❦ Evergreen Reservation ❦ {Werewolf RP} Accepting

[Cultro]

Vandyke Oakes
Male
21
Lead Fighter [8]
Tags: Dining room

With the words of the old woman, he felt red color rise in his face, but he tried to tell himself that the elderly lady had certainly meant his Alpha and Mika, not him and Mika.
For a moment he stared at the daintly girl and the kinda taller young man, before turning his head.
Somehow, it seemed strange to him that the alpha was interested in the Omega - or did he interpret too much in the chef's sentence?
In his old pack, it would have been abnormal to look for a mate outside of the appropriate rank. His ex-girlfriend had also been in the fitting rank. Well, he was, to be honest, glad not to be forced to be together in a relationship with her anymore, even if she had disappeared cruelly from his life.
Why did he even waste so many thoughts on this subject, even though only one sentence had fallen in this direction?
He turned his head uncomfortably to the side, then he bowed It respectfully in front of the two wolves before he silently helping with the table.
He did not know how many plates were needed, and he just grabbed twelve for good luck. Of course, it was easy for him to carry the plates, even with one hand.
As he spread them on the table, his nose curled with the smell of meat and his stomach growled softly.
Embarrassed, he looked around, hoping that no one had heard it.

[Lavellan]

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𝑅ó𝒾𝓈í𝓃 𝑀𝒸𝐿𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓁𝒾𝓃
Huntress
Level Four
21
❃

Form: Human
Location: Her Room/Corridor
Tags: Elizabeth

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Singing a soft tune under her breath, Róisín pulled the last pair of jeans out of her bag, unfolding then re-folding them before placing them carefully alongside her other clothes, all neatly folded, coded by what they were, when they could be worn, and how comfortable they were. Ró knew that, by the end of the week, all of the clothes would be in disarray, her natural messiness taking over. However, right now, all was perfect. Stepping back to her bed then, she zipped up her bag, shoving it under the bed and out of the way. Turning her attention then to the backpack that had held all of her supplies for her classes, she opened the zip, the contents almost bursting out of the stuffed black and white checkered bag. Picking up various coloured notebooks, hardback copies and sketch pads, she sorted them all, setting them on the desk in a neat, colourful pile. Taking out an empty pencil case and a pack of brand-new pens, she sorted the pack, taking two black, two blue, a green and a red pen and putting them neatly into the pencil case, along with a pencil, sharpener and eraser. You never know what you'll need for a new class! Settling the pencil case back into the backpack, she then set the backpack back on the ground, next to her desk. Taking a step back, she laughed softly as she took in the sight of the room in front of her. "I should take a picture..." She said to herself, sure that any family members that were told of her accomplishment would never believe her.
Continuing to sing her little tune, she changed her clothes quickly, ridding herself of her comfortable jeans and hoodie that she had traveled in, instead pulling on a black t-shirt with a lacy trim and a pale pair of skinny jeans. Plopping herself back onto the bed to pull her sneakers back on, she tied them loosely before standing again, adding quick (embarrassing) dance moves to her little tune before moving to the door. She opened the heavy wooden door, peeking out into the corridor. Not spotting anyone, she stepped out, closing the door behind her. Hesitating quickly, she found her gaze falling on Elizabeth's door. The dark haired girl had seemed friendly enough, and so Róisín made the decision to try to make a friend. Rapping her knuckles on the wooden door, just under the little notice that held Elizabeth's name, she bounced on the balls of her feet excitedly. To her surprise, the door was not securely closed, and so it moved with her touch. Pushing it open, peeping around and spotting the dark-haired girl by the bed, she grinned, piping up. "Hi neighbor! Sorry for intruding, I just thought I should introduce myself properly!" She beamed, holding out a hand to Elizabeth. "I'm Róisín, to be a huntress when we get settled in."

