Tinasha L. Strutton
โCิฮนส ิ Oฯ Tิาฝ Mฯฯษณโ
gender; Genderfluid age; Twenty-Seven species; Werewolf rank; Pack Beta sexuality; Pansexual
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mentions; Alexi tagged; Open
โCิฮนส ิ Oฯ Tิาฝ Mฯฯษณโ
gender; Genderfluid age; Twenty-Seven species; Werewolf rank; Pack Beta sexuality; Pansexual
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mentions; Alexi tagged; Open
indentationNose wrinkling as they awoke, the slender body of a girl once called Tinasha let out a groan as they rolled out of bed, body slamming onto the floor. Oh look, it's the start of every teenage superhero movie.They snarked mentally, finally opening brown eyes. Glancing at the clock on top of her nightstand and nearly squealed as they realized the time. Great star's I'm late! Leaping to their feet, Ordarela, who was occasionally called Ora, Darsis, or Rondrela, and raced over to their dresser, and quickly grabbed a homemade binder and a sports bra. Stripping down to their unmentionables, they quickly put on the bra then the binder. A soft sigh of relief left them, and they turned back to their dresser and picked out a gray sweatshirt, and a pair of black and white graphic sweatpants. Other than that, at this point, Ora didn't much care how they looked and raced out of their room and down the stairs.
indentation"Good morning, all!" They called quite loudly as they darted into the kitchen to grab a quick breakfast. They spotted Alexi and gave the potential alpha a grin, before snatching an orange from the basket of fruit on the table. Dancing around the table as they pealed the orange, they swiped up a bottle of water. Once again dancing around the table with their usual vigor and joy, they set their findings on the table, pulled out a chair, and sat down. As they pealed their orange - with their teeth no less - they whipped out their phone and opened up one of their favorite food apps. They mentally drooled over a good half of the food there and made sure to heart the ones that she thought the pack would like. Maybe one of the other pack members and them could get together and make one of these after the shift.
Lupin O. Vass
โCโแตขโd โf โโแตขโโโd Bโโโdโ
gender; Male age; Twenty-four species; Werewolf rank; Pack Warrior sexuality; Bisexual
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mentions; none tagged; Remus, Artemis
โCโแตขโd โf โโแตขโโโd Bโโโdโ
gender; Male age; Twenty-four species; Werewolf rank; Pack Warrior sexuality; Bisexual
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mentions; none tagged; Remus, Artemis
indentationLike always, Lupin found himself antsy the time leading up to the shift, and the inevitable shift. So, like always Lupin had left the packhouse before dawn to wander. The time being forced in and out of his wolf grated on his nerves and often led to the man more moody nature taking the lead in any conversations. Avoiding the packhouse was for the best, really at least until it came time for the shift. While he did have a car, lupin preferred to walk even if his destination was miles away from his current location. If it was under a three-hour distance by foot, then he'd walk it, so he tended to get plenty of exercises.
indentationIt was during these times, that Lupin called his brother, to call and meet up. Talk, and do his best to relax. They seemed to be just wandering around at this point, which was fine with him. Lupin didn't have any real plans for the day really. He frowned, and started to pull out his phone to check the time, as he seemed to walk into a... small adult? At least he hoped she was an adult, she was rather small. Frown marring his face as he looked over the girl? He first saw pale blonde hair, long and wavy, light skin, and the brightest green eyes he'd ever seen. There was also a rather strange cat next to her hissing at them. Lupin had never met a protective cat before, and part of him wanted to admit that he'd never wanted to. Shaking his head, he cleared his mind and blinked down at the small woman who seemed to be staring at the ground now. He cleared his throat, "No need for apologies, I wasn't looking where I was going either." Lupin forced back a sigh and seeing she was still on the ground where she'd landed decided to be a gentleman. "Need a hand miss?" he asked as he offered her a hand, raising a single questioning eyebrow.
Opaline E. Lyons
โแแแฅแแด แงแฆ แทแแถแฅแโ
gender; Female age; 594 years species; Witch rank; Coven Elder sexuality; Pansex-Demi-rom
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mentions; Open tagged; Open
โแแแฅแแด แงแฆ แทแแถแฅแโ
gender; Female age; 594 years species; Witch rank; Coven Elder sexuality; Pansex-Demi-rom
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mentions; Open tagged; Open
indentationOpaline had been leaning over her cauldron for nearly half an hour, just waiting for the potion to turn a sage green color, so she could add the last ingredient. It wasn't a very nice potion she was making, so the list of ingredients was something some would balk at. She glanced to the small desk beside her at the last ingredient as her lips furrowed into a frown. It had taken nearly three days, of getting the patrol route down before she had been able to sneak into the nearby cemetery and dig up a presently deceased sixteen-year-old girl, and extracted the organ she'd needed. It had been dirty work, but if this potion worked, it would be well worth it. Turning her gaze back to the cauldron, just in time to see the originally emerald green and dimmed into a sage green. Plucking up the bowl that held the sliced and diced heart, she added the bits spoonful by spoonful, until it was gone.
indentationWith that done, she smiled, another step done. Only three more hours to go. The elder sighed, and silently wished she'd brought a book with her to pass the time. Oh well, next time. She thought as she once again stared down at the vat of sage green goo.
Namba Sessue
โยขhilเป เปf ลtเปrเนลโ
gender; Male age; Thirty-three species; Witch rank; Hidden Hunter sexuality; Bisexual
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mentions; Nathaniel tagged; Kazuya, Open
โยขhilเป เปf ลtเปrเนลโ
gender; Male age; Thirty-three species; Witch rank; Hidden Hunter sexuality; Bisexual
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mentions; Nathaniel tagged; Kazuya, Open
indentationSessue woke with a gurgled cry shooting straight up in bed, before huffing out a sound of relief. Shaking his head, he opened the window next to his bed and smiled as Kazuya-chan flew in landing neatly on his bed railing. She gave a wordless screech, as he got up to get dressed. Sessue threw his night clothes on before grabbing a random shirt, a pair of pants, and some mismatching socks on. Offering Kazuya-chan an outstretched arm, and chuckled, ""Joining me for breakfast, darling?" The large harpy eagle made an unpleasant sound then said of course, you single-minded child. A mother must take care of her hatchlings. Sessue snorted, shaking his head, and grabbed her stand as he walked out of his room. Quickly making his way to the kitchen, he smiled at the assortment of food waiting.
indentationGlancing at Nathaniel, the leader of the hidden, who was currently nursing a cup of coffee, he blew some air between his lips. Setting Kazuya's stand just behind a chair he intended to claim, he walked around to get one of the glasses the man had yet out and poured himself a glass of grape juice. His favorite. "Thank you for the meal, Banner-san." He said as he sat down, and started to fill his plate. Snatching up first some eggs, sausage, and bacon - through the bacon mostly went to Kazuya - before adding a single pancake and waffle. He was hungry, so sue him. Magic required a lot of sustenance.