Wolf's Rain ( OC fan fic )

[swiftie 13]

Bria quickly withdrew her hand, a little startled by the sudden threat. She wasn't used to being around others, so she certainly wasn't used to this kind of behavior. She was about to apologize, but before she could, the girl had already turned around. She whimpered slightly, thinking that the girl was about to hit her. A sudden look of shock crossed her face when she heard what Keaton whispered. She couldn't believe it. She had actually found another wolf. A smile slowly spread across her face, happy to have found another of her kind. "I'm Bria." she introduced, a sudden wave of confidence now she knew what the girl actually was.

[NightWolf950]

Keaton, although shy was one to be kind of dominate around people and other wolves. She smiled a bit at Bria, trying her best to be friendly to the other female wolf. It was difficult since she lacked comunication with others like herself since it had been ages since Keaton was in a pack or around another. "I'm Keaton..." she said, her voice soft but full of confidence.

[swiftie 13]

Bria smiled a little as Keaton told her name. "It's nice to meet you," she politely replied. She quickly looked around, not really liking to be in cities. They always made her feel uncomfortable, and she never knew if someone would try and kill her for being a wolf. She had seen it done before. Bria turned back to Keaton, a curious look on her face. "Are there any others like us around here?" she asked. She hadn't seen many other wolves before, but the ones she had met had been in a pack. She needed a home, so she wouldn't mind being in a pack. Maybe Keaton knew of some?

(Sorry, I gotta go. it's past midnight here :c )

[XxtoboexX]

Name:toboe
Gender:male...
Age: 15
Species: wolf
Appearance:
*Pack: - none yet
Leader?: ( Say yes if you are the leader of the pack only, but please ask for permission first )
History:- doesn't want to talk about it- gets sad
Personality:childish shy, fun
**Mate: none
Other:no

[Lady Hidatsa]

Name:toboe
Gender:male...
Age: 15
Species: wolf
Appearance:
*Pack: - none yet
Leader?: ( Say yes if you are the leader of the pack only, but please ask for permission first )
History:- doesn't want to talk about it- gets sad
Personality:childish shy, fun
**Mate: none
Other:no

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[~Fading Echo~]

Freya walked down the city streets, using the illusion to look human. She looked around warily, wondering if people suspected anything about her. After all, there could be hunters surrounding her and could be completely unaware. Hoping to remain unnoticed, -to seem like just another human- Freya kept walking as casually as she could. Every once in a while, however, she turned around as she walked to make sure nobody was following her.

[Totoro-chan]

@XxtoboexX - Since this is a fan fic, we're trying to keep this as close to the original plot as we can without the original Wolf's Rain characters. All the characters in this roleplay are our own made up characters.

[Lady Hidatsa]

Hidatsa rushed through the streets and past the several men and women crowding the streets. The women yelped as the wolf-dog raced by, and the men threw garbage. Hidatsa ignored the several bottles flung and kept racing forward until she reached the alley where she was hurt by the drunken man. She franticly sniffed the area where her blood dried and the bottle shards left from the impact with the concrete.

He was here, I can smell the smoke from his paper cigarette... He's tracking me...
I'll just have to draw him back here to save the wolves in this city...
I hope that male who saved me doesnt follow me...

Hidatsa lay down across from the dried blood and waited; nightmares of a red haired, red suited man with a cigarette haunting her.

[Totoro-chan]

Jericho lifted his head just long enough to watch the she-wolf run off, shortly after he acknowledged her. He nodded to himself, and reaching into his coat pocket he pulled out a knife and some flint. He began to scrape at the flint with his knife, sparks flying here and there as he worked on building the fire. He had hoped to create some warmth soon, as he knew it would help the lot of them, especially the now wet-furred wolf dog.

He looked up after a while, catching the eye of the injured wolf and holding it for only a couple seconds. She was tense, and Jericho could sense the anxiety rising within her. He scraped his knife against the flint again, this time lighting the fire. "Let there be light!" He said, smiling, hoping to make himself seem less threatening. He knew full well that this wolf dog must be delirious, and unsure of who he was or why he brought her there.

He respected her boundaries. Seeing as she was in no mood to talk, and was in fact frightened by his sudden reappearance, he remained silent and stoked the flames. The wolf dog got up all of a sudden, and Jericho watched her silently, his eyes narrowing as they flickered and gleamed with the light of the fire. Without much warning, she took off. Jericho stood up quickly as if he meant to call after her, but she was gone. He remained there, watching where she left. He shook his head, smiling in his disbelief.

Not so smooth with the ladies in this City I suppose. She's hurt pretty badly, she probably won't make it too far..

Sitting back down, he stuck the flint in his teeth as he fed more wood into the fire. His eyes were fixed on the orange-red glow, his mind off somewhere else as he mulled something over.

[Lady Hidatsa]

The smell of wet fur aroused the wolf-dog a few minutes later. She sniffed around, then smelt her own fur.

Do I really smell like a wet dog that badly?

She rose and shook her fur, but stopped to let her muzzle curl into a wince. The slash across her upper eye down to her lower cheek from the bottle attack ached, not to mention all the other cuts and bruises on her. Those would heal, but this one for sure would leave a scar.

Damn it, and my brown eye was just starting to look good...
Oh! I forgot about that male! I hope he didn't get offended that I shot off, I was only to save him...
I hope Dereon didn't find him...

Hidatsa froze. How did she know that name? Was part of her puppyhood memories coming back to her? Was that the man who used to love her for being a dog, not wolf too? Was he the one who abandoned her? But most importantly, was he the same red-head who was hunting her and all the wolves she came in contact with?

Hidatsa whinned and put her paws over her muzzle, trying to keep from screaming to the world it all wasn't fair.

Why did that wolf help me, I am a wolf, but have a tiny bit of dog in me.
Does he hate me for having 1/4 dog blood?