❦ Evergreen Reservation ❦ {Werewolf RP} Accepting

[kanni]

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Name; Serenity
Nicknames; Ren, Black Widow,
Serendipity(?)
Age; 17
Gender; Female
Rank; Fighter (level 6)
Tagged; Amos, Cybil, and Vandyke
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Serenity poked her head into the kitchen, letting Amos go first. The icy tension
in the room had the teen's heart racing, eyes narrowed, unsure whether to run
or stay and wait out "the storm". The silver haired fae's words had Serenity even
further on edge, the ball of warmth inside the teen howling to be let out.
Without even realizing it, the dirty blonde reached out with one hand and took
Amos' wrist in a death grasp, a way of Serenity finding stability in comfort
without too much of an emotional/verbal display. However, the dirty blonde did
not let her fear completely take over, and stepped further into the kitchen.
"Find out...what, exactly?" Smoothing her face into a blank mask, Serenity

watched the male and female in front of her with cool chestnut eyes, trying to keep just how nervous she was locked up and out of sight. If only apples were kept in the living room instead of here. It would have made the dirty blonde's life that much easier.

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[ Amos ]
"So dawn goes down to day, nothing gold can stay..."
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Amos turned to his cousin, curiosity gleaming in
his eyes. The girl took a deep breath, glancing
at Vandyke uncertainly before turning back to
the other wolves. "I've been promoted to alpha.
We're making the announcement tonight, and
having the coronation as soon as possible....Benji
and Violet...well we think they ran away."

Amos sucked in a breath, stepping back to lay a
steady hand on Serenity's shoulder to calm her.
Many of the pack would be stunned by this news.
Amos would have to use his power a lot tonight.
If only he had tentacles like an octopus, he thought,
it would make his job a lot easier.

"Well you have my support Cyb. You always have."
The brute managed a warm smile to his cousin, still
half focused on making sure Serenity stayed calm. The
fae didn't seem to have complete control over her
emotions.

[kanni]

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Name; Serenity
Nicknames; Ren, Black Widow,
Serendipity(?)
Age; 17
Gender; Female
Rank; Fighter (level 6)
Tagged; Amos, Cybil, and Vandyke
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Serenity's brow furrowed as she slowly pushed the rest of what she now
knew to be a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. What it had been doing inside
the refrigerator, Serenity had no idea. But she swallowed it whole anyway.
An odd feeling of her namesake settled over the teen, but she narrowed her
eyes and with an amount of concentration batted it away.
"It's not that i'm afraid Cybil won't make a great alpha...it's not about her at all.
And I'm not afraid. I don't do fear." Serenity paused. At least she didn't admit
to fear.
"Really i'm just concerned as to what will happen once the pack gets in order,

because there's bound to be drama and anger and betrayal and- Lupus save us, romance, and I don't know if we as a pack can handle that. I myself, despite a good amount of tolerance from living with Chef and her soap operas.. Serenity stopped again, her mouth twisting into a grimace as she reflected on past...incidents involving boxes of tissues and broken televisions.
"like I was saying, despite having a good amount of tolerance, I don't know if I can handle all the...how do you say it...'feels', good and bad, that may come." Heaving a sigh, Serenity stared at Amos.

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[ Amos ]
"So dawn goes down to day, nothing gold can stay..."
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The brute chuckled lightly at the awkward fae,
shrugging to Cybil, who seemed to understand
that most pack wolves would handle the news
about as well as Serenity had. With a nod to his
new alpha, and wink of congrats, he followed
the other fae out of the kitchen, still chuckling
under his breath.

"You don't need to worry. I watched Cybil grow
up. She trained alongside our old pack alphas, and
was probably even stronger than a few of them. She's
clever and loyal. She'll take care of the pack, I promise."
Amos gently turned Serenity to face him, eyes catching
her gaze to make sure she calmed down.

"You don't need to be afraid. Cybil will make a
wonderful alpha." His voice was soft, steady, and
smoothed any fears away like silk sheets against
bare skin, comforting and luxurious and other worldly.

[kanni]

accidentally edited my last post instead of making a new one o nuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu))

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Name; Serenity
Nicknames; Ren, Black Widow,
Serendipity(?)
Age; 17
Gender; Female
Rank; Fighter (level 6)
Tagged; Amos, Cybil, and Vandyke
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Serenity's brow furrowed as she slowly pushed the rest of what she now
knew to be a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. What it had been doing inside
the refrigerator, Serenity had no idea. But she swallowed it whole anyway.
An odd feeling of her namesake settled over the teen, but she narrowed her
eyes and with an amount of concentration batted it away.
"It's not that i'm afraid Cybil won't make a great alpha...it's not about her at all.
And I'm not afraid. I don't do fear." Serenity paused. At least she didn't admit
to fear.
"Really i'm just concerned as to what will happen once the pack gets in order,

because there's bound to be drama and anger and betrayal and- Lupus save us, romance, and I don't know if we as a pack can handle that. I myself, despite a good amount of tolerance from living with Chef and her soap operas.. Serenity stopped again, her mouth twisting into a grimace as she reflected on past...incidents involving boxes of tissues and broken televisions.
"like I was saying, despite having a good amount of tolerance, I don't know if I can handle all the...how do you say it...'feels', good and bad, that may come." Heaving a sigh, Serenity stared at Amos.

