◊The Deadwood Shifters◊ - CURRENTLY NOT ACCEPTING

[grandpaps]

"Hey, you practically chose the crazy hair life, with your Rapunzel locks and whatnot. I—" He popped a grape into his mouth, "was cursed."
The smell of sizzling bacon was enough to make his mouth water. "Nana, I think the serving should start from youngest to oldest." Remy suggested, eyeing a particular juicy hunk of meat. "By the way, the highway was one time and it was the fattest gopher that you'd ever lay eyes on." He hissed at Marcy before hopping up and moving over to sit next to Gavin.

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(Ah God. I am dying from laughter. I'm so glad that nobody's around to see me right now.)

"Oh, you and your three chin hairs are just jealous, Schellenberg." Reeve grinned, clapping Ansel on the shoulder before making his way around their pickup. "Hm... I see that you've been 'shopping' again..." he remarked after noticing the pelted travesty that was wobbling precariously in the back. "Or is it perhaps a dead animal that you found on the side of the road? I didn't know you were into taxidermy." Reeve chuckled as he directed the nozzle into the tank. "Oi, aren't you two cutting it a bit late, or are you not going to be at the McCarthy's for breakfast?" He pressed the regular button on the pump, then clamped his hands together. "Not that I'm rushing you. It's always a pleasure to see the ever-illusive college student. And Nora, as beautiful as always." He pecked her cheek then warmed her hands between his. "Bloody nippy out. I swear, we didn't even get a summer."

[Metallicar]

Colette

The smell of bacon wafted towards Colette and Gavin, who perked up. Colette's stomach growled, and she realized how starved she was. Bless them, for bacon. she thought. Gavin's nose twitched as he felt a bit peckish himself. He heard someone sit beside him, and lost track of thought. Wow I suck at being sociable, Gavin thought, giving a sideways glance at Colette, who was on a completely different planet.

[RavenWolf]

(sorry for the late reply I had unexpected family visitors and it's hard to reply on a phone ._.; )

Ryker/19/Male/Long Tailed Weasel

Ryker was standing at the door of the cabin, suddenly unable to move.
Rykers morning was fairly usual, he woke up at first light, which happens unusually early in this town than woke up his mother, made breakfast and packed her lunch. Once his mother was off to work he was getting ready to take Lucy for a run in the woods He did not think of taking the old letter that was sent just before his death to the cabin until he was looking through one of the moving boxes for Lucy's leash and he found a letter addressed to "William Lunan" from an "Abel McCarthy". From what her mother had read from it, it has something to do with moving here for Rykers proper development. He nor his mother ever understood what it meant but Ryker had an idea. Ryker got Lucy in the car and stopped by the local coffee shop to pick up a dozen doughnuts so he is not arriving with just the bad news. Now that he pulled up to the cabin he was feeling more nervous than ever, seeing all the cars many things where running threw his head as he walked up the driveway. "Where their others like him? What if their isn't? Will he be able to fill the gaps in his fathers stories? Did his father always know this Abel? What is making Lucy so nervous she has never acted to submissive before?"
Ryker took a deep breath and knocked on the door and waiting, all the noise inside making him all the more nervous, holding the box of doughnuts and the letter, mumbling the name one more time making sure he knew it, "Abel McCarthy"...

[nyctomancy]

Lysses stood up, grateful for something to do other than sit and look unhappy. In the best situations, he wasn't the one who started the conversations, and yes, he was shy too. He replied with a simple, "Sure." Though the syllable has been measured on his tongue long before it was spoken.

Danny resumed his quiet stance in the corner. He took after his brother in is way, and just stood there, waiting for breakfast, to be unleashed.

[Metallicar]

{{ *pokes rp* o-o }}

[grandpaps]

{{ *pokes rp* o-o }}

(*Gently caresses RP*)

[Metallicar]

{{ *starts laughing more than necessary* xD }}

[RavenWolf]

[[We dead?]]

[Metallicar]

{{Ooh I hope not o-o}}

[grandpaps]

[[We dead?]]

(Don't worry, guys. I'll talk to Gwynn. She's probably just swamped with work right now... and by probably I mean most definitely.)