I'll love you for a thousand years. [Werewolf/Human romance]

[tigers breath]

↠ｇ ｒ ｉ ｆ ｆ ｉ ｎ . ｌ ｅ ｗ ｉ ｓ

↠ a beast only I c a n control, yet he continues to control me

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↠ camp

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↠ no one

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↠ no one

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↠ stormy [amberleaves]
gabriella [echo...]
32 and Sasha [metronome]
beau [.:J.Sparrow:.]

Griffin could barely feel the feeling of Stormy's nose pressing into him. The pain still ached through his body, even though he was resting. He didn't want to wake up till the pain was gone, and he didn't want to move. But his body was forcing him to come back into the world, which he tried to fight off as long as possible. But he eventually gave in and zoned into the world around him. He felt another nudge against him and wanted to groan, but kept his tongue held. His eyes slowly fluttered open, and he pushed himself to his front paws. His legs shaking, pain shooting through him. He listened to Stormy, and pushed himself to his feet, a whimper sliding through his teeth that he tried to hide. He slowly moved over to Stormy and Beau. He stood on his paws, even though he just wanted to fall down. He wasn't going to fall, nor would he take anyone's help. "Stormy, that's not a good idea. We need to get the pack to the camp, safely. We can deal with Sasha later." He said, his voice coated with iron in order to hide his pain as his Amber brown eyes shifted over to the white wolf. "Plus I need help taking care of this wound, and I need to shift after we get the bullet out." He said eyeing the two wolves in front of him. "I'll be spending the next couple of days human, sadly." He said, shaking his head. He let out a sigh, his ears pinning back against his head. He would have to sit around camp for the next couple of days bored out of his mind, itching to do something. Which wouldn't be good on him or Stormy. She had enough to worry about, now add him on top of it. It was just chaos already.

[wynter;]

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name; Stormy-Ray pearce
age; 20 years,
gender; Female / Alas
rank; Alpha fae
tags; Beau,
Griffin,
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She sighed and gave a nod. "I-I'm just a bit worried. He's not even four miles from camp."She says with the lower of the head. "But, if it's what you want... ...Let's get you back to camp." She said finishing the conversation, and brought her self onto the side of Griffin for better support. She gave a nod towards Beau to get his stuff done, and head back to camp. She then kept her head lowered, and not a eye flicker was made towards Griffin. She kept her sight focused in front of her, making sure nothing seemed odd.

As they arrived at camp she followed Griffin's side towards the entrance of the den, letting him walk in there on his own she gave a nod. Once Amber is here she will help me assist on your wound. Until further notice, you need to rest." She said with a slight serious look, yet fear fluttered in her eyes. Quite noticeable really.. She gave a sigh and walked over to the look-out and layed upon the cold rock waiting for everyone to arrive safely.

[tigers breath]

↠ｇ ｒ ｉ ｆ ｆ ｉ ｎ . ｌ ｅ ｗ ｉ ｓ

↠ a beast only I c a n control, yet he continues to control me

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↠ camp

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↠ no one

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↠ no one

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↠ stormy [amberleaves]
beau [.:J.Sparrow:.]

Griffin looked at Stormy. She seemed off, upset even. He wouldn't bug her about it, he would let her work through it on her own. He listened to her, and nodded slowly looking at her with concern on his face. But he didn't ask. When they started to leave he turned his head back. "Thanks Beau, for saving my life." He said nodding respectfully at the brute. He felt Stormy move to his side to help support him. Even though he didn't want it, he needed it. So he let himself lean against her slightly and used her help to get him back to camp. He listened to her, when she left him at his den. He watched the girl pad off, his ears pressed against his forehead. He sighed, he didn't want to wait. He had shifted before with something lodged into him, it had worked and he was able to get it out himself. He sighed and decided to do that, fix it himself. He instantly lay down and shifted. Which was extremely painful, majorly pain. He let out a loud groan, and closed his eyes. He panted when he was human, and began to take care of his wound. Which included getting the bullet out, cleaning it, then stitching it with the things he kept around just in case. He pulled his shirt and and crawled out from the den and closed his eyes. He let out a sigh, and followed the path he saw Stormy head. When he got there, he sat down a groan escaping his lips. "You should know I hate waiting sweet thang." He said flashing a smile over at the girl.

