in the woods somewhere...

[ItsKass]

𝒜𝓇𝒶𝒷𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶
{cisfemale}{Vampire}{tags: open!}

Arabella jumped when she heard Eva, but she quickly recognized her friend's voice 'Hi!" Bella said excitedly as she smiled at Eva "and yea, you never need to ask" Bella started to walk, what was she even going to do? Bella wasn't working today... "Are you planning to do anything?" Bella asked Eva. Arabella was scanning the now nearby town, the decorations she loved so much weren't in sight yet, soon though! she told herself.

[Fading Dreams]

( lucina irvine
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cisfemale | 432 | vampire (coven head) | location: boutique | tags: open |

Tap. Tap. Tap. The rhythmic tapping of fingers on a wooden desk, cluttered by design blueprints and rulers, echoed throughout Lucina's room as thoughts flooded her mind. When she had been brought out of her creative trance a few hours ago by the shrill sound of a phone ringing she hadn't thought much of it until it was brought to her attention that a murder had occurred. A murder of a member within her coven. A sigh escaped her lips as she stared at her surroundings trying to think of all the possibilities and reasons for Walter Fisher's death and yet she found none.

The werewolves couldn't have broken the treaty. It must have been someone else, yet what if it was them? She asked herself as she slowly got up from the chair she was situated in. She stared at her unorganized desk and scrunched her eyes a little moving around the papers into piles and utensils in a neat and organized fashion leaving the unfinished mug of blood on the desk before making her self presentable. Looking at the clock on the wall she watched as the seconds ticked by before quickly snapping her thoughts to the present. Calm down Lucina, go open up the boutique and then we can try and figure this situation out. she scolded herself as she began to exit the coven's mansion and travel to the small boutique she owned.

As the boutique's door opened with a soft creak Lucina quickly set up shop, making her way to the cashier's desk, she attempted to organize her thoughts as she stared outside the store's windows.

( evalina hawkins
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cisfemale | 19 | human (citizen) | location: close to town | tags: arabella laver & caroline adams |

"Nothing in particular, wander around and admire the decorations if any are up I guess," Evalina responded with a shrug as she began to walk at the same pace Bella was. Noticing Caroline trot up to them she mumbled back a small 'hello' as the group continued on their way to the town. "Do you have any plans Caroline?" Eva asked trying to bring her other friend into the conversation as they traveled to the nearing town. She observed as both of her friends were by her, wondering about whether or not she and the others in their friend group would soon meet up.

[ghostlyhamlet]

Gabriel Ramirez | cismale | thirty-seven | werewolf alpha | location; alpha cabin | tagged; open

Sighing, the man rubbed his face with his hand as he turned away from the window of his room as he listened towards the sheriff talk about an incident in the woods. As he listened, the lines in his face deepened with worry as he watched some of the pack members playing basketball outside, unaware of the discovery of another body found near their border with the coven.

"Yeah, thanks for the heads up Em, I'll try and let people not to head that way and to look out for any bear tracks," he said as he did a small sigh as he hung up the phone and ran a hand through his hair. The alpha had hoped that the murders were just the works of a passing vampire or even werewolf but as more are being reported as an animal attack or a serial killer, it's starting to feel less likely. The recent death was a vampire from the coven they held a treaty with; Walter Fisher, who for a vampire, was a kind man and it was rather upsetting to the alpha to hear of his death.

"The coven is going to think we're responsible..." he said under his breath as Gabriel closed his eyes for a brief second before walking out of his cabin, trying to figure out what he was going to say to the pack about the dead vampire.

Dakota Webster | cismale | nineteen | werewolf scout | location; general store | tagged; robbie sawyer

When he heard about why his friend hadn't been answering their text, he couldn't help a small sigh of relief before suddenly getting worried over his heath. "Dude," he then placed his hand on the slightly smaller man's shoulder, "next time tell us when you're sick, I would've brought you soup or something," he said, a small grin slowly appearing on his face as he moved his hand away from the other's shoulder.