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𝕂𝕚𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕟 𝕄𝕔𝕃𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕝𝕚𝕟
Loner
Level Seven
21
☽

Form: Human/Wolf
Location: Forest Creek/Caves
Tags: (Ferrell)/Open

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Southwest. That Ferrell girl seemed to know what she was doing, and so he decided to take her advice. Her final words reached his ears, and so he glanced back, watching her move off. "Kieran." He called over his shoulder, waving even though she was moving in the opposite direction. Pausing, he then turned his body, and, raising his hands to his mouth in an attempt to amplify his final word, called after her with a "Thanks!" Turning back, he shifted the gym bag on his shoulder, attempting to make the heavy bag more comfortable. He may not have packed weapons, but he was more than prepared for travelling, and so he fished a compass, out of one of the inner pockets, pausing to ensure it was correct, then following it Southwest, hoping that it was close enough to find without changing form. He wasn't sure about the human population of this area, but a wolf with a gym bag would be far more suspicious than a human with one, and, not wanting to find himself on social media as a clickbait article about "What you won't BELIEVE this wolf was carrying!", he kept walking, keeping a brisk yet maintainable pace.
Soon enough, what he had assumed that Ferrell was talking about came into view, a set of small caves and dens littering the area. Shutting his eyes, he shifted form, his smaller, more agile wolf form better suited for finding his new home. A pale tongue covered his dark nose, dampening it in an attempt to catch any scents that might linger. Nothing immediate came to his attention, so, catching his tattered bag, he hauled it up to one of the higher caves, pulling it all the way to the back before laying it down, turning his attention back to the outside of the caves, his amber eyes burning as he took in the surrounding area. Sitting down at the mouth of his new cave, he cast his gaze across the land as though he were a lion surveying his pride. Twitching his nose, he found his mind wandering to weapons once again. 'I wonder could Ró steal me a knife from her lovely new home.' he pondered almost bitterly. Sure that Miss Goody-Two-Shoes would never dream of stealing from her new pack, he stood, shaking out his pelt. His wolf form would have to do for a weapon for the time being. Maybe he could steal a knife from that Ferrell girl? Laughing out loud at the thought, he stepped almost daintily down from his temporary new home, deciding to do a bit of exploring.

[Cultro]

Kyle
Male
17
Loner
Omega
Forest
Tags: Open

The wind blew a cold breeze in the face of the young black wolf, which caused an unpleasant tickling in his ears.
He let out a soft, light growl and snapped into the air before shaking wildly until the tickling quieted. Kyle did not like the wind, at least not anymore. In the first days the breeze was still refreshing and free, interesting and full of new odors, but now he was fed up with gusts, causing the bushes and trees to rustle and driving coldly under his thin fur,
It made him terribly nervous, with every cracking branch he felt his heart throb. Presently, he was almost continually biting his teeth, Kyle had the feeling of not having any other facial expressions.
Slowly he made a few steps backwards, closer to the protection of the trees, but the wInd seemed to pursue him scornfully between the thin stems.
A throat of the stomach drowned the soft rumbling in the wolf's breast, and he paused.
He wanted to hunt.
How could he have forgotten that?
He had not eaten anything for two days. If he did not get something between the teeth soon, he would eat his own paws.
Unfortunately, Barker, his companion, was not there ...
He had trouble hunting alone. Maybe he'd get a rabbit ... Or an injured bird.
With a nearly invisible trembling in the wiry legs, the wolf set in motion, his eyes gently fixed on every new shrubbery.
He tipped his ears and sniffed, but the air smelled of mold and rainy.
How could he find anything under this conditions?
With slow movements Kyle pushed himself through the shadows of the forest, no more than a shadow of a wolf.

[feather_light_flight]

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[ Cybil & Amos ]
"On the whole, human beings want to be good,
but not too good, and not quite all the time..."
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Amos smirked at Violet, his brown eyes
twinkling with mirth as he listened to Hayden
stumble over his words. "It's pretty obvious
isn't it Haydee?" Dark eyes scanned over the
girl before Amos nodded to himself, assured
that he had the right impression of her.

When he next spoke, his eyes stayed on
Violet, though the explanation was for the
healer more than anyone. "The alpha
is your brother. Which means you're
alpha born. But you're stuck as an apprentice
to a healer. A rank normally given at pup
hood. My guess is that something happened,
and you got weak. Weak enough for your
brother to be assigned alpha instead
of you. But he didn't tell you. So you're
ticked." The words were soft, and it
was hard to be mad at such a blunt truth
when it was spoken in a voice of honey.

Amos expected a slap nonetheless, and prepared
himself for defense by tensing up, eyes still
carefully trained on girl in front of him.
If he had guessed right, she'd probably be angry
at a mere omega reminding her of such
a history.

