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by ∞✦∞ Kat ✦ Marc ∞✦∞ » Sat Jul 28, 2012 2:23 pm
∞✦∞ Kat ✦ Marc ∞✦∞ wrote:Relaxing in her room, Cara closes her eyes and tips her head back, her hair framing her pale face as her head thrums in time with the blasting Skillet. Meaningless lyrics float in and out of her head as she quietly runs a long, slender finger down the black coverlet. The sunlight peers into her small attic room through the tiny window, a beacon of happiness that promised the world but gaze nothing but a quiet kiss to Cara's face. A little smile graces her lips as she soaks in the soft beams of light.

As a quiet kid, Max never really was noticed. Blending in was a specialty of his, and he appreciated it. He slipped out of the busy main room, and quietly shut the back door behind him. He awkwardly clambers up a tree, eyes downcast. A subtle pang in the back of his throat confirmed his earlier thought. As silent tears ran their course down his ghostly-white face, his fingers clutched onto the branch supporting his weight like if he left go he might die. Racked with silent sobs, his eyes squeeze shut and he curls into a ball in the hollow of the tree.
Clad in her wolf skin, Olivia bounds through the forest, paws thrumming against the ground as she sprints through the forest. Fresh, bright smells rush into her nostrils, and she breaths them all in again, glad to be free. Her skin tingles where her fur is rippled and tugged by the wind, and her ears are swiveling and turning, taking in every sound.
Jake sits in the shadows of a huge oak tree, shavings of wood sprinkled across his lap and chest. His eyes, half-shut with concentration, peer at a sliver of wood in his hand. The very tip of a silver pocketknife flicks in and out of the wood, flashing in the dappled sunlight the shines through the leaves of the oak. In a rush, Olivia sprints past him, causing him to start and prick his finger on the knife's edge. cursing, he gets up and starts the long walk back to the pack's house, sucking on the little cut on his finger.
Reply, anyone?
Good morning and good night
I'll wake up at twilight
I'll watch the night turn light blue
But it's not the same without you
Because it takes two to whisper quietly
Just your average emo-ish tween.
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by SnowFiery » Sat Jul 28, 2012 2:26 pm
Aubrey
She managed to loose him. So she took the time to hide. She looked around and found a tree hollow that went into the ground just enough to hide her. She crawled in and crouched down. Waiting
Shane
He heard one of the doors open and sighed, shrugging it off. She finished the bottle and walked up staires, walking past cara's room. He tripped and tumbled over, making loud noises in the process
Who are you, really? You are not a name or a height, or a weight or a gender. You are not an age and you are not where you are from. You are your favorite books, and the songs stuck in your head
You are your thoughts
And what you eat for breakfast on Saturday mornings. You are a thousand things, but everyone chooses to see the million things that you are not. You are not where you are from, you are where you're going, and I'd like to go there, too.
Everyone who terrifies you is seventy-five percent water. And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes you cannot even breathe deeply, and the night sky is no home, and you have cried yourself to sleep enough times that you are down to your last two percent, but
Nothing is infinite, not even loss.
You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day you are going to find yourself again.
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by skye. » Sat Jul 28, 2012 2:29 pm
{*|C h a r l o t t e|*}
|Feeling: Wide awake|With:No one|Single|Wearing:
This
Charlotte reached Taylor and the rest of the gang. She shook her white fur and nodded a hello to them. She wondered where Aubrey and Justin were since they weren't back at the house.
{*|J u s t i n|*}
|Feeling: Hungry|With:Everyone|Single|
Justin started to walk slowly when he heard some footsteps. He paused. The only sounds that were heard were the birds chirping above him. He lifted his nose in the air and sniffed, looking for Aubrey. It smelt a whole bunch of her near a tree.. He started walking over there, ears pricked; ready to run.
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by SnowFiery » Sat Jul 28, 2012 2:31 pm
Aubrey
She heard paw steps and sniffed the air. Justin. She slowly crawled out, still hidden. She started running again, but this time, no quite as fast.
