Moved.

[kotalicious]

Nyx watched him closely as he began to circle her. "I don't believe you that's for sure. Your kind destroyed my family." She shook her head and looked away from him. He was too graceful, too perfect almost. A wolf in every way and she hated it. "I always thought that when I finally met another werewolf I would be scared and just welcome death, but now I'm just, confused I guess. You have made no move to attack me yet. The werewolf that destroyed my family was ruthless, angry, and bloodthirsty, but you don't seem to be any of those things." She shook her head again."I don't likely because now I have no idea what to think" she let out a heavy sigh

[Huntress13]

(that's fine, just pointing it out ^_^ )

"Night," Dion replied quietly and turned away from her door to head back down to his own apartment. He opened the door and went inside, staring bleakly at the tiny space. It was one of those tiny apartments where there the living room and bedroom were attached, the kitchen was only barely out of the way and the only really separated room was the bathroom, which was also tiny. He hated it but it was the only place he could afford right now. He dropped his jacket on the couch, turned on the radio for some music to kill the silence and then dropped into bed without bothering to change clothes. He sighed heavily and closed his eyes to block out the sight of the tiny living space and let his mind wander, of course it started out on Elise, but then he couldn't stop it from starting to swirl around all of those similarities.

(haha, no need to apologize, it happens ^_^ )

Draven glanced over as Shaun joined them, he have of course noticed him licking her wrist and wondered if there was a point to the placement or if it just happened. He shrugged it off and walked alongside their Alpha. He shook his mind clear then focused on what she had said, someone felt anxious. Who was it and why? Was it something that affected the whole pack or just the indiviual? He'd find out soon enough.

(LOVE your new sig, the minions are, of course, AWESOME)

( =D They're great, I still haven't found the perfect siggy for me so I keep changing it. I just thought yesterday 'Minions!')

[Joey.]

Creed paused in mid-stride right behind her and sighed softly, tracing the pads of his fingers along her red locks, "Because I am not bloodthirsty and ruthless." He murmured, raking his black gaze over her red hair, fascinated with it.
((Ugh, sorry if this is confusing at all, but I accidently said his eyes were green with one pupil more dilated(Like David Bowie) But I remembered, that's Fable's eyes, Creed's eyes are pure black.

And sorry if he's a bit creepy, he's been secluded his whole life, he's not familiar with boundaries.))

[mabrazz]

Landry grinned then squeezed through. He gazed around as he dropped the blanket. He caught up to her and put his arms around her. "What do you want to show me hmm?"

[Huntress13]

(Forgot to send Elise to bed XD)

When Elise heard Dion's footsteps fade away, she exhaled in a sad sigh, letting the emotions of the day overwelm her and her tears well up. She certainly hadn't expected to be intergrated into the pack today, or for that matter see Shaun ever again. A few lone tears escaped and slide down her cheeks, dripping off her jaw onto her shirt. He looked so much like Adam that it hurt, not that she could ever be atracted to the wolf the way she'd been with his brother. Elise wiped her eyes and walked to the kithcen , feeling the headache arrive that always returned when she cried or got upset. Swallowing two painkillers, she dragged herself to her bedroom, stripping to get the wet material and smoke smelling material away from her. Sighing, she snuggled up under the covers, hugging a pillow to her chest, wishing someone could be there to hug her.

[kotalicious]

Nyx stiffened as she felt him touch her hair. She stayed where she was though, for fear that he would get angry if she moved away. "Why are you different? Or was the werewolf that attacked my family different?" She asked. "Are werewolves usually bloodthirsty?" She couldn't stop asking herself these questions. She just wanted answers. She closed her eyes momentarily, trying to stop herself from stepping away from him. Unable to stop it she twirled around to look at him. She instantly regret it afterwords. She blinked rapidly wondering if the color of his eyes were just her imagination.

[Joey.]

Creed inclined his head to the side, pursing his lips at the girl who now faced him. Dropping his hand, he gazed into her eyes with his velvety black ones that were framed by thick black lashes, "That's a bit stereotypical," He breathed lightly, then spoke a tad louder, though it was no more than a murmur, "One bad Werewolf doesn't make all of us bad," He pointed out to her, unable to tear his gaze from her bewitching one.

[ThatPersonWithaFace]

(haha, there's no such thing as a perfect siggy, that's y i just change mine every now and then)

Dion stared blankly at the ceiling as he tried to sleep, the usual routine: lay around in boredom, drift here and there, maybe get an hour or two of sleep all together, before giving up and getting up then usually going to the library to work on his school work, trouble was he was running out of school work. He sighed and rolled over, burying his face in his pillow and curling into a ball. So many people had said if you hate your life just change it, but no matter how much he tried to do that he was still stuck in this stupid rut.

[kotalicious]

Nyx folded her arms over her chest. "We'll I'm sorry I have never met another werewolf. I know nothing of them." She said with a small roll of her eyes. She tucked her hair behind her ear and looked at the ground. "I wish I didn't know that werewolves were real. Then I could think it was just a freak accident that took my family away from me" she said softly

[Joey.]

Creed leaned forward and tipped Nyx's chin up with his cold knuckles, hand in a loose fist, "Hey," He said, gazing down at her again, "Memories shape us, they give us a story, another chapter in a book." He murmured, then lowered his his icy hand, which was odd since most Werewolves ran a hotter temperature than normal, and he was cold...Almost like sculpted ice.