<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, Sienna, Colby</span><br/></span><div align="center">Outfit (https://www.polyvore.com/gwen/set?id=228493790)</div><hr/><br/>Gwen blinked at her new alpha for a moment and her eyes went down to the bottle....was she crazy....or was he flirting with her? Gwen was never good at telling when someone flirted with her. It was one of the big reasons why she only had two ex's her entire life...and one of them was her best friends bother! Just has her mind went to the mischief woman, who she learned many amazing bad habits that lead many to wonder about her role as a teacher, she brought the harsh liqueur to her lips and took a sip. One of the VERY few good things about being from a southern background....was moonshine. The smooth yet almost toxic "hair on chest" kinda liqueur, meant you could drink almost anything...and it not kill you. Even she sputtered a cough or two, scrunched her nose. "I think Maria might be right...I think you are trying to kill people!" She coughed a chuckle and took another sip before giving it back to him.<br/><br/>Years with her best friend meant she built up a tolerance to alcohol. Unluckily, heavy hard liqueur still got her pretty good and her skin started to feel like it was on fire. As the bottle hit his hand, Sienna came offer and hugged her. A beaming smile that reached her eyes came to her face and she hugged the girl back. Sienna, for her, was much more then a close best friend. The two could be seen as sisters. "Oh hi!" She chuckled and let the girl debate on how to great her other close friend.<br/><br/>Her eyes went to Colby and she raised an eyebrow. She didn't know much about him, but, her eyes didn't bother hiding the fact she looked him from head to boot, and back up again. The pack culture, and the werewolves themselves, didn't really believe in "one mate until death". Which meant, she could easily go from one male to the next without too much repercussion. She watched as the male looked at Alex cautiously and spoke a bit of his mind.<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/>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/>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."