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[ Amos ]
"So dawn goes down to day, nothing gold can stay..."
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Amos nodded, leading the girl over to the couch
to sit down. "Forming a new pack is hard. There's
no guarantee everyone will get along, or that any
thing will run smoothly. But it's up to the wolves that
make up the pack to make it work. We have to adjust
and compromise and sometimes it's hard, but in the
end, we're being formed for a reason."

Amos sat back, looking at Serenity curiously, a small
smile twitching across his lip. "Besides little pup,
you seem stubborn enough. I think you can handle
anything the pack throws your way." He reached
out, ruffling her hair and chuckling.

"Don't worry so much. Perseverance and dedication,
that's what will make this pack a success." The brute
smiled warmly, letting his arms stretch across the back
of the couch. In the end, Amos did his job instinctually,
wanting to comfort the wolves with doubts and reassure
them.

[kanni]

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Name; Serenity
Nicknames; Ren, Black Widow,
Serendipity(?)
Age; 17
Gender; Female
Rank; Fighter (level 6)
Tagged; Amos
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Serenity let out a snarl scooting away from Amos. She hated when her hair
was touched. It bothered her to no end not being able to tell if it was
messed up or not. Serenity wasn't very vain, but the fae in her made her
want to look at least somewhat decent at all times. Or at times when
possible. It wasn't the easiest feat in the teen's current, sodden state,
but Serenity was willing to give it a try.
"Don't touch my hair. I hate it when people do that. Next time i'll bite
your hand off...and don't call me pup you wet noodle!" The dirty blonde
stuck out her tongue, proud of her insult. Yes, it wasn't the best, but it

wasn't half bad considering the fae hadn't gotten much practice in quite some time. As Serenity's now mussed hair fell into her face, the teen let out a grumble and began the tedious task of braiding it back. Due to the locks being waist length, this would take time and effort, and patience that the dirty blonde didn't necessarily have.
"So. Is Cybil your cousin? Cause I feel like that would grant you automatic like lead-somethin-or-other status now that she's gonna be alpha. Also I've never even heard of this kinda ceremony. Do I need to dress up? I mean I'm going to change eventually- believe me being in this state of dress isn't the most comfortable, but I'm not sure if I have a clean dress...I'm not even sure if I own one." Serenity paused. She was pretty sure she had one- a strapless number that fell to her knees that Chef had made the teen wear to a wedding. It had been the most emotionally traumatic thing that Serenity had ever been put through. All those people crying...but they were happy. And...scared? It was so confusing.

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[ Amos ]
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Amos laughed, holding his hands up in a sign of
surrender, making a mental note to not muss
the girl's locks before settling to listen to her
question.

"Yes Cybil is my cousin, and no that doesn't
give me rights to rank. Our old pack was centered
on a breeding program to produce strong and
powerful wolves that could be sent off to help
other packs. Cybil comes from a beta bloodline,
and I come from a beta alpha mix. But, pack
blood doesn't always guarantee your future. Do you
know how omega's are born?"

The man sat back, not really waiting for an
answer, "Omegas are gifted their abilities
when the pack needs them. Our pack omega
had died, so when I was born at such a convenient
point in time, I was also born with omega abilities.
It wasn't too much of a loss. Cybil was being raised
as beta, and the pack already had pure alpha
blood. So. Here I am." A small smile greeted
his lips as he looked the girl over.

"And no, you don't have to wear a dress, but be sure
to look presentable. The coronation is when the
pack will accept Cybil as alpha, and she releases her
power to accept the pack's power. It'll strengthen pack
bonds, and give Cybil more strength, which she'll need
with so many high powered wolves in the pack."

[azhefa.]

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⟦ luke ✘ 21 ✘ lone werewolf ✘ level 10 ✘ bisexual/single ✘ tags; kathrine ⟧

though he looks to be focused on eating, luke's mind was somewhere else entirely. had he really just offered to share his territory with someone? he doesn't like to share much of anything, especially the prime territory that he's so vigilantly guarded from everyone. there had been moments in the past that he had considered allowing a much lesser powered wolf to stick around, but not someone of equal power like kathrine where his power over them was neutralized. having another dominant wolf around was like having a wild card with claws that can gut him in his sleep. for some reason though, he doesn't get that kind of unpredictable vibe from the female, at least not a bad one. he kind of likes not knowing what she will do in different situations. at the thought of 'liking' anything about kathrine makes luke's mind screech to a halt. why would he like anything about this girl, he doesn't even know her all that well. the beast within luke stirs slightly at his growing confusion and chaotic thoughts, but doesn't fully awaken just yet. luke catches kathrine's movement out of the corner of his eye, making him glance over curiously. his ears perk forward as he takes in the sight of the female's lowered head and no longer confident posture. it was an odd sight since he's only seen her as confident and almost emotionless.

