[EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]
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				Title: <strong>[EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LadySheikah</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 15:51:50</strong>
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				&nbsp;Living Among Wolves [IC] (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=78141.0)<br>&nbsp;Living Among Wolves [OOC and Character Sheets] (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=78142.0)<br>&nbsp;Living Among Wolves [Join the RP] (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=76883.0)<br><br><div align="center"><strong><em>Alex's Memories</em></strong></div><br><em>Its funny how I came so far from what I use to be. Born an raised in the southern states I never thought much about ever leaving them or my family. Well that is until I met him. The man I feel in love with, married, then moved away with. I was only nineteen when I ran away from my quite live, got married, moved to the coast. I was happy with him but then only after three years of marriage, it was like living a dream, I awoke on morning into a nightmare. I don't remember what time it was, hearing that knocking on our front door. All I do remember was that I didn't think much of it. But they shattered my world those two police officers. Bringing me the news that my husband, the love of my life, was dead. I never found out how or why or if they did tell me I was do busy crying to hear them. Funny how that thought never seemed to bother me, all I knew was that the dream I was living was now over. <br><br>It was about six months after my husband's death that I met Sara and Marcoth. I found it funny how I was quick to befriended the couple, but then again I didn't have much friends in the area nor did I never move back home. Why would I? I had a job, the house was payed off and so where the cars. I had my life here on the coast or at less what was left of it. After knowing them for about a month, they finally talked me into going to a "Party" with them. I was iffy about it, shy about meeting new people in such a new way. Sex had never been a big thing in my life. My husband had been my first and only and my sex life had gone dry after his death. But I went or more that I was dragged. I still laugh about that night. It was fun, and came out of my shell a new person....nothing bad but I was ready to move on. <br><br>I meet a few guys, they took me out after the parties and well that's as far as that went. I never took anyone home with me, though I did go home with a few of them after a night of sex and drinking. I did this for about three months. Me, Sara and Marcoth quickly became friends.....then my world turned upside down again. <br><br>I remember it was was a Friday night. I was not going to go to this party because I had worked all day and well I was tired. But I went anyways. Around midnight that's when I saw him. Sare and Marcoth along with a few others at the party called him Lohanis. He looked like my husband, walked like my husband, sounded it like him. Even though that was not my husband's name and my husband was dead. Then Marcoth brought him over, thinking nothing less then to hook me up with another guy for another night of fun. That's when I saw Lohanis' eyes, and it was then --the look of shock on his face did not help his case-- I knew that he was my dead husband. <br><br>I quickly left the party, Sara quick on my heels as I tried to open my car to leave. But she stopped me. Marcoth ran out after her to see what was wrong, and why I acted the way I did. Then he came out. Walking over to me already trying to expand everything. What a foolish story he told me. Werewolves, him being the Alpha of his pack, Sara and Marcoth being his Betas, how the pack ran the parties to make a few extra bucks even though his pack was well off. Needless to say Marcoth and Sara where just as shocked about his story as I was. <br><br>Knowing I was not going to leave in my car I turned and walked off. Not looking back to see if they where following me. I must have walked for a good hour, lost myself in the streets of the city. Finding myself in a little park somewhere out there. That's when I learned my husband's story might be real. Watching as four large wolves started to follow me. At first I thought they where stray dogs so they did not bother me. It was when they started to circle me and close in that I grew scared. Then jumped me, knocking me down onto the hard ground. I felt his teeth brake my flesh....I heard Lohanis and Marcoth's voice scream something and the wolves left. My world went dark after that....<br><br>I new life was about to began, even if I didn't know it yet.</em><br><br><div align="center">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v294/Sol-Koro/VillaReginacityview.jpg)</div><br><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Enfants de la Lune: Pack Den</strong></span></div><br>The den of Enfants de la Lune was nothing less then a million dollar condo over looking the ocean in the "High Class" part of town. Alex had know the place for months, mostly because this was where the sex parties had been held. Even if she had only seen half the condo, the other half was not open to party goers. Now she would find herself waking up in Lohanis' room, in his bed. Eyes slowly opening as her body slowly started to wake. Pain running threw her body like a sharp jolt of electricity. Oh how her world had been torn apart and turned upside down these pass few months. <br><br>The room was dark, it was clearly late. The clock next to the bed read three o'clock in the morning, but the date was wrong. Unless she had been sleeping for the past week that was. Then again after those dogs attacked her she was lucky to be alive.&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Travaius</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 16:55:41</strong>
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				Lohanis sighed as he looked over Alex’s form. This is exactly what he didn’t want for her. If it had been, he would have changed her while they were married. He wanted to spare her his life of unknowing, the fear that the humans would uncover them. As much as he had relaxed over the years, he knew no one would understand their life. His own wife didn’t believe him when he told her.<br><br>Silently cursing his beta Marcoth for changing her. They had spent the past few days worried about what was going on with her. After the attack by the Blood Runners on her, he knew there was little choice but to change her or watch her die. There was so little life in her that he still didn’t know what would happen. The change itself could kill her, or there have been so little of her left that there was no way it could take hold.<br><br>Spending the last few days checking in on her, it was almost a relief when she moved. Standing up from his position in a chair next to the bed, he sighed and looked her over. She was alive, which had to mean that the change took hold. He didn’t know how she would react when she told him. Hell, she hadn’t reacted well when he had told her about himself. Pushing the thought from his head, he looked down at her, sighing softly.<br><br>“Feeling ok? Do you need anything?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Golden Touch</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 00:50:05</strong>
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				She swayed with anticipation, her eyes narrowing in on the woman that argued with the three packmates of Enfants.&nbsp; Lohanis had chosen a weak human as his mate, an Alpha with an easy target as a mate.&nbsp; Her tongue flicked out, tasting her lips and the night air.&nbsp; The blood would be rich, heady... And the flesh, Musette shivered, goosebumps rising on her body.&nbsp; The prospect of landing a killing blow on the female, and hurting Lohanis.&nbsp; He has abandoned the old ways to this new sacrilegious way that shunned what it was to be a wolf.&nbsp; Humanity was a cover, not a lifestyle.&nbsp; A growl trickled from her human throat as she stood next to Calvin, sensing his own need to strike a blow to the Alpha of the Enfants de la Lunes pack.<br><br>Musette and Calvin were Alpha Female and Male, respectively.&nbsp; Together, they led the Blood Runners, a pack firmly rooted in the old ways.&nbsp; She had been born and raised as their ancestors had been.&nbsp; They fed on flesh and blood, hiding under humanity's nose.&nbsp; The hiding cut her every time, but the way these humans had evolved... She snarled silently.&nbsp; They were a weak species, nothing more than cattle for the Hunt.&nbsp; She touched Calvin's arm as the human walked away from her mate.&nbsp; The rage and sadness that blanketed the woman's features were amusing.&nbsp; The fear that would taint her blood would taste all that sweeter when she realized that her protectors weren't their to save her. Musette's change moved easily, white fur rippling across her as her limbs shifted and curled to become a wolf.&nbsp; There were no human vocal cords in this form, but Calvin and their two packmates quickly joined her in her form.<br><br>They stalked the woman through the streets, sliding sleekly from shadow to shadow, avoiding streetlights and waited patiently.&nbsp; She had to nip one of the wolves to remind them to still themselves when they danced forward to attack her.&nbsp; Now, with her on the very edge of Hunting Grounds, the quartet of wolves moved forward, stalking her.&nbsp; The woman seemed unafraid when she caught sight of them.&nbsp; Musette's maw opening in grim satisfaction....&nbsp; The human thought them only dogs.&nbsp; Calvin led them closer, cutting off her movement as they circled her.&nbsp; Neither she, nor the other wolves made a move at the human, leaving it to their Alpha to take the first strike.&nbsp; Saliva gathered on her tongue, and she crouched as Calvin jumped the woman, riding her to the ground.<br><br>The crack of her skull hitting the ground made her snarl in satisfaction.&nbsp; She watched as his teeth sank into her shoulder and upper chest, her blood spilling into a bright splash onto the concrete. She had gone for a bite to the arm, worrying it like a dog with a bone.&nbsp; The blood was fresh, so innocent and tinted with fear.&nbsp; Glorious... But too soon she thought they would savage her body and leave her for Lohanis and his pack to find.&nbsp; The thought of him seemed to call the creature, and Lohanis and his Beta appeared, screaming at them.&nbsp; She shouldered into Calvin, and they drew back- leaving the woman dying on the pavement.&nbsp; The Enfants were weak, they wouldn't turn the woman this close to death.&nbsp; There was too much blood, too many arteries severed.<br><br>Glee gathered, and the four Blood Runner packmates fled, leaving Lohanis to watch his mate die. But....<br><br><br><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>A week later.... The Blood Runner's Den</strong></span></div><br>A muffled crash from behind the door sounded, glass tinkling to the floor like rain.&nbsp; Inside, Musette railed and ranted, picking up anything throwable in her reach and hurling the offending object at the nearest wall, door, or other solid object that would prove resistant to her rage.&nbsp; She paced back and forth, back and forth, her long white hair streaming behind her like a waterfall, blue-grey eyes afire with rage.&nbsp; The rage was hot, fierce and she snarled, the animalistic sounds falling from her very human throat.&nbsp; She picked up another vase, executing another quick hurling motion and the vase shattered against a desk.<br><br>The study was a mess, flowers, glass, and porcelain decorating the carpet.&nbsp; None of the things she was decimating was very expensive, but it cooled her rage enough for her to speak, her voice husky with barely controlled anger.&nbsp; <strong>"She should have <em>died</em> that night.&nbsp; That bastard Marcoth saved her, Lohanis would never have allowed it.&nbsp; To save her... It went against his morals.&nbsp; She will hate him for a little while, and we might have a chance to strike him while he is weak at heart for betraying her,"</strong> Her words were decorated with curses of rage, and another shattering of glass.<br><br>Alpha or no, her rage was nearly impossible to cool, unless you were Calvin.&nbsp; Her mate, and the Alpha Male, had the most power over her.&nbsp; The rest of the packmates avoided her when she was like this.&nbsp; She sank into a plush chair, pushing her colorless locks out of her face, exhaling slowly.&nbsp; More muttered curses and threats spilled from her lips, and she waited.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Travaius</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 01:05:28</strong>
