the truth about Shakespeare. open.

[kitsune,]

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❅ ＦＩＮＮ ❅
the arctic ice queen.
female - 17 - alpha female
single - crushless - tags; pack elders
x x x x

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Finn could feel her blood begin to boil, she'd been sat in the room no less than ten minutes, and already the topic of conversation had started her off on a rage, she was tapping her fingers on the arm of her chair. Her father and Wesley's father were, once again, discussing the possibilities of her having a relationship with Wesley, she sighed, and finally stood up, placing her hands on her hips and looking at both of the older males, her eyes flashing dangerously. She waited for both the males to stop talking before she began "Daddy, I know you want me to carry on the pack's lineage, but it will be with a mate who I choose for myself, I mean no disrespect Mr. McCoy, but I do not want to choose right now who my future partner will be, and in my past experiences with your son, I have no desire to begin a relationship, who knows though, potentially one day he will surprise me, and I will enter a relationship with him, but until that day I choose to have no partner." she looked at the two of them with an eyebrow raised and waited for them to talk, her father looked genuinely shocked at her reasoning and they muttered non committedly, she sighed again and shook her head, turning on her heel and storming out of the room, but this wasn't the end, oh no, if she was going to choose a mate to lead, it would be her own choice, not her fathers.

[kona.]

[ finished my form! ]

[Slayei]

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➳ Leander
➳Nineteen ➳ Male
➳ The Beta ➳Crush;;Open
➳Tagged;;None

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The early morning sun warmed Leander's back as he made his way down the hall and majestically made his way down the stairs. He could tell that a few others were just rising this morning as well. Reaching the bottom layer he made his way to the kitchen, where he grabbed a pan and began to cook the sausage gravy and biscuits that he had promised the others the previous night. Recently the tension in the pack had risen by cause of the Montagues. They had always been the enduring enemy of the Capulets, but now more than every they were a problem and had the pack on high alert.

With all the high emotions in the pack, Leander had promised to ease it by doing the only thing he did not know well. Having fun. He had tried to plan a fun day for the pack, but had ended up settling on throwing a party. It was more of a requirement seeming that Leander was the serious pack member and he was actually trying to lighten the mood. As he finished making breakfast he sat out plates and silverware, then headed to the phone to make sure everything for the party would arrive on time. This party would need to be big and of the best quality in order to raise the hopes of the pack. Everyone was invited from the town, so it would be big.

As he got off the phone he sat for a minute to eat his own breakfast and have a moment of peace before the party.

[Slayei]

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➳ Thayer
➳Twenty-Two(627) ➳ Female
➳ The Matriarch ➳Crush;;Open
➳Tagged;;None

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Shadows enticed the candle lit mansion that sat on the edge of town. Every silver curtain drawn and every shade shut. The colors of silver, white ,grey, and black decorated the beautiful inside of the home. From the outside the manor looked decorative and elegant. Passing through the living room, a figure dressed in black made its way toward the curtains. In a split second the curtains were pulled back to allow the sunlight to praise the inside. The figure, now fully visible, was a beautiful short brunette with pale skin and brown eyes. Pearls adored her ears and neck as a black v neck cocktail dress trickled over her body.

This was Thayer, The Matriarch of the Montagues'. She was small in stature, but her wisdom and strength was ages old. She stood before the window for a few moments, taking in the sight of the town like she had for so many mornings before. From the corner of her eyes she noticed a bustle at the Capulets' place. She grinned. "A party..." A cute petite smirk danced across her face. For as long as she had been alive the two families had remained enemies. Although now the dispute that started it escaped her mind, Thayer knew that it had built enough hatred between the two to cause such nasty feuding. Tonight she would allow her clan to party with the wolves, in disguise of course, as to relieve the pressure. However, as soon as tomorrow hit the clan would be restricted to their own part of the territory.

[Lady Grifter]

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➳ Cecily
➳Twenty-one(514) ➳ Female
➳ Second-in-Command ➳Crush;;Open
➳Tagged;; Thayer

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Lavender eyes chased ebony text across the page, yellowed and worn from age, of Emily Dickinson's A Murmur Among The Trees. She sat, or more perched, in a seat of red velvet and mahogany with her long alabaster legs tucked under her; a dash of snow in a room of crimson and shadows. A dress of rich ivory satin and lace clung to her graceful form, spilling off of the chair onto the marble floors from a slit up along her thigh. A choker composed of an intricate weave of silver chains hugged her throat, clasping a teardrop cameo of moonstone, and chandelier earrings of spinel and silver hung from her ears.

