Return of Rosewood- CLOSED

[Kotayle]

OOC: Still a work in progress will add other's intros in next post!

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✧Blake Allen✧17✧Werewolf✧Single✧Crushing on: OPEN✧Mood: Anxious✧Location: School✧Tagged: OPEN✧

The tick of the clock echoed in the empty hallways of Rosewood High, each one constantly reminding him that this was his new reality... this was Blake's fresh start. Holding a clip board in his right hand as he crossed his arms, the tall, broad alpha male looked up at the taunting clock and shook his head. "I definitely do not miss that..." he mumbled under his breath. Slowly taking in a breath, Blake tried his hardest to keep his composure as all of the familiar scents flooded his memories. "It's good to be back, though-" he concluded to himself, navy blue eyes flicking forward as he heard the front double doors open. M e g a n. His first friendly face, and she was just the same as always- most comfortable in solitude. A smile came to Blake's face at her familiarity, he studied her features, not wanting to soon forget. At risk of being accused of staring, Blake sighed and looked back to his clipboard, checking Meagan's name off that she was in fact, present.

The door opened again, this time it was Luna, someone he hadn't expected to see at Rosewood... this odd occurrence had him baffled. What was that witch playing at? he wondered. Biting his bottom lip a thought so dangerous it could disrupt time itself crossed his mind. If Luna is here... that means... his thoughts were interrupted as a mind link cam through. R o x. Half of him wanted to run to her and find her, wherever she really was but the other half feared for who else could be there... Kanthy... his first love? Sienna... the temptress from the concentration camp... and Rox...the reason Blake had been bound to the earth after gravity left him years ago.

The slam of the door shook Blake from his thoughts again, this time it was a male, unfamiliar to him entirely. He recognized him but wasn't certain where he knew him. Suppose I'll call role when everyone gets here... he thought to himself, hands tightening around the clip board. As everyone filed in, his eyes frantically searched for the three he knew the most and the pack he knew and loved, because so far this was a mixture of those he knew and those he didn't. He really was starting over...back to the beginning. Am i the only one who knows... Blake wondered when his attention snapped back to the large double doors. It was h e r.

A soft smile came to Blake's face as he watched her recognizable gait down the hall, her familiar scent reaching him from across the way and melting his senses. "Rox- You're here..." he accidently spoke aloud. Before he had time to walk to her, he heard the greeting placed on the group by William, another friendly face. Dipping his head in recognition, Blake exhaled the breath he was holding in and went back to leaning against the table behind him. But behind William, was the scent of danger. S i e n n a. She was the girl who so easily stole his attention when his first mate had died... she was the one that got him through the hard times, the long nights and the heart ache... She was off-limits. Blake nodded as he recalled all of the occurrences over time and his eyes narrowed as he scanned the room searching for his center.

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♚Cheyenne Allen♚15♚Werewolf♚Single♚Crushing on: OPEN♚Mood: Nervous♚Location: School♚Tagged: OPEN♚

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➸Alice Green➸16➸Human➸Single➸Crushing on: OPEN➸Mood: Angst➸Location: School➸Tagged: OPEN➸

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◍Cooper Prescott◍16◍Werewolf◍Single◍Crushing on: OPEN◍Mood: Nervous◍Location: School◍Tagged: OPEN◍

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☣Ashton Malcom☣17☣Werewolf☣Single☣Crushing on: OPEN☣Mood: Humorous☣Location: Malcom Kitchen☣Tagged: OPEN☣

Ashton had been up for hours on end. This was the day. The day everything would c h a n g e...

Sitting in the bay of his window, the muscular male counted the hours that the moon had been in the sky and the hours until it passed, but around three in the morning, the tired Alpha did fall asleep against the misted window of his bedroom. What seemed like minutes that he had passed out, his younger sisters voice rang from the kitchen, rousing him from what seemed like a pleasant dream. The icy embrace the window held against his body had his skin tingling with vibrations, something that oddly happened to him on occasion- probably lack of control when it came to his wolf. Rising to his feet, the blonde male reached his arms over his head and grabbed his impromptu curtain-less curtain rod, pulling himself up for a small work out. This was routine, 100 curls and 100 pulls. Usually after that, the male would drop to the floor and do push-ups, sit-ups and go for a run, but worry clouded his thoughts as he thought to the noises coming from his sister Cali, who was making breakfast in the kitchen. What is she going to think... will she be mad... happy? I probably shouldn't even tell her... the boy sighed, clearly troubled by his thoughts.