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				Dekoth’s eyes ran over his Alpha Female. She had been going off randomly all week, ever since they couldn’t find the body of Lohanis’s human mate. He always thought it was foolish to do it when they did. If they had tracked her they would have known she went to the other pack’s parties. Why would they attack her when she was near werewolf friends? Of course they would be able to save her.<br><br>Standing up from the couch he was on, he looked at the Alpha female, shaking his head as he did so. Growling as he looked at her, he started to move away.<br><br>“Next time maybe you should plan out an attack….ma’am.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LadyDiscord</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 01:09:42</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u">`•.•●•۰• ☪ •۰•●•.•´</span></strong><br>Ϛ O L I <span class="bbc_u">E L</span><br><strong><span class="bbc_u">`•.•●•۰• ☪ •۰•●•.•´</span></strong></div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u">Ш H</span> I T E</div><div align="center">(http://i724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/MizzLeo31/Hayden_P____Suicide_Girl_by_WaltLindsay.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Ϊ</strong>t was just like her to come in early in the morning from a long night. For about a week now she Soleil would press herself into the same routine. Work the nigh shift and sleep during the day, all day. Her job wasn't actually what a first class citizen would label 'work', but revenue had to be brought into the pack. Her job wasn't very legal either, but working at and underground fighting ring did have it's perks. She would always know who to bet on and always who to bet against. That was one job, the other was 'borrowing'. Humans were so easy to make money off of. Anyone from junkies, to prostitutes and even their pimps. She didn't like the way drug addicted humans tasted. It's was as bad as eating soy and rotting meat. However they were easy to come by and sufficient. Her tastes were becoming more pronounced now a days though. She wanted something bigger, something richer. Tired of living&nbsp; in this place she felt a wolf like her deserved more and she was willing to do anything to get it.She didn't like them, that pack of meat loving dogs. They had betrayed the rules of tradition. Tradition that had been well established beyond their time. That night they had came so close, the night of the attack. It was fun, but only for a short while. They way they had left that girl she was sure she would die, but no. Those dogs had to go all noble and save that bitch and now she was an alpha? Ha! She didn't deserve that rank, she didn't deserve any of it. <br><br>Entering her home she sneaked quietly to her bedroom. Hopefully the floor boards could resist creaking under her weight as she slipped inside and closed it. Her room was dark for the most part, she didn't like to much sunlight in a concentrated area, especially not since she was tired. Walking into her closet she grabbed a few clothes to put on after her shower and some night clothes. She hated wearing clothes. They were always constraining to her and they made her hot. So she tried to wear as less as possible. He attire usually consisted of a graphic tee, tattered shorts or skirt and boots. Running her fingers through her bright orange reddish hair she slid over towards the dresser to pick out under wear, which was something she didn't like to wear to either. Slipping pass her bedroom door she headed for the shower, a yawn escaping her lips. Stopping suddenly in her tracks she heard noises don the hall.A quick sniff would alerted her to Musette in an all but fit of rage. Muse was pissed and it was very wise to avoid her when she was mad, but damn did the objects in the room have to suffer?</span><br><br><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u">`•.•●•۰• ☪ •۰•●•.•´</span></strong><br>Ƀ L O O D <span class="bbc_u">R U N N E R S</span><br><strong><span class="bbc_u">`•.•●•۰• ☪ •۰•●•.•´</span></strong></div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u">Ƀ</span> E T A</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 01:20:52</strong>
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				A week ago, Calvin was thrilled and full of energy and in a great mood. As not only had he tasted human flesh, but it was the flesh and blood of his rival's mate. It felt good to have Muse by his side as they bit into that woman, whatever her name was, it didn't matter. After all she was human and humans are meant to be food and to be used as a disguise not to be friendly with and to allow into ones den, unless they were for dinner. He had been sure a week ago that when he and his pack left her on the ground a week ago that she would die and that Lohanis would not turn that woman when they were so close, considering if they were mates and he hadn't done it already he wouldn't do it now. But all of that was a week ago and then he was in a good mood, before the news reached his ears that she lived and had been turned.<br><br>He was partly right Lohanis didn't turn her, it was apparently his beta male that turned her. <em>Damn him</em>, Calvin thought, <em>that beta of his and the enfants have been a thorn in my side for to long. They have grown fat and act more like humans then wolves they are a disgrace to our kind and to everything we stand for. Yet with it all they prosper while my pack is here and low in numbers and in this dump.</em> As he thought this he looked around his dump of a room and snarled at it, Werewolves were better then humans, and there for should live like it, not in some dump. Calvin was in his anthro form, as he generally was back at his den, and lashed out at the wall scratching it and leaving claw marks behind. <br><br>The only things pissing him off more was the fact, that his pack was so small and was so weak that his beta, his beta, was not even a pure werewolf, but a human that was turned. Sure he had proven himself to be useful, but the pures were the leaders and to have a reborn as a beta, just seemed wrong to him. He knew he needed more packmates; he needed&nbsp; better territory, sure he had some and hunting grounds but eating hobos and the weak humans around here was ruining his palate; and most of all he needed to get rid of the enfants, by any means necessary. Calvin was in a bad mood and let out a angry snarl and growl that echoed through the den and let the rest of the pack know in that instant that he was not happy, and was in a hell of a bad mood. That was not generally the case, normally he is in an okay mood and can be reasoned with and is smart. When he gets like this he is more violent and a much more fearsome beast. For now he stayed in his room thinking up a new plan and stewing in his own angry and rage, only one person was ever allowed in when he was like that and that was Muse, if anyone else entered they would be in for a beating or worse. Even Muse had to be carefully not to push him to far, though most of the time she could calm him down, as for as fearsome as he gets she is his mate and the only person allowed close to him.<br><br><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u">Blood Runners</span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Alpha</span></div>
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				Post by: <strong>Foxfyr</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 01:50:24</strong>
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				While the Alpha and Betas were distracted by their new family member, Tavi saw to it that things ran like business as usual.&nbsp; For the most part at least.&nbsp; Alexandria’s injuries had kept most of the household preoccupied with her, which reduced the number of “parties” during the past week.&nbsp; To avoid the spread of rumors amongst their guests, Tavi had managed to convince the rest of the family to host two parties just to keep up appearances.&nbsp; Plus, he figured that it would be convenient to have some cash on hand after the sudden show of force from their feral counterparts.<br><br>Tavi had just finished stuffing the small stack of bills into a white envelope, which he promptly stored in a safe located in his bedroom.&nbsp; As he stood, he felt the unfamiliar weight of his new firearm at his hip hidden beneath his shirt.&nbsp; Last week’s unprovoked attack made him feel the need to procure additional protection in the form of a Desert Eagle .50.&nbsp; He knew that it wouldn’t stand a chance at killing a werewolf no matter how good of a shot he was, but then again, that wasn’t the point.&nbsp; When wandering in public, he would not be able to simply transform into a phase that was more adept at fighting.&nbsp; If the Blood Runners decided to pull a similar stunt against him, he would be quite vulnerable in his human form.&nbsp; At least with his new handgun, he stood a chance to slow them down or make them think twice before continuing their attack.&nbsp; The heavy round may not kill them, but they <em>will</em> feel it.&nbsp; Hopefully, that would be all he needed to buy him a few moments to make his escape.
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				Post by: <strong>The Golden Touch</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 04:34:35</strong>
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				She was out of the chair and on the Beta before she really registered that her hands were closely resembling claws at his throat.&nbsp; The hot, burning rage at the opposing pack cooled to ice, her eyes hard and flat as she looked Dekoth over. <strong>"For one that talks so big, he should remember his place.&nbsp; Unless he feels that he can take the place of someone that was <em>born</em> to be an Alpha,"</strong> Her words were calmly delivered, but there was a slight tension that straightened her spine as she invaded any personal bubble he might have.&nbsp; <strong>"Remember your place, Beta... Because it is below me, and your tone will remain respectful,"</strong> She cautioned, gliding to the door.<br><br>Opening the heavy door, she stepped through the threshold and closed it with a quiet snap.&nbsp; Musette's movements were precise as she moved down the hallway, scenting each member that was in the Den.&nbsp; She instinctively knew where Calvin was, and knew she needed him.&nbsp; Controlling the need to be close to him, she moved as quickly as she dared without running.&nbsp; The door loomed up on her quickly, and she pressed a hand to its surface before slipping inside, closing it behind her and leaning against the solid door. <strong>"Calvin..."</strong> She murmured, the need for comfort strong in her voice.&nbsp; She could already see him, pacing like she had been in her study.