"The Capulets seem to be enjoying themselves,"she spoke without looking up; her voice came soft and fluid like lavish silk as it escaped her lips. A soft smile bloomed across the fullness of her pale lips, as Cecily's lavender gaze flickered from the book to their leader in silent greeting. The early tentative beams of the morning sun just beginning to claw their way past the thick silver curtains now tumbled across the floors, freed under Thayer's elegant touch.

[Quoth the Raven]

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➳ Isaac Martinez
➳Twenty-four(400) ➳ Male
➳ The Advocate ➳Crush;;Open
➳Tagged;; Cecily, Thayer

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"You look like a dove minding her nest like that," Isaac murmured with a deep chuckle, watching the wintery blonde. A pair of ivory fangs, sharp as razors, glinted in his grin as he spoke. Although quite beautiful and charming, he did not trust the serpentine vampress. Far too often he'd caught her weaving webs of lies within the coven, resulting in her current position as second in command to Thayer. But despite his uneasiness, he regarded her as kindly as he would any other.

He looked up at once upon the entrance of The Matriarch, giving a slight bow of his head in greeting. "Has the morning treated you well Thayer?" Isaac canted his head in respectful inquiry, tucking his hands into the pockets of his silk coat. Instinctively, his ebony gaze flicked to the window in response to Cecily's comment; looking off to the Capulet's territory.

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➳ Wesley McCoy
➳Nineteen ➳ Male
➳ Paris ➳Crush;;Open
➳Tagged;; Finn

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"Short stack," Wesley came up beside the storming alpha as she made her way down the hall, exiting the elders' office. A cocky grin stained his lips as he wrapped an around around her, fighting a bit to keep up with her stiff pace. "Look, I'm sorry about my dad going out of his way to get us hitched, but he's got a point," he grinned, intent to tease her. "My pop' thinks a settling down with a pretty girl and popping out a few rug-rats will keep me in one place. The fact that you're alpha is only an added bonus."

Unlike many of his pack, he dressed fairly modestly, with a rugged plaid shirt and tattered jeans. The tall male tugged a hand through his thick blond hair. Black boots of thick leather laced up to his knees, spilling over the side. "They're throwing this whole party for it.." He added with a chuckle, his voice thick with the south.

[kitsune,]

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❅ ＦＩＮＮ ❅
the arctic ice queen.
female - 17 - alpha female
single - crushless - tags; wesley
x x x x

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As he wrapped his arm around her waist she snarled with such ferocity that she scared herself, she grabbed his arm and twisted it behind his back. "If you ever touch me without my permission, ever again then I will tear you apart." she glared at him, her eyes turning stormy, her chest was rising and falling at a rapid rate as she attempted to keep her cool, but she was close to losing it. "This party is not to encourage a relationship between yourself and I, in fact it is just a celebration of fun, to lighten our spirits because of the interference of Montagues, now if you want some rugrats I suggest you go and find a fae who's a bit easier to please than I.." she tossed her hair and stalked ahead of him, growling to herself as she went. Stupid testosterone filled males, stupid elders, stupid heritage, why did she have to be alpha anyway? she sighed, she knew that this wasn't the reason that Wes liked her, she knew that he liked her because she wouldn't relent and let him in, perhaps she just should? But if he just tried woo her instead of acting so cocky and trying to claim her, maybe he'd actually get somewhere.

[Slayei]

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➳ Thayer
➳Twenty-Two(627) ➳ Female
➳ The Matriarch ➳Crush;;Open
➳Tagged;;Cecily, Isaac

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As Cecily spoke, Thayer gave a nod of approval. Her eyes continued to watch the town before her, never looking up. " And why should they not? We all deserve a break from this disgusting battle, if only for a few hours." Meditating on a few venders entering the Capulet's grounds for just a moment, then turning to look to Cecily. She gave a glamorous smile and spoke with a entertained tone " When has a Montague ever turned down a party invitation anyway?"

