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<div class="bbCodeBlock-content">My hopes is for a Vampire Lord who might enjoy a little teasing and toying with their Animal to Call. Dominant male certainly. The idea behind it is the fact that being bound to a Vampire Lord would have its effects on animal shifters though its not always apparent to the outside world. Like the choices of whether the Lord feeds from the shifter bound to them, sleeps with them, or merely uses them as a tool that public knowledge sees them as. So yes this rp is in hopes of being more sexually based, with teasing and toying with the shifter.<br/>
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For most of my shifter types, I have fun making what I call the 'three form' idea. Which is generally, fully human, fully animal and a <i>half </i>animal. I don't ever go beyond ears and tail, sometimes claws depending on the animal. But it just makes for fun times if one's reaction to getting startled or some other reactions is the tail and ears popping up. It just has in the past added a level of frustration when he can't hide his reactions or brush them off as easily. <br/>
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</div><br/><div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 18px"><b><u>Becoming the Vampire's Pet</u></b></span><br/>​</div>This world is one that appears so very much as our own. Most humans pass through the world, completely oblivious to those that walked in the dark, usually unable to comprehend anything outside of their scope of the world. Now and then humans wander into the wrong place, and learn more about a world they once had no knowledge of. And depending on the darkling they ran into, might not survive their first view of the hidden world. Within this hidden and unknown world, Vampire's rule. Rather than a constant war and fighting between the species, especially the prevelant and wide spread shapeshifters, Vampire's across the world came to an agreement in order to instill peace. A shifter would be chosen to become Animal to Call to a Vampire Lord, which had it's privileges between often better living conditions, as well as protection for that shifters entire 'pack'. There were always Vampire's throughout the world, but there were the most powerful that kept them under control, known as the Vampire Lords. The Lords were the only ones who bound shifters to them. Through their influence it created an ever shifting protection through the animal shifter clans, and kept fighting to a minimum.<br/><br/>The larger the city, the more Vampire Lord's would be in charge. So in a place like New York, there were Lords for every borough, watching over and protecting their slice of the state, though invariably there would still be fighting. Clans did not always see eye to eye, and fights would break out, but the law of Animal to Call kept the worst of the fighting to a minimum. And stopped the need for a full scale decision to enslave all, or eradicate all species outside of their kind. Some places hosted far more species than others, and just the same there were clans that chose to live outside the cities, quiet places all their own where they could blend into the human world in peace. Few ever had a true understanding of the Animal to Call, as once one was bound to the Vampire, one did not easily leave the 'service'. To most outer appearances, the Animal to Call was a bodyguard to the Vampire Lord they were bound to, their clan linked to the Lord just the same. Anything outside the public eye was the decision of the Lord for what they wanted of their Animal to Call.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center">{{||}}{{||}}{{||}}​</div><br/>The faint clink of ice in the glass, almost unheard beneath the rumble of voices throughout the room. Fingers wrapped around the stick absently swirled the ice around the empty glass before him, debating strongly if he wanted another drink to make the night go just a little easier. The outcome would still stay the same, that if he were chosen, then he wouldn't be returning home, but owned by one of the elite of the city whether he wanted to or not. There was a slim hope for either a woman, or if it had to be a male, one who would have zero interest in their Animal to Call and would give him far more freedom. The summons had gone out to all animal shifter clans in the entire city that there was to be a new selection and every clan was to send one of their best and most presentable to this event. He had been forced to attend the last event, as his own pack of wolves were currently without the protection of a Vampire Lord, but as luck would have it, the pair that had attended that event had passed right over Wyatt. Much to his relief, and the irritation of his leader when he had returned home.