(♠) it's all a game -- open and accepting

[EmilyB]

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role; dark witch | age; 18 | doing; thinking | feeling; frustration | tagged; ashy, basil and Elizabeth (all mentioned) | wearing; xxx | form; xxx |

Lucinda smirked as the stranger acknowledged her, and turned away. Moving back to wherever they belonged. Good riddance... the dark witch thought to herself. From her window, Luce saw the apprentice witch, Basil, sitting alone. Elizabeth, the youngest in the coven, and the lead witch to be, approached him. Lucinda rolled her eyes. She was glad most people left her alone, although she did feel lonely occasionally. Getting back to her drawing, her black curls slid gently from behind her shoulder to hanging loosely in front of it.

Unable to concentrate, Lucinda stood up suddenly - throwing the piece of paper violently into the bin. Chewing her bottom lip in frustration, she spun around dramatically. Running down the stairs, Lucinda flung the kitchen door open, and made a list of everything that they needed for the next few weeks. Once this was done, she shoved the scrappy piece of paper into her pocket, picked up her high heeled boots, and grabbed her black helmet from its place by the door. Shaking her hair out as she left the house, she put the helmet under her arm and strutted towards Basil and Elizabeth.
"Tell Kimberleigh, when you see her, that I've gone out for a while. I probably won't be back for a while," she smiled sarcastically. Turning on her heel, she made her way to the drive way. Standing before her 'broomstick', her Kawasaki H2 motorbike. Laughing to herself, Luce swung her leg over it, and started the engine. Speeding away, Luce closed her eyes.

About half an hour later, she rolled up in town. Parking the bike up, and not bothering to buy a ticket, Luce moved into the shopping district - passing a few apartments and pretty houses as she went. People looked at her strangely enough, a few boys wolf whistled. Most, however, moved out of her way. Although the townspeople knew about the manner house on the outskirts of town, most didn't know what inhabited them. Of course, they had their ideas; stories about ghosts and knights and witches and brooms. Lucinda could almost taste their fear, and she loved it. Concealing her eyes with sunglasses, Luce walked into the supermarket - grabbing stuff off of the shelves like a robot. Once she had paid, Luce strutted out of the supermarket, greeted once again by stares of wonder and fear. As she moved down the street, she could hear a group of boys laughing, and footsteps approaching her. One of the boys grabbed her shoulder, and whispered in her ear. Smirking, Lucinda moved away, turning her head over her shoulder and winking at him. A little shocked, the lad followed her - calling to his group of cronies. He followed Lucinda down an alley. Back in the day where Luce acted as bait for vampires, she would have been rewarded for this.
"I suggest, boy, that you leave" she spoke menacingly. But the brute wouldn't move - just laughed and swaggered up to her. Rolling her eyes, Lucinda rolled her fingers around - and blue sparks moved from her fingertips towards him. Through her sunglasses, her eyes glowed. Scared, the boy started backing up. The blue sparks attached themselves to his jacket, and he writhed in pain. Moving to him, Lucinda snickered, and whispered in his ear - something so menacing that he turned white as a sheet. Laughing, Lucinda moved down the alley towards another shopping street, relishing in the sound of heavy footsteps running away.

[bubble9001]

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you couldn't handle me even if i came with instructions

careful, i bite

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Wɪɴᴛᴇʀ Rᴀᴇs
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name; winter alexandria raes
nickname; snow, vampy
age; nineteen/two hundred and seven
species; vampire fighter
sexual orientation; bisexual
potential crushes; demetri, noah, elnyn
tagged; ash, noah
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I sensed Ash's presence as soon as she began to follow me. She was more of a child, but I looked after her. If she wanted to follow me then fine as long as she kept her distance. I didn't want her to frighten off my new 'friend' here. My eyes remained on the prize, an obviously attractive guy with dark, slightly curly hair that was almost black. I could tell he had practice on women with the way he smirked at the sight of me. Someone he could try to win over. However, something about him was off, but I didn't dwell too much on the thought.

The man rose from the ground as if I intimidated him just by standing. I'll have to admit once we both were somewhat eye-level(he was taller, but no matter), I noticed his gorgeous eyes. With those eyes he could definitely make the world move and the stars come crashing out of the sky. "Believe me the bears aren't going to bother me" No need to be subtle, humans are to naive to pick of the little clues. "You on the other hand..I'm sure a bear would just love to snack on you" Another smirk, this one devilish yet flirtatious. "I know I would" I was still unsure whether or not to feed on this stranger or not. He could be useful and a fun little toy for a while. My hunger was at a low right now so I didn't necessarily need to feed yet. Probably not for at least six to eight more hours since my last feed was last night sometime. It was final, I decided not to drain this guy dry of all his blood. He has humor, flirty humor at that and I like that.

