in the woods somewhere...

[ghostlyhamlet]

Gabriel Ramirez | cismale | thirty-seven | werewolf alpha | location; forest trail | tagged; nikolai minsky

The man then grabbed his hat and holstered his gun as he walked out of the cabin, best to check out the area where the body was for any traces of vampires or werewolves in and outside of his pack. Sighing, the ranger debated on walking or going on his four-wheeler, which he then decided on his four-wheeler because he could then travel faster with less suspicion than him just being in really great shape.

As he got into the vehicle, he turned the key and pulled away from the scattered cabins and onto a dirt road. He tried to focus on scenting the air, but the most he could get was his packs scent and a very faint distance scent of a passing wolf, which he knew he'd have to track down to make sure they weren't the ones responsible for this all. The more he traveled, the ranger then paused as he could see and hear a faint shape just between the trees.

Pulling over, he then got out of his jeep and made sure his shirt was tucked into his pants before walking over towards the thing, which as he got closer, he figured it was just a human as he didn't find any trace of vampire or werewolf. Clearing his throat, he then tucked under a branch, making sure to make some loud noises so he wouldn't completely spook the male in front of him. "Late morning run, I see," he said with a chuckle as he stepped onto the smaller path.

Dakota Webster | cismale | nineteen | werewolf scout | location; boutique | tagged; robbie sawyer, lucina irvine, mykie knowles, arabella laver

At that comment, he only rolled his eyes and did a small laugh, trying to cover up his slightly flushed face at the word 'lover boy'. But as he finally felt himself recover enough to actually look at his friend again, he noticed the sudden nosebleed as Robbie then ran into a shop, one that the werewolf realized was the boutique of the coven leader. Worry then flooded his system as an alert sound rang through his ears as his initial shock wore off and he raced inside.

Once he made it inside, his worry grew even more as he noticed there was another vampire within the mix. Three vampires and one human currently bleeding? It didn't seem fair nor safe. The scout then sent a glare at the loner and coven leader, he trusted his friend that she wouldn't attack Robbie, but with the recent murders he didn't trust the other two. Letting out a barely recognizable growl, his eyes briefly shifted towards a more yellowy shade of brown as he spoke, "where's the bathroom? I'll help him out." But as he waited for a reply, he caught that strange scent again and shook his head a little, maybe it was something the other vamps had? The young scout didn't know the scent of a newly turned vampire was so he was obvious to his best friend's condition.

Donovan Van Stryker | cismale | one hundred twenty-two | vampire member | location; coven mansion | tagged; open

As he walked down the street with his roses, the vampire couldn't help but let his mind drift as he continued to walk. His mind had drifted to his recent interaction with the werewolf, normally he would antagonize or mess with the werewolves or they'd be tense with him due to the recent activities but this was different. This werewolf was almost fond of him, of course he could've just been in a good mood and maybe wasn't filled with hatred of vampires.

Shaking his head, he found himself on the steps of the mansion and walked up and started to head towards his room but then paused as he was about to take a step on the stairs when he remembered Aleks words and sighed because he knew that his Elizabeth would've said the same thing. The coven member then walked into the kitchen, opened the fridge and took out two blood packages that he had labeled for himself. The vampire then set his roses on the table as he got a cup and poured them into it before settling in a chair at the table, nursing his drink.

Rory Riddle | cisfemale | twenty-six | citizen reporter | location; the bar | tagged; nikos galen

She then did a small laugh at that before speaking again, "I think we should learn each others names first," she hummed, a smile gracing her lips as she listened to him actually answer her question. At the mention of possible flyers by the door, she turned her head a looked, noticing a few stapled ones of all different colors there. When she turned her attention back towards the man, she twirled her hair in her hand as she did a soft giggle, clearly still in her act.

"I've heard some stories about a Halloween fair happened, and since I'm off for a bit I found myself coming here," she said with her cheery smile on her face as she then leaned forwards on the counter with her elbows placed on them with her chin resting on her hands. She honestly didn't know how long she was going to keep this act up, but she couldn't help another smile as she remembered where the inspiration for this character came from: a sorority girl she had been roommates with her second year of college.

