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[coyotebluff]

Gwynneth
Eighteen || Tribe Member || Forest || Open
The large masked owl jolted her head back in slight surprise, then tilting it to one side in wonder to why he had sounded a bit snappish to her. Shaking her head, she let her feathers relax quickly before responding to his question. "What, you never get lonely?" She asked him, a hint of sarcasm invading her voice. Gwynneth never got lonely, either. She was used to being a rogue most of her life, so she loved the company of a good fire and the forest. She sighed and looked away from him, staring out in front of her for a few beats before speaking again. "I don't personally need anything, but you might. From the sounds of it, breakfast is ready. You're allowed to eat, you know. You're not patrol every minute of the day; you don't start 'till later anyway." The dark owl informed him, knowing that he might be hungry and that being on patrol wasn't the only thing he had to do in life. At least he seemed relaxed, which was a good thing. She simply wanted to give him a bit of company, because she didn't like anybody being alone even if she herself preferred it. And wanted to let him know to get some food.

Evelyn
Eighteen || Tribe Leader || Kitchen || Kyrin
Watching him fix a plate together, she chuckles at him a bit. Kyrin was so awkward, but she didn't mind it at all. The smile on her face never faded, even as he steps back and wipes his shaky hands on his pants. It was totally fine, she was used to him being quiet and antisocial most of the time. Her hazel eyes just watch him work, him seeming nervous or embarrassed. She furrows one brow and tilts her head, the smile still on her face as he sets the plate down in front of her. "Why, thank you! Such a gentleman." She teases as she sits down on the wooden stool he pulls out for her. She picks up a fork and easily cuts the edge of her sunny side up egg with it, scooping it up and putting it her mouth. It was delicious, so she takes another few bits before picking up her taost and eating some of that as well. Pretty soon, she was done, so she wiped her mouth with a napkin before standing up and picking up her plate to carry it to the sink. She rinses it off before sticking it in the dishwasher to be cleaned later. The sudden thought of where all the others were struck her mind, but she most likely didn't have to worry about it. But they were missing breakfast.

[nyctomancy]

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name | jak krukenburg
age | seventeen
rank | messenger
tags | forest, gwen

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as gwynneth prattled on, jakub's attention gradually shifted over to the owl. how could he not ignore her - her words were dragging on, and with it the measured urge to tear his attention away from the landscape and onto the masked owl. and so he waited, arms folded across his chest as the girl stated her piece. "vat? you sound as if you're talking about another person," replied jak measurably. he resisted the urge to shake his head, honestly, he spend much of his time by himself; hadn't this shifter noticed? she was somewhat newish, but gwynneth had seemed eagled-eyed and intuitive. observant. but perhaps he was wrong. "but yes. i suppose i don't get lonely. now please, your interest in me is vexatious. come back and find me when something important happens." as for the other thing she had addressed - food - he was willing to put that aside for now. his stomach wasn't grumbling, clamoring to be fed at this current instance in time. perhaps later he would return and cook something up. but until then, jakub was perfectly fine where he was.

[coyotebluff]

Gwynneth
Eighteen || Tribe Member || Forest || Jakob
The bird simply listened to his words, him sounding angry at her for... no reason whatsoever. She was simply trying to be polite, and he seemed to not care for kindness. She knew that he was cool and reserved and somewhat distant to everyone else, but she didn't know he had the heart to call her obnoxious like he did. What had she ever done to him, besides try be polite and whatever. She narrowed her eyes at him as he continued, seeing that he clearly didn't like her for no reason. Maybe it was just because he hadn't met her yet, because he sure was treating her like she joined the tribe yesterday. Um, ahem! Gwynneth had been one of the very first members of this tribe. Her and Evelyn are best friends, so they and the beta created the tribe together. She did know about him and what he was like, she just didn't want to boast about it. As she thought about this, her wings flared out and she cawed in disagreement. "Aw, did somebody wake up on the wrong side of the branch?" She asked in a mock baby voice, chuckling to herself afterwards. "Look, Jak. I have no interest in you whatsoever, I'm just trying to be nice by reminding you that you shouldn't be so stiff. You really need to be with the tribe more often, get used to us being in your life." She said, smoothly levitating off the branch and hovering beside him. "See you later, cranky pants." She teases, ruffling his chestnut hair before flying off in the direction of the house. She did hope that she hadn't irritated him to the point where he actually didn't like her. Maybe it was just to early in the morning. Whatever it was, she hoped he was chill.
Her ears began to pick up the sounds of the humans inside. She smiled a bit as she slowed down and flew right into the open kitchen window where everybody was. She cooed a happy hello before fluttering up the stairs and into her bedroom. She landed on the hard wood floor beside her bed before shifting back into her human form. She felt her bones quickly begin to stretch and grow in all different angles, her wings shrinking and her legs growing longer. Before she gave it any thought, she was human. Her long black hair fell to her shoulders, already smooth and knot free. She opened her drawers and pulled out her undergarments, a black camisole and red and black checkered shorts before throwing them all on. She dashed out of her room, through the hall and leaping down all of the stairs, sticking the landing with her feet tingling a bit. She first made a left and walked to the living room, where she heard Lucian just a moment ago. She ruffled his white hair with her hand before snatching his toast and biting it. She turned on her heels and walked to the kitchen with a smile.

