❦ Evergreen Reservation ❦ {Werewolf RP} Accepting

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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 shrugged and sat back on her hands,
bright eyes watching the wolf. "Well my offer is the
best you'll receive. The others in the pack probably
won't be as welcoming to a loner on our territory."
A small smile as the dog started to tear into the prey she
had produced. At least one of the pair wouldn't let pride
get in the way of survival.

"I'm Cybil by the way. And you are?" Blonde waves
tumbled across her shoulders as she leaned forward,
friendly and welcoming as she would be with a
member of the pack. "It's fine if you don't want
to tell me. But it helps to know people in these
parts. The winter can be especially trying."

Nothing the girl said was spoken in a condescending tone,
nor did she seem the least bit concerned for the
loner. Cybil had encountered many loners in her time,
and while most of them preferred their independence,
she always made a point to extend and offer of help,
should they ever need it.

As the Beta waited for a reply, she surveyed the wolf.
His heterochromia had thrown her off for a second,
as it was rare to see a werewolf with such genetic
mutations. But otherwise he seemed perfectly average
for a loner. Thin, still muscular. He could be handsome,
but Cybil had no clue what his human form looked like.

[Cultro]

Kyle
Male
17
Loner
Omega
Forest
Tags: Open

"I do not expect any offers from anyone."
While the smell of blood and fresh flesh spread hot in the air, Kyle had to master himself more and more to not to fall for the prey like the dog. He could see the air steaming, where the thin skin of the bird no longer concealed the interior.
But it was easy for Kyle to leave his eyes on the girl.
A new breeze came up, and this time it brought the smell of the girl.
The smell which that came from the blond was warm and sweet, and gave the black wolf a short nose, and even Barker looked up.
The dog, however, could not be distracted from his meal for long.
Kyle wondered how much he should reveal in his answer before he stifled his paw on the ground and announced growling: "I'm not afraid of winter, I've already survived 6 on my own, what should be different with this one?"
He bared his teeth at the thought she might consider him so weak.
It was not until he had recovered himself that he gave his voice in an almost conciliatory tone and said: "Kyle, I'm Kyle."
It was strange to say that he had a name like everyone else. For years, no one had called him by his name. He was surprised that he had not forgotten it long ago.

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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 let a small giggle slip as the
wind blew past her, closing her eyes a moment to revel
in the breeze before focusing back on the disgruntled loner.
Kyle he had said. "Kyle..." The name rolled off the
tongue smoothly, bringing a fresh smile to the beta's face.
"Well I hope you find the land welcoming Kyle. And I hope
you find a meal for yourself."

The Beta bowed her head and began to rise, brushing pieces
of grass from her jeans. Her fingers then rose to drag through
her long hair, de tangling it with expert care before sweeping
the strands out of her face. "If you need me, just howl. It
was a pleasure meeting you." The girl spared a moment
to kneel down, holding out her hand for him to shake with
his paw if he chose to.

It wasn't that she didn't enjoy being around him, the beta
actually found it very relaxing. But she figured that people
would worry if she dissapeared for too long, and didn't want
to be a burden to her pack.

The young blonde did make a mental note to visit Kyle
again though, just in case he changed his mind on accepting
her help.

[Valeska]

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Female/ Loner (5)/ Outside her territory/ Tags: Kathrine, Luke, & Trinity

Ferrell gave a cheeky wolf smirk in Kathrine’s direction. She let her body relax and her hackles fall, now aware of who the wolf was. To be honest she was surprised that Kat didn’t respond quicker. She must have been in deep thought. As little as Ferrell knew her, Kat was not one to be unaware of her surroundings. Something must be bothering her.

Ferrell opened her jaws to take ask Kat what was up when another wolf scent caught her undivided attention. No sooner had her hackles flattened out did the rise up again in warning. The brown wolf stood beside Katrine to get the message across that the petite female was invading her territory and their privacy. Jeez! Where are all these loners coming from?

A growl escaped her mouth as she took in the petite little pup before her. She couldn’t be more than sixteen years of age. It made her wonder why she wasn’t in a pack. Older wolves were known to go off on their own when they got bored of pack life. Not Ferrell. She left due to…circumstances.

Ferrell’ guard remained intact even as Kathrine started to talk to the young female. She relaxed a bit but she didn’t let her eyes wander from the wolf. The inexperience showed on the female’s face. The sight of a rank ten werewolf and a deeply scarred three legged werewolf wasn’t something you came across every day. Now that she thought about it, she was utterly surprised that the wolf had approached the two. That took juts, whether it was through stupidity or bravery she couldn’t begin to guess.