"I don't know, I think we could've found ways to make the movies interesting," he said with a small laugh as he couldn't help his cheeks flushed a little, which he then cleared his throat and grinned when he punched his arm playfully. "Yeah, I bet the gang would want to hang out, maybe pick out costumes for each other," he said as he started to walk towards the drinks, hoping Robbie would follow in behind him.

Donovan Van Stryker | cismale | one hundred twenty-two | vampire member | location; flower shop | tagged; aleksandr avon

As the wolf agreed to his order, he felt a wave of slight relief wash over him and nodded as he watched the other man walk into the back, leaving the vampire to look around the flower shop. He had only been here once before, but it was a woman who he had ordered from, the owner persay. As the man looked around, he noticed that the shop held a pastel colored aesthetic about it, although it lacked the exact flower he was looking for. Which caused a small feeling of uncertainty rise in his stomach and he just wished that the werewolf would return to tell him if they had the flowers or not.

As if on cue, the man walked through holding a full bouquet of sunflowers in his hand and set it on the counter. Broken from his thoughts he simply nodded before clearing his throat to answer, "yes," was all he said for a minute as he looked at the sunflowers as if he was in a small trance before ripping his gaze from them and looking back at the shorter man. "How much?" he asked as he pulled out his wallet and took out a hundred, "and do you offer some sort of delivery service?"

[web.]

Robbie Sawyer | cismale | 19 | vampire (citizen; newly turned) | location; general store | tags: Dakota Webster
"Yeah, for sure," Robbie muttered, again nervously rubbing the scar on his neck. He followed Dakota down towards the drinks, glancing around at the different customers they passed by. His phone buzzed in his pocket, signaling a text from someone, but Robbie didn't care to check it. It was most likely his mom, but at this point, he wasn't sure. Maybe his mom wouldn't care if he ditched the errand he was supposed to be on to hang out with Dakota. He was an adult, he could do whatever he wanted. Groceries could wait.

"What are you thinking of being for Halloween, anyway?" he chirped, picking up his pace to walk beside Dakota and put his hand on his shoulder, speaking in a playful yet jeering tone. "Werewolf?"
He let it sink in a moment before starting to laugh, "You could scare all the kids who believe those rumors about the north woods! Imagine." He lightly shoved his friend before removing his hand, putting them back in his pockets. It definitely felt nice being out and about with his friend again. He almost forgot momentarily about what happened- but, of course, the memory resurfaced as they walked past the meat aisle. It was the overwhelming scent of the animal blood from the deli that must've made Robbie uneasy as he stumbled over his own feet and fell. He caught himself on Dakota's arm, quickly shuffling to stand up straight.
"S-Sorry dude." He muttered as the lightheadedness he had been feeling prior returned. Before giving Dakota the chance to ask if he was okay he rambled, "I'm fine I think I tripped over my feet or something." He then realized he was still holding on to Dakota's arm, and pulled it away fast- maybe a little too obviously.

"It's these slippery floors, I swear." He chuckled but then cleared his throat. He still wasn't used to acting normal around people yet, if that was even a thing. He never had to keep this big of a secret from anyone, and he didn't even really know what the secret was.

Aleks Avon | cismale | 23 | werewolf warrior | location; flower store | tags: Donovan Van Stryker

Aleks bit his tongue as he watched Donovan pull out the 100 from his wallet. Sure, vampires were rich, but he didn't figure they would just... keep that much cash on hand all the time. Aleks certainly didn't have that kind of money, which is preciesly why he was working here. He quickly looked back up at the vampire's face, raising a hand to stop him. "No- ah, nothing. It's free. My treat." He cleared his throat as he continued to answer, hoping he wouldn't have to state why they were free. "And yes, we do deliveries, but only on days when the owner is in town. She can't have me leave shop if I'm the only one here, you see. But that's most days. Just call and she'll work it out. It's an 'in advance' thing."

