The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC
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				Title: <strong>The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>azzmeister89</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 01:25:09</strong>
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				(http://www.hot2me.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/Romulo-Pires-587x311.jpg)<br><br>It had been almost seven hours since the effects of the months full moon had worn off and having locked himself away so that he wouldn't slaughter hundreds of people, Nathaniel was now, as he always was after the full moon, hungry. Bright wolf yellow eyes watched from atop the skyscraper at the bustling night life of Chicago and the three thousand year old werewolf could not help but grin. Chicago was his territory, his city. These people were his prey, his flock of sheep.<br><br>It had always been an amusement to the wolves to consider humans as sheep, truly the term "wolf in sheep's clothing" had never been more apt. Three nights ago, Nathaniel had stood on this rooftop, transformed into the giant elephant sized white wolf that was the beast within him and let out a long and ear splitting howl. Such was his size that he was certain every wolf in America would have heard it and been drawn to the summons, the wolves in other parts of the world would have to wait.<br>It was then that something caught his eye, even from atop Chicago's tallest building he could see the streets in perfect detail. a young woman was running and she seemed scared. As predicted most people ignored her, to wrapped up in there own lives to care for the problems of others but it was not the woman who he was paying attention to, it was her follower. White long coat, a cross stitched into the back, there was no mistake "Inquisition" he muttered to himself "she's probably connected to one of us somehow, or she was bitten last night, either way she doesn't smell like she's turned yet" Nathaniel took a casual step off the edge of the building, falling with an expression as if he was walking down the stairs, his long leather trench coat billowing in the wing, the old fashioned cotten white shirt underneath was tucked neatly into the dark jeans that matched the military style boots. Nobody noticed when he suddenly landed on his feet in the streets bellow, unaware of how he got there, most likely not even knowing he was there in the first place.<br><br>Fifteen meters from the target. He began a slow walk, tailing the hunter and making him the truly hunted. Nathaniel followed for roughly fifteen minutes, his unsettling wolf eyes never leaving the man as he slunk through crowed of humans with ease, not even having to look where he was going. Eventually the arrived at a nightclub, the woman obviously wanted to loose her follower here. When he entered the wolf quickly found his prey and chuckled, it seemed he had met up with his partner and in a silent chase, had almost cut the woman off. Nathaniel was quick to take the offensive. Without anyone noticing he pinned the original hunter to a wall in a dark corner and with a savage yet low snarl ripped his throat apart and drained his dry of blood, two birds with one stone. the second hunter was female and after he quickly wiped away the blood on his face with a handkerchief, dragged her outside and with a sharp blow to the head, knocked her out, the woman wouldn't even know who had saved her, no matter that wasn't important.<br><br>&nbsp;It was not easy going unnoticed through a busy city with an unconscious woman draped over your shoulder but Nathaniel managed somehow and soon he was a wolf again, running faster then a car through dense forest, the woman hanging from his slightly parted jaw until he reached the place. stopping he dropped her to the ground and changed back to human form. Standing naked was normally nothing to him but he was about to address total strangers so appearances were everything. squatting down he opened the bag he had strapped onto the woman and removed his cloths, it never hurt to be prepared.<br><br>Once he was dressed Nathaniel took the woman by the scruff of her neck and dragged her behind him as he walked up a small hill, upon reaching the top the ancient wolf looked out to the small colony he had built, one hundred wooden cabins large enough to house fifty people with beds, six small bars fully stocked, a doctors cabin, play buildings for any children and between them all was the largest gathering of wolves he had even seen. He raised his hands up for silence and a few seconds later the loud buzz of voices that had gotten louder at his arrival turned to nothing "just over three thousand years ago, a tribe from the north of Hadrian's wall in Brittan made a pact with the spirits they worshiped and drank the blood of the mighty wolf which they respected and feared" many of them who had looked sceptical when he arrived all seemed curious now, not many knew the origin story for there people "with that power we transformed into gigantic beasts and tore our enemies to shreds no matter if they were rival tribes or roman!" a few cheered "then when our power became so great that we began to know peace we bred with the women of our tribe and birthed the next generation of wolves, those born with the power, they were not as strong as the first of us but they had gifts that we had not, better control when the full moon forces us to change, and the venom that allows humans to be turned who were weaker still then the natural born but still had gifts of there own" he stopped then and looked down at the woman who was waking up now, looking dazed.