The female’s gaze kept looking in Ferrell’s direction out of uncertainty and curiosity if she were to guess. Ferrell’s ears pulled back farther when the wolf’s gaze kept snagging of her missing right leg. She didn’t care if wolves looked at her missing leg, but she wasn’t a fan of going into detail of how it came to be. It brought up all memories that she wished to leave behind.

Just when she was certain the wolf’s curiosity would direct back to Kathrine, the little she-wolf took Ferrell off-guard by asking her how she lost her leg. Ferrell’s perked up in brief surprise before pulling them back down as she barred her teeth. The little female had the gall to inch closer while sniffing her.

Her blue eyes connected with the females as she said with complete seriousness, “I got my leg caught in a wolf trap. I became desperate enough that I chewed my leg clean off.” She continued her intense glare, as she took in the inexperienced she-wolf’s expression.

Reluctantly, Ferrell let her face fall into a playful wolf smile. She couldn’t help but tease the wolf to see how she would respond.
And she agreed that it was totally worth it. A bark of laughter escaped her lips earning herself a small wag of her tail.

“You should have seen your face. Completely and utterly priceless! I like you kid. Maybe I’ll let you stick around.” Ferrell’s blue eyes gleamed with mischief at her little prank. She decided she wouldn’t tell the female the truth quite yet. She’d let her keep guessing.

Her happy moment was short lived when she saw rather than scented what could only mean one thing…trouble. Out from some nearby brush strode a proud, pompous, violent seeking numbskull. Instinctively Ferrell let out a growl and stepped in front of the new wolf. She could just picture the little thing standing up the brute and getting knocked to the ground with one swipe of his paw.

The ranking law of the wolves demanded she show his some respect, be it a wisp of how her wolf was screaming to respond. Her tail was already lowered due to being in Kathrine’s presence. Showing Kathrine respect was so much easier then showing it to Luke. She just wanted to slap his face silly. With it paining her to do so, Ferrell let her head drop briefly along with her eyes before lifting both to face again the strong loner before her.

Ferrell knew that Luke wanted a fight so she’d have to tread carefully. One would think that it would be easy, but her whole body shook internally to sink her teeth into his too perfect and boastful face.

“Well look what the cat dragged in. How kind of you to honor us with your hulking presence, Luke. Do I happen to spy some new scars on your toned body? What was it this time? Did some poor female get mauled to death before she could proclaim her love to you? What a pity,” Ferrell drawled mockingly.

Easy there, tiger. Let him sift through your words and go from there. If he attacks, you will not fight. That is just what he wants and you will be giving it to him on a silver platter. Whatever he does or says you MUST not engage. No matter how much it kills you.

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Hayden Rhee / Healer / age 19 / male
Currently: Outside, rose bushes, human form / tagged: Amos, Violet

Hayden glanced to the side in surprise at Amos's comment. Was it obvious? He didn't think so at all. But as Amos's explanation unfolded, Hayden saw that the deductions made by the omega were due to his knowledge of pack law, which Hayden didn't possess. For one, he hadn't known that the healer's apprentice was normally a pup-- a child --though he had to admit that made more sense than someone like Violet only beginning her training at the age of sixteen. Was Amos's guess correct? Had Violet once been destined for a different position, and hadn't become a healer's apprentice by choice?

Regardless of whether or not he was right, Hayden was surprised at the audacity of the omega simply presuming everything about someone else's life story like that, and nervously thought that Violet might be upset about it. It seemed like a pretty personal matter, and he'd only wanted her to share if she felt comfortable with it-- after all, they'd all only met this afternoon and he had no right to demand her life story. Cautiously, he looked from Amos to Violet, wondering how she would react to his statement, whether it was true and whether she'd be angry or not. Interestingly enough, he noticed that though the omega immediately tensed after finishing his statement, as if expecting a slap like the one Violet had given her brother, he made no move to take back what he'd said... So he already knew Violet might be angry and yet he chose to speak anyway?

[Cultro]

Kyle
Male
17
Loner
Omega
Forest
Tags: Cybil/None

He looked down at her white hand, her tender fingers reaching out to him, too thin to hurt him.
Should he?
He lifted a paw and lowered it almost instantly.
He did not dare.
Where had such a thing been seen?
The evil, black wolf was afraid of a girl that did not even have half of the strenght to attack a predator of his size - at least as a human.
As if a cold wind swept over his ears again, he shook his head wildly, so that his black ears were shivering.
Kyle tipped his nose with the long tongue again, before he plucked up the necessary courage and touched the girl's hand with a claw tip.
Faster than a wink, he had pulled the paw away again and buried both black legs in the deep foliage, so nothing under the ankles was to be seen.
"See you later - maybe."
He did not wait until she shifted or walked away, but grabbed the remaining carcass of the bird with his teeth and disappeared with long jumps in the dense undergrowth.