[ItsKass]

𝒜𝓇𝒶𝒷𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶
{cisfemale}{Vampire}{tags: Robbie,Mykie,Lucina,Dakota}
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"We've got him," Bella said trying to hide the blood bag under her shirt. Dakota's eyes scared everything that could've been holy out of her. She was horrified by what could happen to her or any of the other vampires. But Dakota couldn't know, Not yet. "Go tell everyone Robbie will be a while, he's- sick," Bella told Dakota... She HATED lying to his face too. But with the way her lie was going, Dakota was going to find her out soon, but she had to get Robbie to the bathroom. "Lucina here can explain everything," Bella said motioning with her free hand to Lucina.

"C'mon, let's get you cleaned up" Bella put her hand gently on Robbie's back as Bella lead him to the bathroom. She was still shaken by Dakota's eyes. But Bella didn't dare look back. Though not before long they were at the door of the bathroom, Lucina's boutique was luckily pretty small. She could now only pray Robbie would take the blood.

[ordinary people]

𝐌𝐘𝐊𝐈𝐄 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐄𝐒
cisfemale • vampire loner • one hundred eighty-seven • location; boutique • tags; lucina, robbie, Arabella, dakota
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Realising her mistake, she pulled her suitcase to the side, out of anyone's path and turned at the blonde "I think you're right" she whispered in agreement. It had been centuries since she had been around a young vampire, it's not often that humans get transformed anymore, definitely since most feed on an animal diet; herself included. Looking back at the young, bleeding boy, wanting to give an exclamation for her actions but it would ruin his oblivion to the recent events and that would be out of everyone's interest.

Hearing the door open once more, Mykie was overwhelmed by the recognisable scent of a wolf. Had someone decided it was a good time to called a meeting, the sudden amount of visitors was astounding. Taken back by the hard look from a stranger, the loner decided to let the others deal with the boy and focused on, in her opinion, the unwanted visitor. "You're friend is right, you should go outside. We're more capable than yourself to handle such a situation" Mykie commented with a plastic smile, offended by his unprovoked behavior.

[web.]

Robbie Sawyer | cismale | 19 | vampire (citizen; newly turned) | location; downtown street + boutique | tags: Dakota Webster, Lucina Irvine, Mykie Knowles

Robbie turned towards Dakota, hoping he could leave with him, but before he could, he felt Arabella's hand on his back leading him towards the bathroom. He overheard Mykie's comment to Dakota, and he felt his anger start to boil. He felt better with Dakota around, certainly, but he couldn't say anything as Arabella rushed him away.

He entered the bathroom quickly, moving to the sink and turning on the water. He washed the blood from his hands and sleeve, throwing away the bloodied tissues and taking a few paper towels to wipe off his face. It was only when he looked up in the mirror after cleaning himself that he noticed his eyes- the blue was gone now, only replaced by red. He gripped the sink, his knuckles turning white. "What's... what's wrong with me?" he muttered, feeling faint.

After a moment of confusion, his anger spiked. Maybe it was the starvation that made him out of check, but he clenched his jaw and turned to Arabella fiercely. "What the hell is going on?!" he snarled, loud enough for anyone outside the bathroom to hear. He expected her to look afraid or scared at his eyes, but she only looked worried. "What aren't you telling me?"

He made a motion to go to the door to leave but stopped as his faintness took over. Stumbling to the ground, he grabbed his head in his hands.

Aleks Avon | cismale | 23 | werewolf warrior | location; pack territory | tags: Jonathan Monroe

After taking a few moments to compose himself, Aleks took off his apron and stretched. Maybe a walk could help clear his senses? It seemed like the right thing to do.

