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[yanyeos]

( ✦ ) ━━━ ❛ ＥＶＡＮyＹＡＮＧ ❜

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(mood: it's cold and i'm sleepy)xx(location: with the pack)xx(tagged: everyone in the clearing)xx(wc: 906)

xxxxxxAs fate would have it, Evan couldn't sleep. It wasn't uncommon for him—as his vivid imagination and intense insomnia kept him awake until the sun burst through his curtains to blind him. That night was the same. He doodled, laid in bed wondering if people actually liked mustard or they just pretend to, wrote an entire song in his head, tried to read a book, and just didn't make it to dreamland before he was supposed to be awake and active. Now, while the sun stained his face before he pulled his comforter over his head he began to wonder if he could fake enthusiasm and energy in his damn well near catatonic state. This made the third day of no sleep and Evan was beginning to feel the effects all the way in his bones. Everything just felt, well, tired. Worn out. Heavy. Just kind of gross. It began to dawn on him that he should check the time around twenty minutes after he usually awoke, and when his eyes laid upon the numbers decorating his clock he let out a little gasp.
xxxxxxThe comforter was launched on to the ground in Evan's frantic attempt to escape the sheets and put some clothes on. It proceeded to then be further trampled in the awkward hopping that was him trying get his sneakers onto his feet. There was little that could be called fashionable in Evan's current state. A grey MIT hoodie (that definitely didn't come from MIT) accompanied a pair of lime green basket ball shorts and of course the worn down 'not quite white anymore' sneakers that Evan had worn everyday for the past three years. On a normal day, Evan would've probably worn a letterman jacket on top of a plain colored t-shirt and a pair of tight jeans, but today he was a mess. More so then usual anyway.
xxxxxxA quick stop at the kitchen for maybe a granola bar was all Evan needed before he could leave the house and travel off into the harsh reality of being a were-wolf in the 21st century that nobody wants around. Ha, like people ever wanted were-wolves around. It was a gift that most were sneaky enough to keep their wolf form from the eyes of humans. However, Evan wasn't "most" wolves. He was living out in the middle of the forest without his ps4 as proof. It was just his luck that he was outed as a monster and chased away from what was going to be the start of his college career. And his ps4. He was chased away from that too and he had just pre ordered the new spider man. He wasn't even sure it made it to the doorstep of his apartment, and if it did, well he sure hoped whoever had moved in had gotten a nice little surprise. Assuming that they weren't some eighty year old couple who didn't even know what a gaming console looked like.
xxxxxxThinking of his poor game made a loud sigh escape his lips while he pulled the box containing the bars out from the pantry. The slight change in arrangement caused a box of cereal and a bag of what looked like rice begin their decent to the floor. Luckily he managed to catch the falling items before they made a mess and then proceeded to hightail it out of the kitchen so he wouldn't cause any other problems. He made it out the door in record speed, and the first thing he noticed was that shorts weren't the appropriate dress wear for the day. Nor the fact that under the hoodie the was absolutely nothing.
xxxxxxThe bite of the cold sharpened Evan's senses and awoke his brain for mere moments before he started to shiver and want to go to sleep more than ever. With slow and heavy steps through the under brush, Evan meandered to where the group meeting was to be held and greeted everyone in the clearing with a large yawn. "G'mornin ladies and gentlemen." he said in a horribly lazy fashion. Another yawn followed the statement as if just being around his people was exausting him. It is exausting you. People are tiring his brain told him. He began nodding as if the voice wasn't just in his head before just kind of logging off from life. He let his limbs loosen and his head empty while making intense eye contact with the ground. It was a typical Evan thing to do this. Whenever he was too sleepy he'd just zone out for occasionally hours at a time. It was his greatest talent. Not many people could just shut off their brains, but it was a little tricky today. The cold wasn't helping as it kept Evan's nerves awake and it was hard to ignore every time he shivered. He wasn't a subtle shiver-er. When he got cold, an entire wave would ripple through his body causing what he called "the anime effect" as it looked like an anime character dramatically shivering.
xxxxxxHis legs were beginning to rebel on bearing his weight as well. The long run he went on yesterday was betraying him. He just wanted to curl up on the ground and sleep, but there was a meeting to attend to, so he didn't. He just decided to lay on the ground, all four limbs spread out, while he watched his packmates talk.

