ʜᴜɴᴛᴇᴅ | ᴏ/ᴀ

[amarok.]

Skylar Aleksandersen I Werewolf I Beta I tags; James.
She waited until the wounded were out of the way before she turned ever-so-slightly, keeping her stance defensive, and gestured with her head towards her house. The distant lights were just visible through the increasingly dark woods.
"Now you are going to mooff slowly towards that house ofer there. Savvy?"
Whistling to Bein, who moved to the hunter's other side, she waited for him to take the first steps, careful to not let her attention waver for a second. She didn't doubt that he'd run faster than her. She couldn't give him the chance to prove her wrong.

Jason Loen I Werewolf I Medic I tags; Benji, Adam, Emmy
He nodded again, heaved one of the larger, semi-concious male's arms over his shoulders and half-supported, half-dragged Adam back to safety, only letting him go once Benji took him from his grip. The amount of blood almost surprised him.
Moving immediately to the side of the injured teenager, he removed the compress and searched for an exit wound, groaning when there was no telltale mark. The silver bullet was still in there.
Stay with me, Emmy.
Praying she stayed unconscious - he didn't dare try to use an anaesthetic when she was already half-dead - he fished it out quickly and efficiently and began to stitch the layers of tissue back together, applying the strongest antiseptics he had at his disposal and flushing the injury out periodically with distilled water, hoping to remove any silver flakes. The most dangerous bullets were coated in a fragile coat of silver, and that did more damage than the bullet itself.
His worst fears were confirmed when small bits of white metal began to glitter against Emmelene's fur after the third rinse.
Oh no... Oh no.
"Crap! Benji, we've got flakers. Check Adam. Vitals?"
Theee was nothing else he could do.
With shaking hands, he sealed what was left of the wound, administered a shot of antibiotics and - after some deliberation - a small dose of adrenaline to try to fight her fading heartbeat.

Theodore Ford I Human I Blade I tags; Aurora "Good with a bow, huh?"
He laughed genially between bites of the cookie. "You a hunter, too, then? I prefer a rifle myself. Can't mount a scope on a bow. Might not be all that fair on the deer, but-"
He trailed off as Aurora suddenly raised her cell to her ear and uttered two short words into it before turning to him.
"So soon? I'm not that ugly, am I?"
He doffed his beanie to her, careful to keep his earpiece hidden, and stood up, dusting off crumbs.
"See you around? I'd like to get to know you better."

(Yasss references)

Blair Strong I Werewolf I Fighter I tags;
Malaya?
"Damn radiator," the hunter muttered, whacking the leaking hunk of metal with a spanner and wincing as the abrupt sound echoed painfully in her ears. Worse, she'd cracked a nail and spilt oil on her clothes, despite only having been in them for the last five minutes. She'd decided to finish up a repair before she went home, but was already beginning to regret promising her boss she'd do so. For a second, she considered pulling out her phone and calling her cousin and to hell with the car - she was too tired for this crap - but other circumstances caused a rapid change in plan. Namely, the appearance of a small figure dressed in a cosy sweater. The tasteful clothing narrowed the field considerably. She could count the number of packmates with any fashion sense whatsoever on one hand.
"Hey, Malaya! What brings you to these parts at this time?"

[doryphoros]

𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔦𝔯
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x | alistair klein | 28 | male | pan | blade | kat

alistair weaved through the crowd, lazily checking his watch. although his face betrayed nothing, inside he was fuming. his plane had been delayed, and he'd had to wait at the airport for three hours. then, his baggage had somehow gotten lost at the baggage check, adding another 30 minutes to his travel. but he was here, and that was all that mattered. he didn't much like the headquarters that they were staying in, but it'd have to do. alistair dropped off his stuff and set out to find a member of his team. he spotted kat nearby and quickly walked over to her. "what'd i miss while i was gone?" he purred, flashing a coy grin.

[hellb0und]

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name. // aurora lane. x • x gender. // female. x • x species. // werewolf x • x rank // fighter. x • x tags. // theo, skylar, james.
"i am as deadly as fire itself."

I get up from my seat before adding, “Yea, sure thing.” Afterward, I walk out of the coffee shop and get back into my car. Turning out of the parking lot, I soon find myself driving on the unpaved road. Finally reaching my designated location, I do a quick check to see if anyone followed me. Especially that Theo guy. Bursting into the home, I look around to find chaos has taken over. Medics trying to heal two pack members, and Skylar holding an unknown male figure. “Who's this?” I inquire with animosity. Crossing my arms and glaring down at him, this wasn't any time for formal introductions. Regardless, I hadn't planned on giving one, anyway. His facial expression suggested fear, and I could only guess who he was, a hunter. She'd never hold anyone within our pack like that.

