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Johann Vidar | tagged: Maka | location: Smith Barn
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Maka arrived before the rest of the pack, and Johann simply allowed the silence in the barn to continue, unimpeded by her presence. Silently they finish setting up and when she took a seat on the ground, Johann figured it would be fine for a moment, but as she continued to rest in her spot he quickly figured out that she wanted to be secluded from the rest of pack. Regardless of how she viewed her rank within the group, Johann never saw anyone as less than, so in a soft, but firm, voice, he stated, "You've got to stop holding the pack at arms length. You are one of us, and we are all here to help you- to help each other- but that starts with actually joining us. Come sit on a bench like the rest of us, yes, I know the ground is more comfortable, but that's not the point," he finished. He briefly gestured to one of the benches, a small smile spreading across his face, trying to prove that this wasn't a threat, or a command, but the kind of quiet support he was good at giving to everyone. He knew she'd been though a lot, they all had, and figured she just needed an extra little push to get herself to feel comfortable with the pack.

[Wallflower11]

𝐋𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐑𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐝
| Location - Smiths' Barn | tagged/interacting - Pack (specifically; Maka and Dakota) |

"How about you?" Dakota asked, her concern was clear in her voice. Lyall sighed, that was a long story that just kept getting longer.

"Hanging in there, I guess. I was a mess before I got back. I'm going to need a new steering wheel in my car," he realized he would need to add that to his expenses along with a new glass door for the diner. "Hailey was pretty understanding, even though I haven't told her about the whole wolf thing yet, drove me to the airport and everything." He realized he was stalling because talking about his actual emotions was challenging and he didn't want to sound or feel the weakness he did when he struggled with them, but the entire pack was suffering so he caught himself.

"Honestly, it's been rough. I hate that he's gone. I hate that it happened when I wasn't here. I hate that the pack is in danger. And I am afraid I might expose us." He sighed, Dakota, nodded thoughtfully with a hum as she stretched her limbs.

"Okay! I'm done with all the serious stuff for now. Let's go!" She gripped his arm and dragged him forward, he was always impressed with her ability to drag him around. He loved how she treated him like 'one of the guys'. It was a nice balance he had between his two best friends. Johann's quiet caring and dumb dad jokes and Dakota's fire and sass, he loved it.

When they finally got to the barn, (halfway there Lyall had given into Kota and picked up the pace) Johann had already gotten out the benches and had laid the food out as well. Makatza was sitting on the ground leaning against one of the support beams, she looked rough. Lyall felt bad about his panic attack earlier and decided he should probably apologize, the last thing he needed was to upset a fellow pack member who he didn't know all that well. Lyall grabbed his food and drifted from Kota's grasp leaving her to greet the rest of the pack.

He approached Makatza, trying his best not to look cold and overly intimidating. "Hey," he muttered trying his best to soften his gruff tone. "I'm sorry about earlier in the diner," he apologized. "I didn't mean to scare you or anything, I just had one of my... episodes," Lyall explained softly. He sighed continuing, "I don't hate you, I just am not that close with anyone." It looked like the blonde woman wanted to be left alone so, he made to leave her and join the others, when he noticed the untouched food beside her. His eyes narrowed, everyone needed to eat. One of the things that had always made him worry is when people wouldn't eat. Probably because after the incident when he was six he hadn't eat for days maybe even weeks. That had been when he was at his lowest. Granted he wasn't too familiar with Makatza and her normal eating habits but he had seen enough over the day to put together that she wasn't eating because she was in a bad spot. "You should eat," It came out harsher than he meant, one of the reasons he wouldn't make a good Alpha or Beta like Johann or Dakota. "look I know I'm not in charge of you or anything but I know what it's like to be in a bad spot and no matter how much you think you aren't hungry eating that food will make you feel better." It was a voice of experience and also old advice from Mirabelle. "Do you mind if I sit with you?" he asked, he wanted to make sure she ate, if she didn't it would bother him and probably worry Johann even more and he didn't need that.