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				Post by: <strong>Tydorei</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 05:19:50</strong>
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				Morrigan slowly pulled a vase shard out of her neck as Muse finished most of her ranting. Morrigan's golden eyes studied the shard for a moment before her thumb and index ground it out of existence. Morrigan had to hold in her sneer as Musette gripped Dekoth's neck and reminded him his place before slipping out of the room. Morrigans brief amusement at seeing another being scolded quickly turned into seething contempt. It reminded her that this human born was held in higher regard than herself, a born werewolf. Had it been her that spoke out of turn, the scolding would of been much worse. As she ran a hand through her short and silver hair she had to remind herself, it was the Alpha's who made her the Omega... And now that she was certain Musette or Calvin could hear her, she let a few sly comments loose.<br><br><strong>"It's hard to respect cowards, isn't it Dekoth? I mean, it was Calvin who told you all to retreat even when you all had them outnumbered two to one. Had I been allowed to come I would have seized such an opportune time to kill Lohanis myself."</strong> Morrigan said looking all too nonchalant yet smug at her words.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LadySheikah</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 05:28:03</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=78141.msg3424147#msg3424147">Quote from: Travaius on 06-08-2010, 16:55:41</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Lohanis sighed as he looked over Alex’s form. This is exactly what he didn’t want for her. If it had been, he would have changed her while they were married. He wanted to spare her his life of unknowing, the fear that the humans would uncover them. As much as he had relaxed over the years, he knew no one would understand their life. His own wife didn’t believe him when he told her.<br><br>Silently cursing his beta Marcoth for changing her. They had spent the past few days worried about what was going on with her. After the attack by the Blood Runners on her, he knew there was little choice but to change her or watch her die. There was so little life in her that he still didn’t know what would happen. The change itself could kill her, or there have been so little of her left that there was no way it could take hold.<br><br>Spending the last few days checking in on her, it was almost a relief when she moved. Standing up from his position in a chair next to the bed, he sighed and looked her over. She was alive, which had to mean that the change took hold. He didn’t know how she would react when she told him. Hell, she hadn’t reacted well when he had told her about himself. Pushing the thought from his head, he looked down at her, sighing softly.<br><br>“Feeling ok? Do you need anything?”<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Enfants de la Lune: Pack Den ((Lohanis' Room))</strong></span><br>One hour later</div><br>Alex had asked for nothing more then a glass of water which she now held in both hands as she sat up in Lohanis' bed. The bed was quite large, but even it looked small in the large master bedroom of the condo. Finding that even in the dark she could see everything as clear as day. Bring up the cold glass to her lips and taking a long drink before bringing it back down to rest on her lap.<br><br>The covers covered most of her lower body and legs as she sat there, the rest of her body covered in bandages. It seemed that these wounds would take a little more time to heal, even for a werewolf. Slowly the truth Lohanis' had told her only a week before started to become real and she knew now that he was indeed telling her the truth. The young woman already felt what ever was used to turn her flowing threw her veins. Alex had never been big on myths and legends so she could not really tell fact from fiction nor how one became a werewolf. Still she would need to hear it from Lohanis' or anyone to believe what was really happening to her. And that was the only question that left her lips, "What did he do to me?"<br><br>She could not help but feel a slight hate for Lohanis or any werewolf for that matter. She seemed to think if she would have just let things be and never meet any one from this pack her life would be just fine...and she could not help but blame them for everything that went wrong in her life. The heart break, the pain, being attacked by what ever attacked her. The look in those lovely hazel eyes that of distrust and dislike. <br><br>Yet, as she sat there now watching her so called husband --if he was even still her husband-- as he watched her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LadyDiscord</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 05:49:37</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u">`•.•●•۰• ☪ •۰•●•.•´</span></strong><br>Ϛ O L I <span class="bbc_u">E L</span><br><strong><span class="bbc_u">`•.•●•۰• ☪ •۰•●•.•´</span></strong></div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u">Ш H</span> I T E</div><div align="center">(http://i724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/MizzLeo31/Hayden_P____Suicide_Girl_by_WaltLindsay.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"> She had missed the little part of the altercation. Poor Dekoth, her mate, had some things to get use to. The subject of his blood hood had came up before, but he was the bravest were she had ever seen, well besides her Alpha of course. Anyway the moral of the story was to stay away from Muse when she was upset. The tension in the place was so thick she could take a bite out of it. Entering the bathroom she turned on the shower head before shedding her clothes. Stepping into the warm spray of the shower as she washed all the impurities off her body. Last nights events running though her head. Soleil wondered if the pack's failed attempt to kill Lohanis's mate meant they would have to try again, but what was the point? She was a were now it would make better sense to go for the head of that pack. It was like taking the head off a snake. Those thoughts begin the drift from her mind as the water cascaded down her body. Her muscles became more relaxed and loosened up. She could of stayed in the shower forever right about now<br><br>She was almost in there for almost an hour it seemed before turning the water off. Stepping out she shook off the dripping water before grabbing a towel and finishing the job. Dressing herself as the steam from the hot shower began to dissipate she quietly exited the bathroom. Hm, there was no apparent shouting or the sound of glass breaking so everything must of been okay, well as okay as anything could get around here. She had showered away must of her sleep, but that still didn't keep her from retreating to the safe zone of her bedroom. She loved her bed, almost as she loved the woods. It was comforting, it was safe, it was so many other things. Including a private haven for just her and Dekoth. Making her way quietly towards the bedroom she hear the voice of Morrigan, one of her subordinates. It wasn't wise to say such things about your alpha and as quickly as she could of snapped on her sly comments Soleil somewhat agreed, but she wasn't a fool. She would never question the logic behind her alpha's reasoning. Ever. So quietly she slipped into the sheets of her bed and closed her eyes, listening to everything that was spoken in the house.</span><br><br><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u">`•.•●•۰• ☪ •۰•●•.•´</span></strong><br>Ƀ L O O D <span class="bbc_u">R U N N E R S</span><br><strong><span class="bbc_u">`•.•●•۰• ☪ •۰•●•.•´</span></strong></div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u">Ƀ</span> E T A</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 06:20:24</strong>
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				Calvin had explained why they were to leave her behind to his pack before the night they attacked. That was the night they had planned to attack the woman, they had been watching her for awhile. It was meant to be more then a physical blow, but a psychological one. One to show that his pack, though small, could strike them anywhere at any time and that they were not safe, not even the alpha's mate. He suppose to see he beaten and dieing and knowing him weak in heart would let her die for fear of what might happen, but now all he had down as far as he could see was increase their numbers. "DAMN THAT BETA!!!" he growled, that damn beta of his ruined his plan, though he would most likely not know to how much. Though he knew he could turn this around and knew he could fix it, he just needed to think. He need to reorganize his pack, right now he knew some of his new packmates were not exactly as loyal and as smart as they should be and didn't understand. That omega, Morrigan, understood the least and needed to learn her place that is the reason why he agreed to make her omega, though becoming an omega is not just one packmate it is all of them including the betas that agreed to make her the omega, whether by choice he couldn't tell all he knew is that they voted to make her one.<br><br>Calvin was unaware of what his other packmates were doing and the disrespect that had happened to his mate. He knew not of the omega calling him a coward he was just angry that his plan that he had failed, for now. He knew that right now they would be on alert and worried about the new alpha leaving them weak on certain fronts, this was the perfect time to make small runs into their territory. That is it he thought as a grim smile came across his mouth mixed with his anger. If they wanted to turn a human then that was okay, they are weak sure the alpha is guarded, but in their focus on her they could strike at them in the heart of their territory while they are weak. They will be split up and he knew it, now was the time to expand their hold and further scare them and throw them into chaos. Nothing was a failure, it was merely a change of plans he thought to him self as he smiled and ran over the plan in his head.<br><br>He had not noticed Muse enter at first and only now was coming back to his sense. He would quickly turn to face her his golden eyes showing her first rage, then quickly softening and showing comfort. "Muse" he said with a smile as he walked closer to her and reached out his arm and moved it lightly against her arm. Calvin was kind to those who he loved, or could be, and to those who were loyal and not disrespectful. Not to mention she was his mate, and his other alpha, who would bare his children and was one of the few voices of reason in this place, she also had respect for the old ways. "I think I know how to turn this series of events around" he said with a smile. "They are weak they are focusing inward to much, so much so that they only have a few of the nasty events, but that just makes it that much easier to hit them. Now is the chance while they had a weak chain hit them harder while they focus on one small thing. This is our chance to strike at their heart and expand our territory" he said smiling and in a somewhat excited voice as he went over the details in his head.<br><br><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u">Blood Runners</span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Alpha</span></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Travaius</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 06:35:54</strong>
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				Dekoth&nbsp; growled as Musette came near his throat. He would have liked nothing more than to attack her then and there, but he would have to deal with Calvin afterwards. Even if he could take Musette out, e knew that his injuries would not leave him in any condition to take on his Alpha. All they had to do was kill the female. Hell, they even had Marcoth and Lohanis out by themselves and they didn’t take the chance.<br><br>His head twisted as she spoke and he looked at Morrigan, growling as he crossed the room and looked over her form. Shaking his head for a moment, a smile spread across his face. Running a finger over her throat, he looked around the room, making sure no one else is around.<br><br>“Careful little Morrigan. Siding with me against the Alpha’s is not such a wise move. Me and that little female don’t always get along. I have no doubt the Calvin is planning to get back at me for it as he should. But you are the lowest one here. They could very well kill you for speaking against them. That I wouldn’t want to have happen. I like having you around, even if our glorious Alpha makes decisions that will destroy us.&nbsp; Then again, I thought you Borns all stuck together. The Bittens are the only real fighters, the people who drive for their to be real change. Shouldn’t you be licking Musette’s wounds for me ever dreaming of speaking up to her?”<br><br>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br><br>Lohanis looked down at his wife, sighing as he sat down next to her. He knew he needed to talk to her, tell her everything. Looking down at the floor for a second, he looked up into her eyes and shook his head. This was hard, he had done everything to spare her from this and now it was her life. Reaching over and running a hand through her hair, he looked over her face.<br><br>“I tried to make sure this wouldn’t happen. Once I heard there was a pack pushing into my territory, I knew it might mean trouble for you. That is why I left. I knew I had the option of either watching you die or turning you into what I am. I didn’t think you wanted this life. If it wasn’t for Marcoth, you wouldn’t have this curse. He and I had a massive argument about whether or not we should turn you. I did everything I could to make sure you would never be involved in this world. I am sorry that I failed you.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LadyDiscord</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 08:41:09</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u">`•.•●•۰• ☪ •۰•●•.•´</span></strong><br>Ϛ O L I <span class="bbc_u">E L</span><br><strong><span class="bbc_u">`•.•●•۰• ☪ •۰•●•.•´</span></strong></div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u">Ш H</span> I T E</div><div align="center">(http://i724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/MizzLeo31/Hayden_P____Suicide_Girl_by_WaltLindsay.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">"That's enough" Came the soft, but sleepy voice of Soleil. "Don't you two have better , more productive things to talk about" She said leaning against the wall. Her arms folded across her chest. "I expect that from Morrigan, but not from you, Dekoth." Her green orbs flickered curiously as they fell upon her mate and Morrigan. How dense did you have to be? These walls weren't made out out of sound proof glass and the last thing she wanted to see was a very hairy altercation in the pack den. This was a place of peace. If she couldn't get peace out there in the world she'd damn sure get it in here. "Morrigan, don't be so ungrateful. It's fine to be analytical, but nothing more." Stretching her sore limbs she smiled. "Anyway who wants breakfast? I'm starving and I didn't get to eat last night." She didn't bother going into further detail than that. Though some of the things she's experienced in life would of made a very nice fiction novel.<br><br>Thinking back she always thought Morrigan had a vengeful spirit. It was good for a fight, but what about strategy? It wasn't her place to make such decisions and Dekoth, well maybe she could blame it on his human side. What he said earlier about the full bloods, is that what he thought? He was no longer just a man anymore and he had proven his worth. She wished he'd stop letting those comments get to him about being a 'made' wolf. Besides he would tell her all the time he was never good at being human. It was fate that brought them together, even if there was one point in her life when he could of made a better male than a mate, but that's the past now. Their job was to focus on the future now. Right now.</span><br><br><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u">`•.•●•۰• ☪ •۰•●•.•´</span></strong><br>Ƀ L O O D <span class="bbc_u">R U N N E R S</span><br><strong><span class="bbc_u">`•.•●•۰• ☪ •۰•●•.•´</span></strong></div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u">Ƀ</span> E T A</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Travaius</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 08:54:54</strong>