[amygdala.]

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xxxxxRANK. beta & AGE. 22 & SCENT. smooth vanilla and musk & LOCATION. with his pack & TAGS. none & MOOD. neutral, tired

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the italian male stirred, groggy and confused. he woke alone, greeted by penetrating silence. light flooded into the room causing lorenzo to writhe in response, as if he was an undead creature that had only known darkness. an arm shot up in attempt to block the light from his eyeline but this was futile and so lorenzo found himself being propelled forward, half asleep. he yawned and then another yawn suceeded the first. he had stayed up into the early morning hours, per usual, totalling at around three hours of sleep before he had to get up and go about his daily morning routine. except, this wasn't a normal morning, a meeting had been called.

xxxxxxlorenzo rolled his head, proceeding to crack multiple bones in his neck. a sound that whilst unpleasant had nothing on the cacophonous sound that shifting forms did. the brunette ruffled his hair when his mind began to wander, an event that occurred often when he was alone. his eyes had a joyful charm to them, a happy glow that lit up his whole face when he smiled. the tall male sighed, his muscular frame reacting to his breathing in such a way. it was heavier than usual, which meant he had to be thinking quite intensely. lorenz decided he should probably make his way to the others in order to not be late and so he slipped on a pair of jeans, run a hand through his hair before pulling a jumper over his head and flattening it down over his chest. lorenzo opted against shoes, pulling his door whilst stepping out of the room. he made his way downstairs into the communal kitchen where he made himself some toast that he brought with him outside once he'd buttered it.

xxxxxxthe man showed no response in reaction to his feet touching the cold floor, this was either due to his body's core temperature being so warm that it negated any feeling of cold, or it was due to him being so tired his brain hadn't even engaged fully and so was not responding to stimulus yet. one would opt for the latter if you caught sight of the dishevelled looking boy. he made his way to the clearing, his eyes studying the placement of the pack. lorenzo decided he'd insert himself next to evan. which might not have been the smartest idea, the two most next to each other. a sudden, intense wave of tiredness hit lorenz. he blinked as if he was a robot trying to reboot. yawning involuntarily, he slammed a hand over his mouth when he realised. his eyes were apologetic. "morning, freunde━"

[Kim Jongdae]

ＨＹＯ-ＪＩＮ "ＤＥＬＩＬＡＨ" ＣＨＯＩ
❝ ｂｅｆｏｒｅ ｔｈｅ ｓｗｅｅｔ ｉｓ ｂｉｔｔｅｒｎｅｓｓ !! ❞
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tagged;; everyone in meeting place (mentioned) |oc;; suddenly, idk how to write l o l, 555 words

Lia couldn't lie and say she didn't think about sleeping in this morning and skipping the meeting all together. Tiredness continued to overtake her body and lull her back to sleep after she'd awoken the first time in the early morning- and she'd actually succumbed to the call for sleep then, completely disregarding the call by Xavier. However, the hunter was soon jolted awake again when a ruckus from outside pulls her away from the soft warmth of dreamland. She groaned in distaste and grumbles in protest, her head heavy and eyes groggy. Despite her protesting, Lia lifts a head softly from her pillow for a moment to glance around, before dropping it again with a soft plopping sound. Momentarily, the female really does contemplate getting up- or maybe going back to sleep a second time. Eventually, she arrives at the former, while heaving the heavy weight of the blankets off her body.