Anton Romanko | cismale | 31 | werewolf medic | location; medic cabin | tags; open

Anton was somewhat in the loop about the recent killings, but also somewhat out of it. He knew it was happening, sure, but he didn't know the details. That didn't stop him from getting nervous, however. Taking a swig of the coffee in his nearly empty coffee mug, Anton leans back in his chair and lets out a long sigh. He begins taking down notes- mostly ideas and speculations- about the recent events. He knew he shouldn't care, or as he put it, "good riddance," about the deaths of vampires, or the deaths of anyone not fully related to the pack, but it was still worrisome. Letting out a long sigh, he glances out his open doorway and sets down his notebook.

[_raineeSS]

➳ elise autry
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( cisfemale ) ( 19 ) ( werewolf scout ) ( location; park ) ( tags; alyx moore )

Elise had been on a rather unwarranted stroll through the park, her pure instincts having been allowed to take the reigns for the day. Naturally the park was where she went, but she couldn't help but feel a little bit hungry; her nose was picking up something that was not prey, however, something more familiar to her. Sure enough, at a small turn around a tree, Elise was easily able to spot a packmate of hers: Alyx.

A smile that she had not openly welcomed tugged at her lips for the quickest of moments before easing back down to her sweet looking resting face, but she could not bring herself to walk towards her. She was part wolf like herself, if she wanted to detect her, she would. Elise leaned back against the tree, her head to the sky in silent relishing of the gentle breeze.


➳ britton davis
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( non-binary ) ( 217 ) ( vampire ) ( location; main street ) ( tags; open )

Britton looked utterly bored. Well, not really. They didn't have too much of a problem with loitering around, but truthfully they'd rather be doing something more useful. Did Lucina need help? This is why Robbie, Dakota, Bella, and the others always made fun of them for not being able to just relax. Well, again, they could, just not to any kind of full extent. They tapped their fingers against the railing they were leaning against and slowly pulled out a cigarette, moving away from the more public part of the street to light it out of general respect.

[sharkpoolz.]

alyx moore / cisfemale / twenty / werewolf warrior / location; park / tags; elise autry

Alyx heard the crunch of leaves and scented a pack member behind her. She swiftly got up and turned to observe who was spying on her. The werewolf spotted a few dyed blond waves butting outward from behind the tree and grinned. "Come on out, Ellie," she called to her friend.

caroline adams / cisfemale / one-hundred-sixty-nine / gifted vampire / location; city streets / tags; evalina, arabella

"Mm... Nothing really planned," Caroline explained as she quickened her pace to match her friends. "I did hear that they're setting up a corn maze, however, so that sounds interesting," she pointed out. The vampire reached for something in her pocket and found her stress ball. She wasn't stressed exactly, but she did have an immense amount of pent up energy.

[_raineeSS]

➳ britton davis
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( non-binary ) ( 217 ) ( vampire ) ( location; main street ) ( tags; open )

Britton looked utterly bored. Well, not really. They didn't have too much of a problem with loitering around, but truthfully they'd rather be doing something more useful. Did Lucina need help? This is why Robbie, Dakota, Bella, and the others always made fun of them for not being able to just relax. Well, again, they could, just not to any kind of full extent. They tapped their fingers against the railing they were leaning against and slowly pulled out a cigarette, moving away from the more public part of the street to light it out of general respect.

➳ elise autry
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( cisfemale ) ( 19 ) ( werewolf scout ) ( location; park ) ( tags; alyx moore )

Breath shakily came out of Elise's body, defeat echoing throughout it. She rounded the tree and came in small, graceful steps toward Alyx, her mouth curved somewhere between a smile and it's normal position. Her steps came to a slow, sweet, and neat stop in front of Alyx, her head tilting to the side only a smidge.

'Ellie' had taken Elise of guard, yes, and it took her a moment to recapture the breath she had exhaled from earlier, "At your acquaintance, Ali," yes, it took her a short moment to bring herself to say Ali rather than Alyx, but it paid off in a rather sly, for Elise, smile.