Yanking his top drawer open, as Ashton was already showered and ready to go for the day, the boy grabbed himself a crimson V-neck tee shirt and extended his left arm to grab the white hoodie he had owned for so long. It was old and torn, raggedy and worn, but it was his favorite and reminded him of their home- or what he thought home was anyways. Stepping out onto the hard wooden floors of the hallway, Ashton let his door slam behind him as he groggily made his way to the kitchen. Pausing at the entrance as he watched Cali run around trying to cook, he smirked and laughed lightly as he leaned against the unfinished wall, eyes falling to the wooden floors. Their half-finished house wasn't perfect, but it was theirs... they built it on their own and they made it a h o m e.

"Is that for Liam?" Ashton teased. Smelling the blueberry muffins Cali pulled out of the oven, Ashton walked to the countertop they had been resting on and boldly grabbed one form across the counter and took a bite. Warm, crispy on top and fluffy in the center, just how he liked them- how their mom used to make them. It was perfect, Cali was the perfect sister, the perfect stand in mother and even the perfect roommate and if anyone ever threatened to take that away from him, they would have he!! to pay. Crystal blue eyes moving upward to his little sister, smirk still in place, he rounded the corner and wrapped a strong arm around her neck, bringing her just a little lower than his shoulders into a hug. "I'm just playing, good morning though- why so dolled up? Not like we actually go to school?" he laughed, kissing the top of her head before releasing her. "These muffins are SO good..." he mumbled with a full mouth.

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❂Allison Hayes❂15❂Werewolf❂Single❂Crushing on: OPEN❂Mood: Displeased❂Location: Pack Camp❂Tagged: OPEN❂

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╼╾Liam╼╾16╼╾Werewolf╼╾Single╼╾Crushing on: OPEN╼╾Mood: On Edge╼╾Location: Silver mist boarder╼╾Tagged: OPEN╼╾

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[Amitta]

{Oh, sorry about that! Lila's a human of course, and I've switched her info that she's at Rosewood, Koty. c:}

[❤ Aradia Megido ❤]

||Aisha Evans||

||The Basics||

Name - Aisha Volli Evans
Nickname - Izzy
Gender - Female
Age - 16
Sexuality - Gay/Lesbian
Species - Full Blood Werewolf

||The Pack||

Pack - Rosewood
Rank - Omega Female
Pelt Color - White
Eye Color - Light Green

||Delving Deeper||

Personality - Izzy is let's say, a very interesting person, she prefers to hang out with males seeing them as better than females because of her own genders behavior to their peers, she is a Tom-boy and can be rebellious and a rule breaker when she feels like it, she would prefer to be out on her skateboard then being forced to sit in a room and put on dresses and makeup or go shopping just to get the 'latest fashion' she is happy with her t-shirts and ripped jeans and it is very rare to catch her in a dress.

History - Aisha was abused as a child causing her to have depression but you would never guess it because of her attitude, she hates wearing tank tops or anything that could expose some of her back seeing as her father would hit her for not being the 'perfect child' her mother had died when she was young causing her father to hate everything and anything, she was happy when he was taken away and she was placed in an orphanage at the age of thirteen and hasn't seen her father since he had been taken away, she had been taken into the 'Talbot' family a couple months later and now has two brothers and a home that she would be happy to go home to, she has marks on her back but no body would see them even her adopted family doesn't know about it and she wishes to keep it that way, she hated it at her last school when people treated her different because of the factor of her father but she is determined not to let anyone else know that isn't the nurse, though she hates the nurse so it is very rare that she is in there seeing as she finds the whole situation 'uneasy' to be in.

Friends, Enemies, Family & Love Life

Friends - Most people she can bond with, as soon as a boy gets crushy she likes to put them back in their place.
Ememies - Izzy likes to see the best in people rather then the worst so whatever enemies she does have you must of done something real bad to deserve it.
Crush - None at the moment.
Girlfriend - None currently.
Mate - None currently.
Siblings - Technically Tyler & Ashley (Ash) which is her adopted brother seeing as she is in a adopted family.
Mother- Technically Suzie which is her adopted mother, her real mother is dead.
Father - Her real father is Daniel but she hates him and prefers to use her adopted father as her actual father.

[Kotayle]

OOC:
So as everyone can tell at the top of the page, i am still working on intros... bahaha but they will be in no later than 8 pm NST TONIGHT, Whoop whoop! Who is excited and ready?! I AM!

Aisha Evans- ACCEPTED
Lila- ACCEPTED {No worries dear! I never clarified lol}

[suzhay]

(I'll add Dallas in the next post.)

Blueberry muffins!