From all the years that Thayer had been alive she had never remembered missing a social event. Because of the fact that vampires lived so long it was important to keep a high social standing. That way no questions would be asked and all who did were kept quiet. Another downside was the amount of times they had to move in a decade. No one could know that her clan did not age, for the moment they realized that they were not growing old more questions would arise than necessary. Unfortunately, their most recent move had involved them taking up territory near their oldest enemy. Thayer was still paying the price for such a mistake. Of course it was not completely her fault. She had sent some lower ranking clan members ahead to scope out the area and of course they were newborns, not knowing the scent of a lycan.

Hearing Isaac speak she gave a taint nod. " It would have been better had I not found the scent of a lycan this morning near our grounds, but for now let us not worry about that. It was not within the territory so trouble shall be at a stand still." She eyed him gently, then turned to Cecily. " I want you all to understand something. This party at the Capulet's tonight is not optional. All of the clan must attend. Those who do not show will be punished. I expect you two to spread the message."

Thayer dazed out into the town once again. " Oh..and from the word spread around town...it is a masquerade party, meaning cocktail style dress with a mask. Everyone must wear a mask. We would not want to shut down the party because someone sees who we truly are.." She paused "And Cecily, my dear cousin, make sure my brother is there."

[broken*]

~Phoebe Jessica Scott~

Seventeen
Werewolf
Female
"Tybalt"

The fiery blonde haired beauty had awoken at a decent hour that morning, taken her typical morning run outside in wolf form, and had just exited her shower. Slipping into a pair of tight white jean short-shorts, as well as a cute red crop top with a black chained up heart on it. Putting on a pair of her converse high tops, she headed down the hallway, planning on grabbing a bite to eat before just relaxing until the party that was being thrown here tonight. Owever, she stopped, hearing a friend of hers, a cousin actually, the alpha, just go off at Wes, a guy who was cocky beyond belief, and set on having her. When she stalked off, Phoebe headed after her, offering a playful smile. "It's okay love. He's a jerk anyways, just ignore him. Think about how much fun the party will be tonight!" Her voice was soft and melodic, as always, but also a very feisty, playful tone of voice. She already had her outfit all picked out, from the dress and shoes to the makeup and hairstyle. (Sorry it's a bit small.)


~Stephen James Montague~

Eighteen
Vampire
Male
"Romeo"

The handsome dark-haired lad had been staring out his window since it was still dark that morning. True, his kind did not need sleep, and at times it was impossible, but at other times it was a luxury, an escape, at least in the mind of Stephen. He had simply worn a dark gray v-neck, which was tightly fitted to his strong, muscular body, and a pair of dark-wash blue jeans. He was relaxed, for once, just watching the beautiful sun rise. Of course, all good things must come to an end, right? For he heard scuffling around outside of his bedroom, with his keen sense of hearing, and exited the bedroom, after slipping on a pair of vans sneakers of course. Hearing his older sister begin to speak, he approached her calmly, standing slightly behind and to the side of her. He may not have the rank second in command but he had more power and authority than Cecily. Hearing his sister's words, he could not help but grin slightly. A party was just what he needed to get his mind off of the older vampire, Kitty, whom had been consuming his every thought lately. "Actually, dear sister, I've heard your entire speech, you just must not have heard me approach, you know how good at that I am. I will attend, no need to worry."

[kitsune,]

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❅ ＦＩＮＮ ❅
the arctic ice queen.
female - 17 - alpha female
single - crushless - tags; wesley
x x x x

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Finn looked up at Phoebe with a grin, she was actually rather fond of her cousin, which was odd for her, she hated her other family! She shook her head with a laugh. "I wish I could just put him off me, but I understand that I'm irresistible" she chuckled and winked, then looked at her watch, "We better start getting ready! If we're gonna get some guys tonight, we want to look amazing, come on you!" she grabbed Phoebe's hand and dragged her to her bedroom, she looked at all of her dresses and sighed, she turned to her maid, being alpha had it's perks, "Could you go fetch Phoebe's outfit from her room please?" she flashed a grin at her maid and then turned back to Phoebe once more, "What do you think I should wear? I just can't decide... Maybe a pale colour? But then, I want to stand out somewhat..." she sighed twirling hair around a finger and pulled at a red dress with a slit up one leg, the rest of it went to the floor and pooled slightly, she flashed a cheeky grin at her cousin and cocked an eyebrow