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A small sigh escaped the Beta's lips as she
sat up, fingers tapping against her mattress. She could not
stay hidden in her room for long. As a beta, her life was
dedicated to the pack. Another long winded sigh, and the
blonde beauty pushed herself to her feet, stretching and
looking around. She could go to the woods. Patrol while the
others were eating dinner.

With a plan in mind, the girl threw on a hoodie and headed
downstairs, slipping out the front door without so much as
a creaky floor board beneath her feet. As soon as the fresh
air hit her face, the beta shifted, body molding into a small,
almost undersized wolf with a long tail and russet fur.

Setting off into the woods was easy, as the beta had already
spent time exploring pack territory in her previous visits to
scout out the cabin. The wind was biting, but it helped to
clear her head, and brought with it a kaleidoscope of scents.
Including a wolf scent that she didn't recognize. Curious, the
beta began padding along, sniffing for the trail of the
strange wolf. It was only when a dark pelt came into sight,
that she realized the scent belonged to a loner.
Stepping forward, the beta let her gaze stay trained on
him, icy orbs of curiosity. "This is pack land you know..."

[Cultro]

Kyle
Male
17
Loner
Omega
Forest
Tags: Cybil

Distracted by a fat rat in some green bushes - even the ugly, dirty rodent looked appetizing in his eyes - he had forgotten everything else around him.
As branches twitched behind his back and leaves crumbled Kyle rode around, the felted tail raised steeply.
His two-colored eyes were wide, but when he recognized that It was another wolf they narrowed to small, angry slits.
A dark rumble broke out of him, causing his chest to vibrate as he intuitively took an attack posture, his ears tight to his head.
Another wolf was a threat.
Apparently this belonged to a pack, which was much worse. He had rarely met packs, but he realized that a group of enemies was less than a single opponent.
"Who said that I care?", he asked dumbly, raising his lips so that the wolf could examine his bleached teeth.
A wave of anger spilled over him when he noticed that his rat, his lunch, had fled now, and his sharp ribs stuck out as he inhaled new air to continue with the growling.

[feather_light_flight]

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[ Cybil & Amos ]
"On the whole, human beings want to be good,
but not too good, and not quite all the time..."
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Amos smirked at Violet, his brown eyes
twinkling with mirth as he listened to Hayden
stumble over his words. "It's pretty obvious
isn't it Haydee?" Dark eyes scanned over the
girl before Amos nodded to himself, assured
that he had the right impression of her.

When he next spoke, his eyes stayed on
Violet, though the explanation was for the
healer more than anyone. "The alpha
is your brother. Which means you're
alpha born. But you're stuck as an apprentice
to a healer. A rank normally given at pup
hood. My guess is that something happened,
and you got weak. Weak enough for your
brother to be assigned alpha instead
of you. But he didn't tell you. So you're
ticked." The words were soft, and it
was hard to be mad at such a blunt truth
when it was spoken in a voice of honey.

Amos expected a slap nonetheless, and prepared
himself for defense by tensing up, eyes still
carefully trained on girl in front of him.
If he had guessed right, she'd probably be angry
at a mere omega reminding her of such
a history.

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Cybil offered a thin smile, stepping forward
with all the grace of a fae creature, her paws barely moved
the ground beneath them as she approached the lone male,
blue eyes shimmering. "You don't. But as Beta, I'm inclined
to investigate any loners I find here." A small sigh as she
looked the wolf up and down, disappearing into the bushes
and reappearing a minute later with a bird in her teeth.

"Here." The rust wolf tossed the dead creature to the
loners feet, eyes glimmering with a still vibrant curiosity.
"I can't have a loner causing trouble for my pack. And a
hungry wolf is more dangerous and desperate than a fed
one." There was no malice in her voice, instead her words
seemed to sing through the air, soft and breathy.

It would be hard for most to believe that this under sized,
rather soft seeming wolf was a beta. But there was something
to Cybil, perhaps the way her chin tilted up, or how she could
approach anyone without fear, that indicated her power.

"I'm not here to fight you stranger. Just to learn how you
came across our land. And what you intend to do now that
you're here." A blink of the eyes, a twitch of the ears.
Everything about Cybil was strangely calm, centered, even in
the face of an aggressive loner.

[azhefa.]