Stumbling towards the bathroom, she's already grumbling under her breath- something about how 'its too early to be awake'. After taking her leisure time in the bathroom prepping for the day, Lia slips into a pair of dark sweats, an Adidas branded tee and some pair of worn, old sneakers. Casual. But maybe a bit too casual. 'It's not as if we are going into ashland today, who cares.' she thinks, as the Korean smooths out her hair and heads out the door of her room. As she heads towards the (cursed) meeting spot set by Xavier, Lia couldnt help but reflect on their current situation.

Although the pack had moved away from ashland, a part of Lia still thought about the town- and maybe missed it too. Having a pack meant one could never be lonely; but for Lia, the pack alone was- and had never been- enough for her. A part of the young female longed to fit in with a bigger community, albeit the community had wanted nothing to do with her or her kind. Still, Lia longed for the sense of belonging in a larger community than just the pack. To be able to roam the streets and have a larger social circle than she did at this point in her life. She longed to live what was perceived to be a normal life in the eyes of many; without the beast within her and the ability to shift. Maybe on any other given day, Lia wouldn't have wished to swap away her werewolf lifestyle for that of a human (because humans were even more fragile than wolves), but sometimes, the hunter really wished she'd been born differently. Born part of a larger community.

She's shaken from her thoughts as the cool air assaults her skin, making it prickle and a shiver to move down her spine. She grimaces in distaste but continues onward anyways. Not far off, she could see the group of werewolves beginning to crowd together. When theyre close enough to Lia (more like Lia's close enough to them), she gives them a wave and a wordless hum of a greeting as she scans the odd placement of each pack member.

Eyes landing on the girls huddled by Xavier's side, Lia almost wanted to snort in disbelief. If anything, she would've been (and currently is) angry at the alpha for calling a meeting so early.

[artemis,]

( ★ ) 𝐗𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐄 !!
↪︎ alpha male -- tags: the group

Hearing footsteps in the short distance from the pack house to the meeting area due to his enhanced werewolf senses, his eyes briefly flitted towards the figure nearing him. Noticing it was one of the omegas, Teagan, he returned his gaze back to his work promptly as she settle into her spot. It wasn't very long until more of his pack members began showing up, filing into his line of sight one by one. The next person to arrive happened to be Lilith, a fighter whom he simply nodded in response to her curt greeting. His attention was roused, however, when she took the seat directly next to the male, which, of course, would be incredibly frowned upon in any other scenario. The prospect of scolding and forcing the lower-power to move over for the higher ranked crossed his mind for a nanosecond before he ruled that he didn't want to waste his energy on it. Much to Xavier's distaste, the cold began to seep into his skin through his layered clothing, but he, as always, remained stone-faced and practically emotionless. It wasn't until a familiar voice piped up that he acknowledged the presences around his form. Clearing his throat to make way for his reply, he nodded. "I'm afraid so. I was going to call this meeting later in the day but there's much to discuss," he explained, not taking his eyes off of the map. At her next inquiry, he took the opportunity to fire back with a teasing remark. "Did you brush your hair?" he mused, his eyes twinkling with mischief and triumph. Not even a moment later, he heard the unmistakably loud voice of his lead fighter, Shay. A slight smirk lifted the corners of his mouth as he approached. At his anticipated remark, he threw his head back and laughed, a genuine sound that was rare around anyone he wasn't as close with. It was practically a blessing that Shay had made him laugh in the public eye. Shaking his head as his laughter died down, a smile still present on his features. "Sorry, Shay. They snatched up all these seats so quick," he said, gesturing towards the chairs closest to him.

(editing in eunji's post soon, i'm busy at the moment ^^)

[I'm done delete me.]

