↳☼ a fox's cove

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fawn monroe
sailor summit
lilac archer
flynn baker
river clearwater
nicolas hemmings
alfie carr
trevor wells
mason granger
charlotte pan
july louis
jinx mortifer
nyte clarke

dewpaw
cloudfall

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"who said i was different, just because i can be a wolf.."

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"Hi there.. my name is Fawn Monroe. I'm seventeen, turning eighteen December first, and a hunter for our.. group. Of werewolves, yes. B-but.. I wont hurt you, i'm not a killer. Nor a fighter or anything. I'd rather be a hunter, because yes, I may sometimes be killing vulnerable animals but none of my own kind, unless for my self defense. Or I do it in my wolf form.. which I cant really control. As a wolf I have creamy white fur, not bright white, but creamy, and icy blue eyes. But when I am human, my eyes are also icy blue but my hair is a warm blonde, with some freckles on my face. My hair goes down my back, near the bottom, but I usually tie it up into a braid. And, if you couldn't already tell, i;m a bit shy.. but also caring, kind, generous and helpful. Annnnd.. a blusher. I hate that. And I am also quite sensitive and flinch at times. At least i'm not rude or mean or anything, I guess, though. Alright, I should probably talk about my history now."

"I was born here, in Maybury, without a mother or father. Well, I had a mother and father, but my mother put me up for adoption with just the name of Fawn. Don't ask me why she chose that name, because I never even knew her.. or my father. Anyways. I was adopted quickly by a snobby rich lady with a rude, posh husband; Mrs. and Mr. Clements. Once I was old enough to walk, even, I ran away and was taken in by the sympathetic Mr. Monroe. You see, he was sympathetic for me because his wife and daughter who was about my age; three, passed away suddenly, both from a heart attack. Soon I was fully adopted by him and given the last name Monroe. What we didn't figure out for some time, though, was that I was actually a werewolf. Luckily Mr. Monroe, well, Stephen, was not afraid of me for long before he helped me nurture my shifting abilities and help me to control it. He was very kind and didn't send me away in fear. I was very thankful, indeed, for that. My mother must have also been a werewolf, for eventually the news was 'a werewolf who looked of the child in our town named Fawn was killed by a hunting party successfully'. I knew that was my mother right away, since I looked like her and she was a werewolf as well. That was when my father decided I should go. Go somewhere safer, where I could roam as a wolf if I wanted to, in peace. Not hidden away and ashamed of what I was. So when I was fifteen, I left my father to roam with the pack. I still secretly visit Mr. Monroe, because I do indeed care for him. I don't go too often, but I think the pack must know, because sometimes they accuse me of sneaking off to 'a random townsfolk house'. But they must not care a lot, because they let me go. I'm thankful of that. And although I doubt my life sometimes, I am thankful I still have one, although I have problems and frights. Never be afraid of who you are, or you'll never really be yourself."

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name ¤ sailor summit
nicknames ¤ boat, sail, cruise
age ¤ eighteen
birthday ¤ march twelve
main traits ¤ sweet, innocent, clever, trustworthy
other traits ¤ upset easily, loving, kind, soft-spoken, shy, pure
hair ¤ long, light brown
eyes ¤ pale green with flecks of honey (wolf eyes are honey)
nationality ¤ english-canadian
relationship status ¤ single, no crush
wolf ¤ light brown fur, honey eyes
history ¤ sailor was given her name on march twelfth because she was born on a boat to maybury. her parents originally lived in alberta, canada, but they had to move.. on a cruise ship. and unluckily her mother was pregnant and needed to have her baby. and luckily there was a mini hospital on the ship. and she was actually born on a night with only the slightest sliver of moon in the sky, and though most powerful werewolves are born at a full moon, she became a very great wolf with the tiniest ting of the moon. both of her parents were werewolves, making her a 'pureblood' as some would say. they taught her everything, although one day her parents were chased out of town when their blood samples proved wolf in them. hers wasn't proved yet, for she was so young at only two, and her parents took her with them. sailor then was raised in a forest, where she could roam mostly free as a wolf. but hunters found her and her family once again when she was twelve, ten years later, and she had to flee with no hope of seeing her welcoming parents again. she found shelter back in maybury at a cozy library with a very smart and almost mind-reading librarian; mrs. lard. she knew that sailor was a werewolf, but didn't tell anyone, being the most trustworthy person she will ever meet. she found comfort from the billions of books that sat waiting upon the shelves in the library, and she grew very, very fond of reading. and thankfully, mrs. lard let her stay in the back room that turned into a small bedroom for herself. she became very knowing and clever, reading fiction and non-fiction, though her favorite was fantasy-romance for fiction and sea-creatures for non-fiction. but she has begun to tire of that after staying for so long, now being newly eighteen, and wants to be a werewolf again.. will she get her wish?