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				Dekoth’s hand slowly flitted away from Morrigan’s neck, his body turning until his eyes fell on his mate Soleil. Moving slowly across the room, a smile came to his face and he tilted his head. It was odd that she would ruin his fun. Granted, he rarely spoke against the Alpha’s as harshly as this, but this time he felt they lost a golden opportunity to remove the other pack. They had ruined a chance to eliminate the leadership, something that could&nbsp; have allowed them to fill the void that would have been left behind.&nbsp; He knew she was right. If Calvin heard, it would mean a fight, and in his&nbsp; wildest dreams Dekoth couldn’t be sure his strength would equal the top male’s. He shouldn’t have been so foolish to speak so openly, he could have waited to talk to Soleil in the privacy of their own area.<br><br>Once he got in front of Soleil, he leaned in, nuzzling her neck for a moment. Pulling away, he bared his elongated canines. Nodding slowly, his eyes ran over the form of his mate. She really was beautiful, and he never regretted taking her as his partner. Looking into her eyes, he grinned.<br><br>“Did our talking keep you awake, my dear? I felt we were talking about important things. The future of our pack is at stake, our place in this territory. That is my only concern. I will be quiet now. What did you feel like hunting today? Human or animal? Or did you want something quicker?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LadyDiscord</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 09:21:15</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u">`•.•●•۰• ☪ •۰•●•.•´</span></strong><br>Ϛ O L I <span class="bbc_u">E L</span><br><strong><span class="bbc_u">`•.•●•۰• ☪ •۰•●•.•´</span></strong></div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u">Ш H</span> I T E</div><div align="center">(http://i724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/MizzLeo31/Hayden_P____Suicide_Girl_by_WaltLindsay.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">His scent was wonderful. Everyone had their own distinct scent and she was very attracted to his. She really did care for him, but his rebel-like nature would get him into unnecessary trouble and that's something she didn't want. She almost forgot Morrigan was there as she brushed her noise across the sleeve of his shirt. He was hers and she was his. Couldn't he just focus on that right now? Besides who the hell cared about that other pack right now? Their time would come. She was hungry and she would be completely useless in a fight on a empty stomach.<br><br>"Yes your barkings kept me up" She replied back. She looked up at him. "Let's talk about it later, alright?" She said as if trying to make him promise. "I was hoping we could go to Mc Donald's..."She said trying not to laugh. Hunting sounded more promising though, but the way her stomach was beaming she was hoping for some fast food and not food that was fast. "Or we could go out into the woods...away from this city, in the wild were we once lived." Soliel felt like there was so much she had yet to show him. Maybe if he knew everything she knew he would get a better understanding, "You and me."</span><br><br><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u">`•.•●•۰• ☪ •۰•●•.•´</span></strong><br>Ƀ L O O D <span class="bbc_u">R U N N E R S</span><br><strong><span class="bbc_u">`•.•●•۰• ☪ •۰•●•.•´</span></strong></div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u">Ƀ</span> E T A</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Travaius</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 09:39:25</strong>
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				Dekoth’s hand reached up and started to stroke her hair, nodding as he looked into her eyes. She was not what he expected in a mate. Instead of constantly trying to get him ready for a fight, she always played the more logical side of the relationship. Where he would willingly dive into any fight, she normally made him pick his battles. It was one of the parts he loved about her. He also knew she could be a fearsome opponent in a fight, which is what drew him to her to begin with. He could not imagine being with a female he couldn’t fight. It was the most basic principle of being a wolf. <br><br>Growling lowly, he nuzzled her neck again, nodding slowly into it as he did so. Running his hands over her arms , he shook his head, nipping the skin there softly.<br><br>“I would never mean to keep you up. I just needed to vent a little about what happened. You know how I am, and they made me back down from a fight. But I’m done, I’ll let it go for you. Now about food, it doesn’t matter to me. I’ll go wherever you want for food. Just tell me where we are headed and I’ll go. And someone sounds jealous. Think I would leave you for Morrigan?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LadyDiscord</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 10:00:49</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u">`•.•●•۰• ☪ •۰•●•.•´</span></strong><br>Ϛ O L I <span class="bbc_u">E L</span><br><strong><span class="bbc_u">`•.•●•۰• ☪ •۰•●•.•´</span></strong></div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u">Ш H</span> I T E</div><div align="center">(http://i724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/MizzLeo31/Hayden_P____Suicide_Girl_by_WaltLindsay.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"> Running sounded real good at this point. "Hm, let's go hunting" She said wickedly. Her face lighting up at her own words. Nothing beats like a good run through the woods It was just natural for her to feel that way. All the strength and power was intoxicating. The taste of warm blood from a still beating heart. Yes, it was decided then. "Yup,&nbsp; I'm good with that and I know..it must be hormones and all that." She added with a tease. He was acting more like an alpha everyday. Maybe the run would be good for him. Reaching up she cupped his cheek and stroked it. His skin hot on her lithe fingers. "Yea, I think a run would cool you off and I'll even spar with you later if you can handle it." She said with a sly smile.<br>"And did you say jealous?" She added nearly doubling over from restoriing laughter. Her hands were on hip now. "I don't get jealous!" She barked "And if you ever thought about leaving me, you better think twice about losing something you might miss" Turning on her heel she head back to the bedroom to get dressed</span><br><br><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u">`•.•●•۰• ☪ •۰•●•.•´</span></strong><br>Ƀ L O O D <span class="bbc_u">R U N N E R S</span><br><strong><span class="bbc_u">`•.•●•۰• ☪ •۰•●•.•´</span></strong></div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u">Ƀ</span> E T A</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MarcothTalos</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 11:54:11</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-family: impact;" class="bbc_font">....ONE WEEK EARLIER....</span></div><br><br>The rush of blood that ran through Marcoth's veins were nothing like what he felt now. The Alpha of his pack was without a mate for so long, many were ready to remove him from the position, that was until Marcoth found his human mate, the only woman the man had ever been attached too. It wasn't until the uncontrollable "Blood Runners" had dare laid their hands on her to kill her so that they might weasel their way into their territory, but luckily Marcoth wouldn't let her go without an escort. Both he and Lohanis had scattered the peasant like wolves from her and through much arguing and strutting of muscle, Marcoth showed his own veteran status and turned the human Alex into one of them so that she could heal and live on. <br><br>The way Sara looked at him from his sudden act of kindness made his skin shutter from the coldness of it all, but then again he never was one for caring. He lived halfway between this world and the old world, in human form he was modern and in his anthro form he even still wore armor and carried a tomohawk, a scottish dirk, and a pair of razor steel claws that fit making his own claws even longer and sharper than normal. The way their relationship worked often was Sara would be the calming arm holding his leash, even Lohanis couldn't completely control Marcoth, because of this fact Sara no doubt took a delight in holding him back. Among their bedroom antics this was known, but in the real world they looked as though they were a perfection of being mated. <br><br>The world was a funny place no a days, Lohanis himself cursed Marcoth for wanting to expanded their own pack, get him a mate, and save the woman he loved so much. He couldn't understand why he dealt with him at times nor why he pushed for him to take the position as Alpha being the younger by far of the two of them. Then again he knew why he wouldn't never allow himself to be the Alpha.<br><br><div align="center"><span style="font-family: impact;" class="bbc_font">...NOW...</span></div><br>The human remained in Lohanis quarters, but her scent lingered over Marcoth heavily and Sara knew it. The blood scent was still fresh, since he was much more aged then the rest he needed to feed only once a week, that meant that for a few days after feeding that Sara could barely be around him without the fresh smell kicking her arousal into overdrive. The one thing that all the weres had that were the same was the perfect union between their arousal and their hunger. Often times with Sara's attitude he would end up with bite marks from her after a night of fun. Often times he remained in human for so that he could feel like maybe he wasn't as inhuman as he thought. Wearing a pair of loose hanging jeans and no shoes or shirt, Marcoth stood in his room his arms crossed over his taunt toned chest and shoulders. He could smell her, the scent a freshly turned one was always the strongest, even in this overly cleaned home of luxury he could smell it. <br><br>Standing still he looked to the ground his body taunt and strong, with his eyes shaking from left to right as he thought about what this would do. No doubt the "Blood Runners" would be gunning for him instead of the Alpha now, but he didn't care, they had tried once and failed, they would not win against him, no matter how many he would kill them all for his pack. He was the muscle, the strength in this place that kept the underlings away from Lohanis and the "Blood Runners" away from the high rent district. He would kill every last being to keep Sara and the others alive, even the new Were would be fought for.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinXAzgard21</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 19:39:29</strong>
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				<em>"The world has changed so much, not even the stars can be found in this hell.... This is what happens when the frail rule over the world."</em>&nbsp; Callax thought to himself as he stood on the roof of the packs den.&nbsp; For one-hundred and ten years, he has watched the world shape into what the humans call a grand and intelligent society that has proven over and over that when it comes down to raw power they are lacking.&nbsp; Callax has no hate for humans, just their destructive nature and the frailty that makes them so.&nbsp; <strong>"Such a sad species, not even worth eating...."</strong>&nbsp; He said chuckling to himself as he turned from the edge of the roof.<br><br><em>No human flesh will be tasted, till I can find a true warrior out of their mess.</em>&nbsp; A thought he remembered telling his father as they were hunting when he was still a pup.&nbsp; <br><br>He opened the door to the stair well and slowly began making his way down the stairs.&nbsp; He could smell frustration with some of the pack members, rage from another.&nbsp; He takes a deep breath and smiles saying to himself, <strong>"Never a dull moment with this pack."</strong> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Golden Touch</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 19:50:24</strong>
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				She was grateful when he came to her, stepping into the circle of his arms, rubbing her cheek against the heavy fur of his pelt.&nbsp; Her name fell from his maw like a caress, and it brought a smile to her lips.&nbsp; Even in the deepest rage, the pair could calm and sooth each other with the barest touch, or word.&nbsp; <strong>"The pack is angry that we withdrew...&nbsp; Not that I am pleased with this turn of events.&nbsp; We risked much to try and kill that girl.&nbsp; Marcoth turned her, against Lohanis... Striking soon, while the Beta and Alpha disagree would be an advantage we cannot afford to let go."</strong>&nbsp; She looked up at him, her slight form only coming up to chest level at best.<br><br>Musette stepped away from his embrace, a fire lighting in her own eyes at his excitement.&nbsp; Calvin always had better plans, and they quickly evolved to fit the situation.&nbsp; She murred with glee, sinking into a chair and reclining there while she watched her mate.&nbsp; His face contorted with his thoughts, and she waited for him to center himself.&nbsp; Muse though quietly about her pack, going over each member in her head.&nbsp; Each had their strengths, and their weaknesses.&nbsp; The Blood Runners... It would be an interesting battle.<br><br>[Wheee, there isn't much I could do there.]