<br><br>"the Vatican and the holy church got wind of our species, how could they not we were so large in numbers and those of us who drank the blood were growing so large that the people were getting scared. So they sent there hunters and so began there attempt to eradicate the wolf species" his eyes got a hollow look in them then "we fought at first but they learned our weakness soon enough, Silver, even a little is enough to make a powerful wolf sick for weeks, they used this weapon with leathel effect and we were forced to flee until we were so far apart we formed smaller, lesser packs and as they continued to hunt us and kill us. We began to kill each other" the last words were said with such sorrow that he saw a few of the people bellow him look down with sadness too "today my brothers and sisters, i have called you here to correct that" he grabbed the woman who was looking panicked and pulled her to her feet "this woman is one of there hunters" he snarled the last word "sent to kill you" he said it to everyone but he knew they would all take it personally "but i say, we should take the fight to them, join me and i promise you, every wolf that has died by them or will die by them will be avenged enough to dye the moon red" he let go of the woman then and stepped back, ripping off his jacket and shirt to reveal his heavily scared chest from constant battles, on his right shoulder was a vivid red burn mark from when the Inquisition had caught him and burned a silver cross into his skin. <br><br>With a low rummble he let his body rip apart as he became the elephant sized white wolf again, snarling he pushed the woman off the hill so that she fell into the crowed who were probably eager to kill her then lifting his head he howled again and the roaring cheer obviously meant they approved, turning he stalked away again to a smaller cabin not to far from where he had given the speech. His own personal home in the woods. Nathaniel let himself become human again and still naked stepped inside, they would probably party all night and he wondered just how many pups would be born from it. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 03:57:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/44b16dba-8f97-413c-aa8c-2f79bd758876_zpsfdb926af.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/44b16dba-8f97-413c-aa8c-2f79bd758876_zpsfdb926af.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Dr. Hayden Jamerson<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Any<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside Doctor's Cabin<br><hr><br>Leaning against the edge of the door frame of her Father's, well now her, Cabin, a small smirk curved Hayden's lips as she looked out on the colony that so few people knew even existed...much less existed this close to Chicago. It always amazed her when she came here, the sight of humans and Wolves - well all Werewolves except for her and her Father usually - mingling was such an odd sight. The very first time her Father had brought her here she'd nearly gone into a frenzy trying to see everything and everyone that made up the Chicago Pack. there had been no fear or trepidation in her as she'd run between the buildings, laughing in glee, tumbling with young Wolves, little more than pups themselves, with no care for the fact that they were stronger, faster, and more agile than she was.<br><br>It had been the beginning of her obsession with caring for these creature, an obsession that had been passed down through her family for generations, a trust they had held sacred since the first Tribes had made their pact with the spirits to enable them to repel the Romans.<br><br>Seeing Nathaniel come loping into the colony with a woman in tow, she straightened slightly, her eyes widening as he spoke to the Wolves that were there before throwing the woman to them like so much scrap! Shuddering she forced herself to watch, to see the woman's fate, and gave silent thanks to the Spirits her Father had taught her to revere, that the Wolves weren't <em>her</em> enemy. Personally she thought the Vatican to be a bunch of foolish old women to pit themselves against such creatures instead of choosing to ally themselves with them instead. <br><br>"How like the Church to try and destroy anything it doesn't understand," she muttered under her breath.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealdreamer</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 04:07:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1013.photobucket.com/albums/af255/fellea/Amber_1280x420.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Amber Vanlaer <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering <br><hr><br>Already, reservations were rearing their ugly heads up to grump and thump around inside Amber's ever busy brain. She, like many, if not all of them here, had heard, no, <em>felt</em> Nathaniel's cry. It was a thing that one simply didn't hear. No. It was something that pulled one from the navel upwards, pulsing hot and sudden like a bolt of lightning. Something that gripped one by their wolfish roots, willing or no, and bid them to answer. Never one to instantly heed the bidding of her lupine nature before her brain, it'd taken all her will power to stave off a transformation and the instantaneous need to speed off in a cloud of dust and fur into the sunset. In fact, Amber had postponed the rest of her schedule for the day to curl up and force the instincts back down where they belonged...<br><br>Reaching down, Amber slid her hand along the little curve of her belly, stroking the skin where, only a few days ago, below the surface, she'd felt the sweet agony of everything wolfish pull at her. The taste of fresh, hot blood across her tongue; the rush of blood drowning out all other sound from her ears; the ache of every muscle screaming at her to run; the smell of earth ripping apart beneath her paws. All this and more beckoned to her, clawed at her from the inside out, beckoning her with a clawed, crooked finger to indulge and be free.<br><br>"Stupid." Amber spit at the ground beside her, narrowly missing the feet of another wolf, who, like herself, had obeyed the summons of their arrogant, ambitious, would-be-rebel-leader, Nathaniel.<br><br>"... stupid, stupid. Why rile them all like this? Why the big rally?" Sure, there was the proverbial fuck fest to be had at such a massive gathering of the wolves. In fact, Amber had to admit the pickings were prime, if only for the sheer numbers of their kind that Nathaniel's bellows had ushered in from across the globe. Although very little actually moved the she-wolf enough to submit and play with another, that didn't mean she didn't feel the power rippling through the air like every other bitch in the area. Mated or no, the surge of emotion and the spike of hormones that perfumed the air tickled ever so persuasively at the loins, and Amber, healthy female she was, held herself back with what <em>she</em> considered to be an admirable amount of reserve. Already wolves in both human and beast form had paired off within the crowd, singing their ecstasy to the skies and the dirt alike. Gritting her teeth, Amber turned her attention back from the throng to the supposed threat that'd been thrown into their midst. The woman. The spy. Nails bit into her palm hard enough to draw blood as she fought back the urge to pounce on such an obviously defeated thing. She was sure not every other wolf would be so disciplined.