Moved.

[ThatPersonWithaFace]

Corbin leaned against a tree as he waited for her letting his gaze wander the forest but when her attention was on the water his eyes once more returned to her, watching her silently, not even realizing he was doing it.

J-J chuckled, "Something caught your gaze?" She said looking back at him.

Corbin's eyes shot forward again as soon as she looked at him and he shrugged, "It's just, uh, your hair is . . . strange." Then he realized that sounded kind of rude and amended, "In a . . . um . . good way." It was a "little" obvious he wasn't much of a conversationalist.

[♚ M I U ♚]

(I am lowering Shaun's age to 25. As stated in the Wolf Rules no one is allowed over the age 25. Cause no wolf lives that long. Also Huntress can I get more info on him? Just beef it up if you catch my drift. I am still putting him on the front but I will check back to see your finished forum.)

[Joey.]

((Uh, fable's eyes are green, though her left one is more dilated.
Creed is 25 then.
And this is my last character, he's also in my signature, I've taken a liking to RPing him..
And I'd like to keep Creed in the dark a bit, no one is supposed to know anything about him, and he's really quite bland, to be honest.))

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[ Basics ]
Name:
Jefferson
Nicknames:
I prefer to be called Jefferson, thank you.
Age:
I am 27 years old.

[ Other Appearances ]

Normal Wear:
Swim Wear: Dear God, you think I swim?
Winter Wear: The same..?
Sleep Wear: Please stop...

[On the Inside ]
Personality: Jefferson is an odd one, he's bipolar with his moods, one moment he's laughing then he's serious and cold the next.
He finds the weirdest and saddest things amusing and is quite a perfectionist when it comes to his looks, his hair must be perfectly combed or spiked out, he always has a scarf that covers the long jagged scar that wraps around his neck from him almost being decapitated, and his jacket must be clean.
History: Jefferson was very.. Mad, insane if you will.
Family:His daughter, Grace.. Though he hasn't seen her in years.

[ Love Life ]
Crush: No one.
Any Ex's?: He's a widow.
Mate?:
Kids?: Grace

[Other ]
Strengths: Tracking, mapping and lying.
Weaknesses: Climbing.
Fears: Losing his mind again.
(If Hunter) Preferred weapons:

[♚ M I U ♚]

(So you only want the Alpha to know about Creed? Like a pack member that has been away from the pack on the outskirts or something?)

[Huntress13]

(Oops, Sorry, I thought 23 but I'm on my iPod so not surprised if I managed to muck it up XD Sure, I'll do that and just say when I'm done. Can I invole his history with Elise's? It just makes it a little easier for me)

[paradise,]

Corbin leaned against a tree as he waited for her letting his gaze wander the forest but when her attention was on the water his eyes once more returned to her, watching her silently, not even realizing he was doing it.

J-J chuckled, "Something caught your gaze?" She said looking back at him.

Corbin's eyes shot forward again as soon as she looked at him and he shrugged, "It's just, uh, your hair is . . . strange." Then he realized that sounded kind of rude and amended, "In a . . . um . . good way." It was a "little" obvious he wasn't much of a conversationalist.

J-J chuckled, "You're lucky you're cute." She smiled, putting her hand in the stream. She liked Corbin, he was a bit awkward but she liked it.

[♚ M I U ♚]

(Yea Huntress you can do that )

[♚ M I U ♚]

(I am going to update my characters looks. )

[Joey.]

((Essentially. x3))

Jefferson walked out of the inn that he had been staying at and glanced around him, beginning to get quite frustrated with how bland and dusty the town was.
Kicking his black boot through the dust, he huffed, "Why is there never anything to do in this place? I've heard many wondrous things, yet nothing interesting has happened." He wondered aloud, brow furrowed at the sights around him... Which wasn't much.

Fable walked outside of the bar, knowing very well of the hunters that threatened their life sometimes hung out in there.
She heard someone speak aloud and let her odd gaze slide over, seeing Jefferson scuff the ground with his boots.
The thin female pursed her lips and walked swiftly into the forest before he could look up and see her.
Once in the safety of the trees and shadows, she broke into a run, looking for anyone that she could speak with, preferably someone she knew..
Slowing down from exhaustion and annoyed from getting smacked in the head by her largely-stretched ears, the short punk sucked in a breath, her dark blue and purple hair plastered to her neck from sweat.
Grimacing, she swept it up in a ponytail, the shaved part of her head revealed.
"Well I guess it's just another day to walk in the woods." She mumbled under her breath in a faint Scottish accent that was barely detectable unless she spoke very quietly or said any "R"'s.

[ThatPersonWithaFace]

J-J chuckled, "You're lucky you're cute." She smiled, putting her hand in the stream. She liked Corbin, he was a bit awkward but she liked it.

Corbin blushed at that and kept his eyes intently on the forest in front of him. He had no clue what to say to that, he'd never been called cute before, except maybe by his mom when he was little, but if she had he didn't remember it. He crossed his arms and turned his face a bit away from her, not sure why he kept getting caught looking at her, that really wasn't something he did.