[The Alpha]

➳ ♚ Kᴀᴛʜʀɪɴᴇ Rᴇʏɴᴀ Hᴀʀʟᴏᴡ ♚ ➳

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"And though she be but little,
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Age >> 20 Years
Gender >> Female
Rank >> Loner
Power of Dominance >> 10
Current Form >> Wolf/Human
Feeling >> Concerned, Conflicted
Location >> The forest
Tags >> Ferrell, Trinity, Luke
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...she is fierce."

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She had watched the younger wolf move away a few steps so that she would see both herself and Ferrell, but the red and cream she-wolf said nothing on this, her expression unreadable. Kathrine had watched as the young wolf observed Ferrell and she looked between the two to be sure Ferrell didn't do anything rash. The young wolf was obviously very curious and seemed to have not interacted with loners like them before so she was just learning. This became very apparent when she'd asked about what happened to Ferrell's missing leg. Now, having had a past that she herself did not speak of, Kathrine knew better than to ask her about what happened as it was obvious to her that it was a very sensitive subject. Her expression didn't even need to change for Kathrine to know, having observed the actions and reactions of many others in her times of traveling all these years; it could be said that she'd learned how to read people in that way. She'd not been surprised by Ferrell's answer in any way, guessing that she was probably lying and was playing it off as to not show her feelings. After seeing the expression on the young wolf's face, Ferrell had laughed and Kathrine added solemnly, "It is better not to ask." Suddenly, a sound like a demon echoed through the trees and the birds above them n the branches suddenly went silent as they flew quickly away. Immediately, Kathrine's ears shot up and her muscles tensed, her body moving once again in a defensive manner as her icy sapphire eyes scanned the brush around them. She felt eyes on her pelt and it made her skin prickle as her hackles rose, her tail swaying back and forth in anxiousness.

A scent that too very familiar to her entered her senses and though she could not place a name or face to it, she knew it was dangerous. The she-wolf looked to the young wolf again and began to speak, "Young one-" Just as she did, he stepped from the bushes just behind the youngest loner and she had her back turned to him entirely, "Young one, behind us, now." The command had not been intentional for Kathrine herself was surprised by the firmness of it in her tone. Though this expression did not shoe on her face, her eyes did narrow and she stepped in between the large male and the young female to shield her from him. What am I doing..? This question swelled her mind as the storm of thoughts swirled in her mind like a hurricane, I am no leader of her. Why am I reacting like I am? She didn't answer herself as she locked gazes with the large, black wolf. As if recalling from a distant past, the hidden scars that ran down over her right eye grew irritated, as if it burned. She did not know why. Had he been the one that gave them to her? Kathrine did not recall; she had no way of truly remembering as all those horrible memories all melted together. She glanced over to see Ferrell beginning to fall to submission from the dominance and she gave her a soft look as if to say, Allow me to handle this, please.

And as she turned her gaze back to lock with his, she lifted her stance to its height and though it did not nearly reach his own, she still stood her ground, her head high, ears up, and her tail still as it hung softly in the air. Kathrine did nothing to stop Ferrell's remark though afterward she hissed softly, "Ferrell, did is not helping anyone." She watched the black wolf intently to see what he would do. She readied herself for anything he threw at her, whether it back words or claws. After all, she was the only here that could stand firmly against his dominance and so she suddenly felt a bubbling rush of a need to protect those who could not.

[WildlingQueen]

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Ｅｌｓｐｅｔｈ Ｋｎｉｇｈｔ
loner
twenty two
form: human/wolf
location: forest
tags: kieran