[wynter;]

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name; Stormy-Ray pearce
age; 20 years,
gender; Female / Alas
rank; Alpha fae
tags; Beau,
Griffin,
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"Yeah... ..Well, I probably already figured that." She said with a small grin. "And why in the world do you keep calling me, Sweet thang."She said with the tilt of the head, and slight smirk plastered on her face. "And don't go off explaining that tootsie-pop phrase."She slightly laughed.

Short O-O Sorry:

[Metronome]

32 fought tooth and claw as the two wolves descended upon him. He knew he couldn't win; not now. His leg was hurt, and his wounds were bleeding copiously. Once the two wolves found themselves detracted by the other, injured one, 32 took the chance to slip away. He limped off onto the woods to find his alpha.

Sasha cursed as he watched the wolf he'd shot get up and stumble off with the others. He lowered his gun, clenching his teeth and glaring as 32 drug himself up to him.
"You let them get away," The man growled as he stood. "If you had pinned them, I could have gotten a good shot on one!" 32 whimpered and slowly shifted back into his human form, blood dripping down his pale skin every which way.

"I tried. I-" He was cut off by the brute force of Sasha's gun striking his head. He cried out and fell with the hit.

"You did nothing! You barely put a scratch on any of them! I could have done better if I'd just gone myself! You're lucky I even keep your sorry carcass around." Sasha yelled, streaming harsh words and insults at him, and waving his gun around threateningly. 32 did the only thing he knew to do when the alpha hurt him: look as pitiful as possible. Maybe the man would find mercy for him. 32 laid in the dirt, halfway on his back to show his stomach in the manner of a submissive canine, with his head tucked and arms covering his face.

"And would you stop doing that!" Sasha snapped, raising his right boot and stomping down hard onto 32's exposed abdomen. 32 let out a strangled cry and struggled to get away. By the time Sasha lifted his foot enough for the smaller man to scurry out from under it, 32 sported a large, boot shaped bruise on his stomach. He huddled down a few yards away from the alpha, watching him through the pale moonlight with frightened eyes.

"You're pathetic," Sasha spat before he turned. He gathered up his bag of supplies and shouldered it, heading off into the woods without looking to see if 32 was following. He was. 32 trailed behind him, limping slowly and keeping his distance from the angry man.

[whirlawind]

Emillia rose
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Feeling:surprised, curious

Emillia paused standing on the sidewalk as she heard a man yelling. She turned and reached out touching a tree trunk and frowned knowing the yelling was coming from within the forest. She frowned wondering who could be making all that noise and wanting to follow the sounds. Emillia stood still before she felt Balto tug on his leash, he didn't want to go into the forest after the noise at all. After a moment Emillia sighed and turned away from it sitting down with a huff.

Balto pressed his head against her hand and she rubbed his head and neck softly. She remained just outside the forest simply stalking and not wanting to go home or to the town at all really. She wondered what could have happened in the forest, it wasn't everyday you heard some man yelling in there afterall.

[nocturna.]

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~ ＢＥＡＵ ＭｃＣＡＲＴＨＹ ~

⚜ [X][X]
⚜ Single
⚜ Twenty-two
⚜ Delta Male
⚜ Feeling: Shaken
⚜ Tagged: Stormy {amberleaves}
Griffin {echo}
32 {Metronome}
Gabriella {echo}

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The pair worked away at the brown brute, tearing and biting him. He soon got the message and forfeited to them. Beau held on for a few moments longer, angry growls erupting from his jaws. This brute would know his rage... how dare he attempt an attack on his family. The taste of blood washed his tongue as he slowly released the brown's leg. The brute lay there motionless as Beau walked away from him, making sure he didn't try anything once his back was turned. Beau then turned his attention to Griffin and Storm. She helped the black brute up, though he was shaky to get to his feet. Beau watched, not knowing how to best help. He was after all, still in the hot seat.

Standing there, waiting to see if he was needed, Griffin turned to him. Beau was surprised to hear what Griffin said to him, his eyes widened a bit. Beau hadn't thought about what he had done... he was just reacting on instinct. He nodded his head respectfully to the black brute; words would form and it was all he could do. He watched the pair stumble away an over the embankment. Beau stood there, alone fore a few seconds, trying to take in what had just happened. Realizing his muzzle was covered in blood, he swept his tongue across either side of it, hoping he had washed most of it away. Knowing how scared the girl was, the sight of him covered in blood would only make it worse.

