Moonlight

[~Timber Wolf~]

They said the forest was a peaceful place...they said all those stories where only to frighten children....they where wrong...

[~Timber Wolf~]

Damon Waya


"You Whoooo....anybody home big bad werewolf out here"


-Username:~Timber Wolf~
-Character name:Damon Waya
-Age: Early 20s
-Species:Lycan
-Gender:Straight Male
-Personality:Damon use to be a kind character, sweet and earnest to a fault, that was before his childhood took a dark turn. Now he can go from playful-casual to pure evil in a heartbeat, arrogant, sarcastic, dangerously charming, wicked, manipulative, charming, and mysterious.
-History:Damon was born in a small country town in near the Canadian boarder, he had a mother, father, and younger brother. His parents where park rangers that met on the job several years ago. His father was a hunter, trying to get away from his dark past and move on with his young father, but as the years passed by he began to slip back into the life. Training his boys to fight and take down supernaturals, even if he didn't tell they why or what it was all about. At the age of 17 Damon learned of the family work and took it up where he and one of his best childhood friends began going out and hunting down "monsters". He lived this life with them until he was bitten by a rouge Lycan after saving one of his friends from the same fate he has had to endure, on a summer vacation after graduating when he was only 18. This set his world inside out, a month later he turned for the first time. He had been acting funny ever since the attack and once he found out what happened to him, nearly killing his family he fled. Yet on that next full moon his attacker taughted him, Damon fled after him trying to stop him from killing his family. The rouge had been taken by his hunter father and tortured nearly killing him, his name was Bryce. Damon managed to kill Bryce but not after being mistaken by the monster that killed his mother. In the confusion he bit his little brother just before his dad shot and nearly killed him. He has killed many in his time as a lone wolf and has had his fill with hunters, mainly his father that took vengeance and tried to kill him for years, witches, hybrids, and vampires all which have hardened his heart and helped mold him into the wolf he is today. He spends most of his time living as a wolf, or doing various security gigs he doesn't have a pack yet or home to call his own but perhaps someday he will. Danger and destruction usually follow him so he isn't hopeful about this. His brother hates him for his curse and blames him not knowing the full truth.
-Family: His younger brother and hunter father
-Ties:None
-Relationship:Single
-Reference: http://orig03.deviantart.net/7373/f/201 ... a6lih0.jpg

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sarcastic, calm, intelligent. amelia
otherwise known as milli, is a true
goody two shoes - top grades, good manners
and she’s never had a detention in her life
and sees life very logical - she doesn’t believe
in things such as vampires, ghosts and
werewolves; theres no proof, why would she?
haha, the irony .

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I amelia eastwood II sixteen III five foot two
IV calm & quiet V food > friends VI photographer

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[~Timber Wolf~]

He couldn’t be sure how he had gotten here, the world a blur of yellow and blues struggling to return to their former glory. Dark claws slashing through overgrown underbrush of the fall touched forest. Ears pricked and yellow eyes blazing, a deep wound on his side began leaking out the life giving blood which his thundering heart refused to ease. Sharp pain licking at flesh and bone, the footsteps of approaching danger snapping at his tail.Keep running...just keep running! An angery growl rising within as the early morning light began breaking past heavy night clouds. A demonic screach fading as the danger was forced to hide from the burning sun, a hasty retreat. Looking over the thick shoulder fur, his mind in a haze, his frame slammed into warm body, yelping in surprise as the two tumbled nearly three feet back, their backs flattened against the rough wall of the local coffee shop, it took a moment for his mind to register. His body size nearly twice the size of an average grey mixed with his black fur and pricing yellow eyes only adding to his intimidation. Shaking the dizziness he glanced down seeing the girl under his weight, a light snarl as his fangs bared in warning he swiftly jumped up yet there was no fear in his gaze. Locking his eyes with her he paused before running off into the shadows.

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a simple cup of coffee is all she had wanted that morning. the perfect blend of chocolate and coffee would of created the greatest drink on earth that would satisfy her cravings and then, she could get on with her day like she usually did. however, instead of achieving her small goal,she found herself being slammed into the hard brick wall of the cafe by a massive and terrifying canine. although she was feeling slightly drowsy at the time, this was not the most welcomed of wake up calls. to put it simply, she was absolutely terrified - wouldn’t you be if a gigantic wolf was looming over you? she thought she was a goner yet, for some reason, the wolf simply snarled and ran off, returning to the safety of the shadows.

after the initial shock of the ordeal, amelia decided to make a very stupid decision; she was going to follow and eventually find the wolf. before it disappeared into the depths of the forest, the brunette had caught a glimpse of a very noticeable wound that had been torn into the canine’s side; if the wound was left untreated then that wolf would be dead. she sighed and picked herself off of the floor, wiping off the dirt and dust that had settled on her jeans before she made her way towards the forest. fortunately (or more likely, unfortunately) due to the large wound a trail of deep red splatters lined the forest floor, almost creating a pefect breadcrumb trail to follow. now a normal person would simply call the local animal rescue organisation and let them handle it but she would sound like a lunatic.what would she say - ‘oh hey, yeah a massive black wolf thats bleeding out crashed into me in broad daylight, right nexr to a busy cafe. oh, did i forgot to mention that it didnt hurt me in anyway? and that it looked nothing like a normal wolf?’. yeah, that sounded normal. that wolf just didn’t seem normal.