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 20:24:05</strong>
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				He would embrace her and press her lightly against him as she rubbed against his fur. "I know they are, as am I, if I had know that Marcoth would turn her, I would have killed her right there. But that didn't happen Lohanis didn't keep control over his beta, and you are right they are fighting, which makes it the perfect time to strike them. One who guards only the face, or alphas, will leave their body open, weak, and blind. Not to mention that the beta and alpha will not be getting along, and most of all they have a weak alpha female that is still recovering. As I said, now is the time to strike them in the heart and where it hurts, now is the time to turn this around and reopen the still fresh wound" he said smiling as he stopped pacing and looked at her.<br><br>"We should attack for our next meal, not inside our own territory but inside of theirs, before the party. As soon as we can that way we make them lose income and face with the prey, that they seem to love so much. We sow confusion, distrust, and make them fear their own home for not even their will be safe for them. We strike in their territory tonight, and make them weak, but that will not be all, oh no, that is just the begin. When they begin to send out patrols or people to find us, that is when we strike the heart when they send the guns out we hit them from behind" he said smiling and walking towards Muse. He walked over to her chair and put his hands on the arms and leaned in putting his face right in front of hers, only a couple of inches away. "I think it is time for a hunt don't you?" he said smiling as he bared his fangs and teeth into a wicked grin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LadySheikah</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 22:18:38</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=78141.msg3428661#msg3428661">Quote from: Travaius on 07-08-2010, 06:35:54</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Lohanis looked down at his wife, sighing as he sat down next to her. He knew he needed to talk to her, tell her everything. Looking down at the floor for a second, he looked up into her eyes and shook his head. This was hard, he had done everything to spare her from this and now it was her life. Reaching over and running a hand through her hair, he looked over her face.<br><br>“I tried to make sure this wouldn’t happen. Once I heard there was a pack pushing into my territory, I knew it might mean trouble for you. That is why I left. I knew I had the option of either watching you die or turning you into what I am. I didn’t think you wanted this life. If it wasn’t for Marcoth, you wouldn’t have this curse. He and I had a massive argument about whether or not we should turn you. I did everything I could to make sure you would never be involved in this world. I am sorry that I failed you.”<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>The feeling of Lohanis running his hand threw her hair almost made Alex melt. Oh how she missed that touch, yet at the same time her heart screamed for her to pull away from him. She still loved him --In one way or another she always would-- but right now she hated him as well. She just could not just forgive him for all the lies and the betrayal just like she could not forgive her so called friend for turning her....yet at the same time she could not help but thank him for saving her life. Shaking her head lightly, a clear sign she was torn into a million pieces to try and side with each emotion, "If you didn't want this to happen to me then why did drag me into this in the first place? You could have never dated me, married me. You must have known that one day something like this would happen?"<br><br>Her hand reached up, leaving the glass in her lap to touch the place where the wolf had bit her in order to end her life. She could feel it in her bones, in her very being that the attack was more then a random thing. "And you and Marcoth should not be fighting. If you care at all you should be thanking him for saving my life. Even if its not what you wanted and its sure as hell not what I wanted. Even if I'm still not sure if I...."<br><br>Words slowly trailed off but it was clear what she was trying to say. The young woman not sure if she would rather be dead or alive right now. The hand that was running along the bandages now trailing over her right shoulder to the Wolf Tattoo she had gotten years ago. She had always loved the animal, her grandmother --who was Native American-- had told her long ago that the animal was her spirit guide and had always told her if it was not for the wolf man kind would have died off long ago.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Travaius</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 23:54:41</strong>
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				Dekoth smiled as he Soleil’s fingers ran over his skin. Hunting with her would be perfect for him. Nothing vented anger from him like hunting. The first spray of&nbsp; blood into his mouth after the first bite was intoxicating. After someone tasted that he could never imagine why they would want anything else. She was being incredibly nice compared to what he expected. If she had heard everything that he and Morrigan said, he would have expected her to bite him, not offer to go hunting with him. <br><br>His eyes followed her as she left the room, a grin on his face as she walked away. He couldn’t explain it, but she always managed to calm him down. A few minutes ago he would have gladly challenged Calvin for the mistakes that he made. Now all he could think about was being alone with Soleil, hunting and sparring with each other. Nodding, he sat down in a chair, smiling as he looked after her.<br><br>“ Are you sure both of us are going to walk away from a sparring session? You can get pretty violent when you forget that I am your mate. But why would I leave you? Think about leaving you? Why would I do that?&nbsp; I can cheat on you everyday and still get the same effect. Plus you use it a lot more than I do. So if you want to cut it off…”<br><br>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br><br>Lohanis sighed as he looked over her. Allowing his hand to trail out of her hair and to the back of her neck. Trying to focus his thought, he allowed his fingers to work into her skin, slowly massaging her. Looking down at the floor, his fingers started to work harder. He knew he had to tell her everything, at least why it turned out like this. His eyes slowly looked up from the floor into her own.<br><br>“Wolves are organized in packs, that much I am sure you know. My…I mean our race is organized exactly the same way. My pack controls this area, and we choose to live as humans, with the humans. It was because I was trying to have a normal life that I found you and dated you. I fell in love with you, and&nbsp; couldn’t imagine life without you. That is why I married you. It was only after that another pack came in that it became dangerous. Not only do they want our territory, but they aren’t nice about it. I knew they would go after you eventually, so I had to leave. I didn’t want to, but it was best for you.&nbsp; Unfortunately, you became friends with my pack, and the other pack knew who you were. As for Marcoth and I, we will see how you feel about the change first. Then we will see how Marcoth and I are.”<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Golden Touch</strong> on <strong>08-08-2010, 00:12:47</strong>
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				Each word and pace, and she smiled, loving his common sense when it came to attacking.&nbsp; The entire pack shared the dislike of having to withdraw, but they had wanted Lohanis to hurt, to lose himself in his rage.&nbsp; Her lips curved in a smile, crossing her ankles with deceptive daintiness and nodded in agreement. <strong>"A Hunt would give our people something to look forward to, and cause unrest in Lohanis' territory.&nbsp; I will Hunt at your side, my love,"</strong> She murmured, rubbing her nose against his, her fingers tangling in his fur.<br><br>A Hunt... So perfect.&nbsp; Something tasty, smelling of fear.&nbsp; Pleased, she rose from her character with a fluid motion, standing next to him.&nbsp; Their people would be well fed, and biting at the chance to take down the Enfants once they were strong enough.&nbsp; And that bitch would die, in time she would fall beneath their claws and fangs.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>08-08-2010, 00:26:06</strong>
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				He rubbed his nose as she moved hers against his and felt her fingers tangle in his fur.As she rose, he leaned off the chair and stood upright. "The lets not wait, and lets hunt tonight, my dear" he said with a grin. Before taking in a deep breath and letting out a howl that would resonate through the den, though only with in it. It was the howl for a hunt, one that was meant for the whole pack regardless of rank. It was not the full moon which was generally was, but before which something about this was special and different then normal. He looked to his mate with a small before he moved slowly to the door to head out into the study where people gathered for a hunt. He moved slowly and allowed, and hoped, that Muse was following beside him.<br><br>One he got to the study he would stand there waiting for the others to arrive once they heard the call. He was smiling and seemed to be in a good mood as he stood there in his anthro form. He hoped they would enjoy this as much as he was going to, a chance to hit the enfants again so soon after they hit them once. They were going to cause them pain, and do something that they had never done before. Invade the Enfants territory and hunt there. He knew it was risky, but this was the perfect time, they didn't even have to go that far in to leave a message that they were not safe even in their own home.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LadyDiscord</strong> on <strong>08-08-2010, 01:42:35</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u">`•.•●•۰• ☪ •۰•●•.•´</span></strong><br>Ϛ O L I <span class="bbc_u">E L</span><br><strong><span class="bbc_u">`•.•●•۰• ☪ •۰•●•.•´</span></strong></div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u">Ш H</span> I T E</div><div align="center">(http://i724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/MizzLeo31/Hayden_P____Suicide_Girl_by_WaltLindsay.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"> "Oh hush" She barked over her shoulder. Her hair flying behind her as she entered the bedroom. She was ready for a victory. Hunting was the best preparation for a mission and sparring was even better. Her thoughts went back to the last time she and Dekoth played together. The adrenaline was intoxicating, heart beat pounding and the sheer power of her own will to win. She would often imagine what would be going through his head when they sparred with each other. Out of the entire pack she would say that she was indeed the fastest. The desire of the chase was companion and the speed her power. It was useful at any rate.<br><br>She heard the howl of the alpha calling. So they were all going out together? Wonderful and this meant that the day would only get better. Would the try for the other pack again. Some time had went by and every day their was chance of them growing stronger, but their pack was strong to. Hopefully it would stay that way despite personal beliefs. Well if they were going out on the hunt then there was no need for her to prep for an outing in the woods. She returned down the hall, her senses curious with anticipation. He stood there in his anthro form. Calvin was someone she held respect for and he seemed to be in an extraordinarily wonderful mood. Good. She stood next to Dekoth awaiting orders.</span><br><br><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u">`•.•●•۰• ☪ •۰•●•.•´</span></strong><br>Ƀ L O O D <span class="bbc_u">R U N N E R S</span><br><strong><span class="bbc_u">`•.