Suddenly I heard a snap of a tree branch and immediately I regretted not getting rid of Ash when I first set out. "{censored} Ash.." I rolled my eyes hoping she wouldn't do anything stupid. "What are you even doing here?" I knew why she followed me(probably because she was bored or something), but it was a typical question. Suddenly Ash bolted into action without answering. Ash moved in fluid motions making her look majestic with every movement. However, it also made things impossible to explain. Especially when Ash leaped on my new 'friend's' head and into a tree. I couldn't actually deny knowing her now because I used her name. Great Ashy..Just great. How {censored} perfect. Once Ash disappeared I raced over to the human to try to fix what she screwed up. I guess I may have to kill him after all. "Are you okay?" I asked acting as if I was panicking like a normal person. I swear I'm going to kill Ash next time I see her. How can she be so reckless?

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forget the cup of tea, let me be your shot of whiskey

i'll howl to the moon

forget the cup of tea, let me be your shot of whiskey
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Aʀᴄʜᴇʀ Asᴘᴇɴ
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name; archer kaden aspen
nickname; arch, arrow
age; eighteen
species; werewolf omega
sexual orientation; heterosexual
potential crushes; nicoletta, bailey, kimberleigh, athena
tagged; open
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anyone open?

[DragonDream]

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Rubbing his forehead he continued to try and push his worries away, the full moon itself being the biggest in his mind. Thomas despised the full moon and the lack of control he had over himself. Still, he knew there wasn't much he could do about it. "Well whatever we do we should tread lightly. Even if this is nothing being as careful as we can wont hurt anything." he said pulling his hand away from his face. Inside of the house he could hear someone else waking up, yet he pushed that to the back of his mind still thinking of all the options they had. Demetri's voice brought him back from his thoughts. Rising from the couch Thomas peered outside. The look in the alpha's eyes only added to the sinking feeling forming in the pit of the fighters stomach. "I am ready when you are," he said, turning his head at the sound of another voice. He had been so immersed into the air of dread that he hadn't even realized that Blake had been inside the kitchen. Trying to hide the fact that he had been startled he smiled at the healer. "Morning," he said not really in one of his better moods. "We are going to take care of a little problem." he said looking to Demetri.

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[ black magic apprentice ★ nineteen ★ tagged : libby ]

libby's voice beckons him out of the ephemeral wonderland in his head. lucinda's voice forces him out. with absent dips of his head, he tucks luce's message into tiny pockets at the back of his head; where excess material was stored in cases of rare emergencies. he lifts his chin, cocks his head as she turns heel.

"seeeeya." his voice is a drawl, words drawn out in a slur tumbling from the back of his throat. with the witch gone and leaving a wake of indescribable aromas (the aftertaste of strong magic, perhaps), his attention turns unpromptly to libby, the youngest witch in the coven. impressively intelligent for her age, he'd admit, as for her magical potential, he hadn't yet seen the youngster in action. if she was anything like her mother though, well, he'll be damned.

"mornin' libby." with a hop and a gentle push from the wind, he finds himself on his feet. "i've been up for a while. don't tell me you just got outta bed libbs." ambling steps take him to closer proximity to said girl and he ruffles her hair with a lopsided grin, before tucking cold fingers into jean pockets. he rests his spine against the same tree, neck tipped in a signature cock of the head. basil was curious. basil was always curious but hell, curiosity killed the cat (and he was a cat in more ways than one).

he was curious as to what the young girl could do. if kimberleigh's genes had been inherited or whatnot, it would be a beautiful disaster. and basil could work with disasters, heck, he was a disaster himself.

"say libby, you done any training with your mum yet?"

[Elillium]

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Libby became still in Lucinda's presence. She was expecting a bit more, but when Lucinda simply told them to tell Kimberleigh she was going out, she relaxed. Libby nodded, she would tell her mother. Libby watched as Lucinda strolled away, eventually riding out of sight down the only path on her motorbike. Libby looked back at Basil with wide eyes when he spoke. She watched as he pushed himself up before answering. "I stayed up since past the time mum left last night. I just wasn't tired. I fell asleep when the sun started to rise." She answered with a faint smile, smoothing down her ruffled hair. She noticed him tuck his hands away in his pockets as if he was cold. Libby stood out in the chilly morning air in only a t-shirt, she was not cold. Though her pale arms showed signs of goose bumps she wasn't fazed.

