We Are Hunted. (Closed)

[Combeferre.]

Tayib Forrester ¦ 19 ¦ Faery

Tayib playfully sneered at the werewolf, but decided not to give him the satisfaction of sarcastically biting back, so he turned back to May, “Good to see you, too, doll,” he grinned, “Are you excited? I’m pumped.” The faery probably had more energy pumping through him than the rest of the group combined, but that was no surprise; it was often the case. He was still bouncing on the spot, but that could also have been due to how much he really needed to pee. But he couldn’t leave May mid-conversation, so he continued to bounce, still beaming at her. He didn’t know what he was more excited about; his first holiday without his parents, his first road trip, a holiday with no one but his best friends, or finally getting to stretch his wings. At the moment, he figured he didn’t have time to figure out which one it was, because really he just needed to focus on not peeing himself.

Noah Monroe ¦ 20 ¦ Human

“Yeah, you got here before the girl on crutches, go you,” Noah laughed, as he hauled two of Tayib’s tents out of the back of the car, and took them over to the van. He threw them in with little care, wincing slightly at the sound of a crash, but hoping it was just the sound of two poles knocking together. If he’d broken anything, he’d be the one sleeping without a tent and he knew it. He glanced to Tayib, who thankfully hadn’t heard. Passing Enoch to get back to the car, he laughed gently at the look on the Grimm’s face, and nudged his arm gently, “Lighten up, Enoch. It’s gonna be great.”

((I am so sorry I’m the worst, I’ve had a lot going on, and thank you guys for all being so wonderfully patient))

[Saxhleel]

Enoch jumped when he was nudged and looked over at the van quietly. There were nerves evident in his face. He clearly felt on edge about going on holiday, he'd never done it before. Perhaps he should be just thankful that they weren't going on a plane or a boat and that he'd be in a car he recognized. He sighed to himself and then nodded "I'll try." He mumbled and watched the others gathered around him, a smile slowly creeping up onto his features. He'd be with his friends, he could deal with that.

(Don't sweat it)

[purpledirewolf2019]

(Wow guys, I'm so sorry for mot responding recently. This was my last week of classes so I've been swamped with work and looking for internships. My muse plummeted. But I'm here and only partially dead so here goes nothing.)

The Werewolf

Name: Convel Conner
Nicknames: Con, Conner
Age: 19
Species: Werewolf
Where: Noah's House
Doing: Unloading Enoch's and Tayib's car
Tagged: Everyone

Convel got some satisfaction in the little sneer he got from the faery, but he didn't get anything else. It didn't bother him though, he just shrugged it off and finished loading the car. He waited as Noah threw the stuff he was carrying into the car and winced slightly as he heard the metal on metal sound of poles knocking together. As Noah moved away, he, more gently, placed his items in the car as well. He looked up to see Noah with Enoch. If it wasn't for the grimm, this wouldn't be happening and they wouldn't even all know each other. He walked over casually to them. "Everything's all set. Don't worry Enoch. This is bonding experience. For all of us." he said with a friendly smile.