[♀] ＴＥＡＧＡＮ ＲＯＧＥＲＳ
xxxxxx▶ age: twenty years || scent: cinnamon || form: human || tags: urbi, the pack
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teagan sat on the tree stump opposite the alpha, she then noticed the blonde fighter lilith walk past her. she noticed that she didn't even give her a glace or even say hello to her. she pushed it aside as it didn't matter to her so much since she was so use to hit by it now. however teagan then she noticed her sitting by xavier, with no questions asked. a little growl formed under her breath as anger boiled up inside her. teagan closed her eyes and looked the forest floor once again, she took deep breaths to relax herself, she hoped lilith didn't hear her growl that escaped her as she didn't want to cause a fight between them. as much as she hated this feeling, she couldn't do nothing about it. it was hard to watch him flirt with other than herself. but everyday it got a little easier, but still it took a toll on her heart. teagan tried to push the thought into the back of her head because right now all she could think about is lashing out at her. but she branded the omega, she was weak and lilith was a fighter she stood no chance against her. tegan knew she never stood a chance with the alpha because of her rank and her build. lilith was was much different to her, she was right to be alpha. she wished she could say the same about herself.
xxxxxxxxher hands were balled into fists in her pockets as she pushed her anger out. stay calm teagan she repeated in her head as she took deep breaths. as she exhaled a cloud of white fog escaped her mouth as the cold got to her. she then relaxed as she heard a familiar voice, the voice broke her trail of thoughts making her forget about lilith. she looked beside her and saw urbi there, with a small smile appearing on her face as she greeted her as she realised her clenched fists in her pocket although her nails made marks in the palms of her hands as she dug them into her skin. "hi urbi..." she said softly to the lead huntress. she grew close to this wolf to the point where they are close friends. "did you sleep well?" teagan asked as she broke the few seconds of silence between them. her eyes drew away from urbi as she watched the members of the pack enter the meeting area. she wondered what was going to be said today by the alpha. teagan then over heard what sung-min comment towards the alpha, again that hurt her but she tried not to show anyone. she turned her head back towards urbi, trying to forget what the lead fighter said. teagan didnt look at the other members of the pack entering and greeting. she remained quiet as she waited for urbi to reply.

[hellb0und]

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NAME. lilith abaddon ` STATUS. fighter ` SCENT. roses & blood ` TAG(S). xavier, shay, ali `

xxxxxxxx𝐆𝐎𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐏 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍.

xxxxxxxxLilith rolled her eyes as Urbi joined the group, squatting down and sitting herself next to Teagan. Tempted to make a snappy comment, as she'd usually do, for today she bit her tongue. Knowing this pack meeting had to be rather important for Xavier to call it so early. Soon after Ali made an appearance, who she greeted smoothly, "Mornin' gorgeous." It was her nature, to flirt. One of her many layers of protection. Then it dawned on her, that last night, she actually got some sense of rest. A rare case as practically every other night rest was unobtainable, especially since her mother died. She'd have constant nightmares about it, the event, over and over. Despite the vision's being timeless, it felt like forever to her. And each time she'd witness a new way of her mother being brutally murdered. Watching the life slowly drain from her chocolate-colored eyes. Even if she hadn't witnessed her true death, her mind didn't seem to need the vivid imagery. It did just fine on its own. Yet her last words were always the same, "Remember who you are." Is this what she would've said if Lilith was there? Perhaps it was, but the blonde knew she would never really know. Which she hated. But what decision did she have? All she could do was hold onto it, and do as her "mother" instructed. The most powerful woman she'd ever known. Her hero.
xxxxxxxxThe young adult's thought process was abruptly interrupted by her superior, the lead fighter. Shay. His snarky comment clearly directed at her left her furious, how dare he. She wasn't Xavier's puppet. His toy he could just mess around with whenever he felt like it. She was so much more. Lilith scooted away ever so slightly, directing a glare Shay's way but otherwise not doing much else. Biting her tongue just as she'd forced herself to do earlier. Restraining herself was something that was terribly hard to do, something she had very little control over. It'd been like this for her from a young age, as her fiery temper got her in trouble far more frequently then her mother deemed okay. But now she was older, and even if it took every fiber of her being, she kept her hands down by her sides and her behind glued to the log. It wasn't a surprise Xavier laughed at the remark, they were good friends. That wasn't the case with Lilith. The only person she'd ever open up to was her mother, who was gone. She'd now had only herself, which didn't bug her one bit. She was just fine on her own. Not to say she had absolutely no friends, she did. But a good majority of the pack were her enemies. And friends or not, that didn't mean she had to open up to any of them. So she wouldn't. The blue-eyed beauty huffed, watching as a white, cloudy puff of smoke collected in the frigid air before her. She was impatient, ready to go. It looked as if everyone was here.

