyes and couldn't help but grin back at her. She turned away and he followed shoulder to shoulder. "Have you heard anything new?" She asked and glanced at him, she was talking of the recent attacks. He was a much taller and darker wolf but he was her little brother. "Hmm? No, not really." He continued to pad through the lightly lit trees as their breath came out as mist. Nodding, she squeezed between two trees and slipped over them with her paws dragging behind her. She caught the scent of Cora and glanced around to find her but had already made it to the front door, as human, and rushed inside to escape the cold.

[Moriarty is King]

Dawn

Dawn wandered through the woods quietly and quickly. She was cold and the snow was hurting her paws. Looking around, she started to head back to the mansion. When she got there Dawn shivered slightly and shifted into human form. She wandered in and wrapped her arms around herself to keep herself warm.

[Benathorn]

II Ɩƨααc Ħιɢнтσωɛя II

Isaac sat at the his old favorite place as the dim lit lights overhead gave his stunning hazel eye a soft glow. He spoke gently with his young woman tonight as she seemed eager to get to know him and tell him of the nights recent events. He was quite thoroughly bored with her though and how she seemed so fake in her personality and who she was. He noticed her hair had extensions and was dyed a sharp blonde that pierced his eyes and her thick apply of make up made her look unreal. If she just wiped most of the make up off and kept her natural hair color he would think she was quite beautiful but she wasn't, as were many of the woman in this town. He looked up suddenly as Aden walked in slowly with an arm around a young brunette who also seemed just as fake as the woman sitting next to him. He turned back to her as she mentioned seeing the most recent of murders, a man had taken a young woman into the shadows only for her to be squirming violently a second later. When the two woman had gone to investigate the scene was horrific and the woman was torn in two with most of her appearance gourd and spread across the ally and up it's walls. These killings sounded far to violent to be preformed in a matter of seconds and Aden had been working extensively to try and figure out what was the cause of such violence. He finally motioned Aden and his date over to sit at their corner booth as they spent the rest of the night casually asking them questions and enjoying their company, it wasn't every night they got to spend time with another woman and the men had needs which were all to easily met by the eager woman. Although he had no plans to go any farther then just a simple date and listened to their high squeaky voices as they continued to question their two dashing suitors and scooting closer into their arms.

.: Δ∂ɛи Ɔяσƨƨ :.

Aden had taken his seat with his date that he was completely uninterested in and recalled Cora's presence on the way here, he figured as much since she was always checking on the pack and thought nothing more of it. Like many of the woman that he spent his 'one night stands' with, he did it purely to fill the void of emptiness in his life and to bring about a shred of happiness, if just for a few moments. The girl tonight though was not someone who would do this with of course but he enjoyed the attention she thrust upon him and accepted her many gestures and advances. He was here for one reason and that was to get information from these two woman, they were vary lucky to get them to agree to a date after what had happened to them last night and to steal them away from the prying eyes of the police. The police of the city were just dogs running in circles to him and he knew they would find nothing that seemed logical to their efforts from these cases. He on the other hand could see logic in every page, every detail, of his surroundings and so far they were all leading to a very deadly suspect. Pushing the thoughts away though and conceding to his females pleas for attention, he spent most of the night away with Isaac and enjoying their time.

[jpano96]

Ɔℓαιяɛ Ѧσcκɛяʏ

Claire saw Marcus laying on one of the couches while she walked around the halls. It was a large mansion that sometimes has her taking U -Turns. "Hey" She said and grinned slightly as she examined the book he was reading. It was no use as she sat down in a large leather chair and leaned back in the stiff cushion. The scent of his coffee filled her nose with an intoxicating aroma as drifted to her thoughts. Aden and Issac should probably be out by this time of day, finding all they can with a couple of broads who catered to there every need. A slow sting in her chest changed her thoughts back to what was happening then and there and watched as her brother came carefully to hand her a hot chocolate. She smiled at him as the warm cup of chocolaty goodness was cupped in her hands. She blew the hot liquid a few times before sipping the rich taste.

Ɖɛƨмσи∂ Ѧσcκɛяʏ

Desmond made his way to the kitchen and heard the door close again. He wondered who that would be as he carried two hot chocolates to his sister who was trying to make herself comfortable in a high back leather chair. Almost like a tightrope walker he carefully made his way to Claire and handed her a cup of the rich liquid and sat down in the middle of the floor. He glanced towards Marcus who was sprawled on the couch and asked after a hot sip "What you reading Marc?" He took another sip and he puckered his lips in the heat it gave off.

[Benathorn]

(Did the site help you Jp? I see your posts are now pretty :3)