[nyctomancy]

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name | jak krukenburg
age | seventeen
rank | messenger
tags | forest, gwen
ooc | i invited a
friend of mine, by the way. c:

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biting back a retort, as he didn't feel like replying to her childish barbs, jakub remained silent. i'm not being stiff. the messenger reasoned with himself. i'm just being me. gwen may be immature, but he, he certainly was not. jak rolled his eyes as she talked on and on, his irises moving back towards the horizon as his interest in her grew ever dimmer. in fact, the only indication that he hadn't entirely forgotten about the presence of the tribe member was when she leaned over and tousled his already disheveled bedhead. but there was one thing she was right about; sooner or later he would have to get up. but i still have time, the brunette's mind pleaded, after a quick check of his water. i don't have to go back yet. no, he would return to the tribe when the sun was hot and boiling. not before.

[Ghostie123]

Kyrin
Giving an awkward smile to Evelyn, he returns to his food: making everyone a plate. He busies himself by adding exactly as much eggs to each plate then hunts around the fridge for juice. He picks up all the cups and pours some in each, bringing one of the cups to give to Evelyn. Suddenly Lucian darts into the kitchen, steals two slices of toast then runs away again. Ky stands there, shocked and doesn't know what to say. Well he won't have any toast to eat with his eggs then. The wolf boy shakes his head and gives a small laugh. Once all his plates are made he sets them all out on the island and rocks back and forth on his feet, unsure of what to do. He fluffs the back of his head then looks down realizing he's still in pajamas. "Uh..." he says pointing up the stairs to tell Evelyn he's going to go get clothes on. As he scurries away he hopes everyone finds their breakfast or someone decides to announce food is ready. He stops at the frame if his doorway and looks in, leaning on it. He scrunches his eyebrows together and shakes his head. He'll come back down after breakfast, he doesn't want food right now.

Lucian
I'm trying to eat my hot, buttered bread when my hair gets ruffled and my toast gets ripped out of my hand. My head snaps around and I narrow my eyes. Gwynn. "You did not. We're gonna fight." He tells her jumping up and grabbing her, pulling her onto the couch. Satisfied with himself on his catch, (even though he's significantly larger than her) he sits on her, stealing his toast back and puts his hands behind his head, sprawling out on top of his friend. That's what she gets for attempting to consume his food. His eyes get big as he remembers, "I'm still in underpants!" he yelps and he chucks himself off of Gwynn and gets a valid spot on the couch.

[alchemist.]

May I please reserve a guard/patrol?

[Metanoia]

Jess
Making up her mind, Jess cleaned up her plate and went off to care for her plants. There were numerous potted plants on her balcony, from various regions. The forest provided her with a variety of herbs, but could not meet all of the tribe's needs. Whenever she could, she tasked people with picking her up more plants. There was a plant she thought she had seen when she was flying around that she wanted to pot... I can ask Jakub to help me! He has sharp eyes... Eagle eyes... Jess let out a small giggle at her own cleverness. She would bring him some breakfast and a sample of the herb and ask him to help her find it again.