[ghostlyhamlet]

Gabriel Ramirez | cismale | thirty-seven | werewolf alpha | location; alpha cabin | tagged; open

Sighing, the man rubbed his face with his hand as he turned away from the window of his room as he listened towards the sheriff talk about an incident in the woods. As he listened, the lines in his face deepened with worry as he watched some of the pack members playing basketball outside, unaware of the discovery of another body found near their border with the coven.

"Yeah, thanks for the heads up Em, I'll try and let people not to head that way and to look out for any bear tracks," he said as he did a small sigh as he hung up the phone and ran a hand through his hair. The alpha had hoped that the murders were just the works of a passing vampire or even werewolf but as more are being reported as an animal attack or a serial killer, it's starting to feel less likely. The recent death was a vampire from the coven they held a treaty with; Walter Fisher, who for a vampire, was a kind man and it was rather upsetting to the alpha to hear of his death.

"The coven is going to think we're responsible..." he said under his breath as Gabriel closed his eyes for a brief second before walking out of his cabin, trying to figure out what he was going to say to the pack about the dead vampire.

Dakota Webster | cismale | nineteen | werewolf scout | location; general store | tagged; robbie sawyer

As he opened his mouth to answer the question, he listened to what the other boy had said and did a small nervous chuckle at that, the air in the store feeling a lot warmer than before. As he listened more and more, he stumbled forwards with a small breath of relief as the scout realized that his friend didn't think he was a werewolf but was just thinking of the legends, which was actually technically about him and his pack.

"I was thinking maybe a-" he then dropped his snacks to quickly support Robbie, his heightened instincts kicking in before he actually realized it. His eyes then widened a brief second as he slightly struggled to remain balanced while his best friend made his way to his feet. The wolf looked at his friend worriedly as he then bent down to pick up his beef jerky and chips from the floor.

"If you say so, but maybe we should go sit somewhere so you can't trip over your own two left feet," he said with an easy smile, trying to ease up the tension he was sensing, which he just assumed was because his friend felt embarrassed that he had tripped and basically fell on him, which Dakota knew he'd feel the same. "Grab whatever you want, my treat," he then did a small smirk, "as long as it isn't over twenty dollars," he said with a small wink before opening a freezer door and looking at the drinks before deciding on a ninety-nine cent lemon tea.

Donovan Van Stryker | cismale | one hundred twenty-two | vampire member | location; flower shop | tagged; aleksandr avon

He then couldn't help the small look of surprise that came with the others statement, he then raised a brow before nodding and placing his wallet back but placing the hundred in his suit jacket. The man was still slightly puzzled why the wolf was offering the flowers for free, it wasn't like the vampire wasn't able to pay for it but it just surprised him.

"Okay..." he then listened to the information about the deliveries and nodded in agreement at the practicalness of it all. "Could I setup a scheduled delivery? Say... every two weeks?" he asked as he was now curious if that was able or if it had to be just a schedule a new one as soon as you got the delivery. The vampire also pondered slightly on the price and wondered if he was going to be paying for it or if the wolf's golden heart would shine through again.

[web.]

Robbie Sawyer | cismale | 19 | vampire (citizen; newly turned) | location; general store | tags: Dakota Webster (and the whole friend group: evalina, arabella, britton)

Robbie let out a wry laugh before rubbing his face with his hands. "You're cheap."

As Dakota grabbed the lemonade, Robbie leaned back against the shelf and grabbed whatever chocolate bar he could and slipped it into his jacket pocket. He wasn't going to make Dakota pay for him- especially when he could just steal. And especially when he wasn't intending on eating anything anyway. Maybe he'd boast about his theft prowess later by giving him the candy bar.
"As you were saying," he said in almost a sing-songy way, "what are you thinking of being for Halloween? I'm thinking of going as Ghostface, but like an updated version. But not the dumb one from the MTV show. Like a modern one." He had a habit of rambling on like this.