[leopardus]

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AGE twenty three xxx ROLE hunter xxx SCENT burnt wood xxx TAGS open / pack xxx WC 980
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indentTHE YOUNG MAN WAS, without a doubt, one of the last to wake up and hurry to the meeting. as soon as he realized the time, he practically threw himself out of the cot, which was busted and bend inward──totally not a good place to lay his head, but he much preferred it over sleeping on the floor like some animal or animalistic human . . . . . wait, he was a werewolf, so technically he was animalistic as it gets, but at least he was proper. timothy was not too excited about this meeting or whatever, sure, everyone's there and they can chat and converse with one another, but he had almost forgot the fact that pretty much no one liked to talk to him───and for what reason? tim, of course, could not answer this question himself. was it because he was too annoying? too outgoing? too . . . energetic? conceivably, but hell, whatever──it was no big deal to him, not at all.

indentHIS BODY ACHED, he wasn't exactly sure why, but he did stay up for quite some time the other night. his schedule could be consider unhealthy and physically destructive───he would rise and shine early in the morning, though of course if he really wanted to do that, and would hit the sack late in the nights as he just did yesterday. he ran around a lot──which was pretty obvious since he was a hunter──and sometimes he'd exercise a bit, for no reason──just because he needs that energy to just go down the hatch──he had the energy of a small puppy, always so rambunctious at first then finally slowing down when they're drained of their energy. lately, he's been kind of off schedule, tim would only get up in the nearing afternoon, and he was always aware of how long he slept in. for some strange reason, he felt a bit hollow down inside, but this hollowness of his was certainly inexplicable for he, himself, didn't know of its source. everyday, he would feel it, and sometimes it was intense and other times it would be . . . fine, but it usually brought along an aching depressive state . . . depressed? why? for anything humanely possible──he'd like a true friend, to leave the pack and live a proper life, to get a real job, and most importantly, be a human. he knew that none of these concepts will never become truth, especially the latter, but it was nagging, you know?

indentTHE YOUNG WEREWOLF SPENT some time grooming himself before he was off, he didn't actually want to go to the gathering looking any kind of way. did he have to dress all swanky and sophisticated? hell no, who had time for that? but he did want to look good for once, not a mess like usual, so he did put effort into his appearance this time. he grabbed his washcloth that he used the other day and made sure to wash his face properly, it did wake him up more in the process, which was great──he couldn't just go there with a negative attitude──no, no, no, that just wasn't tim. he did the usual things that everyone else would do──brushed his fangs until they were as white as sea pearls, wiped his face more until it shined, not literally, and combed his scruffy, long locks. his hair had grown a lot more over these past months, and he could actually do more with it, so instead of keeping it out and all over the place, timothy pushed some hair up into a small, merely medium, sized bun and shifted it until it was perfectly placed atop his head. after all of that was out the way, he shuffled through a bunch of his clothing that was just sitting messily in a pile in the corner of his bedroom, and grabbed his most good-looking clothes (that weren't even that good, really) and quickly put them on. the time was ticking as he was finishing up, and soon, he was running out the door.

indentTIMOTHY WASN'T NERVOUS as he joined the group at the meeting spot, wearing a slight award-winning smirk against his soft face. they all knew each other, especially him, so why would he be? surely, nothing bad was to happen . . . hopefully he wouldn't jinx this statement, he would have so much fun . . . timothy sulked internally, yeah, this would be fun . . . totally not terrible, which was the emotion he was feeling at the last gathering. he tensed as he was able to recall something embarrassing, yes, the happy-go-lucky and "always" happy timothy had been, you name it, embarrassed! boohoo, too bad for him he guessed. he didn't remember the exact details, in which he reinforced himself not to do, but it was in front of someone of importance around here. it was really dumb of him to do that, he's going to be reminded of it everywhere he goes, but oh well, he'll deal with it. "calm yourself, tim," he muttered to himself out of nowhere, probably gaining attention of someone and some strange looks.

