<div class="floatright">(https://68.media.tumblr.com/3a25373ce394eb16f11973b3ac6380de/tumblr_owp9v5GV7b1udff4qo1_400.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: script;"><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;"><strong>Name:</strong> Gwendolyn "Gwen" Fylan<br/><strong>Location:</strong> The Challenge Circle<br/><strong>Date|Time:</strong> Friday, September 22nd, 2017 | <br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Alex, Maria, Thomas</span><br/></span><div align="center">Outfit (https://www.polyvore.com/gwen/set?id=228493790)</div><hr/><br/>Gwen watched Maria and Alex joke back and fourth, a small smile on her lips. Luckily it was a Friday, so she didn't have to worry about classes the next day. Meaning she had every intention to enjoy the party that would soon follow the Alex winning the brawl. Scanning the crowd, that wasn't all that big, she noticed more than half the pack was missing. Which was somewhat noticeable as the pack was on the smaller side. However, she understood why. A lot of her own students didn't really plan on coming to the fight itself. Just the after party, if they didn't have a party of their own. That was one of the few good things about living where and how they did. Anyone who lived in the pack had a lot more freedom's that were offered to them than the rest of the world.<br/><br/>Her eyes swung back quickly when she heard Alex speak. A few howlered and whooped at the small but meaningful speech, Gwen had to hold back her own howl and the need to party and run made her blood sing. As Maria started to joke around with Alex, a bigger smile curved her lips and she couldn't help the small giggle that came out of her as Maria hinted that Alex might want all the females to through themselves at him. They didn't really have "husbands/wives" per say. More like a mate and then playing around with the rest of the pack if one wanted too. Only few settled down and that was usually after they had a pup or two. Even then, it just meant staying home more and more. "I do not think you could handle half the women in this pact, let alone take us all on;" a glint in her eye and a twist of her lips made it come off mischievous.<br/><br/>Thomas walked up to Alex and spoke his peace, which Alex seemed to handle well enough. Thomas seemed to stutter over himself slightly, calling both the women a distraction before taking his leave. A coy smile lingered on her lips. "I think it would be more distracting to always want a touch; being celibate and needing. Than quickly having a tumble in the forest or in a very comfortable bed;" she cracked her own joke on the subject before giggling again.<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong>~*~*~*~</strong></div><br/><div class="floatright">(https://content4.coedcherry.com/watch-4-beauty/161029/middle004.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: script;"><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;"><strong>Name:</strong> Rayen Winona<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Heath's police car<br/><strong>Date|Time:</strong> Friday, September 22nd, 2017 | <br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Heath, Braken, the group</span><br/></span><div align="center">Outfit (https://www.polyvore.com/rayen/set?id=228870657)</div><hr/><br/>While it seemed at least half the pack went to the fight itself, Rayen wasn't one of them. No, Rayen was those weird people that loved to get into trouble...but still did her homework and managed a 3.7 gpa average. Not that many would think someone who easily flirted with trouble would be as smart as she was, but it was the only thing that Rayen kept through all the moves...through the many homes...it was school and her good grades. Now was no different. So, she went home after school and quickly did her homework. Leaving her weekend free to do the many activities that would put her in the view of one very handsome sheriff who seemed to just love being her knight on a white horse.<br/><br/>Once her homework was done, she went over to her closet. One of the decent things about being a who she was, even before she found out she was a werewolf, was that she was VERY comfortable in her own skin. This lead her to half of her closet beings skimpy or easily taken off. Even though she was sure many thought she was easy, she has actually only had one sexual partner in her life. The rest of it was teasing and suggestion. This evening was ever so slightly different...being that she actually decided to change into an even more revealing outfit than normal. One might only wear it to get their partner excite for a very sensual evening, Rayen slipped on a spaghetti strapped wrap dress that left very little to ones imagination. Even less when the slit from the tie up went up her thigh and almost to her panties. Putting on her favorite jewelry, freshening her make up, and putting on her favorite boots, she was ready for the party she knew would be after the fight.<br/><br/>What she had not expected when she made her way to the circle, was who won. She more than half expected Stephen to win. Then again....he was getting up there in age...and more accident prone. Shrugging it off, she looked around. Gwen, her teacher was in a cute little outfit that was only half surprised to see the teacher in. The woman had a decent since of style if one liked cute, covered, and a splash of sexy. That wasn't her personal style, but she had seen many of the boys in her class practically drool over the younger red head. Moving her eyes, she spotted Alex who seemed to be joking with a few of the others in that spot. Rayen hadn't really found her place in the pack yet. But that was unsurprising as many didn't like hanging around a girl who flirted with anything that had a dick.<br/><br/>Speaking of which, her eyes landed onto the janitor and her mister white knight. A seductive smile came to her smile as she saw Heath lightly chatting up the male and put a little pep in her step. Her hips swayed and her hair flowed slightly as the long locks were almost always down until she reached the two. Putting herself close to Heath, enough for him to not only feel her body heat, but to also see the ample bosom she offered him. "Why Heath, I would love one," she purred and her hand moved up to take a cigarette from the pack...even though they both knew she didn't really like to smoke.