<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/d7/e8/54/d7e854626e15a1aa45d0496fdafa4706.png)</div><strong>Bracken Forester<br/>Location:</strong>Sidelines of the circle<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Friday, September 22nd.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Heath, Rayen, Open<br/><br/><hr/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Heath pulled her into a side hug, her skin felt hot as his hand slid and stayed momentarily on her hip. A small but temptingly evil smirk came to her lips. "Kid? Cage, why Heath, you only have to ask if you want me locked up;" she couldn't help but flutter those long eyelashes and put on a sweet innocent face as she tried to flirt with the older man.<br/><br/>Heath chuckled at the poor kid's misfortune. He shook his head, and stepped forward to crush the cigarette into the ground. "Nothing to be sorry about, kid. Let it out. Trust me, I wasn't much better when I started." The Sheriff said.  </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Bracken nodded as he finally stopped coughing.  He was glad the man did not make hims take any more puffs.   I was obvious he was not used to this type of attention.  He tried not to stare at the beautiful woman in front of him.  He considered himself bottom of the heap, so his eyes stayed mostly on the ground.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">He had been her favorite person to flirt with since she had come to the pack and learned who she was. Or at least, something that made her feel even the tiniest bit less of a freak. Since then, Heath had been there...he was also the first face she saw when she was to join the pack. He picked her up in his police car and drove her from Eugene to the pack. Plus, he was her type. Older, dominate, and it helped that he saved her ass more than she had fingers on her hands. Her thoughts were interrupted by the other male there. It took only seconds for her to place him. "Hey, you're the janitor!" She said a little more loudly than she meant to.<br/><br/>The male was an Omega, bottom of the food chain. She tilted her head slightly, he looked almost like a lost lamb that had stumbled into a wolfs dean. And as he almost shivered and shook, she felt her wolf almost start sniffing. Taking a somewhat deep inhale, she could almost smell the testosterone in the air from the fight. Scent's of Alex and Stephan were pungent, almost choking her nose with their scents. Then there was Heath's, very familiar and inviting. Even turning the flecks in her eyes golden for a moment. Lastly, there's was Braken's. Sweet and almost innocent, it sent a shiver up her spine and thoughts of just how much he could take of her flirting. "Hello little wolf," she purred huskily and looked at him, "don't be so scared. Heath and I don't bite....well....at least I won't unless you ask." A wolfish grin came to her face as she watched him sputter and caugh.<br/><br/>"Like Heath said, no worries. Not everyone smokes, and it's so bad for you;" she gave an almost pointed look at Heath.<br/><br/>As he tried to help the Omega slightly, offering him advise and trying to see what he was into. The wolfish smile deepened on her face and she tilted her head slightly so she could see his face. "Mmmm, I have many passion's Heath. Just ask, I will show you a few of them;" her eyes glittered with amusement for a second before she looked back at Braken, "seriously though. Take a clean deep big breath. The pack has many different types of people and I'm sure you just need to find the people you get on with the most. You will fit in, in no time." <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Bracken stuttered “Um... um... um...  Yeah.  I'm the janitor.  He could not remember seeing her before, but his head was almost always down when cleaning and there were many students and faculty at the school.<br/><br/>Then Rayen started to flirt, even calling him 'little wolf'.  At least it was better than most of the names he had been called in his life.  He wasn't even sure hot to take the don't bite comment.  She seemed very kind; which he was not used to from his other pack.  This pack was much better than his old one.<br/><br/>His heat was pounding hard.  He was worried that he would say something wrong  And, God, her face was beautiful.  It was better than watching the morning sunrise.  His mind was sent back on track with her teasing comments.  He took his deep breath as instructed.  It would be nice to fit in somewhere and not just be told what to dd.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The man yawned then, and smirked to the younger wolf. "You know, the whole 'I'm not worth anything' shtick you have going on doesn't work for you." He said, then shrugged. "All you gotta do around here to fit in is be yourself. Tell me something you like doing." Heath said, then smirked. "Something you really burn for, something that keeps you up at night." </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Did Heath just hint that he was worth something?  He's been told his entire life that he was there to serve others.  He was even sure how to 'be yourself', as Heath put it.<br/><br/>So, when he asked what he burned for.  He left an awkward silence.  He suddenly felt a little two-dimensional, like he had no depth.  “I... I don't know.”  He had done whatever anybody else had asked for so long, he didn't have a solid goal.<br/><br/>“What do you burn for and what keeps you up at night?”  He figured, if he understood what the sheriff wanted, maybe he could come up with a better answer.  “Y...You can answer if you want as well miss.”<br/><br/>It should be pointed out that Bracken did not know Rayen's name, and that's why he called her miss.<br/><br/><br/>