Exiting the shop, he locked the door and flipped the sign to 'Closed'. The owner was quite lenient on his work times, and since she was out of town, he knew he could leave for a bit. Taking in a deep breath, he grinned. The town was beautiful this time of year; the crisp smell of autumn leaves and the slight chill in the air always made him giddy. It seemed like the perfect time to go through the woods, and he decided he might as well go on a run.

Making his way to the outskirts of the forest, he found himself concealed by foliage before switching to his wolf form. He took the shape of a lanky Red Wolf, his fur composed of light greys and stark ginger. His eyes, which were usually a honey brown, shifted into a range of oranges and amber.

Taking stride, the young wolf entered pack territory and ran through the woods. He began to slow down as he scented something off. Doubling back, he found one of the packs' scent markers covered by the scent of a lone wolf. Growling, he perked his ears and looked around, hoping to spot the perpetrator. Catching the scent, he followed it hastily, only dropping into a crouch when he thought he grew near. Aleks was not the best at staying hidden generally, but his fur did a good job of keeping him concealed among the amber leaves. He could see the large black wolf, the loner, ahead of him. Aleks, luckily, was downwind, but that didn't help besides keeping his scent concealed. As soon as he moved to get a better angle of the wolf, he stepped on a branch.

The snap was enough to alert the wolf, and even though Aleks hadn't intended on fighting, he felt his fur start to stand up. He let out a low growl, hoping that the larger wolf would take that to mean he should leave.

Nikos Galen | cismale | 177 | vampire member | location; Nosferatu - local bar| tags: Rory Riddle

Nikos gave a wry smile, his brow furrowing for a moment before he leaned back and nodded. "I suppose so. I'm Nikos Galen. I'm the owner." He narrowed his eyes slightly as he mentioned his status, his fingers lightly tapping on the bar as he did so. He listened to the girl's story, humming slightly as she finished. It wasn't that he didn't believe her but... he didn't believe her. "I'm surprised you didn't hear why we're having the Halloween fair. It was kind of a late announcement, it's crazy that you heard about it..." If anything, newspapers outside of town would only mention the murders in Woodridge, certainly not the Halloween fair. Nikos wouldn't really care if it was human bodies being found, but it wasn't. People snooping into the deaths of vampires could result in the coven being revealed, and since he was part of the coven, well...

"I'm assuming you also heard about the recent murders, y'know, since you know about the Halloween fair." The bluntness in his voice was enough of a clue that he didn't trust the woman's intentions, but his black eyes still watched her with interest. Even if she wasn't being outright with him, he still found it interesting that she was here in the first place. A human, meddling into the affairs of Werewolves and Vampires? It was a good way to spice up the plain day-by-day thing they had going on around here. The murders were a plus too- sure, Nikos didn't like to see his kind killed, but man was it interesting! A part of him hoped that the coven found whoever was responsible first, so he could have a part in their punishment.

"Don't get me wrong, it's great that you're here. You just picked an odd time to visit."

Anton Romanko | cismale | 31 | werewolf medic | location; downtown | tags: Langsley Baines

Anton could only sigh and mutter in agreement with Langsley. He was right, after all- they don't need the publicity right now.
"But what if it doesn't cool down, what if the deaths just keep happening?" He finally let the worry show on his face, fully turning to face Langsley. "Gabriel is a good alpha and I trust his judgment, but sitting around patrolling the borders and hoping that it's not one of us dead next isn't doing anything." He tapped his cane anxiously on the ground, the hint of a growl in his voice. "If it isn't that loner then it's one of them, and I can't just sit around letting them wreck what peace we have left."

He felt like he knew how Langsley would respond, It's not your job to, but at the same time, it felt like it was. What if one of them died next? Anton felt responsible for the health of the pack, and if one of them died on his watch, he wouldn't know what to do. It felt right trying to get ahead of it.