Who are you, really? You are not a name or a height, or a weight or a gender. You are not an age and you are not where you are from. You are your favorite books, and the songs stuck in your head
You are your thoughts
And what you eat for breakfast on Saturday mornings. You are a thousand things, but everyone chooses to see the million things that you are not. You are not where you are from, you are where you're going, and I'd like to go there, too.
Everyone who terrifies you is seventy-five percent water. And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes you cannot even breathe deeply, and the night sky is no home, and you have cried yourself to sleep enough times that you are down to your last two percent, but
Nothing is infinite, not even loss.
You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day you are going to find yourself again.
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by {Night_Jay} » Sat Jul 28, 2012 2:36 pm
((Does anybody have an open character? I'm not quite sure where to jump in.))
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by Mystic » Sat Jul 28, 2012 2:38 pm
☼ ≈ D o m i n i c ≈ ☼
Dominic's vibrant green eyes widened in shock as he was suddenly shoved forward, almost tripping and tumbling down a steep slope that led to the river. He had to catch himself for a moment and regain his balance before he could move, whipping around to see who had tackled him. Since Peyton was rubbing in some flowers, it obviously had to be Taylor, and soon, a cheeky grin lit up his muzzle. He wondered how the much smaller wolf had even budged him. It was obvious he was much larger. Actually, he was the largest wolf in the pack, being the eldest, so it was a little surprising.
Wasting no time, Dominic lunged at Taylor as she let out a calling howl, cutting it off as he playfully shoved her to the ground.
♥ ≈ P e y t o n ≈ ♥
Letting out a loud sneeze, Peyton rolled onto her stomach and shot her best friend a mock-glare, just as she was howling. Though, that glare was replaced with an amused smile as Dominic tackled Taylor, his obsidian black and snowy white form blurring in the air. It was surprising how fast he could be, with his size and all. But, well, you had to be fast to be a fighter, didn't you?
Lifting herself up off the flowers, Peyton trotted around the bundles of fur and limbs that was Taylor and Dominic , deciding to head for the river bed.
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by SnowFiery » Sat Jul 28, 2012 2:39 pm
I think kat does)
Who are you, really? You are not a name or a height, or a weight or a gender. You are not an age and you are not where you are from. You are your favorite books, and the songs stuck in your head
You are your thoughts
And what you eat for breakfast on Saturday mornings. You are a thousand things, but everyone chooses to see the million things that you are not. You are not where you are from, you are where you're going, and I'd like to go there, too.
Everyone who terrifies you is seventy-five percent water. And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes you cannot even breathe deeply, and the night sky is no home, and you have cried yourself to sleep enough times that you are down to your last two percent, but
Nothing is infinite, not even loss.
You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day you are going to find yourself again.
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by skye. » Sat Jul 28, 2012 2:45 pm
{*|C h a r l o t t e|*}
|Feeling: Wide awake|With:No one|Single|Wearing:
This
Charlotte mentally sighed. I'm not needed here, she thought and turned around, heading slowly back towards the house.
{*|J u s t i n|*}
|Feeling: Hungry|With:Everyone|Single|
Justin heard some bushes rustling and ran after Aubrey, managing to catch up to her. He then pounced on her. A bit of a smirk was visible on his grey face.
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by SnowFiery » Sat Jul 28, 2012 2:48 pm
Awww

poor Charlotte)
Aubrey
She felt something pounce on her and yellows. She looked up at Justin, smirking lightly. Her eyes shinning with happiness. She managed to wiggle free and stood up, yipping
Who are you, really? You are not a name or a height, or a weight or a gender. You are not an age and you are not where you are from. You are your favorite books, and the songs stuck in your head
You are your thoughts
And what you eat for breakfast on Saturday mornings. You are a thousand things, but everyone chooses to see the million things that you are not. You are not where you are from, you are where you're going, and I'd like to go there, too.
Everyone who terrifies you is seventy-five percent water. And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes you cannot even breathe deeply, and the night sky is no home, and you have cried yourself to sleep enough times that you are down to your last two percent, but
Nothing is infinite, not even loss.
You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day you are going to find yourself again.
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