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name → lilac archer
nicknames → lila, lil, arrow
age → eighteen
birthday → september first
main traits → adventurous and athletic, loves to wander
other traits → determined, competitive, caring, clever
hair → long, glossy brown
eyes → amber, almost like red
sexuality → straight
relationship status → single, no crush (may change ♥)
summary of history → lilac grew up around kittens and cats. her parents really loved cats, and both worked at a pet-shop that mostly took care of felines. she had many pet cats, and still has her oldest cat who recently had a litter of four kittens named grain. she got good grades, was healthy and fit, and was happy with life. she was actually especially fit. she did many many sports and became very athletic, loving to travel to tournaments and really, just travel and wander anywhere. and coincidentally, she loved archery as well. lilac is the middle to her older brother drake (twenty) and little brother kyle (ten), she had most freedom and less watching-over by her family, which encouraged her to keep her wanderlust and sense of adventure, fueling her inner athlete and cat-love.
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name: flynn baker
nicknames: fly, flynnie
age: eighteen
birthday: february sixteen
gender: male
main traits: charming, trustworthy, adventurous
other (good) traits: sweet, loving, funny, sarcastic, protective
other (bad) traits: mischievous, teaser, troublesome
appearance: 6"1, 153 lbs, strongly built, hazel eyes, brown eyes, tan-ish skin
family: mother (sue), father (samuel), older brothers (tom & patrick)
summary of history: flynn was born in the small colorado town he still lives in today, growing up in a normal-like family with twin older brothers tom & patrick. he was always dragged into silly mischief and blamed for it, when all he was really doing was tagging along, though he did become mischievous and troublesome as he grew, just like his brothers and father. he loved to explore and adventure, and had a subtle talent for charming, but still, probably the most trustworthy person ever to protect you and make you laugh.

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"drip, drop, pitter, patter.. that one odd lump mixed in the batter.."

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"Hey.. i'm River Clearwater. Quite fitting name for me, I guess, since I can control water.. although everyone in my large family has an interesting name. I'll get on to that later, though. I'm seventeen, not too close to eighteen, for my birthday is September sixteenth. One of the things about my powers that everyone is shocked by, or would be if I told them, is that I can never drown. Not even if I try. And I can hold my breath for a long time underwater, though I cannot breathe underwater. I can see clearly without goggles or anything underwater, though. Oh, and by the way; I don't smoke and that is not a cigarette in the picture. It's a chocolate Pocky stick. Those things are freaking delicious. Okaaaay, onto appearance. I have chocolate brown hair that is very long, down to my butt, which is usually tied up. I also have a blue streak, starting at the roots and going down to the very bottom of my hair near my butt. Yup. It's a small streak though, not just a strand of hair, but a small section. My eyes are an interesting bright teal color, with flecks of lighter blues in there. I'm pretty much the oddball of the family, with powers and just.. being weird. I'm also creative and caring once you get past my touchy, sensitive exterior. You just have to dig into my soft spot, and then i'll be nice. I love to crack jokes, one of my bad traits being a bit too sarcastic and witty at times, although i'm not very rude. A trait that I hate.. a lot.. is that I blush reaaaaaally easily. Ready for history? Once you are, so am I."

"I've always been the oddball of the family, having a large one with four siblings, two being female, two being male. Tulip and Sunny are the other girls, Strike and Breeze being the boys. My mother is named Harviet, not sure why, and nicknamed Harvest, with our father being named a normal name; Nicolas. I was odd just because.. I was different. No one else was funny like me, and no one else could dance.. oh yeah. Forgot to tell you i'm a really great dancer, at least pretty good at all dances. And most of all I was the only one with powers. I figured them out, luckily alone, when I was just learning to walk around. My mother had gone inside to get me a towel, because we were playing outside with water in the summertime. I noticed something special when the neighbor I didn't like peeked over the fence and threw something at me. After that I felt like shooting water in their face, and put my hand up to pretend, but actual water spurted out and splashed them, soaking thoroughly. I nourished and nurtured my powers privately as I grew, not wanting to be sent away or thought as 'different'. I was always careful during something involving water, and I managed to control them pretty well. But just a week ago, when I was really really angry at my mother, I made a waterfall above her head and it soaked her to the bone. She must have called something, because I have a bad feeling i'll be going somewhere I really don't want.. but let's just wait and see."