[FLYBOY]

James || Human || Hunter || tags;; Skylar

James turned until he fixed his eyes on the house, and slowly nodded. "Got it," he muttered tensely through gritted teeth, the first he'd spoken since being captured. He began to walk towards the house, stepping carefully as the ground turned treacherous in the gathering darkness. A human couldn't navigate these woods with the ease a werewolf could; he wasn't planning on trying anything. He kept his hands up, slightly out to the side so that she could see them even from where she stood behind him. The hunter was painfully aware of his own gun trained on his back, and he knew that to make one wrong move would mean he would get shot. Silver bullets may have been specialized for killing werewolves, but they did a damn fine job of killing humans, too. His mind was still racing, as he struggled to think of some way out, but so far, he had nothing. Still, he would not allow himself to give up hope as he trudged onwards towards the pack's home.

[amarok.]

Skylar Aleksandersen I Werewolf I Beta I tags; Aurora, James
Thinking fast, she directed the hunter into her home and towards the basement, still keeping the gun trained squarely on his back.
She didn't actually have anywhere sensible to leave him. She wasn't in the habit of taking prisoners. She just went straight for the kill and, so far, she'd rarely failed. This time, it seemed she had.
But as the seconds slowly ticked past, she became glad she'd kept him alive this long. He'd as good as killed one of her wolves, probably two and likely more, and a bullet was too good for him.
Her train of thoughts was disrupted by Aurora's abrupt arrival; not quite daft enough to shift her attention from the hunter, she just igored the question, made a "later" gesture with one hand and barked an order over her shoulder.
"Aurora, with me. Take his other side."

Adrian D'Arc I Human I Blade Leader I tags; Jin
"Pft, use your judgement, buddy. Sounds good to me. I'll find my chopper license details for you if they decide they want to check up on them."
He ducked into the bunk room he'd somehow ended up sharing with Ford, pulled out the relevant paperwork from his own little holdall and slipped it onto the table beside his friend, nodded in approval at the website - pricey, of course, but maybe less likely to ask questions - and picked up his empty coffee mug.
"Miss Vogue had better had left some in th-"
The crackle of static preceeding Kat's voice cut him short. He glanced at Jin while he processed the info, then shook his head.
"Roger that, Kat. Keep looking."

[littlewolf5000]

✦ Kathrine Kingston ✦
{ Speices } Blade { Role } Agent { Tags} Alistar { Crush } open { Words }
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It took quite awhile for the leader to respond back to my report, leaving me time to walk casually towards my truck, it being left exactly how it left it pulled over at the beginning of my route, my cup that once contained the cocoa was now empty and being lazily carried at my side as i reached for my keys, chirping the vehicle unlocked, pulling the door open once more before reaching in, and setting the metallic cup in the holder before tossing the flashlight back to its original spot,
just as i heard D'arcs words, letting them sink in as i made sure i had everything i nodded before reaching up and pushing the button yet again "Copy that, be back soo-" I was cut off by a sudden presence, one i wasn't expecting souly because i figured most the team, beside me and ford would be at the cabin, with that i gave a started gasp and, out of habit and instinct reached down and grabbed the hand gun from my boot before spinning around with precise ease, aiming the firearm at the male behind me, not making the connection of who it was until i had him a gunpoint, that is when it sunk in and i let my gaze dance over his frame confirming this was in fact just another team member before sighing deeply, unaware i had still been holding the talk button on the ear piece this whole time as i darkly glared at the taller blade "Damn it klein" i growled as i subconsciously ran a hand through my hair once more as i keeled down to place the metal fire arm back in my combat boots, covering its presence with my pant leg before standing back up, removing my hand from the button and continuing to glare at him for a moment more before slamming the truck shut to a close and setting off to my next destination, the clothing shop. I was grateful my route wasn't one many people traveled on,
who know what would happen if the towns people saw a unfamiliar girl with a gun aimed at some guys head. 'good call D'arc' i thought as i glanced back at the brown haired male, as if unsayingly waiting for him to follow, once he had i slipped my phone from my pocket and opened the notes section where i began to type out what we had done, from attending the memorial, to reporting back to the team, to where we were now i wasn't stupid enough as to inform him aloud where prying ears could hear, compromising our whole mission, so once i had it typed out, discreetly i passed it over to him, and into his hand before the store came into view, finally some fun. Letting my gaze dance over the mannequins in the window displaying what was within the glass doors, or soon to be, most were fairly well put together outfits, cute for this small town but of course nothing i'd be caught dead in, scrunching up my nose i shook my head who would place a plaid top with plain bottoms, ugh. Shaking my head i walked to the door and swung it open, the bell above alarming the clerks they had a customer while i held it open for klein "Seeing as how you just had to see me, you get to be my model" i said with a hint of a teasing tone, though made sure it was clear i was being perfectly serious as i now entered the shop and began to wonder.