indentSITTING SOMEWHERE A BIT FAR FROM EVERYONE ELSE, he decided to mind his business for now, but he wasn't going to refrain from chatting at this gathering. he should just cool down and relax, chill, but he felt more antsy the more he stood away──he wanted to talk, but he didn't want to be an annoyance right now. he wondered how the alpha was doing──he wondered how some others were doing──he wondered how eunji was doing. eunji was probably the only one he could have a real conversation with, seeing as most would just shoo him away, he wondered if he ever bothered her in the slightest. he'd always come and talk whenever she's working, so yeah, probably. timothy huffed and just clasped his hands in his lap, looking down at the ground, trying to pretend he's lost in thought──he wasn't though.

[Kim Jongdae]

ＳＵＮＧ-ＭＩＮ "ＳＨＡＹ" ＭＯＯＮ
❝ ｔｈｅ ｗｏｒｌｄ ｗａｓ ｙｏｕｒｓ, ｎｏｗ ｉｔｓ ｉｎ ｍｙ ｈａｎｄｓ !! ❞
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tagged;; xavier, everyone in clearing (mentioned) |oc;; 664 words, I feel like the living taehyung tea gif, bye lol

Ignoring the glare he had received from the blonde next to Xavier, a grin practically splits across the lead fighter's face as the ringing sound of Xavier's laughter suddenly fills the relative silence surrounding the group. It's a sound he lives for, but doesn't have the pleasure of experiencing very often- much less in public, like this instance. So naturally, the lead fighter couldn't hold back the grin that split his face as he relishes the sounds Xavier had allowed himself to emit. It was a good feeling; a laughter that brought a certain kind of warmth and comfort into Shay's chest. The lead fighter simply stood there for a short minute, appreciative of the moment and the rare occurrence. Though he couldn't quite say the same about the glare he received from the blonde next to Xavier- the juxtaposition between the two a little too harsh down to every single detail. Though, it wasn't something new, by any means- neither had the comment been directed at her.

Rather than audibly acknowledging the momentary feeling of soft contentment from Xavier's laugh outright, Shay simply snorts quietly in only partial mock annoyance. "Wow, thanks for thinking so much about me." he snaps jokingly. Though, to be fair, Shay would've suspected that the beta, lorenzo, would've taken one of the spots, if not for lilith's save on the space. It wasn't exactly his spot in the first place- whether he would like it to be or not. Lead fighters were necessarily at the top, anyways.

Speaking of Lorenzo- as Lorenzo, Evan and Lia soon began to coagulate the sparsely filled space into an increasingly crowded area, Shay waved in acknowledgement to each of them respectively, maintaining a friendly posture, as per usual. His gaze scanned across the present wolves, landing on the doorway of their home. Where was ji? She better not have fallen asleep again, after all the noise I had made earlier. Though, in all honesty, if the healer had, Shay wouldn't have known whether to be irritably angry, or give her an applaud for being able to even fall asleep after all that. Five more minutes, Ji, I hope you're awake.

Pushing the thought away, Shay's gaze returns to the alpha, sitting perched on his stump in what seemed like the most relaxed manner. As if a devious idea were to flit across his mind in that split moment, Shay nearly smirks. Shoving his hands into the pocket of his jeans, Shay simply makes his way over to Xavier, drawing closer with each lazy, almost nonchalant step he takes, "You know, I should be angry that Lilith and Alistair took the spots next to you..." Shay trails off, pausing as the proximity between Xavier and himself seems to disappear. "...But I guess you did leave a spot for me anyways, so I can't say much, huh?"