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"laughter is the key to happiness, and happiness is all you need."

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"Why, ello there. I'm Nicolas Hemmings, but you can call me Nic or Nick, Nico or even Nemo. I'm eighteen, born January fourth. You think i'm old and wise and boring, eh? Nope. Not at all. I consider myself a clown. I live to laugh and smile, and to make others happy. I'm very reassuring, gentle and caring, although I can sometimes be arrogant or get angry.. really angry. But for the most part i'm happy, funny and cheerful. I'm from Ireland, so yes, that's where my accent comes from. Okayy, onto my looks. Do these jeans make my butt look big?! Just kidding! I've got wavy-ish blonde hair that is quite blonde indeed, and natural, I might add. My eyes are a bright, sea blue with a fleck of gold in each eye. Interesting, ain't it? Well i;ve got something even more interesting, lad. History. Not history class. My history. Sorry Shakespeare!"

"As I told you before, I am from Ireland. I was born after my older sister Katelyn, who is two years older than me, being twenty as of now. I was actually adopted, though. I was born in Ireland but the mother gave me to a rich woman who shipped me off to an orphanage, and was soon adopted by the Hemmings family. It was a very dull and boring family. No smiles. No laughter. No happiness. Just work and unhappiness, bills and payments. The curtains always covered the sunshine, and the house inside was gray and gloomy. My sister hardly knew the word 'Happy'. But I learned it and taught her, attempting to show my parents too but they refused, saying they were 'too busy with work'. Every day after that, me and my sister would play together, especially outside. That was our favorite place to go, where there were no cares or whats or fears. We even found a stray puppy who was very golden, with icy blue eyes, who we named Tweet because he loved to chase birds. Ah yes, the birds. I loved them. They taught me how to sing.. sort of. I was inspired by their beautiful harmonies and songs, so I decided to sing myself, and I actually became quite good, along with the guitar which I love to play. Although my parents don't approve of it. I told them I wanted to be a singer or guitarist, something cool that involves my talents when I grow up. But they discourage that greatly, trying to force me into becoming a lawyer or doctor, like they are. Anyways.. that leads up to now. They probably approved that trip just to get rid of me, and.. I really don't know what is going to happen. I haven't any crush and i'm single, for now. Not that i'm expecting a girlfriend. Oh well. Good day, sir or madam, and I hope you are feeling happy."

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name: alfie carr
nicknames: alf, car, al, 'witch' (inside joke)
gender: male
age: twenty
main trait: silly
other traits: sarcastic, funny, crazy, stubborn, loud, messy
orientation: straight
nationality: england/britain
phobias: thanatosphobia (fear of death)
crush/love/spouse: little crush on aspen
couple: 'the crazy two' male

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alfie from birth was the crazy, happy, silly one. he laughed all the time, cracked jokes, played pranks, yelled, got messy.. all of that and more. nothing of his stayed clean forever, and nothing had stayed neat and tidy forever, which drove his neat-freak mother insane. he has an older brother named jonathan who is twenty-two at the moment, being the best brother he could ever ask for. being his brother, of course, he was the target of many pranks. alfie was born on a quite fitting day for his personality; april first, or april fools day. he works at marble slab creamery, or, an ice cream shop if you don't know what that is, and likes it.. but definitely not as much as he likes ice cream itself. his hair is dark-chocolate brown and he has dusty blue eyes with hints of brown. his skin is quite pale, but not like snow white, and in fact does like disney movies. (including snow white) he likes to be crafty as well, and is quite good at cooking. he hasn't had many past relationships being just two break-ups, and hasn't been in a relationship since he was seventeen. but all in all, alfie is a fun-loving prankster with a happy family and good life. oh, and one more thing; he does like to sing. at the party where he met aspen, he was a volunteer to sing when the normal lead singer was caught with a cold. he never really thought he was amazing, but he thinks he is good.
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here i shall put the random names i'd like to use for charries. c;

eureka, orchard, marcus, orchid, adam, luke, lucas, zachary/zack, lillian/lilliane/lilliana, echo, ember, nova, lorelle, onyx, phoenix, horizon, astrid

edison, einstein, ross, thomas, ford, simon, virgo, azul, hunter, parker, faye, king