luke momentarily forgets about his meal as he watches the emotions start to show in her eyes, several of which he understands but the others he doesn't. at her words, luke gives a light humorless chuckle and shakes his head a bit, "you're not the only one, why do you think i've been alone for so long?" he had meant to sound emotionless or even bitter, but his tone seemed vaguely vulnerable, something he wasn't aware of. luke watches kathrine's warring emotions for a moment, but before he could really react to them, she quickly shuts it all down. he has to suddenly choke back a growl when he watches her eyes return to their previous icy glint, the emotions now gone. for some reason he feels something like anger towards the wall that she had put up, an unknown emotion that burns in his chest for a moment before dying out. luke ignores the odd feeling and forces back all the other emotions that were rioting at the back of his mind, putting up his own wall so his eyes showed nothing, not even his usual anger. he casually sits down, his fluffy tail flopping down by his paws in an attempt to seem less threatening, though it only works slightly. "i think i can handle whatever dangers you bring." the brute's red eyes suddenly spark with a bit of curious excitement as he speaks, the idea of danger was rather intriguing and it was hard to hide his excitement for it. he cocks his head to the side a bit with the faint rumble of a chuckle, "but the real question is if you can handle the dangers that i bring..." his voice was as smooth as silk and his tone had an edge of challenge. luke doesn't even try to resist the urge to challenge kathrine, though it was more out of curious fun than anything else.

[WildlingQueen]

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

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The ebony she-wolf’s ice blue eyes returned to the water seconds before the shift came from the brute’s paws. She noticed it too late, water spraying from his massive paws as he landed in the water, a hearty laugh escaping his maw. The spray settled over her fur heavily, leaving it damp and disheveled but she laughed shaking the water from her pelt as her eyes locked on to his. He gauged her reaction before he turned, eyes assumingly scanning the forest they had yet to explore. His question seemed more of a request as he took off before a response could escape her lips. She pressed forward, water splashing around her paws as she trotted across to join her companion. There was a slight skip to her step, one hardly noticeable unless you had known her long. It was contentment that created the slight alteration in her gait, her paws touching the earth with almost little resistance. It had been years since she had had companionship and even the trivial game he had played touched her inner wolf. She despised pack dynamics, but a single wolf at her side, or perhaps two was enough to sate the her. She blinked herself back into reality as his voice danced through the trees. Leaves swayed above her and birdsong sounded in her ears, but her attention turned to his and his deep seated curiosity about the reservation. “I know that they have a new alpha, as far as visiting I wouldn’t really recommend it. They don’t take fondly to loners… I mean none that I have seen anyways” she remarked, her head tilting slightly as curiosity shined in her own eyes. “What’s your fascination, if you don’t mind my asking” she asked, leaping to his side. Her pelt momentarily brushed his before she settled into a relaxed pace at his side. Her tail swayed lightly, her ice blue eyes turning themselves towards the forest. The sun had not yet fallen to the night sky and the air around her swirled with a feeling of calm, her muscles released tension and her vulnerability spiked, yet she was still well aware of the wolf at her side, listening carefully to each paw he settled in the earth, however, with the hearty laugh and playful attitude he had displayed she no longer felt he could be a threat.

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beta
twenty
form: human/wolf
location: forest
tags: mika

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The wolf in him that had not so long ago snarled desperately to escape now leapt in time with the she-wolf at his side. His chest heaved with each breath he took, filling his lungs to capacity. He would never be willing to trade this feeling of freedom, but as he gazed at the territory he knew so well and heard the sound of paws landing so carefully beside him, he knew he could make himself a home here. Mika’s breathes seemed to dance in time with his and that alone relaxed him, she had called him because despite their differences, she believed in them and that alone had to mean something. He could be beta, he believed he could, if only he could persuade his inner wolf to believe it. The longer they ran the more he felt the sting of the air in his lungs and though he would never stop if he could, he could taste the water on his tongue. The gurgling of the stream followed shortly after and his ears flickered towards the sound. He smirked, carefully dropping his head to nip playfully at her front leg as they ran. Whilst she was distracted, he darted forward, paws scraping the earth as a hearty laugh escaped his broad maw. He slid to a stop, front paws sliding into the water. The stream lapped and tugged at the fur around his paws and his head tilted to the side, intrigued at the way his fur moved with it. When she appeared he couldn’t help the smile that spread across his maw “Beat yah!” he laughed dipping his head to lap water from the stream. It filled his stomach with cool, the taste so sharp and refreshing he almost never wanted to stop. He closed his eyes, enjoying the water splashing against his legs and trickling down his throat. Behind him, his tail swayed, shifting the earth, a sign of utter bliss.