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(It wasn't a very hard shake, it was more like, just doing it so he could do something with his hands, it wasn't the type of Shake that caused soda explosions... I should've specified that... My bad!)

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Species: Human /\ Rank: Hunter /\ Gender: Male /\ Tagged: Acacia

Acacia was quick to reply to him. If she was supposed to be in class, she obviously wasn't. She wanted to meet him at the south corner of the forest. Blake wasn't far from there. It was the part of the forest he typically started his hunts anyway. Walking to the forest took a few minutes, and when he got there, he unpacked his compound bow and loaded an arrow. Acacia shouldn't be too far from where he was, but who knew what would happen before he located her. Always better to be safe than sorry. As he took his first few steps into the forest, he was on high alert. There really weren't supposed to be werewolves out right now, but that was just what they wanted you to think. They could be hiding behind any bush or tree, just waiting to attack. Luckily, the only thing he managed to find was Acacia. He smiled as he walked over to her. "Been out here long? Not sure if we'll find anything, but who know, maybe we'll get lucky." he said quietly.

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Bryn Kinsely-Female-21-pack house-open
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Bryn was in Macks' room when she heard the door downstairs open then close. Paying it no mind, she Co tinted to clean up the close in the room. "Boys." The omega muttered under her breath as she dropped his clothes into the hamper. Hearing someone one thw staies, she became more aware of her surrounds, noticing immediately when Macks walked to the door and paused in surprise. She looked at the younger omega, he was an older member of the pack, not that you would know from the boys stature. "Well no one else was going to do it." Her voice wasn't harsh, ut was just factual. She clean up after everyone. Looking at Macks she tilted her head. The man had managed to avoid her very well, not many could say that. It was her job to fuss over everyone. "How are you macks?"


Cole Tucker Reed-Male-Hunter-school- Avery, Chloe
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Reed resisted the uge to smirk Chloe. It was his go to response face. When Avery called him Cole, he deliberately rolled his eyes at her. He stopped using his first name after his parents were killed, it made people feel closer to him, and that was not what he wanted, "To clarify because Avery never gets it right. I am Reed." He stretched a little in his chair, adjusting to a comfortable position. The hunter struggled to sit still, it made him antsy, and vulnerable. If he sat still for too long it normally meant danger, or he was contemplating reaching into his backpack pulling out his miniature collapsible crossbow from the secret pocket.
His attention was once again pulled to Avery replied to his confirmation. The smile she had on her face was not her normal smile and that had Reed logging it away from later. Good to have data on your friends and your enemies. A playful smile found its way to his face when she called him by the proper name,"There. I knew you could do it. And no, I haven't seen Noctalise this morning, but she will be fine." Reed gave Avery a knowing look, Noctalise would be fine. Turning his attention to the female sporting the shock of fiery red hair, her movement had caught his attention. Ahh to be thay trusting of people. The fool. Oh well, she might as well enjoy her innocence before it was crushed by the cold truth of life. The blond was about to speak to Avery when the teacher called his name on the roll call, his full name mind you. That drove him crazy. Reed"s clenched fist rested on his knee as he replied to the teacher, "Just Reed will do."

Aslinn Kit-Female-Were-School- Open
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Schedule in hand the senior took off down the halls at a high speed walk. Aslinn hated tardiness, it was ingrained into her as a pup that an alpha leads by example, so in return that means a future alpha leads by example. She had every attention to rising to power someday, hopefully back in her own pack back home. There was no need to get out of practice of being responsible though.

The fiery redhead seated herself in the middle row of the last classroom in the language hallway. It was beyond her why they would force an already bilingual person to take another language they did not want. Spanish was the only class she struggled in because her natural Gaelic sound were as far from Spanish as she thought possible, which led to a great deal of pronunciation issues. Aslinn's comprehension and reading were nearly perfect for the level she was learning, but her speaking was a mess.

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macks - male - 19 - tagged; bryn - feeling; nervous, tired

The male raised his right hand, gripping his own bicep with it and rubbing, a nervous habit. He cast his gaze to the floor, identifying what the she-wolf had taken to clean for him. She was right, though. He certainly wouldn't be doing his own laundry within the week - he was the 'wear all my clothes until i have to sit in my boxers for a day because i have none' type, and he wasn't very good at looking after himself to begin with, let alone his clothes and the rest of his possessions. "I'm..." He swallowed as he tried to speak, mouth remaining open for a few moments. Bryn had barely had any social interaction with the omega, but all the wolves knew he struggled, big time. "A lot happened today." He stepped into his room, taking a seat on the end of his bed with his elbows on his knees, hands covering his face as he hunched over. He was stressed, tired and, despite being surrounded by family, beyond lonely. "We're never going to be safe from hunters, are we?" He asked, staring through the gaps in his fingers at the floor. "I wish werewolves didn't exist, we'd be much safer if we were all human." He was bordering a breakdown, and he wouldn't have one in front of Bryn, if it happened he would hop out of his bedroom window and let loose his mind, and his wolf, on the woodland surrounding them.

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Bryn Kinsely-Female-21-pack house-open
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Bryn knew immediately something was off with her fellow omega. This omega was an omega for reasons outside his birth though, he truly was an omega. She had heard through the grapevine that he had issues. Macjs was know for his social awkwardness and emotional responses through his wolf. The woman waited until he had said his piece before walking over and plopping down beside him. "I doubt it. Unless we kill them all. And you have to admit life would be easier but we wouldn't be who we are either. Why darlin? What happened?" Bryn tool a moment to tie back her sky blue hair that matched her sky blue eyes before placing a hand on his back and soothingly moving it up and down. She hopex to calm him because the scent of his emotions was getting rather strong.