Moving towards the freezer door, he looked over the drinks. Anything he had in the recent week had just come back up, and he wasn't sure if he would risk it. "Y'know what, I'm fine. Keep your cash."
Turning in the general direction of the register, Robbie looked over at his friend. "Do you want me to text the group to see what they're up to? I'm sure they'll all be soooo excited to get a text from me they'll come running." He made sure to put emphasis on his sarcasm, even though it was a rhetoric question. Slipping his phone out, he unlocked it and squinted at the screen. He had the brightness all the way down, but it still hurt to look at; he figured he was quick enough to send a text, even if it was full of typos. And it was.

Any1 wnt to meet outsife the genrl store?
He sent it to the group chat, ignoring all of the other notifications on his phone.

Aleks Avon | cismale | 23 | werewolf warrior | location; flower store | tags: Donovan Van Stryker

Aleks hummed for a moment before nodding. "Yeah, I suppose you could. I'm not allowed to schedule the deliveries but I know we have customers who have scheduled flower deliveries like that." Thinking for a moment, he came up with a conclusion. "But if you don't want to call I could take down your name and number. For the owner." he flashed a smile that possibly meant maybe not for the owner, but then let out a sigh as he continued. "Most customers with scheduled deliveries like that get a discount and pay when they have the flowers delivered."

After his short spiel, he reached under the counter and pulled out a notebook and pen. Flipping to an empty page, he wrote down something along the lines of 'sunflowers, 2 weeks, delivery' on the page in difficult to read cursive before looking back up at Donovan. "It's really up to you."

Anton Romanko | cismale | 31 | werewolf medic | location; medic cabin | tags; open

Anton was somewhat in the loop about the recent killings, but also somewhat out of it. He knew it was happening, sure, but he didn't know the details. That didn't stop him from getting nervous, however. Taking a swig of the coffee in his nearly empty coffee mug, Anton leans back in his chair and lets out a long sigh. He begins taking down notes- mostly ideas and speculations- about the recent events. He knew he shouldn't care, or as he put it, "good riddance," about the deaths of vampires, or the deaths of anyone not fully related to the pack, but it was still worrisome. Letting out a long sigh, he glances out his open doorway and sets down his notebook.

[Metronome]

Sirius Vanderbilt
Werewolf / 31 / Male / Loner
Tags: Open Location: Downtown Diner

Woodridge was a nice place: small, quaint, pretty cute. It was a heck of a lot nicer than the caves and thickets Sirius had called home for the last couple weeks. He had been working his way across the mountain ridge, living on whatever he could catch and sleeping in the dirt. When he rolled into town yesterday, he looked revolting. His hair had been matted, his clothes filthy, his skin tinted with dirt. But after a night at a local motel and a good wash, he now looked pretty handsome. His dark brown curls framed his face, his beard now neat and trimmed. A crisp new white t-shirt covered his torso, his signature leather jacket on top. His dark eyes caught the waitress watching him, whispering something to her friend over the counter. They both glanced at him knowingly and giggled, turning away.

Sirius chuckled softly and went back to work on his spread of food. He'd been starving when he came in, and the smell of good food drew him to the diner. He ordered almost half the lunch menu and flirted with the waitress while she wrote. He couldn't help it; it had been too long since he'd last spoken to an actual person, and he had to make sure he hadn't lost his touch. She seemed pretty agreeable, anyway.

"Thinking about dessert?" Her sweet voice came from his left over his shoulder. Sirius looked up.

"Oh, no, hun. I'm stuffed. Unless you want to half it with me," He wiggled his eyebrows and grinned.

The woman chuckled, "My boss would kill me, but thanks for the offer." She wrote him up his check and set it down. There was an extra piece of paper with seven digits written on it. "But come back soon, okay?" She winked at him and coolly strolled back to the counter to excitedly whisper to her friend some more.

Sirius picked up the paper and pocketed it, shooting her a grin. He laid back in the cushioned bench seat, not quite ready to get up and leave yet. He debated whether he wanted to go back to his motel room and nap, or wander the town.