Libby thought about Basil's other question. She guessed Kimberleigh hadn't talked about her training much. To Libby it almost seemed that Kimberleigh was trying to put it off, prolong her exposure to their magic. Libby had secretly experimented herself. Once she accidentally caught on of her shirts on the dry-line on fire. She buried it to keep it hidden, ashamed of what she had done. And another time she made a miniature tornado in the sand, but other than small experiments she hadn't accomplished very much. "Mum doesn't talk about it much, but I would like too. I've read that the longer you wait the harder it is to learn." She explained. When Libby wasn't experimenting, she was reading. Sometimes she would fill a bag with books from around the coven, books of all kinds, spell books, history, fiction and non-fiction. She would venture to her own place, away from the coven. She would sit for hours and just, read. "It would be nice to start and learn sooner rather than later." She said simply, kicking at the ground before looking up at him with a neutral gaze..

[Muke.]

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gender; male • age; nineteen • species; werewolf • rank; alpha • mood; worried • crush; none • tags; thomas, blake, open
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inhaling deeply, demetri managed to push somethings aside. perhaps thomas was right? even though it was a full moon tonight it didn't mean that things had to according to the dream, did they? shaking his head briefly the sound of thomas' voice snatched him into reality, smiling gently at his words of advice the alpha male nodded in agreement, perhaps things were being thought of constantly without even knowing it. "you're right, taking slow and easy steps are what we'll do," demetri answered with a sigh. turning towards the window the alpha male narrowed his eyebrows, even though he wasn't an aggressive one towards others demetri was sure protective over his pack and land, not even knowing the cause of the vampires being here made the male more suspicious. "good, i'm glad i can count on you," demetri said, his eyes igniting with curiosity. releasing a small sigh another voice popped up, jumping gently the alpha make turned to see it was blake, the healer of the pack. "morning blake, how are you?" demetri greeted, a small chuckle revealing itself. nodding at the fighters words demetri looked back to blake, tilting his head gently he wondered if they'd be needing the healer to come with them, after all someone could've been injured. "blake you should come with us, we might be needing you," the alpha remarked, his bluish green eyes scanning the room.

[ooc; sorry it's short, i have wb]

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gender; male • age; twenty • species; vampire • rank; fighter • mood; neutral • crush; none • tags; remi
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examining the wide spacious halls he huffed. being with other vampires was a bore for him at times, considering carlisle was the type of vampire who'd cause trouble or take what he wants without hesitation, although that all leads back to his past life with his family. snapping back into reality he looked at the girl before him, listening to her answer towards his question the fighter smiled politely at her, of course not many people would be the first to approach him considering carlisle was harsh man at heart but like any other, he too cared about others until he experienced the feeling of betrayal. "i'm glad to hear that, india," carlisle replied kindly. once the sound of voices laid to rest the fighter sighed, still having an appetite for fresh blood from an animal he waited patiently, normally carlisle wouldn't have cared about the girl and left before she could even speak but of course, his interests in conversations were always ignited some place else. when the lingering silence broke with her voice he nodded at her words, even though he only got to speak with her momentarily carlisle was more than happy to excuse her, after all being the healer's apprentice Will would've needed her more than he did. 'oh it's rather fine, i'm sure mentor is awaiting you," carlisle said politely. releasing a small sigh the fighter straightened his posture, his voice might have came off calm but carlisle was somewhat disappointed in their conversations, shrugging his shoulders the fighter chuckled at her words about wanting to know the story of his necklace, tilting his head at india he gave the girl a small smile before replying to her speech of wanting to talk later. "no, you don't sound rude at all, plus i am hungry so i wouldn't mind speaking later. and as for necklace, well it'd be my pleasure to tell you the story. however that is until next time," carlisle replied kindly as she walked away. going his own way the fighter huffed, he was surprised that something actually wanted to know the story of his tribal like necklace, although it was an interesting legend so carlisle didn't complain especially if it meant sharing something he'd always loved to tell. running his right hand through his hair briefly the fighter huffed, with his appetite growing stronger each minute he cursed to himself, pacing around the house like a helpless puppy carlisle soon felt his body bump into another, just as he was about to rage out the fighter saw that it was a keeper named remi. clearing his throat carlisle caught his balance once more, standing in a proper manner he knew it was on him to apologize, after all carlisle himself wasn't paying attention to where he was going but he knew that it was his fault. "i do apologize remi, i should've been watching where i was going," carlisle said politely.