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Kenna sat back with a low huff, dragging her palms over her tired eyes before glancing over at her alarm clock. Despite the fact that today was a school day it was her day off and so she was still in the pack house, lounging in her bed. She remained there for a few more moments before finally getting to her feet with a low groan. Stretching her arms over her head, the she-wolf made her way out of her room and towards the kitchen to grab something to eat.

It didn't take long for her to make herself a sandwich and soothe the ache in her stomach. At least the ache for food. Munching happily on her breakfast, Kenna leaned her hip against the counter and stared out of the window at the nearby forest. She could feel her wolf come near the surface at the thought of going for a run, an urge she intended to sate. Quickly finishing the last few bites of her sandwich, the young woman headed out of the door calling over her shoulder as she went, "Going for a run! Be back soon!"

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macks - male - 19 - tagged; bryn - feeling; nervous, tired

A thousand scenario's flickered through the mind of the werewolf, his gaze growing in intensity. He wasn't all there, you could tell by the way his pupils dilated and re-dilated and focused on absolutely nothing, but he was obviously seeing something. "Human scared me." His hands shifted up to his hair and he had a tight grip on it, releasing and then tightening, comforting himself in the only healthy way he knew how. "He spoke to me like he knew, Bryn. He couldn't have, there was no way, but he was..." His breathing was ragged, shallow. He was panicking, and the hand on his back had him tensing. Eventually he would relax, it simply took him a little while to get used to physical contact. It wasn't often he allowed it, but she had caught him at a weak moment, and Macks had very little energy as it was, definitely not enough to warn her off. "I'm so scared all the time. I didn't talk to anybody at school, so I quit. All the grades are there - I hacked their computers. It wasn't even difficult." He was rambling, a sure sign of being uncomfortable. "Are you staying home today?" The wolf asked, apparently getting his hopes up. There were rare days like these where Macks would attach himself to someone, anyone who offered, really, and sought either emotional or physical affection from them when he felt rough. If she allowed it, Bryn would be his go-to today, though it was likely he would remain up in his room and simply call her up if he felt like he needed someone with him, or perhaps even a cuddle. There was nothing flirty nor romantic about it, he was just lonely and too tired to express it to the entire pack upon them returning home.

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Bryn Kinsely-Female-21-pack house-open
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Bryn felt him tense and began watching his body language carefully. When he reached up and pulled his own hair, she reached a gentle hand up and softly ran her fingers across his knuckles to get him to release. "There is no way he could have known. Just take deep breaths with me know. In and out. They would dare come here. You are safe." When he finally released his grip on his hair, the dainty hand reset his fists in his lap, reaching back up to soothingly run her fingers through his hair and massage his scalp. She hand one hand in his hair, the other holding one of his hands, "I will be here all day. I've got the day off." She kept a firm, but gentle trio, soothing and reassuring. "Now, you take some deep breaths with me and calm down. You know the alpha doesn't like us wolfing out inside." Bryn had just enough dominance in her to make him compelled to listen,but nothing more.

[mr.robot]

macks - male - 19 - tagged; bryn - feeling; nervous, tired

There was a hand in his hair and it wasn't his own. The initial touch had him clenching his fists that little bit tighter, but once relaxed, his hands were placed back in his lap and he held on to Bryn with an iron grip - he was desperate, reaching out and possibly accepting that he needed help in this moment. Having her there was unbelievably helpful, she was his anchor in the situation and she wasn't going to leave him. The subtle command had his thoughts slowing. "You hear her? You can't do that in here. Back down." The wolf in his chest, mind and soul tilted his head, teeth bared, tail bristled. "Back down." He repeated, not at all aware that he was speaking aloud. The wolf bowed his head and disappeared into the depths of his mind, tail tucked between his legs. "I need... I need you to stay, just for a little bit." As he spoke, he was stripping off his hoodie and his jeans, revealing baggy boxers and a slim fitting shirt. It wasn't a common choice of shirt for him, he preferred baggy things to hide in, but his lack of clean clothes had pushed him this far already. He climbed into his bed, movements shaky and unstable, as if moving too quickly would cause an explosion of the wolf-kind. Once settled, he held out his arms, inviting Bryn. Hugs came far and few between from this wolf, but he was offering one to her, if only to make himself feel better. "I'm sorry. I don't mean to keep you from doing things around the house. I just hate this. I hate my brain, I hate being a wolf, I hate the humans. I could be killed by a hunter tomorrow, so could you, so could Blake, so could anybody else. They don't have to worry about that." In the brief lack of physical contact, he was working himself up again.

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Bryn Kinsely-Female-21-pack house-open
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Bryn let him grab tight to her dainty hands. She might be small and dainty, but the female was not fragile in the slightest. She could take his tight grip. The omega watched him as he spoke aloud. To anyone but a werewolf, this would be beyond strange, to a wolf it was just a little past the barrier of odd. After a first shift it was not uncommon for a young one to control there wolf in such ways. "If course I will stay." His demand was an easy one to meet. She was nearly done with the house work anyway and she really had no desire to complete it. Plus her instinuts as a person and wolf were to help him. When Macks suddenly got up and started undressing she looked a little alarmed, but it faded fast as he crawled into bed and opened up his arms to her. Bryn,glad she already had tied back her sky blue lock, crawled up and wrapped him in a tight hug, holding him close where he close hear her steady heart beat. "Hush now. It isn't worth worrying over something you cannot change." She closed her sky blue eyes and prepared to ride out the storm with him