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A soft breeze stirred the plant life surrounding the ebony she-wolf. Her coat rose with the current of the wind as she turned her head upwards towards the sky. She couldn’t help the sense of relaxation that washed over her muscles as the air filled her lungs to their capacity. She blinked open her blue eyes, turning them back towards the small creek that ran before her, it’s trickling a peaceful hum in her ears. Beneath her paws, she felt the coolness of the ground sink into the roughness of her paws. Her claws sank into the ground, creating small indentations in the dirt. She couldn’t help but love the feelings of the open air, the way it spoke to her wild side. Her quartz crystal dangled from her neck, reminding her of the power she held inside. She shook out her pelt carefully as she took her first steps forward again. Her paws sank into the ground as she moved across the forest floor, her ears flicking forward as she listened to the sound of the birds. Water splashed on her fur as she made her way across the creek towards the south side of the territory. She could feel the warmth of the air settle on her skin, her tail hanging loosely behind her though she was acutely aware of the world around her. Her senses were on overdrive as she listened for the sound of other wolves, her blue eyes leaping from shadow to shadow. She wasn’t fearful of other wolves but she was always cautious, one only knew how dangerous another wolf could be. Her muscles relaxed when she noticed several small dens littering the terrain, but her eyes were not drawn to the caves, rather the figure that stood amongst them. She stepped forward, her head tilting to the side, ears flopping slightly. She hadn’t picked up the wolf’s scent before, not on any trail she had traipsed anyhow, and so her curiosity piqued. She stepped further out from her hiding spot, though she readied herself for a fight. Her tail stiffened slightly, her hackles raising slightly to appear larger than she was, but she said nothing, she awaited his eyes on her.

[Lavellan]

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𝕂𝕚𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕟 𝕄𝕔𝕃𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕝𝕚𝕟
Loner
Level Seven
21
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Form: Wolf
Location: Caves
Tags: Elspeth

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The trees whispered with the breeze that passed through it, and so Kieran sat, amber gazed cast to the rustling leaves. His dark, brindle fur moved gently with the soft winds, the only indication that he were alive, that he was not made of stone. A soft sigh escaped his lips as he lowered his gaze, his eyes catching a small bug - a beetle or something - and watching its every, jumpy, jagged move. Raising a large paw slowly, millimeter by millimeter, he poised himself, ready to play. Eyes watching the thing intently, ears twitching, he waited... waited... and then... BANG! He thudded his large paw down right in front of the little bug, smirking as it spun quickly, scrambling off in another direction. Thumping his other paw right in front of it again, he stood, tail straight, ears pinned, eyes glinting with malice as he toyed with the bug for moments, almost able to scent its fear as it fled from the doom that threatened to crush it. Tormenting the poor creature for several moments before growing bored, he stepped back, allowing it to continue on its journey. With a sigh, he stood still once more, gaze lost in the trees once more. His tail began to wag slowly, an involuntary movement brought about by the thought of being alone out here, his new life stretching out ahead of him with promise and hope.
A scent crossed his nose after several moments, extinguishing the flame of hope that burned in his eyes. Blinking slowly, he turned his head in the direction of the scent. A she-wolf soon made herself visible, her piercing blue eyes watching him as intently as his own amber watched hers. There must be more wolves in this territory than he had previously thought, or at least more arriving. Turning his entire body to face her, he lowered his head, ears pinned to her as she remained at a distance. He bared is teeth silently to her, showing her that he was not one bit happy that she had found him. He kept his hackles down, however, not eager for a fight. Raising his head then, remaining silent, he lowered his rear to the ground, wrapping his tail around his paws as he sat, watching her, waiting to see what she would do now.

[WildlingQueen]

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loner
twenty two
form: human/wolf
location: forest
tags: kieran

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Elspeth watched with an intensity so strong it could be felt at a distance. She watched as he turned to face her, his lips curling up to expose sharp, skilled fangs. The disapproval of her discovery washed over his pelt in waves, though his hackles remained placed firmly against his spine. She flicked one ear forward, letting him know she had seen his threat, but her eyes and posture remained undeterred by the brutes motions. As he sat back and wrapped his tail around his paws, she pushed herself taller, gazing at him with questioning eyes. His scent had never crossed her path, she remembered, and so she had come to the conclusion he was not part of this territory, nor the school, which left one option. A loner. With nonchalance, she shook her ebony pelt, dust sprinkling the air around her, and took a step forward. She was unthreatened by the wolf before her, relaxing with the feel of her crystal bouncing lightly against her chest. The pendant she wore for protection and strength seemed to settle her mind more than any other worldly object could. She momentarily let her gaze flicker towards the sky before leaping forward, up a small incline near the caves. Her eyes remained glued to the brute, and his to her, but she moved on unperturbed. “I’ve never seen you here before” she managed, her ice blue eyes carefully analyzing the wolf as she grew closer. He was stocky, muscular, and briefly she wondered what his wolf form looked like. She herself, with her long curly hair, adored her human form, but preferred to feel connected to the earth in ways only a wolf possibly could, and so she rarely shifted, only when confronted by another shifters human gaze or… when she needed interaction. She turned her head to the side and looked at him questioningly, he paws shifting in the ground, turning the roots of the grass up with her paws, a similar action to a cat needing. Her tail hung loosely again but her muscles were prepared to fight if need be, however no other signs of tension were drawn across her body.