[ItsKass]

𝒜𝓇𝒶𝒷𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶
{cisfemale}{Vampire}{tags: Robbie}
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"Whoa there," Bella said as she sat on the floor and simply helped Robbie to sit up "I can explain everything, But you being a bit quieter would help our situation tremendously". Bella pulled out the blood bag and got ready to explain "First off, there isn't anything wrong with you, other then you being starved. That's why I have this" Bella held up the blood bag "Robbie, you... Arent human anymore, You somehow... Became a vampire ". Bella only hoped she was explaining this well... "Robbie when you ate that piece of gum your body reacted, By bleeding. Well, it reacted so poorly because you haven't had any blood before, and your now vampire body needs blood to survive... that's why your eyes are red, But with blood, they'll turn back to blue..."

"Well, Robbie. You're starved. so if you'd like... I got a blood bag for you to drink, It's not human, or warm... But you'll feel a lot better" Bella held out the blood bag still praying Robbie would take it, Bella was silently pleading he would.

[ghostlyhamlet]

Gabriel Ramirez | cismale | thirty-seven | werewolf alpha | location; forest trail | tagged; nikolai minsky

The man then grabbed his hat and holstered his gun as he walked out of the cabin, best to check out the area where the body was for any traces of vampires or werewolves in and outside of his pack. Sighing, the ranger debated on walking or going on his four-wheeler, which he then decided on his four-wheeler because he could then travel faster with less suspicion than him just being in really great shape.

As he got into the vehicle, he turned the key and pulled away from the scattered cabins and onto a dirt road. He tried to focus on scenting the air, but the most he could get was his packs scent and a very faint distance scent of a passing wolf, which he knew he'd have to track down to make sure they weren't the ones responsible for this all. The more he traveled, the ranger then paused as he could see and hear a faint shape just between the trees.

Pulling over, he then got out of his jeep and made sure his shirt was tucked into his pants before walking over towards the thing, which as he got closer, he figured it was just a human as he didn't find any trace of vampire or werewolf. Clearing his throat, he then tucked under a branch, making sure to make some loud noises so he wouldn't completely spook the male in front of him. "Late morning run, I see," he said with a chuckle as he stepped onto the smaller path.

Dakota Webster | cismale | nineteen | werewolf scout | location; boutique | tagged; robbie sawyer, lucina irvine, mykie knowles, arabella laver

His eyes continued to be that warning yellowy color as he turned his attention to the loner trying to order him around like he was some puppy dog. "I'm not going anywhere unless he's with me," he then spoke in a quieter voice, "especially with an unfamiliar bloodsucker," he growled out as he started to get filled with anger, that a part of him was surprised at, although he didn't let it show.

At the sound of his best friends exclamation, he then went to the bathroom door and tried to open it, which it was locked from the inside which made him start to pound on the door, almost enough to crack it. As worry started to fill him, he could feel himself getting more and more angier, "what the hell are you doing to him?!" he yelled at Arabella through the door before turning towards the other two vampires and doing a more wolf-like growl as his breathing started to pick up some more.

Donovan Van Stryker | cismale | one hundred twenty-two | vampire member | location; coven mansion | tagged; open

As he walked down the street with his roses, the vampire couldn't help but let his mind drift as he continued to walk. His mind had drifted to his recent interaction with the werewolf, normally he would antagonize or mess with the werewolves or they'd be tense with him due to the recent activities but this was different. This werewolf was almost fond of him, of course he could've just been in a good mood and maybe wasn't filled with hatred of vampires.

Shaking his head, he found himself on the steps of the mansion and walked up and started to head towards his room but then paused as he was about to take a step on the stairs when he remembered Aleks words and sighed because he knew that his Elizabeth would've said the same thing. The coven member then walked into the kitchen, opened the fridge and took out two blood packages that he had labeled for himself. The vampire then set his roses on the table as he got a cup and poured them into it before settling in a chair at the table, nursing his drink.

Rory Riddle | cisfemale | twenty-six | citizen reporter | location; the bar | tagged; nikos galen

Mentally cursing herself out, she made sure not to show it and to keep the small smile on her face as she listened to him. "Well, it's nice to meet the owner of the place, name's Rory Riddle," she hummed as she let the smile fade from her face as she listened to him some more before clearing her throat softly. "I had a friend who passed through here not too long ago, they let me believe it was a yearly tradition, is it not?" She asked as she glanced around the bar briefly before turning towards the owner again.