<br/><br/>Supposedly per the summons, there were more Lord's attending this time, so the request for representatives from all clans had been far more firm. And already in the time he'd been perched on a stool at the bar that took up one wall of the fancy room, he'd spotted many familiar faces. There were some overlapping species if clans from different boroughs sent representatives. The air was thick with the winding emotions, between the rather sweet scent of anticipation, to the souring smell of nerves and possibly fear of the unknown. Sometimes a mix that could be a little nauseating when it clouded a room like this, putting the wolf further on edge where he was perched. And finally giving into temptation for another drink, nudging his empty glass forward, gaining the attention of one of the various bartenders behind the counter, before he turned to look around the room once more.<br/><br/>As always, these summons were hosted in one of the grandest hotels the city seemed to have, everything gleaming and bright, making many of the individuals in the room look far out of place and rugged, though most had attempted to clean up a little, maybe in some hopes that their appearance alone might be the reason they were chose. Though the Lord's reasoning behind their choices were always individual tastes so one never knew what to expect. There seated in one of the plush armchairs scattered along the wall, sat what was unmistakably a bear shifter, based on the man's larger size that took up the seat, though his bulk appeared to be quite a bit of muscle, his jaw set in a way that most in the room gave him a wide berth. Wise in the surroundings with so many other animals to not let ones guard down, though likely he would shed the tough guy appearances as soon as their gracious hosts arrived. Near the massive windows that took up another wall, offering a normally fantastic view of the city at night, were gathered a small group of animal shifters, the way they huddled together marking them as far more prey animals, ones that were far more in need of protection then most.<br/><br/>Normally Wyatt would have loved the widespread view of the city but there were various reasons that kept him rooted to the stool on the far edge of the bar. For one to not draw attention to himself, nor the chance to mingle with the various other 'guests' to the summons. And the fact that he was well aware they were many floors up in the massive building, and that heights and this wolf did not always mix well. Not a fun prospect to possibly show off to any rivals that might be in the room. Including he'd spotted one of the panther shifters Alec when he'd first arrived, and that bastard would like nothing more than to exploit just such a weakness after the last time they had, had a heated debate together that had drawn a little blood. For the sake of the event both of the male's had chosen opposite sides of the room, or at least for all appearances they had. Though here and there he could hear the irritating rumble of Alec's laughter at some joke of a pretty young female shifter that had settled at his arm to talk while they waited.<br/><br/>The clink of a glass alerted him to the return of his drink, and Wyatt turned away with a heavy sigh, flicking only the briefest glance at the massive mirror that took up the entire wall behind the bar space, making the room seem that much more massive. And not in the mood to see himself all prettied up under Martin's orders, the snug fit of the all black suit, even the shirt beneath a pure black. He'd refused to fully shave every hair from his face, the stubble a little rough across his jaw. The black hair had been trimmed, and swept back in some gelled glory, though a few strands had slipped free after a few agitated passes of an errant hand until the first shot of alcohol had sat warmly in his stomach. Picking up the glass for another such sip of more heated glory, pale eyes regarded his reflection, and that of the room beyond. And the click of the wide doors on the opposite side from the bar, that had remained closed since the last animal shifter had arrived. A hush swept through the room, the anticipation growing as both doors were thrown wide, to admit the hosts for this entire night of hell. The Vampire Lords had finally arrived.<br/><br/><div class="bbCodeSpoiler">
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Name: Wyatt Hale<br/>
Age: 26<br/>
Gender: Male<br/>
Sexuality: Straight(at least it's what he's always believed, having not really interacted with others that way).<br/>
Height: 5'9" <br/>
Species: Wolf Shifter<br/>
Appearance: <br/>
-Human: Short black hair, often a little scruff of hair above his lip and along his jaw. Pale silver eyes that many seem to find mesmerizing. <br/>
-Wolf: Pure black coat, larger than normal wolves given the shift from human to wolf, eyes becoming more yellow/gold then the silver.<br/>
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Weakness: Heights and his ears/tail being touched as it can cause him to melt. <br/>
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History: Wolf shifter that has lived in New York much of his life. He joined his pack, and rather than working a regular day to day job, especially as they live in one of the worse areas of the city, he mainly does tasks for the pack in return for pay. It is not the most ideal situation but it had worked well for much of his life, even if there's been questions of what else he could do, where he could go in life.</div>
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