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⟦ luke ✘ 21 ✘ lone werewolf ✘ level 10 ✘ bisexual/single ✘ tags; kathrine, ferrell, trinity ⟧

a furred shadow moves through the dimly lit forest, its paws hitting the soft earth with little to no sound. inky black fur blends easily with the shadows cast by trees making it hard to distinguish the wolf from bush or tree. the only thing that really gives him away are the red eyes that peer out from the darkness that surrounds him. luke was out on patrol for the fifth time, his chest burning with anger and hate as he once again fixes his borders. the pack of young whelps living nearby was constantly running through his sectioned off portion of land, destroying his carefully marked borders. the beast rumbles a deep growl as he rakes his long claws down the side of a tree, cutting gouges into the hard bark. hopefully his more obvious border signs will keep the pesky children out of his territory, but he wasn't very optimistic. the red-eyed beast marks another tree before carrying on with his patrol, a quiet voice in the back of his mind hoping that he'll find one of the pack wolves while out patrolling. it's been far too long since he's had a proper fight, everyone just runs from him around here. though he likes striking fear into everyone's hearts, it would be nice to actually fight once in a while.

after making sure his borders were secure, luke decides to head out to hunt even though he could go another day or two without. the male moves with causal strength, his head and tail relax as he pads through the forest in search of prey. it doesn't take long for him to catch a scent, the reserve was full of all kinds of prey. luke tracks down a rabbit which he quickly devours, he wasn't hungry enough to run down a deer. even though he's a very large male and usually has an insatiable appetite, luke had taken down a stag a few days ago and had gorged himself. after finishing the rabbit, luke heads off towards the stream that runs straight through his section of territory. his plot of land was in a prime location with plenty of prey running both within and outside his borders as well as a water source and adequate den locations. luke has several scars from when he first arrived and fought for the patch of land, but once he showed his true power and strength, none tried to fight him over anything else. it was both a blessing and a curse to have such a high power level, no one wants to fight a level ten wolf that was twice their size, even if luke wants them to.

his anger starts to simmer once more as he stops by the stream for a drink, he can scent several loners and even pack wolves and it was strengthening his anger towards them all. after getting his fill from the stream, luke lets out a snarl before throwing back his head and roaring out his rage. the black beast's howl was more of a roar than anything else and was filled with his rage and hate towards the pesky pack wolves. once the sound dies out, luke turns and heads back towards his borders, his red eyes aglow with violence. as he nears his precious borders, luke picks up the scent of three females and decides to follow it, they were very close to his lands and he wants to make sure they won't be crossing over. his black fur melts into the shadows as he comes up to where the three females were standing, he hides for the moment to gauge wither or not he needs to assert himself. luke was a bit curious to see two of the lone females he had seen a few times, one of which was three-legged and the other with a power level to match his own. the third female was young and had a weaker level so he ignores her. luke listens to the trio's conversation for a few minutes, perking his ears at kathrine's words. it was amusing how she had been pretty much been speaking of himself, he does enjoy attacking those who cross his borders uninvited.

luke decides to make himself known mostly because he was bored and the trio could give him some amusement for the time being. the black wolf moves around to the other side of the trio so he was behind trinity, it was much more fun to scare weaker wolves and see how they react to his presence. luke gives a low growl before moving out into the sun, his head lifted to show his strength and power. the scars that covered his frame catch the light and are made visible, the dark fur around them having hid them in the shadows. luke was expecting an aggressive or even submissive reaction from two of the females since they were lower than himself, but he wasn't exactly sure how kathrine will react since she's just as powerful as himself. the black beast gives kathrine a deep rumbling chuckle as he speaks, his voice smooth yet gravely, "take care how you speak, someone may think you're talking about them." luke stands tall as he speaks, his ears perked forward and red eyes flashing with not so hidden violence. though he would love a good fight with kathrine, luke has come to understand he will probably never get one out of her, she was much too smart to do something so stupid. the other two, though, seemed dumb enough to try and take him on so he waits rather patiently for their reactions to his sudden intimidating appearance.