•●•۰• ☪ •۰•●•.•´</span></strong></div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u">Ƀ</span> E T A</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LadySheikah</strong> on <strong>08-08-2010, 01:59:27</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=78141.msg3432614#msg3432614">Quote from: Travaius on 07-08-2010, 23:54:41</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Lohanis sighed as he looked over her. Allowing his hand to trail out of her hair and to the back of her neck. Trying to focus his thought, he allowed his fingers to work into her skin, slowly massaging her. Looking down at the floor, his fingers started to work harder. He knew he had to tell her everything, at least why it turned out like this. His eyes slowly looked up from the floor into her own.<br><br>“Wolves are organized in packs, that much I am sure you know. My…I mean our race is organized exactly the same way. My pack controls this area, and we choose to live as humans, with the humans. It was because I was trying to have a normal life that I found you and dated you. I fell in love with you, and&nbsp; couldn’t imagine life without you. That is why I married you. It was only after that another pack came in that it became dangerous. Not only do they want our territory, but they aren’t nice about it. I knew they would go after you eventually, so I had to leave. I didn’t want to, but it was best for you.&nbsp; Unfortunately, you became friends with my pack, and the other pack knew who you were. As for Marcoth and I, we will see how you feel about the change first. Then we will see how Marcoth and I are.”<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>It didn't take long for her to put together it was this "other pack" that attacked her. Though right now she really could not tell anyone how she felt about them. Her heart already to be a mess with emotions on high. But she was smart enough to know one thing, "If this other pack is trying to take over your pack's territory this is not a time for you to have hard feelings with members in your pack. Dose it really matter how I feel about what Marcoth turned me into? Shouldn't your mind be set to set aside your feelings until your threat is dealt with and your pack and land safe not <em>'we will see how you feel about the change first. Then we will see how Marcoth and I are.'</em> Personally I would be more aimed to work with my friend not fight with him in a time like this."<br><br>It was clear by the way she spoke Alex did not think herself a part of the pack or this being her land. Not yet that is. The girl no where in the mind set of an Alpha. Though something in the back of her mind fixed her loyalty to this man and his pack. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>08-08-2010, 02:16:07</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-family: vivaldi;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 30pt;" class="bbc_size">Lexine</span></span><br><br>(http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs45/i/2009/110/f/0/yellow_day_by_lidush.jpg)</div><br>Lexine was nestled against the wall that hugged her bed's headboard, her left leg extended over the bed. Her right was drawn up over her thigh. Her ankle bore a gash and some light bruising, which was being tended to eagerly. Her nimble fingers were tracing over the wound with a bandage, wrapping it tight. When it was done, she tacked it tight with several hooked bandage clips. The woman slid her legs off the bed then, pressing the balls of her feet to the floor and rolling up. She hissed quietly, her right knee buckling as pain shot up from her obviously sprained ankle. Lexine had gone out for a run to check the city limits and secure her mind of dangers as she usually did. She ran always with a few others, and this time the only danger they ran upon was a mangled car rim that had been discarded into the woods near the road. And Lexi, who was usually very aware of her environment, seemed to miss it, cutting against her back ankle.<br><br>They had returned home though rather swiftly in the past hour, and she realized that most of the upper ranking members were tending to Alex, the newest addition. <br><br>Lexi reached out, fingers grazing her wall as she took another step forward. She then moved over towards her dresser, pulling open her drawer. Inside, next to her stash of lacy and silk underwear, was a bottle of tequila. She raised it up and poured herself a shotglass, and downed it, the fire in her throat taking away from the wound. But she could not wipe away the thoughts that kept sweeping into her mind. Lexine could not cease to think of the many things that had distracted her earlier. Thoughts of Alex, Tavi, and a few other members within the pack. She couldn't help but think of danger, of what awaited in the future, as she was quite methodical at times when only left to her lonesome. The woman then realized she needed to breathe, to let it go. <br><br>Lexine slipped out of her bedroom, taking with her a sleek black and aluminum twisted cane (http://www.vikingmagic.com/ama/med/dancing_cane.jpg) that she had received from her father. She kept it more for keepsake than anything else, but it was times like this it came in handy. She clutched the top in her hand, pressing the rubbered black bottom against the floor silently as she moved towards Tavi's room, wondering what he was up to. Tavi, who always had a bit of business to get done. He was far more pack-minded than she was a lot of times, but it only meant that there was a lot to learn from him. As she reached his room, she rapped her knuckles over his door and waited.<br><br>"Tavi? It's Lexine. Thought I'd just stop by to talk." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinXAzgard21</strong> on <strong>08-08-2010, 11:31:04</strong>
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				Callax stretched out his arms to both sides, his bare chest expanding as he drew in breath.&nbsp; He let his eyes wander around the hallways and into the rooms with doors left open.&nbsp; &nbsp;<em>I will admit that this does beat living in a cave or in an underground den.</em>&nbsp; He thought to himself.&nbsp; &nbsp;His wandering eventually led him past Calvin's bedroom which smelled empty, <strong>"I guess he is in his study with the raging one"</strong> Callax muttered to himself as he continued on to his room.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>His room has always been kept simple, a bed window and some books were all that he needed.&nbsp; &nbsp;Simplicity was the best way to live as a Lycan, it was easier to leave things behind that way.&nbsp; Life was never an a pleasant and fun filled adventure, his clan was trapped and burned alive during their travels in Germany during World War Two.&nbsp; His family screamed as the flamethrowers slowly melted their flesh, tears stained his eyes as he was helpless to do anything.&nbsp; It was a year later that the hardest thing in his life to do, was to enlist into the German army just to stay alive.&nbsp; It is the only regret he has lived with and to this day it is like a wound that will never heal.<br><br>He snapped out of his thoughts of the past and of his family pack, the world is different now and he belongs to a new pack.&nbsp; <strong>"This is my family now, even though they don't move or think like one yet."</strong>&nbsp; He says as he stretches before laying on the bed to try and nap.<br><br>His eyes must have been closed but just for a few seconds when he heard the distinct howl of the alpha, a hunting call.&nbsp; He shot up out of bed, the lust for blood took over and so did the transformation.&nbsp; Callax rolled to the floor on all fours, his spine cracked and popped, the echo of the noises vibrating in his skull. It elongated quickly, pushing past his human height to the length of his True form.&nbsp; From nose to the tip of his tail, he would be a considerable length, dwarfing most others of his kind.&nbsp; His shoulders made a sickening crack when they dislocated to rotate into a new position to support the substantial bulk of his upper body.&nbsp; With the change in his spine and neck nearly completed, his face began to shift to accommodate the feral features.&nbsp; Callax's mouth open in a silent snarl, his jaw extended to make room for the multiple razor sharp fangs.&nbsp; His skull expanded, his maw protruding out, each fang pushing through his gums.&nbsp; His eyes stayed the same color, darkening to yellow around the pupils as they sank into his skull.&nbsp; The bones of his limbs grew, muscles reshaping into powerful forelegs and hind paws.&nbsp; His paws were the quickest of his transformation, the size comparable to large serving platters.&nbsp; Last, his tail curved out from his spine as fur cloaked his body.<br><br>Placing his from paws forward he arched and stretched out letting is muscles quickly adjust along with his senses before rushing to the location of the summoning howl.&nbsp; Callax had been waiting for a true hunt, maybe even some trophies to go along with it.&nbsp; <br><br>Moving swiftly towards the study, his pace slowing as he saw Calvin in his anthro form.&nbsp; Though Callax knew he was the biggest of the pack, he knew all to well it was never size that made the winner.&nbsp; Standing on all fours in his wolf form, Callax a pure blooded tundra werewolf would be at least to the waist of his alpha.<br><br>He approached Calvin and bowed his head before taking a seat on the opposing wall from him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>09-08-2010, 04:15:29</strong>
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				Sara was nestled down on the couch in the living room. She could feel the tension in the air most of the wolves were worried about the new female her included. Weeks ago she had meet her, and had fast become friends though she did not know who she was then. That night she had been just as shocked as that poor girl was. Sara was not sure how she felt about the events that happened that night. If he had wanted her to be a wolf wouldn't there Alpha had turned her when they where together? There obviously was a reason why he had not, and he seemed to be mad that it had happened. Alexandria had been her friend though, and she had not wanted to watch her die. Still why did it have to be her mate that turned her? Why couldn't the Alpha do it if that was what was to happen.<br><br>Sara had spent the days after the incident pretty much avoiding the others trying to sort out her own feelings. She avoided her mate because he smelled of her. She avoided the others mostly because she just wasn't feeling that social. A lot of the time she found herself going by the Alphas bedroom. She never went in, but she wondered if Alexandria would be ok. She really had liked her, and if&nbsp; she could grasp what had happened there friendship could continue. She also felt perhaps a bit of pity for the girl. It was a bad thing her Alpha had done taking off on the girl like that. All this mess could have been avoided if he had been just a bit more truthfull. <br><br>Sara flipped through a book. She was lying on the sofa propped up on her elbows. Her long black hair cascaded over her face hiding her features and making anyone wonder how she could see the book. She was wearing a tight black shirt with a long black skirt
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Travaius</strong> on <strong>09-08-2010, 04:48:58</strong>