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Blake Abernathy
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Blake had failed to notice the breath of concern and seriousness that loomed in the air. She elected to ignore it, smirking over her cup of joe, slowly taking another sip. It hadn't been her intentions to scare either one of her packmates, but her morning trudge to the kitchen had resulted in such. It certainly bemused her, the ability to sneak into a kitchen without disturbing anyone and give a fright to her friends. It was probably due to how on edge they all were, but she took the moment happily. Though, it quickly became obvious that her newly-found peppy mood was a bit inappropriate. While Demetri smiled, Thomas still radiated an aura of serious.

"I'm good, thank you. But sounds that by this 'problem', you guys aren't having as good of a morning," She replied with a light smile, trying to ease the worry in the air. Her efforts were most likely futile, but not misplaced. She wasn't too keen on the politics of the territory and such. For the most part, she was tuned out, only stepping in to deal with the casualties or when asked. At the alpha's invitation, she stared longingly at her coffee, still half-full. "Okay," she nodded, before taking another gulp of the hot liquid, "Let me just grab my stuff." It was implied that if she was going, that she probably would have her hands busy. By the graver tones of their voices, such fates were almost confirmed.

Abandoning her cup, she left the room, walking back down the hall to her bedroom. She slipped inside, grabbing the gray messenger bag that was resting beside her desk. She always kept a small bag ready, filled with basic stuff. With any luck, she wouldn't have to use any of it tonight. But that was a highly unlikely with the tensions that had been rising lately. Slinging the bag over her shoulder, she walked back out to where the others were. "Ready," she said, now reaffirmed in a more serious nature.

[DragonDream]

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Though Thomas thought it was a little risky to bring Blake along, he wasn't going to object to the help. Thomas figured if something serious happened she could hold her own in a fight, but if he or Demetri got hurt she wouldn't be too far off. He was almost relieved that the healer tried to cheer up the rather tense atmosphere. It made what was about to happen seem a little less threatening. Only a little. While she went to get her things Thomas grabbed his boots and slid them on returning just about the same time as Blake. He glanced at the healer, still a little worried about what would happen if she got hurt. Pushing that to the back of his mind he turned his attention back to the Alpha. "Ready?" he asked, his skin prickling with apprehension. If the situation came down to a fight, the fighter knew it would be a challenge to control his anger. Though he was getting better he and control were still a good ways away.

[sultana]

◆ nicoletta ◆

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ｔａｇ ; wes, xander
age ; 19
gender ; female.
crush ; -
rank ; beta female

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Nicoletta cast a farewell glance to the pack house before tearing her eyes away from it. She took to brushing her fingers against the rough bark again. It was slightly damp from the recent rain and the bark struggled to soak it all in. The werewolf absently picked at the growth on the bark, when a small animal crossed her vision. Her eyes focused in on the rodent, a squirrel. Her enhanced sense of smell could identify it immediately, which was something she still geeked out on sometimes. She went seventeen and a half years without powers, and now two years later, the little bonuses still make her elated. It took her months, but Nic finally got over the initial depression after becoming a werewolf. She hated shifting against her will, especially on full moons. Unfortunately for her, there was one tonight. Nicoletta tried her hardest to resist, but all that does is put an unbearable stress on her body. On more than one occasion, she had almost pushed herself to the limit and died. Your body could only take so much pain at one time before it gave out. The beta female kept trying, though. Being out of control is a terrifying feeling.

The she-wolf sighed unhappily as she watched the squirrel dart up the tree. Poor thing must have sensed her animal side and saw her as a predator. Thinking of the animal brought her back to her younger years, when she optimistically flew from home to attend college and study pre-veterinary science. It was all she ever wanted. Then one dumb decision screwed everything all up and she has to give up on her dreams for awhile. Nicoletta also had to give up on her family for the most part. She still called and visited on holidays, but never on a full moon for obvious reasons. They'd think she's crazy, or worse, a monster. It was hard knowing she'd have to conceal this part of her from them for the rest of their life. Her wolf side has become a large part of who she is, so she feels very disconnected from her family now, since they are unaware of this side of her.

Her mood began to spiral, so instead of standing in the forest staring solemnly at a squirrel Nicoletta kept walking. Her steps still barely omitted the slightest sound. The silence began to become deafening. The brunette circled around the corner and listened hard for any sort of sound in the forest. This was their territory, but you never know. A hunter, vamp, or even a witch could waltz right on in with little notice. The beta fae kept this in mind as she tracked down every lead in the forest until a particular scent wafted to her nostrils. It was sharp and undeniable - a vampire. Her lip curled as a soft growl fell from her lips. Nic did not see vampires as enemies, but when they come onto their territory without need, it sends her on edge.