"Mind if I order an iced tea? If not, waters fine," she said with a smile before continuing, "I did hear about the... indicidents, but I read they all took place in the woods. So I figured as long as I don't go walking into the forest I should be fine, right?" The journalist asked as she took out her phone, which had a case that said 'welcome to san francisco' with a colorful design of the city on the background.

[ItsKass]

𝒜𝓇𝒶𝒷𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶
{cisfemale}{Vampire}{tags: Robbie,Dakota}
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Fear was stricken through Arabella's heart, she could never stand when wea- when anyone got like this... But she had to suck it up "Dakota what could I be doing?" Bella yelled back, while not as urgent hoping Robbie's 'migraine' wouldn't worsen... she didnt wait for a response from Dakota before saying again "and please, don't call us bloodsuckers... We aren't barbarians". Bella guessed her only issue was robbie still not having taken the blood bag, her arm was still holding it out for him to gladly take. But he was starved, Robbie must've been delayed. But the pounding on the door was still continuing. Dakota best just pay for it now before it broke entirely.

[Crono]

Brian Adams ~ Male ~ Twenty-Nine ~ Human
Location: Grandfather's Cabin ~ Tags: Open (Anyone who could have heard the gunshot.)

Continuing to back up towards the cabin, Brian slowly but surely made it to the back door with gun in hand. The man had stood in the relatively safety of the doorway watching the woods nearby, waiting to see if the Wolf emerged. Eventually he assumed the animal had taken off considering the lack of movement and the quiet woods. With a huff he turned around and entered the small home, closing the door behind him. Brian stepped up to the gun cabinet and placed the gun back where it belonged, but not before noticing the fact that his hands were shaking. Seeing this led to his being more frustrated or angry than anything, and he moved to the kitchen area and started to wash his hands in the sink as if he could wash it away.

The fact that simply holding a gun and placing his finger on the trigger had been all that was needed for the anxiety to set in made him want to hit something. Instead however he rubbed a hand down his face, and crossed the room to pull back the curtain to peek outside once again to be sure the Wolf wasn't stalking around behind the cabin whilst pondering if he should put the trip into town off until tomorrow.

[web.]

Robbie Sawyer | cismale | 19 | vampire (citizen; newly turned) | location; boutique | tags: Dakota Webster, Arabella Laver

Robbie felt his breath hitch as soon as Arabella revealed the blood bag. Vampire? Does she think I'm crazy? He thought, narrowing his eyes and grimacing.

"Bloodsuckers? What?" he mumbled, pressing his hand on his face as he spoke, his gaze never moving from the blood bag. He knew he shouldn't drink it, or want to, but there was an instinctual feeling in his gut- a craving- for it, and it made him terrified. All he wanted to do was get up and leave with Dakota, but he was afraid that he would see his eyes. He had never heard Dakota that angry before. Does he know something as well? He thought, his vision blurring, Has he been lying to me this whole time?

He took the blood bag from Arabella, twisted the seal off of it and drank it. He expected to throw up, but he didn't. The blood didn't even have a metal taste to it- it was almost sweet. It felt like the whole thing was an elaborate prank.

As soon as he regained his strength, he got up and moved towards the mirror in silence. His eyes were blue again, but he still looked pale. He wiped off whatever blood was left on his face and moved to the door. Before he unlocked it, he turned to Arabella and quietly whispered, "I don't want to see you again, okay? Just leave me alone."

Once he opened the door, he let out a sharp breath. He grabbed Dakota's arm as he walked past him, trying to get him to leave with him.
"Let's go," he muttered, trying not to look in the direction of the 'vampires', "I'm okay. I just want to go home."