[NoApologies]

𝙴𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚢𝚒𝚊|𝙻𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗; 𝙱𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚎|𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍; 𝙱𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝙵𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚜
Elowyia let out a yelp of pain as she was yanked, much of her upper body screaming in shock as the woman that had just stormed in re-awoke every muted pinch of pain from when she had fallen that morning. She had a horrible pain tolerance, and this was not helping her in the least. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes as she was ripped mostly from the much gentler grip she had originally resided in, mouth cracking open as pleas began to spill from it.
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"Ow! Ow, ow, ow, please let go. Please, let me go! That hurts, let me go, let me go, let me go!" She couldn't see who was behind her, and the panic of not knowing what was going on washed away any frustration she had been feeling. A stranger was touching her, someone she didn't know or trust, and while she may be touch starved she also had major issues with strangers. If she didn't know you, you stayed a safe distance away. You couldn't hurt Elowyia if you couldn't reach her. This person had reached her, arms gripping far too tight under her own. She flailed briefly, face twisting up as the tears began to fall. Great, second time in less than twenty four hours. A new record. Her spluttering continued, rising in speed as she tried to turn her head to see who had her in their grasp, but the angle was awkward and all she could do was dart her blues back to meet dark brown.
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"Please, please, please," She didn't like this, no she didn't like this. She was scared, so scared. The cold, feminine voice scared her. The pain in her body was scaring her. She missed the quiet, oh how she missed the quiet.

[azhefa.]

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the silence in the barn was quite nice and she was slowly starting to doze off, but it startled out of her sleep when johann speaks, breaking the silence. it takes her a moment for the words to register since she was right on the verge of sleep and was jolted back to waking so suddenly. a blush creeps up her neck when she comprehends what he was saying and stammers for a moment before actually being able to form words. "i'm-- i'm not trying to hold back, it's just what happened i guess," she says softly, not wanting to raise her voice much and have the others overhear from where they were outside. it's true that she wasn't really trying to distance herself from the pack, it's just what happened after she ended up secluding herself to grieve. she had been quite playful and spontaneous before lars' death, but grief has clouded her personality and diminished it to a hollowed shell of what it use to be. it's hard to be playful when your closest friend in the pack was dead.

maka gives a soft sigh and nods to johann when he motions to a bench, but is halted in getting up when lyall enters the barn and makes his way over. the redheaded male wasn't really someone she ever grew close to since he was often gone by the time she showed up after work or school. plus he didn't seem to be very interested in becoming best buddies with her. it was a bit of a curious surprise when he came over and actually apologized for his earlier reaction at the shop, putting to rest her belief that he had been there to check on her per johann's orders. maka remains silent as lyall continues and gives him a soft smile when he moves as if to head back to the benches to sit. she shifts her weight to stand, but is stopped again when lyall doesn't leave but instead mentions how she should eat. her eyes drop at the suggestion, it was exactly what she was hoping to avoid. she parts her lips to speak, wanting to assure him that she was going to even if it would be later on, but he speaks again and gives a bit of advice.

she was a little overwhelmed with lyall being so nice to her all of a sudden, but it was also quite nice. maka gives lyall an actual smile and nods when he asks if he could sit with her, it was the first time she truly smiled since lars died. "of course you can, i was just waiting for the pack before moving to the benches so you can sit with me there." it wasn't necessarily a lie, but wasn't totally the truth. she was indeed waiting on the others, but not so she can move. maka picks up her lunch and dusts the dirt and hay from her skirt before taking a seat on a bench near johann, feeling more comfortable near the alpha since he seems to exude more calmness. she doesn't open her box yet, waiting to wait as long as possible before having to do so and eat. to take some of the spotlight off herself, she looks to johann before glancing towards the barn door. "are the others on their way?" she asks, though she was pretty sure bruno wouldn't show up, the younger man always seemed to skip meetings.