Marci Divines || 16 || Human || Rosewood || No Crush
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Marci quickly turned off the alarm clock when it started ringing. She rose from her bed and moved to the bathroom, hoping a shower would help tame her wild, frizzy hair. She stepped out about twenty minutes later, towel wrapped around her body and steam fogging up the mirrors. With her hair flat for a change, she took advantage of the situation and twisted her hair into a braid. She left the bathroom and made her way to her closet. She chose grey boots, a long grey flora skirt, and a lavender blouse. Once set for the first day, she started her walk to Rosewood High.

Vivianne Garcia || Werewolf || Silvermist || Crush: Ashton
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Vivianne slammed her hand down on her blaring alarm clock. She dragged herself out of bed and into the shower. When done, she straightened her black hair and applied plum lipstick, black eyeliner, purple eyeshadow, and mascara. She moved to the closet, pulling out a short black and purple dress with a slightly puffed out, ruffle bottom. Underneath that, she chose black lace leggings and black ankle boots with a three inch heel. She grabbed her bag and car keys before leaving the house.

She pulled into the parking lot, nabbing one of the spaces in the front. She got out and all but slammed the door. Throwing her bag over her shoulder, she walked into the school like she owned the place, her heels clicking over the floors. She made her way into the cafeteria and chose a table close to the back, drumming her dark purple fingernails on the hard surface.

[❤ Aradia Megido ❤]

I knew that I shouldn't have been lazy so I just made a new form... I still reckon it looks pretty bad.

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A loud shouting echoed through the house and a groan escaped Izzy's lips as her golden-brown eyes slowly opened to take in her surroundings unsure of what was happening at first, "It's the weekend Tyler, go away" she spoke her words slightly slurred because of her tiredness as she rolled over once more onto her side her back facing her adopted Brother, "It's not the weekend Aisha! It's monday get your arse out of bed you know you have to be there earlier then the other students for the meeting" Tyler literally dragged Aisha out of bed a loud and squealish sounding yelp escaped from her lips as her body collided with the floor, she rubbed her eyes slowly pushing herself to her feet, "It's monday? Why didn't you tell me that earlier thanks for getting me up" a cheerful smile spread across her face as she pushed Tyler out the door with much complaining on his part, she took a quick glance at the clock and frowned sorting through her wardrobe nearly gagging at some of the outfits that Suzie had bought her, "What does she think I am? A rag doll?" she wondered out loud quickly throwing on some ripped jeans, a random t-shirt and some converse, turning around and reaching out she grabbed her hairbrush and ran into the bathroom to brush the knots out of her silky, blonde hair sometimes wondering why she was an omega but would always tell herself she didn't want the attention, running back into her room once she was done getting ready and grabbed her backpack shoving everything into it before running downstairs the heavy load on her back which always seemed light to her, she ran straight into the kitchen grabbing an apple out of the fruit bowl and received a very annoyed look form her brother Ash who was just about to eat it and gave him an innocent smile before running out the door to see Tyler waiting in the car, "Thanks bro"!, "No problem sis." a slight chuckle escaping her lips as she hopped into the car being driven to school felt weird, she hadn't been driven since who knows when, arriving at the school she leapt out of the car and ran in realising she was still early she sighed with relief walking into the meeting room gazing around to see who was there with golden-brown eyes before leaning against the wall not even bothering to sit in a chair, over a short period of time she had dyed her hair but you could tell it was her because of how she dressed, acted and the way she refused to any guys flirty actions and her eye colour was still the same.

[Kotayle]

Ooc::both alphas are done ill add everyone gradually in the next posts but everyone should be reading the alphas posts at least so they know whats going on ^.^

[♚ M I U ♚]

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Rox Moon
Rosewood / Lead Huntress / At Meeting / Feeling Worried & Confused / Tagged: Blake.

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Rox's eyes flashed to the person that spoke her name, even if it was soft a wolves ears were always keen. Rox frowned realizing it had been the Alpha Male..it almost looked like he hadn't meant too. Quickly she dropped her gaze away instead turning her head to stare at the wall that had no one in front of it. Great, just great! So she was already on HIS list. Why? Who cared. She needed to keep her head low, do her job requested of her by rank, and stir clear of any high ranked males. They were all dangerous, and as far as she was concerned not to be made friends. Rox licked her lips nervously wanting the meeting to hurry up and be over. No one knew her here seeing as she was new to the pack. Who was enemies? Who was friends? She felt a bead of sweat tickle down her neck and a ragged sigh escaped her lips. She needed to calm down! Arms tightening around her waist she glanced around and saw...no one looking her way. Slowly her body relaxed. A hunt, yes she would go hunting after this meeting. Skip class. Since it was going to be the first day no one would notice her absence and if they did they wouldn't know her face. They might even think she got lost and couldn't find class. A smirk came to play on her face as green flecks flashed in grey eyes. Besides, a girl always checks her territory and lay of the land before anything else. That sort of things keeps you alive.