Aleks Avon | cismale | 23 | werewolf warrior | location; pack territory | tags: Jonathan Monroe

After taking a few moments to compose himself, Aleks took off his apron and stretched. Maybe a walk could help clear his senses? It seemed like the right thing to do.

Exiting the shop, he locked the door and flipped the sign to 'Closed'. The owner was quite lenient on his work times, and since she was out of town, he knew he could leave for a bit. Taking in a deep breath, he grinned. The town was beautiful this time of year; the crisp smell of autumn leaves and the slight chill in the air always made him giddy. It seemed like the perfect time to go through the woods, and he decided he might as well go on a run.

Making his way to the outskirts of the forest, he found himself concealed by foliage before switching to his wolf form. He took the shape of a lanky Red Wolf, his fur composed of light greys and stark ginger. His eyes, which were usually a honey brown, shifted into a range of oranges and amber.

Taking stride, the young wolf entered pack territory and ran through the woods. He began to slow down as he scented something off. Doubling back, he found one of the packs' scent markers covered by the scent of a lone wolf. Growling, he perked his ears and looked around, hoping to spot the perpetrator. Catching the scent, he followed it hastily, only dropping into a crouch when he thought he grew near. Aleks was not the best at staying hidden generally, but his fur did a good job of keeping him concealed among the amber leaves. He could see the large black wolf, the loner, ahead of him. Aleks, luckily, was downwind, but that didn't help besides keeping his scent concealed. As soon as he moved to get a better angle of the wolf, he stepped on a branch.

The snap was enough to alert the wolf, and even though Aleks hadn't intended on fighting, he felt his fur start to stand up. He let out a low growl, hoping that the larger wolf would take that to mean he should leave.

Nikos Galen | cismale | 177 (turned at 33) | vampire member | location; Nosferatu - local bar| tags: Rory Riddle

Nikos hummed again, unsure whether to trust her cover story. He figured he could play along. "Ice tea, sure." he smiled, walking down to the other end of the bar to get out the pitcher of ice tea. It was nearly empty, but enough for a few more glasses. He walked back over, taking out a normal-sized glass and filling it with ice before pouring her the tea. Grabbing a small case of sweetener they usually put on the booths, he placed it on the counter.

"They did take place in the woods," he continued, noticing her phone case, "but we still don't know why those people went out into the woods. Some people think they could've been led up there," he was lying through his teeth, "then again they could just be animal attacks. There's a pack of wolves in the woods, so I wouldn't put it past them."

Deciding to change the subject on a whim, Nikos pointed to her phone case. "You from San fran? I used to visit that place with my mom back in the-" he thought for a moment, "90s. When I was a kid. Nice city, a little too big for my taste, but then again I used to live in New York."

Anton Romanko | cismale | 31 | werewolf medic | location; downtown | tags: Langsley Baines

Anton could only sigh and mutter in agreement with Langsley. He was right, after all- they don't need the publicity right now.
"But what if it doesn't cool down, what if the deaths just keep happening?" He finally let the worry show on his face, fully turning to face Langsley. "Gabriel is a good alpha and I trust his judgment, but sitting around patrolling the borders and hoping that it's not one of us dead next isn't doing anything." He tapped his cane anxiously on the ground, the hint of a growl in his voice. "If it isn't that loner then it's one of them, and I can't just sit around letting them wreck what peace we have left."

He felt like he knew how Langsley would respond, It's not your job to, but at the same time, it felt like it was. What if one of them died next? Anton felt responsible for the health of the pack, and if one of them died on his watch, he wouldn't know what to do. It felt right trying to get ahead of it.

[melone]

Asrid Janis // Cismale // Werewolf // Tags: n/a (open)

Asrid was sitting, slumped against a tree. How did he get there? No idea. He'd been so exhausted last night, it was no surprise he'd passed out in the middle of the woods. With a groan, he sat up, dusting himself off. All around was the sound of wildlife: birds chirping and branches rustling. Getting to his feet, he carefully walked through the trees, easily finding a familiar looking path and starting to make his way down it.