location; barn ● mentions; others ● tags; johann, lyall

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♆ Bright Malinon ♆
⦉ Second in Command| Location ➵ Bookstore,,,,Town | Mentions ➵ Elowyia and Farris ⦊
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Bright should have thought about what he was going to do before he practically flipped her, but sadly, that didn't occur to him. Only when she went still, did he realize what he had done, his mind screaming. He froze stared at the floor, his mouth open as silence ticked by, not moving as if any movement would cause her to fall and meet the floor with her face. Only when she started moving, did his mind kick back into gear. He couldn't see up her skirt or anything, but still looked away horrified, his arm feeling heavy like lead. He should have thought this through, alright. He didn't like people touching him, but now there was someone resting on his arm. The warmth caused his skin to start crawling, and he almost instinctively jumped away, the fear of her hurting himself being the only thing that kept him in place.

"I don't know what I was doing, I-" He blustered. He tried to move-to set her upright, but his body wasn't cooperating. He knew what this meant. His breaths came out in quiet pants, his left hand starting to shake. He was getting anxious, his head beginning to mess with him again. Things had been going okay, but he just had to go and screw it up like every other time. He should have known it was impossible to try to get along with someone; Bright simply couldn't. Bright fought an internal battle, the angry women still hanging as she began unscrewing the bottle, which Bright wasn't aware of.

His eye snapped up as Farris came through the doors, relief washing over his flushed face despite her scary expression. Perhaps she could help him get the girl out of his stiff arms.When the girl started screaming, he realized Farris wasn't helping one bit, wincing at the loud yelp. Panicking, he pushed Farris' hands away and flipped the girl back up, sitting her down on the counter. Taking a look back at Farris to make sure she was okay, he slung his backpack over his shoulder and stuffed his wallet into his pocket.

"Let's go. Out!" He said firmly, steering Farris towards the door. Explanations and apologies said on his behalf would have to wait until later. For now, they had to get out of this mess. On last thought, he turned and tossed the bag of rolls onto the counter, this being the best apology the women was going to get from him. Once they were outside and the door closed, he jammed his hands in his pocket, hiding the tremble. "Why'd you come looking for me? Did something happen?" He asked. He forced himself to breath slower, wishing he could somehow tell his body that he was not going to run a marathon.

[Ashton_99]

<<Dakota M. Calhoun>>
○ Pack Member ○ ♀ ○ 26 ○ Pan ○ Location: Farm ○ Tags: Johann (pack) ○
Splitting off from Lyall but keeping him generally in sight (it wan't exactly hard to, considering the space) Dakota made her way over to Johann instead. She had her reunion and had gotten to bother one of them so now she was on a mission to bother the other. Squeezing in next to him regardless of space, Dakota wore a playful grin that hung crooked and bright on her face as she nudged him, "You must be exhausted. You've been running through my mind all day." She had put on an exaggerated falsetto to accompany the cheesy line. To keep from laughing at herself, Dakota picked out her own food and settled in. She only had so long to eat on her lunch break so she wasn't going to wait on anyone.

"So what's the pack up today? I swear it's like 99% of you guys don't work or something." Her tone was teasing but the question was genuine. As much as she loved her job the long hours kept her away more than she liked sometimes. The mix of thoughts about the pack and her job reminded her suddenly about what she had to do. Suddenly she didn't quite feel like eating, but even with the bad taste in her mouth she didn't stop. No use starving herself, passing out at work or something would just be dumb. She mentally shook off the thoughts, if it was for her family than she would do it.

||Jack U. Kaʻaukai||
○ Leader Of The Hunters ○ ♂ ○ 34 ○ Location: Town? ○ Tags: Farris and Bright ○
Splitting off from Evangeline probably not the best choice, but people were just not the mood for today as far as Jack was concerned. He walked through town, making idle polite conversation with the people who said hello to him to maintain his cover. Even if talking to an older woman about every little detail of the town's latest gossip (half of it about him and Eva, shocker) made him feel like he was slowly dying, he did it. He was in what he supposed passed for the 'commerce' part of Cranberry, small shops and a tiny grocers. That was when he caught sight of the two usual causes of his ire, back at it again if them rushing and out of a bookstore and being a general spectacle like they were was anything to go by.