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				Dekoth’s eyes went wide as he heard the howl. He was looking forward to a private hunt with his mate and now he had to prepare to hunt with the whole pack. Turning towards the study, he sighed as he shook his head. He couldn’t quite grasp why Calvin would want to go on a full hunt now.&nbsp; Even if Musette didn’t run and tell him about what happened between them, Dekoth hadn’t exactly hidden his anger over how the last engagement turned out. Taking them out together could spell trouble, but he new missing it would only cause a fight, and he promised Soleil he would try to stop fighting.<br><br>Moving into the study, he looked over Calvin in his anthro form, any hope that this was just a meeting left him as he did. They really wanted to run a hunt while there was still so much tension. As soon as Soleil stood next to him, his arm crept around her, pulling her to his side possessively in front of Calvin. As much as he respected Calvin, he refused to be intimidated by him.<br><br>“So where shall we hunt? The park sounds like a good spot, should be a few good people still running there. Might even be a little bit of a challenge.”<br><br>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br><br>Lohanis sighed as he stood up, pulling his hand away as he did so. He didn’t want to get into a fight with her, didn’t want to give her a reason to put up a wall between him and her. Turning away from her for a moment, he started to collect the jumbled thoughts that were in his head. So many things needed to be decided, and quickly. Turning back to face her, he nodded slowly.<br><br>“Marcoth and I have known each other long enough to not let it come between us for too long. Even if I am wrong in that opinion, we would never let anything jeopardize the security of&nbsp; the pack. But I agree, people in the pack should talk out there problems, especially at a time like this. We need perfect cohesion so that once we meet a threat again, we don’t make any mistakes. That is why I am in here, making sure that you are fine, alive, and well. You are a member of the pack now, you are one of us. You do realize that right?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazyIvan</strong> on <strong>09-08-2010, 05:10:10</strong>
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				Calvin stood there smiling as more of his packmates came in and faced him. He knew there was tension, but he hoped that this newest plan would turn things around and make them a bit more happy and willing. He looked to Dekoth who was one of the packmates who choose not to fear him or show fear when he looked at Calvin. Calvin just looked at him and stared at him for a few seconds before smiling, he knew that not one wolf here could beat him in a challenge though Callax was larger then him, by a bit, as he was in front of him, not one was stronger and his intelligence just added to that. Once everyone had assembled he looked over all of them with a smile as he stood there in anthro form.<br><br>"Now I know tensions are high right now, and I understand, but tonight I have called a very special hunt" he said as he looked to be in a great mood. "Well Dekoth we will be hunting near a park, but not one that is near us and it might be a challenge. Tonight we hunt not on our turf, to night we hunt for blood, food, and to sow the seeds of the Enfants destruction. As some of you are aware the Enfants, seem to love the prey and hold parties one of them is coming up soon. We are going to leave them a message from now till then and beyond that even in their own and on their turf they are not safe. The Alpha was a warning, to sow confusion, distrust, hate, and to weaken the group. They now have a weak alpha female that is injured and will slow them down, she may not even see what she is yet. That means that they will have to protect her more" he said as he stood there giving his speech in most inspiring and influential way he could.<br><br>"This means that they will focus on guarding the head, the Alpha's and beta's and their small home, not all of their turf. And if I am right Lohanis and Marcoth will not be on the best terms for right now. that means they will be guarding their head even more and leaving their body and turf open. That means that is our time to strike them we hunt on the Enfants territory we hunt for the rich that go to the party to leave a message and sow hate and fear into their hearts. But this is just the beginning we will show them that the old ways are best and that the Blood Runners are strong and not something to be chased away, that we are strong and will win. So come my brother and sisters let use prepare for a hunt that like no other one that will take us into near the heart of the Enfants and one that will make people fear them and their parties" he said smiling as he looked at them. One thing that Calvin was good at was motivating his pack to move, even when they were down and these type of speeches were all it took to move them and to get the gears moving. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Golden Touch</strong> on <strong>09-08-2010, 08:40:04</strong>
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				Her visage contorted into the hungry for the Hunt, tension lining her body as she moving beside him with purpose.&nbsp; Though a Hunt was unorthodox, perhaps it would be best.&nbsp; The hallway from Calvin's bedroom to his study was lined with doors, each for a different packmate.&nbsp; As she and her mate halted outside his study, she stood beside him, eyes bleeding feral as she steeled her emotions.&nbsp; The howl had resonated in her bones, a call to gather, to Hunt.&nbsp; After Musette and Calvin took up their post, the first her eyes wandered over was Callax.&nbsp; He had chosen a form he knew well, the impression length and breadth of Callax's wolf form filling up quite a bit of space.&nbsp; She had theories to do with that packmate, and Muse knew that he was different from the others.<br><br>When her eyes flickered to Dekoth, her face morphing into something feral and angry.&nbsp; As much as tensions ran high, she seethed with the need to put the male in his place.&nbsp; It was maddening to leave his punishment to Calvin, but she let it go until later... They needed their full strength now.&nbsp; Later she would bring it up to Calvin, and enjoy the blood letting that followed.&nbsp; Dekoth's mate was a gorgeous girl, and Musette inclined her head in greeting.&nbsp; While she had no second in command, even as the mate of the Alpha male, Soleil was the closest thing to a second in command that she had.&nbsp; An amused growl trickled from her lips, only half listening to her mate's speech.&nbsp; Her mind was all ready on the coming Hunt.&nbsp; She needed no motivation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tydorei</strong> on <strong>09-08-2010, 09:12:13</strong>
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				Morrigan initially had bad feelings when she heard Calvins hunting howl. At the moment, she wanted to be away from the pack as Dekoths blunt remarks had annoyed her as did Dekoth and Soleil's affectionate behavior and talking as if she wasn't present. Also the pack had some big eaters and it was unlikely she would get to eat her fill as she had to eat last. She slipped into Calvins study after everyone else had arrived and kept herself apart from the others. Despite the call, Morrigan still found herself uncertain if Calvin meant for her to come as well. After hearing Calvins intention Morrigans interest was raised due to the plans potential ramifications. If they hunted in the Enfants De Luna territory there was a chance they would run into one or more of their members. That would be a good opportunity for her to gain some respect within her pack as she noted Musette did not even acknowledge her presence amongst the pack.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LadyDiscord</strong> on <strong>09-08-2010, 21:31:56</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u">`•.•●•۰• ☪ •۰•●•.•´</span></strong><br>Ϛ O L I <span class="bbc_u">E L</span><br><strong><span class="bbc_u">`•.•●•۰• ☪ •۰•●•.•´</span></strong></div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u">Ш H</span> I T E</div><div align="center">(http://i724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/MizzLeo31/Hayden_P____Suicide_Girl_by_WaltLindsay.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"> She had to admit Calivn was bursting with anew found energy she hadn't expected before. He was in a really good which meant a hopeful victory. Nodding her head respectfully as Muse passed by she couldn't help but feel and notice the tension in the room. Beyond that was an opportunity that could be a great reward for them all. Even though sleep was still nibbling at her she was ready. Noticing how firm&nbsp; Dekoth's arm was around his was she patted his arm gently to calm him. Sure he was still tensed up, but maybe this little run of theirs would relax him a bit and if not she had other ways of getting him to calm himself. Everyone by now had gathered in the pack den and she felt Morrigans distant nature, but it was suddenly shifted and hopefully. She of course thought Calvin was placing them all an opportunity to prove themselves. It was like a test. A test they would pass.<br><br>Already she felt the bones began to twist and shift under her skin as her eyes flickered from their usual green to a deep amber. Had she been holding her breath the whole time during Calvin's speech? She felt like as she drew in a sharp breath. Her arm snaking around her mates and pinching his side. She smiled and was very happy why if her tail was iut she would be wagging it. even though wagging was for dogs.</span><br><br><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u">`•.•●•۰• ☪ •۰•●•.•´</span></strong><br>Ƀ L O O D <span class="bbc_u">R U N N E R S</span><br><strong><span class="bbc_u">`•.•●•۰• ☪ •۰•●•.•´</span></strong></div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u">Ƀ</span> E T A</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MarcothTalos</strong> on <strong>10-08-2010, 01:29:27</strong>
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				Growling low in his throat Marcoth perked himself up off the wall and felt his body shake slightly, his mate was annoyed. One thing they could always tell of each other once mated was their emotions, even though Marcoth had Sara by at least 50 years, he knew she was right at home with him and even he couldn't hide his emotions from her. Worry was all that was on his mind, with a hint of excitement knowing that a real fight was coming to them. The blood would rain and the peasants would be slaughtered. Walking out of his room he moved through the hallway stopping in front of Lohanis' door for a moment listening to the two speak and shrugging off the comments he heard about himself and the Alpha's butting heads. <br><br>Moving through the hall Marcoth's large feet felt soft again the carpet and his very bright blue eyes seemed to accent his chiseled face and short hair cut even more as they gazed upon Sara laying on the couch. Smiling lightly, Marcoth approached her, knowing his scent was mixed with Alex's he cared not. It had been two days since he had been able to touch her, the only woman who could calm his animal side was her. "Good evening lassy." Marcoth's thick Irish accent soaked his words as he spoke "How have you been?" His hand dropped down to her softly running his rough large hand through her hair. <br><br>"I trust we can be around each other once again?" His tone was almost meek as he hoped it were true with his scent and not to mention his thoughts telling him that the "Blood Runners" Would react to this knowing they would be disorganized. His eyes searched Sara's as he grit his teeth hoping that she would not stare at him in lust or hate, and that they could begin to prepare for the up and coming. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Foxfyr</strong> on <strong>10-08-2010, 03:36:52</strong>