↩ Adam Hale ↪

{ Species } Werewolf { Role } Guard { Tags } The healers { Crush } Open
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Feeling my body be lifted from the nice, cooling ground into someones arms caused my gaze to flick open and a low growl to emit into the air, first i was shot, now im flying, great, my mind kept grumbling to myself as i felt myself be passed from Benji to jason, causing a huff to exhale my nose though the sudden puff of air rushing through my chest caused a sharp yelp to escape my muzzle, this sucked, i felt humiliated. Closing my eyes i lowered my large, triangular ears as we made our way back to the pack house, which honestly wasn't far from the attack at all, by the time i had reopened my wolf's eyes we were there, and i was back on the ground with the older healer back beside me barely catching his instructions to the younger before i felt a thin sheet be place over my body, and his hands to run over my fur, i hadn't noticed it, but with each touch a uncomfortable sound was made, making me feel even weaker i often felt as if my wolf had a mind of his own. I could feel both of the medics concern, tension, and anger as they worked but before i could try to do anything a strong fatigue had come over me, out of nowhere, and my eyes grew heavier by the moment, no matter how much i fought it, it grew and my heartbeat, pumping furiously still to try and keep the oxygen and blood flowing began to slow down as everything went black, eyes closed as the local anesthetic began to take affect leaving me there motionless and breathing shallow as the male began to grab the lodged bullet from my chest, i had no clue what was happening though,all my senses felt as if they went numb, i was stuck in my mind, with my wolf, who tried to comfort me, as i repetitively blamed myself for this dammed accident, i knew something was wrong, and i didn't do anything until it was too late, Emm was on the brink of death, because of my calls, my common sense, my wolf knew this wasn't true, the hunter would have done this regardless of if i were there or not but thats not the message that my mind played over and over within my head, it wasn't my fault, but i had convinced myself it was, if i hadn't stayed and tried to convince skylar to stay back, i could have got there sooner, but i didn't my emotions got in the way, i knew this would happen! it wont again though, i wont let it. Still under i continued to fight the raging battle that clouded my mind, the tension and surge of emotions, thoughts causing my heart to speed up, then slow dramatically and back again as i battled myself, completely oblivious to what was going on in the real world.

[jinxiee]

||Malaya|Female|Werewolf|Tags; Blair||

The female's eyes widened that the other female recognized her. I guess she could seem to stand-out with her fashion? Yet, Malaya usually grabs the first shirt she can find. "Just looking for friends to help my self-doubt!" She replied, added in with a genuine laugh. But, then it stopped quickly with a straight face. Her nose itched from the smell of metal and oil. Slight tears came to her eyes,
though Mal swiped them away.

"But, actually... I wanted to get to know you. I don't really know anyone and thought of you first."
Malaya brushed strands of hair away and looked at Blair as she rambled. Then, taking a deep breath, the much shorter girl coughed a little.

[baby blue]

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tyla.
twenty two.
female.
medic.
no crush.
benji, adam,
emmy, jason.

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tyla had been to the service for the previous alphas, as had the rest of the pack. she mourned in silence, choosing to return to the pack house afterwards. she had immediately found her way to the nearest seat, picking her way through the house with ease. in the past twenty two years of her life, she has been able to finally master successfully walking through the entire house without bumping into anything. tyla has sat down to think, as she often did to distract her mind in times of sorrow. that sorrow more often than not ended up in her mind leading towards the bad thoughts that she sought to escape since she was sixteen. tyla has maybe sat and thought for an hour when the hairs on the back of her neck stood up. not a moment later, she heard people barge into the house in a hurried rush.

the metallic smell of blood immediately wafted to her nose. the red-head popped up from her seat and voiced her concern. “what’s going on?” she called out hoarsely, her throat a little sore from fighting back any tears she dared not shed. tyla followed benji and jason, whom she’d identified by smell, to the medical room. she stood back and let them work furiously. she felt if she intruded currently, things might not go as smoothly. tyla stood silently in the corner, listening intently to their work and mutteringa. she nearly jumped out of her skin when jason spoke. “flakers?” she repeated as if she didn’t believe it. of course tyla knew what they were, but she just now realized what was actually going on. emmy and adam had been shot. “do you guys need anything that I can run and get?” she asked in a quiet, hopeful tone. she wanted to be of some use in this entire ordeal.

[doryphoros]

𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔦𝔯
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x | alistair klein | 28 | male | pan | blade | kat

he jokingly put his hands up and roared with laughter. he doubled over. "your face!" he cried. alistair quickly composed himself and stood up straight. he was still chuckling when kat said that he had to be her model, and he shrugged. "as long as you don't pick out outfits that are absolutely horrendous, i'm down." he smirked and followed kat. as he glanced over the things in the window, his heart sank. "what have i gotten myself into?" he muttered under his breath as he followed kat into the store. his suspicions were only confirmed as kat meandered throughout the store. it was simply terrible. plaid and ripped jeans everywhere; it was far too casual for someone like him.

[amarok.]

Blair Strong I Werewolf I Fighter I tags; Malaya
"Uh... Okay, hon. Sure thing."
She had no idea of how to respond to that.
Sure, she didn't know Malaya that well - until the last few weeks the pack had been huge - but she hadn't expected to hear anything so blatant.
"Glad to see I've made a lasting impression on at least somebody," she added feebly. It wasn't true that she was always an afterthought and she certainly knew that -
she had plenty of friends - but sometimes it felt like it. And, what, with the current circumstances, she'd felt more like that than ever.
"So... Uh, what's up? How are you doing, hon?"

(@baby blue and little, I'm going to wait for Tonic to return before posting for Jason, I think.)