He bit back a grumble. Why did he let Farris and Bright do anything together? He didn't know, right now he was struggling to even find a reason to keep them around. Making sure no one was out on the street, Jack walked over to them and made a vague motion for them to follow him. He walked a few shops over before slipping into the small space between two of the buildings. It wasn't exactly the most comfortable for people the size of him and Bright but he didn't particularly care at the moment. He made sure they were unfollowed and entirely alone before turning slowly to look at Bright and Farris. His expression was the kind that could make a human man cower in his boots, it was the kind he wore when a wolf killed a person they were just too late to save. "What in the ever loving-" He took an angry breath, cutting himself off, "Get to the house. Now." He turned sharply on his heel and went out through the other side of the alley. He took a wide curving route back to the house, taking him longer to arrive than normal because he needed the time. To himself, he remarked "This is why I hate kids." And yes, Bright and Farris were technically not kids- both twenty something- but they sure acted like it. Violent psychotic children.

[Stargazer3000]

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Johann Vidar | tagged: Lyall, Kota, Maka | location: barn
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A wide, warm smile spread across Johann's face at the arrival of Kota and Lyall, happy to see his dear friends catching up. His smile only widened as Lyall began talking with Maka, clearing up the events from earlier and encouraging her to eat. Johann had been worried about her health, and was grateful to his brother for keeping an eye on it; it was reassuring to be reminded that the pack was there for each other. He gave them both a nod as the two of them took a seat nearby, and was about to ask them what they thought of the food when Kota situated herself next to him.

Chuckling at her comments, he slung an arm around her shoulder, pulling her close to his side and muttering "Well, for your information, some of us do work, just not very hard. You, on the other hand are work," he finished, tapping the lip of her hat playfully down over her eyes. He had known Kota long enough though to hear the underlying tone of her question, and while grabbing a lunch box of his own, he continued, "But everyone is doing just fine. I let Bruno know where we are, so he should turn up eventually. Maka's going to come stay with the pack, and I'll help get her settled later today while Lyall gets some good brooding time and Annie is a saint and grabs some groceries," he informed Kota, plucking a fry out of her lunch box.

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Farris Sannhildr | tagged: Bright, El, Jack | location: town
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As the girl in her arms began to panic, Farris quickly released her, and allowed herself to be maneuvered out of the little shop by Bright. Frustration bubbled in her chest -at the situation, at the fact she didn't get to finish her milkshake, at everyone, at herself- but she forced herself to breathe slowly at his questioning. "Yes, something did happen," she stated through an exhale, the first part of her sentence a hiss, the second a sigh. "I saw the car with them in it, and we need to follow it. We could deal with this right now, if we hurry but-" before she could finish her sentence however, the sight of her very massive, very pissed-off boss caught her attention and immediately, whatever anger she was feeling dissipated into steely resolve.

Doing as she was silently instructed, Farris discreetly followed Jack into an alley, biting her lip to stay still and not flinch at the sight of his expression. The man was justifiably angry, and as soon as he gave them instructions, Farris scrambled to respond quickly, believing that this situation was still manageable- so long as she did what Jack asked. Knowing Bright was likely close to an emotional break, she stated quickly, "Listen, I'm going to run back to the house. We still need to follow that car, and I'm going to try to convince Jack of that," before turning on her heel and sprinting back to the house, leaving him to get home on his own.