Tick tock tick tock. Rox shot a glare at the clock. When would the meeting be over?

[Tangerine Scream]

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Kieran rolled out of bed, yawning. He went to bed late the night before and he was paying the price this morning. His curled his toes as his bare feet touched the cold hardwood, a grunt of disgust followed as he threw off his thick wool blanket. Although summer had just barely ended, it felt like winter inside this new house. His joints cracked as Kieran rose out of bed. Blurry eyed, he checked the alarm clock sitting haphazardly on a stack of boxes. It read 5:00 am. "It's noon at home," he whispered to Meow, the family cat. Meow didn't look particularly happy that her warm human had left bed and she strode out of the room twitching her tail to show her displeasure. Kieran didn't notice. His attention was fixed on untangling a shirt from a box. Although he and his father, Robert, arrived in Rosewood two weeks ago, virtually nothing had been unpacked. Kieran had successfully unpacked his paints, pencils, and paper and they now lay of the scratched wooden floor, waiting to be used. The drab room held no color or pleasing picture to the eye. Simple grey curtain hung from the window, though they were sun-bleached silver across the middle. The floor looked depressed, as did the chipped whitish walls. Tan boxes stood like towers in every corner. Eventually Kieran would make it home, that is, if he had the chance this time.
Wrestling with the piece of fabric seemed pointless as the box castle threatened to crush him, so Kieran slipped into the outfit he wore yesterday. With enough perfume, one might not smell the faint waft of the Chinese dinner that he and his father ate last night. He walked into the bathroom to finish off his hair. Scanning his image thoughtfully, Kieran wished he could paint himself a new face. His face was pale with a swash of jet black hair that stood up even when he brushed it. He kept it short and somewhat manageable, and when he ran his hand through it, it had the pleasing feeling of paintbrush bristles. His face shape was angular with high arching eyebrows over the most remarkable brownish-black eyes. His nose was normal, unexceptional and average, and his teeth were crooked, but in pleasing, cute way. Unhappy with his general appearance, Kieran made his way flicked of the light and went downstairs, where he would meet his father for breakfast. "'Lo, son," Robert greeted him cheerfully. He was leaning back in a chair, with his feet propped on the table. A cigarette hung out of the corner of his mouth. In his hands he held a newspaper called the "Rosewood Gazette".
"Mornin', Da," Kieran responded without enthusiasm. Now was going to smell like a smoker instead of a Potsticker cook.
"What's wrong, m'boy? Not sleep good las' night?"
"I slept fine." Kieran replied curtly. He didn't mean to be so short, but he was anxious about the first day of school. He bypassed the table where a burned sausage waited for him, and walked to the fridge. He grabbed a hard boiled egg and some orange juice.
"I made this for ya." Robert nudged the plate and the sausage rolled sadly on the ceramic, showing off an even blacker side. Impatience struck a deep chord of feeling in Kieran. Robert was a drinker, a smoker, and a hypocrite. He told his sons that alcohol was evil whilst threatening to disown them if they even touched a cigarette. And yet there he sat, pushing a burnt plate of breakfast to his son after what had happened last night.
Kieran closed his eyes as he leaned against the counter. The kitchen was his favorite room. It was full of light and not as destroyed as the rest of he house. It was the warmest room too. He took a sip of juice, and then put aside his cup to peel back the shell of the egg. Kieran liked to peel the shell off perfectly so that the white of the egg was unblemished. This required concentration and soft hands, both of which the young Irishman had. The soft crunching as the egg shell crumbling under his fingers was faint, but one could probably hear a pin drop in the house. Kieran realized that the rustling of the newspaper had stopped. His eyes watered as he stared, unblinking, at his egg. He was half way done, picture perfect-- "Hey!"
Kieran jerked in surprise, causing his finger to sink into the soft egg. Anger awoke in his chest. "What?!" Snapped Kieran. He peeled the remainder of the shell off with force and tossed it into the sink. His hands were trembling but he didn't notice as he popped he egg in his mouth.
"When I say somethin', you'll answer me," his father sounded far beyond angry.
Keen to avoid another row, Kieran shrugged off his father's comment and walked out of the room. Kieran knew he must act fast before his father came after him, so he grabbed his jacket and backpack and left.

[~ mew ~]

((I'll wait for you, Kotay~ And lol, Blake. Seems like he knows something about Luna the owners don't~ Btw, Jay's in the meeting room already~))