[Cultro]

Kyle
Male
17
Loner
Omega
Forest
Tags: Cybil

The black neckfur of the wolf bristled as the Beta suddenly disappeared into the bushes, and in the short time the wolf had disappeared, Kyle even toyed with the idea of fleeing.
He had not expected her to come back, he only wanted to stay to find his rat again, but when she came back and dropped something lifeless beside his paws, he made a suprised jump into the air and snapped at her muzzle just to miss it.
He stared at the bird and licked his nose as the smell of fresh blood almost made him insane with hunger, but he did not approach the dead prey, but stared at the female wolf.
As if they were glued to them, his eyes followed each of her movements, and his pride was hurt as she was so elegant and had done things without problems, for which he would have spent a great deal of time and effort.
He also did not understand much of the ranks, but knew very well that the beta was one of the highest ranks.
His mother once had told him that. At least he thought he could remember vaguely.
"I'm here to find something to eat, I smelled smoke and hoped to find peasants who breed sheep or chickens." he said roughly after felt like h4 stared long enough.
Like a weasel, he grabbed the bird and made a set backwards, away from the wolf and always his suspiciously eyes on her.
But instead of falling over the meat, he raised his head and examined the air.
He could not smell Barker, but the dog had to be nearby.
With a deep breath, he unloaded the whole air in a high, short howl that ended in a wisp, raising his upper body so that he stood on the hind leg for a moments.
Listening, he turned his head aside and shrugged.
Footsteps in the foliage. Barker came running. The Doberman remained alerted, however, when he saw the strange wolf.

[feather_light_flight]

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[ Cybil & Amos ]
"On the whole, human beings want to be good,
but not too good, and not quite all the time..."
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pause on amos till violet replies
Amos smirked at Violet, his brown eyes
twinkling with mirth as he listened to Hayden
stumble over his words. "It's pretty obvious
isn't it Haydee?" Dark eyes scanned over the
girl before Amos nodded to himself, assured
that he had the right impression of her.

When he next spoke, his eyes stayed on
Violet, though the explanation was for the
healer more than anyone. "The alpha
is your brother. Which means you're
alpha born. But you're stuck as an apprentice
to a healer. A rank normally given at pup
hood. My guess is that something happened,
and you got weak. Weak enough for your
brother to be assigned alpha instead
of you. But he didn't tell you. So you're
ticked." The words were soft, and it
was hard to be mad at such a blunt truth
when it was spoken in a voice of honey.

Amos expected a slap nonetheless, and prepared
himself for defense by tensing up, eyes still
carefully trained on girl in front of him.
If he had guessed right, she'd probably be angry
at a mere omega reminding her of such
a history.

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Cybil's eyes followed the
wolf as he pulled away from her,
and then snapped to the bushes where
the doberman watched her warily. With a
small smile, she shifted, until a blonde
girl with shimmering eyes and a lithe
body sat on the ground, holding out her
hand to the dog in a sign of peace.

Her eyes never left the wolf though,
a smile playing across her soft lips,
"If you need food, I can go back
to the cabin and get some. We have
more than enough. You just have to
promise not to pick a fight ok?"
A short laugh jingled past her lips
at the idea of this underfed loner trying
to take her down. It wasn't a cruel
laugh though, more amused than
anything.

"I can probably find something
for your pet too, if you want."
The offer hung between them as
the beta blinked, head eternally
cocked to the side in the most
curious of manner. Out here, the
beta didn't have to pull rank. She had
access to supplies, and she could
help a fellow wolf with those
supplies. It wasn't a hard decision
for her to make.

[Cultro]

Kyle
Male
17
Loner
Omega
Forest
Tags: Cybil

Kyle gave Barker a quick glance and shook himself briefly, as a sign that at the moment there was no danger from the wolf, especially not in her human form.
That she was pretty and dainty had a calming impression on the Omega, but did not relieve his mistrust.
The large Doberman waited a few more seconds between the bushes before he barked and ran to Kyle.
In contrast to the previously seemingly aggressive, contentious nature, the black wolf allowed the dog to jump on him and thrust his head against the flank with wild waggling tail.
When Kyle gave no sign that he want to eat the bird, the dog did not hesitate began to tear at the dead animal.
Kyle did not want to eat in front of the Beta, especially when she was sitting in front of him in her human form.
He would feel even less human if he had to eat the bird like a beast while she sat angelically on the foliage, her blond hair gently blowing in the wind.
But he did not want to shift either.
"We'll be absolutly fine on our own." he announced, in a scratchy voice, not knowing whether he should stand or whether he should sit down.
Both of these appeared to be not a good idea.
"And I decide for myself, with whom I start a fight and with whom not," he added with a raised chin.
Beta back and forth - He never had been in a pack. He did not give a penny at ranks.