(this is so bad oml im sorry)

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Panting heavily Damon could feel the strength of his body leaking out with the crimson blood which stained the forest. The burn of infection only heating as the magic lingering within tissues combated it’s draining effects. The fading scent of medicine and silver stinging his powerful nose and the blood thundered in his mind and ears...though seeming beaten a meal was all he truly needed, some kind of fresh flesh to help kick start the healing process...yet his energy wouldn’t allow such action. Whimpering his muscles eventually failed his structure collapsing in the shadow of an aged oak tree, it’s large strong branches blocking out the rising sun. With the world in a blurry mass his nose picked up the scent of a human yet his mind was to weak to act, yellow eyes rolling back as blackness took him. Upon first appearance the slick blood was badly noticed due to the shadowed black fur, appearing as a large wolf or dog laying her upon further investigation there where noticeable differences, a stronger body, larger size and strangely what seemed to be a second pair of upper canines which began to lock out.

( sorry it’s short I have an appointment but Ill back back later)

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luck was seemingly on the brunette’s side and in a short amount of time, amelia had found the wolf. said canine was not looking good - how could anything when it had a gash in its side? the wolf, by the looks of things, had collapsed and it didn’t take a professional to realise that it was in a bad condition. ”oh boy what am i going to do with you” she muttered under her breath, taking her phine out of her pocket. and ... no signal. of course there wouldn’t be signal in the middle of a forest. in hindsight, it very naive(and somewhat stupid) that amelia thought that following a strange wolf into the forest was going to help the situation - she should of just called the local animal resuce centre and be done with it. mentioning the wolf’s strange build, it was much more obvious up close; clearly it wasn’t a typical grey wolf. perhaps it was a rare species? she honestly did not have a clue.

after a few moments of silent thinking, amelia remembered that the wolf had been bleeding (hence the reason why she had been able to find him) and due to the wolf’s dark fur, it was very hard to locate where the wound was. ”great” she hissed under her breath, irration growing as she realised there was practically nothing she could do. leaving to go and get help meant risking the chance that the wolf could bleed out during the time she was gone. her phone had no signal and she had nothing on her to help stop the bleeding. the brunette sighed and leant against a tree that stood a few feet away from the wolf, racking her brain for ideas.

[~Timber Wolf~]

It took a while yet the male slowly felt consciousness begin to rouse his mind. Light growls accompanying his struggle to right himself, the burning wound a reminder of his condition and need to feed. Head dizzy his yellow eyes where unfocused...blurry at best. A slight whimper escaped through clenched jaws as he forced himself up. Shaking his head the image of a girl caught his attention. Perking his ears his eyes fell on hers, a strangely human like intelligence shining through.

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it had only taken a short amount of time for the girl to realise that the wolf had awaken and when she did, worry started to kick in. although the wolf had spared her once - something she wouldn’t question anymore and instead took it as pure luck - this by no means meant that she would be met with the same outcome as before. this time around, the canine was more vunerable than before and that extra vulnerability could put her in danger. but, as stupid as it sounded to her, amelia had to admit that this wolf seemed almost ... human, in a way.its eyes showed too much intelligence for it to be just a simple wolf. but this was amelia - she didn’t believe in anything that wasn’t proven to be true and decided to ignore the wolf’s unusual aspects . so with a small shake of her her head, she dismissed her thoughts and instead focused on the situation.

a minute or so passed of her thinking before the brunette remembered that she was wearing layers - a hoodie and a top. if she used the hoody to stop (or at least slow down) the bleeding then that could buy her some time to get some basic medical supplies from the local pharmacist. there was one small problem - she couldn’t exacly fling thr hoodie at the wolf, she would have to attempt to get closer to the canine which was something that she was pretty scared to do, for obvious reason. amelia sighed lowly, the hoodie clutched in her hands as she moved away from the tree she had been leaning against ”uh... i get it that you can’t understand bu im gonna talk akready” she began with a short laugh, simply amused by the fact she was attemoting to communicate with a wild animal. ”if i can cover the wound with the hoodie to slow down the bleeding temporarily, then i can leave you for a but and quickly get some bandages and crap to make sure you don’t well, die. so, uh, please don’t kill me when i try to do this”

(really bad. im sorry xD)