The little lady was quite startled by the sensation going on with her ear as she was woken up. After traveling alone for so long she was not so used to that anymore. She missed it. But that's not how she felt as her blue eyes popped up wide and a soundless "o" shape of her pastel pink lips and she bolted straight up, nearly hitting Ferrys with her head. She looked around for a moment, startled. Then, noting Ferrys crossed the line she put her finger out and pointed it at him, shaking it as if lightly scolding him.


Katie~Star~21 wrote:Katie slept rather soundly, which was a bit surprising considering the fact that she still hurt quite a bit from her injuries that she had gotten thanks to the storm. Laying in her bed, the brunette's hair was a bit of a mess and her body was sprawled out across the entire bed, taking up each and every little inch of space. Soft snores came from her, indicating that she was in a deep state of sleep. However, she was brought out of that heavy sleep when she heard Ashton's howl, though she was very reluctant to get up. "Five... more... minutes," she groaned under her breath to herself, shifting positions slightly. After a few more minutes, she acknowledged the voice of Jay. Letting out a heavy sigh, she peeled open her sapphire blue eyes, pushing herself into a sitting position and rubbing her eyes, yawning. "Just... a second..." she said through her yawn, stretching. Standing up, she winced a bit from the distant throbbing pain in her chest. Walking over to Jay, the brunette managed a tired half-smile and gently pulled the covers off of him. "Did you sleep well?" she asked, gently and gradually pulling him into a sitting position. Ashton's howl had officially been pushed to the back of her mind, as her top priority was Jay.
In the far, far distance during the somewhat early hours of the morning - or, what she considered early - Abigail heard the very faint sound of a wolf howling. Groaning quietly, she put a pillow over her face and tried to block out any and all noise, as well as light. Last night, she didn't get an ounce of sleep, since every time she drifted off to sleep she would have violent, disturbing nightmares and would wake up minutes later in a cold sweat, on the verge of having an emotional breakdown. It was always about the same thing - her past. And she hated it. Needless to say, she was beyond exhausted, but had been afraid to go back to sleep hours ago. So she had been awake for at least half of the night. How nice. Finally, she forced herself to get up, since she knew it was useless to try to lay there in bed, trying to block out the world. Throwing her pillow down onto the floor and whipping the blankets off of her, the shy blonde girl sat up in bed, looking around with her forest green eyes which were somewhat bloodshot. "God... I hate never being able to sleep," she whispered under her breath, rubbing her eyes and her cheeks, realizing that there were dried tears staining her cheeks. She must have cried without remembering it. Letting out a heavy sigh, she cast her gaze downwards, feeling rather pathetic.
--Abigail is open--
Emma had woken up right at the crack of dawn, since her body had its own built in alarm clock and she always woke up right when the first rays of morning sunlight began to stream in through the windows. She was already sitting around, tuning her violin to play it during the early hours of the morning. Right now she was alone, and from what she knew, nobody had come into her cabin during the night, so there was no harm in making noise right now. Once her violin was tuned, she paused, thinking she heard the very faint noise of a wolf howling in the far distance. Raising an eyebrow slightly, she sat there for a few moments before merely shrugging it off. Finishing with tuning her violin, she started to play a song, sighing quietly as she did so. During the time frame she had been awake, she hadn't bothered to brush her hair or get dressed. So, she was just kind of sitting on her bed, her raven black hair quite a mess and wearing her pajamas. It wasn't like she cared, though. And if someone came into her cabin, then... whatever.
--Emma is open--
Despite the fact that her newfound friend was already awake at the crack of dawn, Charlotte was still laying in bed, completely motionless as she slept. She was one of those people that could sleep through almost anything (depending on what it was) and slept in until the late hours of the morning as long as she had the option. However, this morning, luck was not on her side. She had stayed up really late from being restless, and when she finally did fall asleep, it was at least two or three in the morning. At the sound of Zoey's voice, she slowly started coming out of her deep sleep and groaned quietly, shaking her head. "No, Zoey... I'm exhausted," she murmured quietly, pulling the covers over her head and cocooning herself in them. A few moments later, she heard the other human girl call for her and say that there was some moody, sad-looking chick on the steps of their cabin. Letting out a sigh, she reluctantly peeled open her bloodshot hazel eyes, throwing the covers off of her body. Standing up and stretching, she looked around before walking over to the door, still in her pajamas and making it obvious how tired she was. "Wha...?" she said, yawning at the end. If it wasn't for the fact that she wasn't so tired, she may have been in a better mood, but you know what lack of sleep does to you - it puts you in a really pissy mood. "Oh, uh... yeah. My name's Charlotte," she said tiredly once she stepped outside onto the steps and looked at the other girl. Blinking, she glanced at Zoey. God, I wish I had that much energy right now, she thought.
Ice
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18
female
werewolf in hiding
tagged;; cade, open
Matthew
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18
male
werewolf | hunter
tagged;; katie, jay

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