Sweeping down the stairs once more, she filled a tupperware with a healthy portion of eggs and toast and headed out. She knew Jak liked a certain tree and headed right for it. A mall smirk crept onto her face when she spotted the German boy in his usual spot. Her limbs shortened and transformed, and a falcon stood in her place. She took the tupperware in her beak and the sample in her claws and clumsily flew up to the branch Jak was perched on. After placing her quarry on Jak's lap, Jess turned back into a human and spoken her business briefly. "Brought you breakfast. Eggs and toast. Figured you wouldn't want to miss out. Also, I'm pretty sure I saw this plant. I'm trying to pot it so it would be a big favor if you could keep an eye out for it."

[coyotebluff]

[[Sorry, Jakob! I thought he was a patrol guard, not a runner!]]
[[Yes, of course you may reserve a spot, Angel~Sword!]]

Gwynneth
Eighteen || Tribe Member || Cabin || Open
The girl pointed her nose up in the air and closed her eyes at his mock angry tone. "I did! And let's go!" She challenged, narrowing her eyes with a mischievous grin. But she didn't expect him to grab her and swing her back over the back of the couch. She squeeled as she flopped down on her back on the couch, feeling his weight make her sink into the soft leathery fabric. She chuffs in mock annoyance as he steals his bread back from him. She couldn't anything but her arms as he sprawled out on top of her, so she walked him on the sides in attempt to get him off, even though it was useless. All the while, she couldn't stop laughing. She finally gave up and threw her arms at her sides, leaning her head back on the couch cushion. But she just burst into laughter again as he realized he was in his underwear. As he jumped off of her, she sat up quickly and patted her hair down with her hands before he couldn't sit on her again. She got off the couch and ruffled his hair, walking away and around the couch before walking to the front door and opening it wide. She breathed in the fresh air and stepped outside, walking to the edge of the porch and plopping down with her legs over the edge. She left the front door wide open.

Evelyn
Eighteen || Tribe Leader || Kitchen || Open
The leader watched Kyrin finish up breakfast, making up the rest of the the plates. She accepts the cub of juice from him and smiles gratefully, taking a few gulps before nearly spitting it out as Lucian charges in and steals toast. She swallow the juice quickly before laughing, watching him run back to the living room. She sets her cup down and looks back to her beta, who is walking towards the stairs. She realizes that he needs to get real cloths on when he points up the stairs and nods, her eyes following him up the stairs until he disappears. She then looks to the kitchen. She stands up and walks around the island, picking up all dirty dishes and putting them in the dishwasher. She does the same with the counters. She then grabs the few lives of bread and eggs, putting the bread in the bread box and the eggs in the large organized refrigerator. She organized the plates of food in a row,so that whoever wants it can just grab it. She then goes to the sink and wets a clean washcloth, wiping down the counter and island. She rings it out and hangs it on the long faucet. She then sits in her stool again.

[nyctomancy]

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name | jak krukenburg
age | seventeen
rank | messenger
tags | forest, jess
ooc | it's okay! he's
probably supposed
to keep a lookout
regardless. just
in case, heh. ;p

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alas, it wasn't long until his peaceful rest was interrupted again. not ten [or so] minutes after gwynneth's departure, the lad's ears once picked up the beat of wings. please don't let it be gwen, he silently pleaded, assuming the worst. that she was coming to heckle him some more. their farewell hadn't exactly been on the best of terms, after all. so jakub was surprised - almost pleasantly - when a peregrine falcon bearing gifts appeared before him instead. jess. picking up the container, he raised the mold of plastic to his eye level, studying it's contents while the other shifter laid out the objectives. "mm," he grunted, which was about as close to a 'thank-you' that jak would verbalize aloud. cracking open the lid, he took a bite of the crunchy bread, chewing the morsel slowly as he considered how to respond. "fine. i'll poke around for it." he said at last, albeit somewhat reluctantly. she had brought him breakfast, the least jakub could do was pay jess in return. plus, he was a runner - this was technically his job; find what the tribe needs to survive. using his free hand he pinched the plant sample between his forefinger and thumb. "vat kind is it anyways?" the male then asked, after another bite of toast.

[veridian]

((Nvm, I was never here.))