Although he seemed nonchalant, a smirk tugging up at one of the corner of his lips, his heartbeat began to pound softly against his chest. Quickly, but gracefully, the lead fighter soon plops himself down, right into Xavier's lap as he naturally allows himself to mold against the alpha's strong chest and broad shoulders. He's much smaller (both in height and in stature), compared to Xavier, so he's easily boxed in; if he'd been sitting entirely on Xavier's lap, his legs would've probably dangled a couple inches from the ground (curse his height). The feeling was more foreign than expected, but Shay didn't mind. It wasn't as if everyone was the same. "Hm, this seat seems like the more comfortable one, now that I think about it." he mocks, lightly pinching the outside of Xavier's thigh, as if to make a point. He's still having his fun- not at all serious. Except he's also allowing himself to melt softly into the warmth that the proximity to Xavier offers, subtly relishing the feeling.

"Now, let me see that map that I know you've been drawing on all morning-"

[artemis,]

( ★ ) 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐄𝐔𝐍-𝐉𝐈 !!
↪︎ healer -- tags: the group, timothy

Eunji was shaken awake by a force unfamiliar to her in this delicate scenario. her bangs clung to her forehead in an unstyled and unkempt manner, like the rest of her as she had just woken up. Sleep had been restful, though she took a particular disliking to the time in which their alpha had decided to call the pack meeting. However, being a healer who's main job was to collect and sort all of their herbs, she had been awake all night on numerous occasions.. even tending to a sick or badly injured pack mate. That being said, a full night of rest was very rare and quite valuable to the young healer. She caught the excited melody of Shay's voice before he disappeared out the door, no doubt to the pack meeting. Getting up, her wide doe eyes caught the harsh morning light quickly causing her to shield her orbs from the rays illuminating her bedroom. Crossing to her wardrobe, she pulled on a pair of leggings and a white knit turtleneck sweater, pairing her outfit with some knee-high boots to keep her legs as warm as she possibly could. Ji wasn't a big fan of the cold, granted she preferred being outside when the sun was shining. Plus, herbs and crops grew more vibrantly in such conditions. Brushing out her short black hair and leaving it free, she deemed herself fit to leave the pack house and started down the hall, her fingers habitually brushing against the wooden walls gently as she passed. Quickening her pace, she shoved her hands in the front pocket of her sweater as she walked towards the group gathered. Her eyes trailing slowly over every figure present, she spotted Shay sitting on her alpha's lap. A bold move in her eyes but she knew it was his regular behavior. A smile poking at his figure in amusement, she then spotted Timothy sitting alone, and a pang of sympathy blossomed in her chest. Not thinking a second time, her shorter legs carried her to where he sat, sitting down in the stool closest to him. "Goodmorning, Timothy," she greeted, her tone of voice kind and very gentle, as always.

[vash the stampede.]

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scent; ocean breeze / spearmint ⋆ tags; the pack, xavier, shay ⋆ mood; cal
m ⋆ song; personal - hrvy ⋆ outfit; no 2

alistair gave xavier a 'har-dee-har' before laughing as shay plopped himself into xavier's lap. "aww
shay? did i take your spot?" the delta fake pouted as she playfully pinched the lead fighter's cheek
with a small smirk, before her eyes caught onto the presence of lorenzo. she snapped her attenti
on back to the alpha and the lead fighter, finally pulling the loose leaves and twigs out of her blo
nde locks. "i'm assuming there's an important part to this meeting? or are we still waiting on some
people?" she took a quick look around to count heads, something she was used to doing by now. "h
m so many, can't keep track of who we're missing." she mumbled under her breath before she adj
usted her army green jacket and fixed the maroon scarf around her neck. "please tell me its just
me or is it super cold out here." she too was blessed with being warm all the time, but alistair oft
en felt cold just because and not many people knew why. so unlike the others, she often bundled
up as well as she did this crisp morning. "brr."