Arriving at the house before either of the boys, Farris took a minute to breathe and take a seat on the porch steps, leaping to her feet moments later at the sight of Jack. She approached the still steaming man quickly, but calmly, stating in a low, even voice as soon as he was close enough, "I know you're mad. You have every right to be. That was a mess back there, and I don't know how to fix it, but
I will try. But Jack, you've known me for years, so I need you to believe me when I say that there is a more pressing matter at hand," she paused to take a steadying breath before continuing, "I saw the wolves. I have their car, and their faces, and I know how they left town. We need to go now - we can find the den," she finished, her eyes gleaming with determination and certainty.

[Wallflower11]

『 Tema Snow 』
| Location - Town/bookstore | tagged/interacting - Elowyia (Farris, Bright, Jack) |

Tema wasn't quite sure what had just taken place, she was to far away to see into the bookstore but she had heard Elowyia yelling to be let go. A couple of moments later when Farris had turned around and left with her friend, Bright, Tema had ducked behind a parked car realizing A) at this point she looked like a stalker and B) Whatever had happened in the bookstore with Bright kinda left her with the feeling that she didn't really want to get on his bad side.

So there Tema was awkwardly crouching behind a sedan in the middle of the afternoon. She had no idea what she was planning on doing next as her dumb follow Farris idea had gotten her right back to the place she had begun the morning. After considering her options for a few seconds she decided she would check on Elowyia once Farris and Bright got out of sight. (No matter how weird this whole thing was she didn't want to blow her chances with a cute girl she liked).

Tema looked around to see if she would get busted by anyone for hiding behind a car like a creep. The street was empty, only her, Farris, Bright, and on the other side of the street, she saw the guy from the funeral! "Sad-puppy warrior man". He made a sly gesture and Farris and Bright followed him. Was he their boss? Why the heck was he trying to be all stealthy? Were they actually spies? Tema shook the thoughts from her head. As soon as she saw them disappear down a side street she slipped from her hiding place and quietly walked to the bookstore entrance peering in to see if Elowyia was alright.

𝐋𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐑𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐝
| Location - Smiths' Barn | tagged/interacting - Pack (specifically; Maka) |

At Makatza's approval Lyall followed her over to the benches she fond a seat near Johann and Lyall sat beside her intent to make sure she ate. "Are the others on their way?" she asked. Lyall was pretty sure the question wasn't specifically directed at him but nobody else seemed to hear.

"Don't know," he grunted, "Bruno was bad at showing up with Lars, I would assume he will be worse now. But you never know." Lyall smiled Bruno was a good kid, he just didn't really like authority figures. He looked at Makatza, "I'm sorry if this is an awkward question but do you prefer being called Maka or Makatza?" Lyall thought should know this since she was moving to the pack's cabin. Lyall wasn't great at conversations.

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♆ Bright Malinon ♆
⦉ Second in Command| Location ➵ Town,,,,Hunters' House | Mentions ➵ Jack and Farris ⦊
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Bright winced slightly at Farris' tone, his hand jittering more. He didn't blame her for being angry, she had been getting him out of a lot of his messes lately. He didn't understand. Before they came to the mountains, he did so much better with controlling himself and thinking rationally. Now that they were here, it was like someone had dropped a thick blanket over his mind, leaving him to flounder around like an angry zombie of a dog. A dog described the way he had been acting lately quite well. One of his friends had told him that the clear mountain air would be good for him, but it seemed that the thick, muffly city air had been a barrier between him and his true nature. His head was clear, but he found himself wishing it could go back to being murky. No matter what state his mind was in, one thing was always the same. Dark, foreboding clouds loomed in his mind, swallowing up much of the light in there. He felt that he was getting worse and worse each passing day. [perhaps he was just getting closer and closer to his climax.