Nicoletta crept quietly through the woods as she followed this scent. Mingled with it was another familiar scent, a werewolf, and one from her pack. The nineteen year old figured they could use some back up, just in case, so she continued to follow it until the stench became overpowering. Nic peered through the dense trees where she could just make out two bodies, both guys it appeared. Among them, a large doberman. A smile slipped onto her face at this, but she quickly masked it to appear more neutral. They could most likely sense her right now, so she went ahead and stepped through the leaves. Nicoletta was met by a stranger, the vampire, and the delta male, Wesley Dearborn.

Nic and Wesley had an odd relationship. They were "rivals", so to speak, but not necessarily in a negative way. The duo are driven by good-natured banter and bickering. Nicoletta was far to proud to admit it, but a part of her was attracted to him. Most likely due to that ridiculously chiseled jaw-line. She nodded briefly to Wes before turning to the vampire, a tall, pale man with a very serious face. "Anything wrong?" She asked in a slightly worried tone. She was not in the mood to kick some vampy a ss today.

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ｔａｇ ; winter
age ; 20
gender ; male.
crush ; -
rank ; vampire hunter

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Noah kept his eyes on the vampire, but tried to make it less obvious he was surveying her every move. Hopefully, she would pass it off as him checking her out or something of the like. His focus was so pulled onto the woman that he hardly registered the faint sounds to the right of the pair. Unbeknownst to him, this stranger had not traveled alone, whether it was to her own knowledge or not. It was odd for him to not notice such a thing. Typically when dealing with vampires, he is immune to their looks and other means that lure humans, but something about this one caught him in a way he had never dealt with previously. He found himself drowning in her large eyes. The color seemed to change the longer he stared at them, which made Noah spend more time trying to decipher it. A voice at the back of his head told him to snap out of this state, that she was a monster, the same that killed his parents, and he would be next.

The voice did no help, but her voice did. Noah quirked a brow at her suggestive statement, one that would have gone over the heads of an uninformed human. Of course bears wouldn't go after vampires. All animals seemed to sense something off about them and stay far away. Which is what he should be doing right now - booking the hell out of there. Noah smirked at her next remark, though a small wave of anxiety stirred in his gut. She didn't want to snack on him in the way most humans would suspect. She wanted to drain him and leave his body in the woods as if nothing had happened. The thought renewed his hatred of the species, which effectively snapped him out of his hazy stupor. Noah had to kill her or try his luck and run. And he was never a coward.

"I'm sure you wou-" The hunter started as he reached for his dagger, but was quickly stopped by a heavy weight tackling him to the ground. Whatever it was used his head as a lift off, which sent him falling to the forest floor. He grunted and quickly turned his head to see what had just done it. He could see a dark skinned girl with wild hair darting off into the distance, super humanly fast. The vampire acknowledged this girl, so he guessed they were clan mates. Noah quickly got to his feet and turned his dark eyes to the vampire. This tarnished any plans he had to do away with her. Quickly, a plan formed in his head. If he could act dumb for awhile, perhaps he could use this vampire for information. A way to get close to the clan and take them all out for good.

Noah brushed himself off and bit back the urge to react to his plan. It seemed genius, but the only drawback was if the vampire would not accept his advances. Judging by the fact she had not attacked yet, the hunter assumed the decision was finalized that he would live. For now, he had to get into character. "Jesus, is your friend an Olympic hurdler?" He rubbed his head, where her hands and feet had used it to pounce up into the tree. Bloody vamps. The girl went to his side, looking panicked. Noah held up his hands to calm her and nodded. "It's all good, don't worry." It was him time to worry. The hunter took a step back from her in case she was going to try something.

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ｔａｇ ; elnyn, india
age ; 19
gender ; male.
crush ; -
rank ; vampire healer

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Will kept his distance despite his ever growing curiosity, yet found the situation safe enough to slowly drop his hands to his sides. He kept his dark blue eyes trained on her ever move. Instead of seeing the intent of aggression, she seemed injured slightly. Immediately a frown slipped onto his face and he stepped forward as his head tilted. His reservation seemed to wipe away in a snap. Will was a true healer at heart, and could not resist the feeling to help. "You're hurt, I'm so sorry." The vampire said gently as he assessed her mannerisms. The werewolf looked like she was trying to mask any ailment she did have, but he was much too trained to not pick up on it. Nothing gave him more satisfaction than healing a wound or easing someone's pain. Will has always felt things very deeply, an empath. Whatever other's feel he absorbs like a sponge.