He then turned, looking back up to where he lead the girl. She was still in the bushes, cowered down. The sight struck him like a bullet and pained him deeply. Knowing this was a lot for the girl to take in, he slowly made his way to her, making sure she saw and heard him. Upon reaching her, Beau pulled his ears back and whined softly, showing her he meant no harm to her. He'd hate for her to think that of him.

[PinkMacy22]

Cassidy Love McCain
Third Wheel
Cassie/Cass
17
Tagged: Quintin

>>as long as you love me<<

Cassidy watched as he parked, she turned her body towards him but didn't dare lean onto the Escalade. "Its alright" she smiled reassuringly. She Looked around and shrugged, "I only live about a mile away from where we are. I guess I got distracted and didn't realize how far I came. I don't plan on going to town though." Her smile widening with the slightest hint of amusement. "How bout you, where you off to?" She asked, making eye contact with him. She figured the boy was older than her, he certainly didn't look younger. She quickly looked away from his eyes, realizing hid eyes were drawing her in.

[tigers breath]

↠ｇ ｒ ｉ ｆ ｆ ｉ ｎ . ｌ ｅ ｗ ｉ ｓ

↠ a beast only I c a n control, yet he continues to control me

ｓ ｔ ａ ｔ ｕ ｓ

↠ camp

ｃ ｒ ｕ ｓ ｈ

↠ no one

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↠ no one

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↠ stormy [amberleaves[/list]

Griffin looked over at her, and listened to her question. He rubbed a hand along the five o'clock shadow on his jaw. She had said not to give her the whole tootsie roll thing, so he would give her an honest answer. Once he found it. He really didn't know why he could the girl sweet thang. Most called her stormy, or even alpha. He even heard ma'am once. He was different. He sighed and looked foreword. "Why do I call you sweet thang? What a question." He mumbled lowly position himself so his wound caused him less pain. "I call you sweet thang because you have this big, bad wolf front-" He paused, licking his lips as he turned his head to look over at the girl. His hand reaching up to grab a piece of her hair and inspected it. "-when we all know that you are a sweet, caring alpha with a rough past. Just like the rest of your pack." He said looking up at her shooting her a grin where only one side of his face pulled up. "You have a soft spot for us misfits." He said lowly leaning closer to her so she could hearing it better. He let out a small chuckle leaning back to his normal position.

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↠ I would rather be p l a y i n g sports, then l i s t e n i n g to you complain

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↠ beau [.:J.Sparrow:.]

Gabriella was basically lost inside of herself. Deeply lost in her self. After she watched the wolf go down, she just caved in on herself. This was absolutely horrible, especially for her. She loved animals, she loved to take care of them. She absolutely hated it when they got hurt. Her parents gave her a cat, and she was so heart broken when it died a couple years ago. So this, was tearing her apart. Her forest green eyes where pressed securely closed. They stayed that way, till she heard something heading towards her. Her forest green eyes fluttered open quickly to see what it was. Her teary, red, forest green eyes landed on the pelt of the red wolf. Her face was slightly red and puffy, with a wide trail of tears on her cheeks. Her breathing coming out rather heavily. She saw the wolf pull his ears back and heard a whine escape his muzzle. She slowly made her way over towards the wolf, and coiled her arms around its neck and bury her face into the fur on his neck. She was seeking comfort, and she found it in the wolf's neck. She didn't know why the wolf acted the way he did. Most animals where terrified, ran away. Maybe this one has familiarity with humans. Maybe he was just special. She had no clue.

[wynter;]

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name; Stormy-Ray pearce
age; 20 years,
gender; Female / Alas
rank; Alpha fae
tags;
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"Really..."She slightly chuckled, with a slight nod. "Well, if you just randomly come up with nicknames like that... ..Let's see what I can come up with." She says with a small smirk.

Never mind, that..." She finished the conversation, the silence closing in she slightly looked up at Griffin for a second then back at the ground. "Well, I suppose I should go gather the pack before dusk." She says as she look out at the sunset once more and quickly leaps off the boulder. "Griffin, I'd suggest you get some rest." She says as she signals towards his wound. "I wouldn't want a nasty wound like that, to get infected." She stated as she gave one last look at him before going towards the forest.