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				Tavi had spent the past several minutes laying in bed, staring at the ceiling and wondering what would happen in the next few days.&nbsp; The pack leaders were so preoccupied by Alex that they were starting to lose focus of the big picture.&nbsp; The attack upon her was a message of things to come, especially since she had been turned rather than left to her fate.&nbsp; Not that Tavi could blame the Beta for his decision; he too had grown rather fond of Alexandria’s company as he had gotten to know her since she started attending parties.&nbsp; It would have been a waste of a great personality to let her bleed out on the cold concrete.&nbsp; There was little doubt in his mind that the Blood Runners have gotten wind of the turn of events and were likely planning their next action while they still had the opportunity.<br><br>There was a knock on his door and Tavi found his hand reach to his hip, feeling the outline of his gun out of reflex.&nbsp; The sound of his mate’s voice made him sigh out of annoyance at himself as he walked to the door.&nbsp; <em>I’m putting too much thought into this.&nbsp; There is no need to let this fear control me; the pack will pull together once the shit hits the fan.&nbsp; We will get through this as we always do with threats to the family.</em>&nbsp; Tavi had forgotten his door was closed, something that he always did when utilizing the safe for obvious reason.&nbsp; A smile spread across his lips as he was greeted by Lexine’s beautiful face.&nbsp; “You know you don’t have to knock, lover.&nbsp; Why is it that you insist on doing so during the day, but it is your nightly visits that you practically kick my door in?”&nbsp; Humor was one of his many methods of distracting himself with the stresses of life, as was parties, booze, and sex.&nbsp; For now, two of those three weren't at hand and from the sound of Lexine's tone, neither was the third.&nbsp; "Come on in, babe.&nbsp; What do you want to talk about?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>10-08-2010, 08:32:10</strong>
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				Sara growled softly sitting up and pushing the book she had been attempting to read off the couch with such force that after it hit the floor it skidded a few inches and opened up to a random page. The action alone was probably enough to tell her mate that she was still annoyed.&nbsp; Though why she was not sure. At the parties he had been with other girls before and she never thought herself the jealous type. He had only done what he did to save her life, but she didn't like her scent on him one bit. <br><br>Her dark eyes looked into his blue ones and she wasn't sure if she wanted to growl at him or jump him right there. She should have known she couldn't avoid her mate forever, and the livingroom probably was not the best place to hide either. She crossed her arms over her chest and sat up straight on the couch. <br><br>" why don't you go check on the girl, your obviously worried about her?" She asked him her tone very cold. <br><br>The fact that she was worried about her friend too didn't seem to matter at the moment. She didn't have to be fair at the moment. Though she knew she couldn't keep up this annoyance for much longer. She wanted to be with her mate. She felt like he calmed her as much as she calmed him. Plus now was not a good time for there to be cracks in the pack. The blood hunters would strike again, while the Alpha female was weak. So the rest would have to be strong. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MarcothTalos</strong> on <strong>10-08-2010, 11:40:01</strong>
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				As Sara throw the book Marcoth growled low in his throat at her, his eyes narrowing. He could feel her anger, but also her confusion, it was a bond only the older ones knew. As the weres aged they often got more and more connected to their mates, soon being able to hear thoughts of them across worlds, and often times being able to have physical contact without being in the same country, they were not there yet. It pained him when she snapped at him about Alex. "I would check on her but I felt that time would be better spent with you lass. Why does saving the human who you considered a friend offend you so? The parties we have entertained our more sexual pleasures with others, yet this makes you jealous?"<br><br>Stepping towards her he gripped her arm from her chest and lifted her clean off the couch, his eyes glaring at her in a sort of playful manner as he pulled her close. Although he had just yanked her from the couch, he did so and still caused no pain with his very large but gentle hands. As he pulled her to him he held her for a moment, his head lowering down to her much shorter body and rubbed his nose on the top of her head like a dog. Inhaling her scent he could smell her arousal.....and her anger. Which usually meant one hell of a night for him, but she was right in her emotions, she wanted to see Alex as much as he did.<br><br>Smirking he backed up from her and looked her over. "Would you like to join me in seeing her, or would you like to allow your emotion to override you and you jump me right here and now?" He winked at her as he smiled.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>10-08-2010, 17:50:53</strong>
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				Lexine watched the door part open and smiled brightly upon seeing Tavi there. She stepped forward, hand still clutching the cane as she nuzzle close to him as he spoke. Her lips tugged into a grin as her free hand reached back and shut the door. Lexi always felt fire when she saw Tavi, and undeniably perfect attraction. The chemistry she had with him worked like an otherworldly magnetism. He was her rock when she was about to fly away in the wind, and she was his home when his mind found no rest in the world. Lexine pressed her cheek to his shoulder, breathing in his scent. Her nostrils flared and a warm sensation filled her chest as he never lost that fragrance of himself. She would always be able to tell Tavi from anyone else. While he could perhaps do the same for her. Lexine always bore a floral scent of honeysuckles and pine, that was both very natural yet bore the sweet seductive touch and the flavors of the wild. <br><br>The woman slipped out of his grip and moved for the bed, leaning the cane to the wall and settling down. She dropped her gaze from him to herself, glancing at her attire of an olive green tank top and black lounge shorts (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-thing?.out=jpg&amp;size=l&amp;tid=6841560). Lexine pulled her legs up and laid onto Tavi's bed and patted the mattress beside her for him to join her. <br><br>"I knock in the daylight because I think you've gotten used to me jumping your bones at night- it might frighten you if I gave you some of my surprise sex." She chuckled. "And, for talking? I just... I just wanted good company. You know you put me at ease with no words at all." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>10-08-2010, 19:16:12</strong>
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				Sara growled softly as he pulled her up, but as he pulled her close some of her anger seemed to melt.&nbsp; She&nbsp; took in a deep breath breathing in his scent even if it was mixed with the girl. It still calmed her. She had never been able to stay annoyed at her mate for long, and this seemed like it wouldn't be the exception. She was more in the mood to jump him then put the effort in trying to remain angry over something she didn't quite understand herself. He had only been saving her life.<br><br>She looked at him with a playfull smile as he backed away from her. As tempting as jumping him sounded , they had bigger things to worry about right now then taking care of her other needs. It could wait. She walked up close to him and nipped playfully at his chest. Then she grabbed his hand and started to pull him toward the Alphas bedroom. " Lets see how are friend is doing first....then I might jump you." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LadySheikah</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 02:28:35</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=78141.msg3439223#msg3439223">Quote from: Travaius on 09-08-2010, 04:48:58</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Lohanis sighed as he stood up, pulling his hand away as he did so. He didn’t want to get into a fight with her, didn’t want to give her a reason to put up a wall between him and her. Turning away from her for a moment, he started to collect the jumbled thoughts that were in his head. So many things needed to be decided, and quickly. Turning back to face her, he nodded slowly.<br><br>“Marcoth and I have known each other long enough to not let it come between us for too long. Even if I am wrong in that opinion, we would never let anything jeopardize the security of&nbsp; the pack. But I agree, people in the pack should talk out there problems, especially at a time like this. We need perfect cohesion so that once we meet a threat again, we don’t make any mistakes. That is why I am in here, making sure that you are fine, alive, and well. You are a member of the pack now, you are one of us. You do realize that right?”<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><br>There was already a wall there it seem thought. Most likely built when he left but who knew. Maybe it was a quick wall that was built when she took that walk the night she was attacked. She did not answer him right away, mostly taking in the sounds of the building and of the street life outside. Funny how well her hearing was now, she could hear a train passing by. There must have been a transit station not to far from here. After a few minutes she would finally speak, "I don't know. I don't know a lot of things right now. All I know is my shoulder hurts and I should be dead. That night of the party I thought you, everyone was nuts. A now I'm living proof that what we are is real. I don't know what I'm trying to say."<br><br>She would try and move to the side of the bed. Place her feet on the ground and the glass of water on the night stand. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MarcothTalos</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 03:15:34</strong>
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				Smirking to Sara at the way she held him back. Feeling her arousal throughout her entire body he knew that she would soon be in heat, regardless of his actions in the near future, since his scent always put her over the edge for some reason. As she looked up at him and smirked with that comment Marcoth could only sigh with a smile. "Yes m'lady I shall be the post for you to jump after a visit with the little one." Laughing he knocked on the door of the Alpha and entered shortly after that showing his presence by first standing in the doorway a moment taking in the scene, and showing his size as he filled up the entire doorway and had to duck slightly to come into the room. <br><br>Upon stepping inside with Sara in close tow Marcoth bowed his head slightly towards Lohanis and smiled extending his hand to the man who he called Alpha. "Good evening brother, I trust she is healing well?" His voice a soft tone mixed with his accent of some far off land that most couldn't pin point. He was a large bear of a man, which seemed to tell his background was viking or something close to it, yet the lack of hair on his body and the height of his body also seemed extreme for that background. Standing there wearing only his loose, low hanging pair of slightly torn up jeans he looked from Alex to Lohanis. She was in the middle of standing which made Marcoth smile about the fact that she was able to stand. His eyes looked over her body as he kept his hand to Lohanis, taking in every detail of her and knowing from the smell in the smell in the room that his blood still flowed fresh in her veins. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Living Among Wolves [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 19:57:45</strong>
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				Sarah followed Marcoth into the Alphas room. The scent made her want to growl, but she shook the feelings off. Her dark eyes looked at Lohanis for a moment and then at Alex. She was getting up that had to be a good sign. She wanted to go hug her friend, but wasn't sure if that was a good thing to do. She didn't have any idea how she was taking any of this. So instead she just smiled and asked. " hey, Alex are you feeling ok?" <br><br>It sounded stupid even to here. Of course she wouldn't be ok...She had just discovered her husband was not what she thought he was. Got attacked by wolf, and was now a wolf herself, thrown into a war between to packs. 
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