"I'm a healer in my clan, perhaps I could help." Will persuaded, stretching out a questioning hand. "You probably don't trust me...I understand, because of our differences. So I guess I should start off by saying my name's Will. Will Frey." He smiled at the girl, every bit of his kind heart beaming through. If she did reject his proposition, it would probably bother him for the rest of the day. He can't stand to see others in pain. Too soft-hearted, as his father would say. He drummed his fingers absently against his leg as he waited for a response. Luckily, the werewolf was not interested in a fight either. He let out a sigh of relief and relaxed a tad more. Silence grew between the two, so Will took to shifting his eyes from her to the forest. Not the greatest decision, as he could not fully tell her true intentions, but it did give him an insight into who was approaching.

His heightened vampire senses picked up loud crunching in the forest, not too far off, and accompanied by the familiar scent of one of his clan mates. His nose twitched to extrapolate who this was. Amidst the typical scent was hints of herbs, which immediately brought his apprentice to mind. India Harlow was a vamp, not too much younger than himself, bright, and observant. Will and India hit it off since the beginning, and he loves to teach and work with her. He could have ended up with a much less pleasant person, such as one of the rowdy newborns.

Will turned his head toward the directions the footsteps were coming in, and soon after India popped out of the foliage with a cautious question. "It's okay, she's harmless. Mostly." He told the werewolf before waving at his apprentice. "Hey, Indie. Everything's fine, just ran into her." Literally. Will watched as India stepped closer and identified the werewolf across from them as Elnyn, the lead hunter of the local pack.

It was nice to finally put a name to the face, as for the past ten minutes Will had just thought of her as 'werewolf' or 'girl'. It took care of the awkward introductions for her. "Is everything okay with you? Do you need me for anything?" Will asked, suddenly a bit anxious as he wondered if everything was okay. His eyes widened and his thick brows furrowed as he waited for her answer. The period of time post-stressful question always threw his PTSD for a loop. Will looked back to Elnyn, neutralizing his expression. "I can check up on any injuries if need be, remember that."

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ｔａｇ ; open
age ; 18
gender ; male.
crush ; -
rank ; witch hunter

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open for anyone

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[katsu,]

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looks eighteen years

co-leader of vampires

crush;; to be announced

tagged;; wes, nicoletta
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The co-leader of the vampires made sure that his tone wasn't too harsh nor too hostile. He didn't want to start a fight with the beast, not when there was honestly nothing to fight about. He was only curious about eh question he had asked, why was the werewolf all alone out here, especially one of such ranking. Yes Xander was aware of the ranking of the werewolves, as they were probably aware of the vampire's ranks as well. When you live around the pack for as long as the vampires have, you tend to pick up on simple things like the rank fairly quick. It seemed like it took forever for the wolf man to answer him, though in reality it only took a few seconds for him to get the words out. Xander furrowed his brow towards Wesley and said "No harm no foul, right? You have never hurt me, so in return i will not bring any harm to you." It was a fair trade, and Xander wasn't really in the mood to practice his combat skills.

The werewolf seemed to have noticed the doberman beside Xander fairly quickly, for his next words were about the dog. The vampire looked down at Shi who was calmly sitting there, no signs of aggression being present. Must be because the guy was a werewolf, half canine himself. Xander looked back towards the male and said "His name is Shi. A simple name with a powerful meaning." Shi meant death in Japanese, a language that Xander took a liking to back when he was still a child. This word was one of the only words he remembered when he got his canine pal, so therefore he named the doberman after something that Xander could relate to. Shi looked curiously at the male, almost as if he was wondering what he was. He sensed of human, but also of canine. However, there was nothing canine about his looks. He resembled an ordinary, every day human. The doberman returned tilt of the head to the werewolf.

It wasn't even a few minutes past that another voice, and smell, hit the air around them. Xander's attention was pulled to a girl, another werewolf at that. The beta female, another high rank in the packs. A soft sigh escaped his lips. He wasn't enjoying the company of two werewolves, not when he was the only vampire in the vicinity. If he played his cards right and didn't make the two angry, there was a large chance of him getting out without a scratch. He bowed his head politely to the newcomer and said "Nothing is wrong. We are just having a civil conversation, i promise." Xander was many things, but he was not stupid enough to cause any trouble with a werewolf, especially on their territory.