"Them." He repeated, his eyes narrowing. His hand stilled in his pocket, his gaze settled on nothing. They would have to set out quickly if they were hoping to get a chance of spotting them. Bright and Farris didn't stand a chance against a car. "Let's go find-" He stopped as Jack came out of an alleyway, his eyes widening. He had no idea why Jack was there, but he knew it wasn't going to be good. Silently, he followed behind Farris, He almost smiled as he realized something. He was always padding behind Farris like a dog. Always letting her lead the way because he knew she'd get a better grip on things than him. As Jack turned back to look at them, Bright's face went lax, his hand starting to tremble harder and harder. Just before it got very noticeable, Jack walked out of the alleyway, a clear order given. Bright calmed slightly, but couldn't stop his hand from shaking uncontrollably.

He stared at Farris as she talked to him, and unable to talk, simply raised his eyebrows in acknowledgment. He was grateful to her for leaving him alone. He waited for her to leave before tumbling back, hitting the sidewall of the bookstore hard with a grunt. He allowed himself to slide down, holding his shaking hand to his chest. His breath started quickening as his chest started tightening, leaving the half Thai to fight for air. "It's okay, it's okay. You're worthless anyway, there's no need to worry." He panted, drawing his knees closer to his chest. Closing his eyes, he concentrated his energy on taking deeper breaths, forcing himself to hold them in, even when it hurt. After a few minutes, it slowed down enough to cause him major discomfort and he opened his eyes, blinking the bleariness away. Bright didn't cry during these episodes. He wasn't weak 'like the others'. With a frustrated groan, Bright hit his head hard backward against the wall, letting out a sharp hiss. It was enough to clear his mind a bit, and he just sat there, his head still against the wall as he stared up at the soft white clouds, a small, sad smile on his face.

[NoApologies]

𝙴𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚢𝚒𝚊|𝙻𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗; 𝙱𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚎|𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍;
Her breathing came harsh and fast, tears still streaming down her face. She was so sick of this. Panic drove her heart to unhealthy speeds, hands clutching at her stomach. She was dizzy from being near upside-down, and her vision was blurry. Unable to see, the panic only built further. She hadn't lost control like this in years. She had been so, so careful. She had selected only a handful to trust and to love, had stayed away from strangers, had worked a job that kept her majorly out of the public's eye. Where had she gone wrong? Her curiosity. No, that stupid camera. Farris. It was Farris' fault. If it wasn't for her, none of this would have happened. Elowyia would have gone home, fed her cat, taken a shower, and a hike. It would have been normal. Mundane, and safe. She had lost all of that, because of Farris, and whoever or whatever had brought her here. A harsh, bitter laugh tore out of the blonde as she wiped at her eyes. She wanted to go home. She just wanted to go home. She didn't have a home to go to, though. That stupid house full of memories she wanted to forget wasn't a home. She didn't have anywhere to go. Her circle was two states over, a nine hour drive if she didn't stop for anything but gas. She didn't have a car to take that drive. It sucked, so bad. The laughter built and built like a crescendo, until it was near maniac in its intensity. She couldn't breathe. She couldn't breathe. Slumping over, Elowyia caught herself narrowly on the counter, blinking back tears as she wheezed. Blue gaze darted around as she finally was able to see again, and caught on a bag.
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The rest of the rolls. The tears began to come back in force, though they had never really stopped. She didn't want his pity, or his apologies. She wanted him to forget she existed. Reaching out with the hand she wasn't bracing against the water-speckled counter, the blonde snatched up the bag. And whipped it at the door. It wasn't a hard or heavy enough bundle to do any damage, but the force of her feelings fueled her throw, causing the door to shudder on impact. It wasn't enough, but it would never be enough.
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"I don't want your pity! I don't want it! Leave me alone!" Elowyia screamed, as loud as she could, voice cracking on pity and again on alone. She was lying. She didn't want to be alone. She wanted a hug. But no one she trusted was there to hug her. She was alone, just like she had been for the past two decades. No one could hear her, and even if they did, no one would come. Glancing over at the bag of rolls now spilled onto the floor, a sad little noise escaped from the blonde's mouth and she began heaving great sobs into her arms.