<br><em><br>'She's going to die tonight.'</em> Amber thought inwardly. It wasn't a question to herself, it was a certainty. Because even as the vision of Nathaniel's bestial form played out, impressive and distracting as it was, the scent of prey never left her nostrils. Detecting the scents of those lesser than themselves was just a habit, and when the frenzy of their wolf halves were near. Well. It was just in their nature. Somewhere distantly, Amber caught the scent of other less than wolf creatures littering the crowd. They too would be in danger if not attentive to the pack that was set to boil over.<br><br>"-hey! Easy there pal!" Feeling a shoulder knock into her own during all the excitement, Amber growled low and slow in her throat as she rounded on the unknown wolf.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 07:03:38</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><br>Harley stood still, hand running through his hair as he looked around, the call he heard had raddled him to the bone and he hadn't known why but here he was now, standing there with the man had made it. He wondered what the deal of it all was but then he wasn't sure he wanted to know at all anymore. He shook his head and looked around again, still unable to think of what was going on. He hadn't been doing much when he had gotten the call but that didn't much matter anymore, here he was, for better or worse. <br><br>He yawned and looked around, he loved to be a wolf, he always had. He loved the way the beast rippled under his skin. It had always given him a rush and he could never get enough, it always left him wanting more of it all. He hoped that he would get into that real soon. He wondered how it all was going to go down. He began to whistle slowly and shifted from foot to foot, dancing a little bit in place.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>El Maligno</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 08:21:31</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong>Steve Matthews <br><strong>Tagged:</strong>Open<br><strong>Location:</strong>Wolf Gathering? <br><hr><br>&nbsp;(http://blog.zap2it.com/pop2it/ian-somerhalder-season-4-vampire-diaries.jpg)<strong> (Also what he is currently wearing) </strong><br><br>Steve was off to the side of the group gathered together being whipped up into a frenzy. He was leaning against a tree as he listened to the fiery speech feeling his own blood start to boil. The man sure knew how to work up the crowd. He thought back on a few days ago when he had heard that unearthly howl. He smiled as he felt a slight shiver go up his spine. He had heard stories of the original wolves and occasionally heard rumors of a few being alive still. He heard a lot of different things, such was the way of life when you wandered the world. People made up stories for all sorts of reasons, either they needed to believe or wanted someone else to believe in something. Until a few days ago he did not place much stock in the idea of an "Original" Werewolf being alive in this day and age. He had intended to only be passing through Chicago when he heard a howl that pulled something deep inside of him. He didn't need his heightened sense of hearing to pinpoint the location of the howler, as he scaled a nearby building as quickly as he could in a back alley. hen he had reached the top of the small building he could smell a scent that was was definitely the scent of a wolf but was....different. <br><br>He remembered following that scent into the woods and was greeted with the sight of a safe haven for his people. He was actually quite amazed that something like this existed. It was true being in a pack made a wolf stronger as lone wolfing it tended to have a short life span. He had never been apart of a group larger than 10 wolves. It had been a long time since he was apart of something special like a family. He had roamed the world for roughly 90 years and never felt like he belonged. He cursed himself as he tore his mind off his most likely dead family members. He instead decided to look around as he noticed that the lust and excitement in the air set off by this new leader or Alpha created with his speech. He saw several couples begin to branch off and both in wolf form and in their human forms. He looked over where the hunter was now laying prone surrounded by a bunch of angry/excited wolves.<br><br><em>She's already dead....</em><br><br>As he pushed off the tree intending to find out more about this new place he moved aside to avoid a couple too busy locking lips to pay attention to where they were bumbling across when he felt his shoulder knock into someone he heard the low rumbling growl turning around intending to give off a snide answer to the "watch it" he had earned but as he turned he saw that he had nudged a beautiful woman with big brown eyes. His sarcasm died in his throat as he instead muttered "Sorry....adam and eve weren't watching where they were going...." Steve jerked his head towards the young couple behind him still staggering around lips locked.<br><br>"Didn't mean to hit you..." He let out a breath as he asked "So...what is all...this." Steve gestured to the safe haven around them. <br><br>"As you can see I'm sort of...new in town." He finished with an amused smile. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealdreamer</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 15:29:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1013.photobucket.com/albums/af255/fellea/Amber_1280x420.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Amber Vanlaer <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Steve Matthews/Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering <br><hr><br>"What's wrong? You weren't looking for the furry Woodstock? You can feel it too just like the rest of us, buddy, which means don't be surprised if you stumble across a little more than heavy petting." Imitating his gesture around the area, Amber's growl subsided, but the hard line in her brows didn't. She kept her eyes on his once they were there, simply to let the stranger know her level of dominance. Old habits seemed to work the best in an area this thick with wolves, and she wasn't about to forget them now. First impressions were everything.<br><br>"... and lest you think the whole of Chicago has housed all these brethren of ours for years and you just happened to miss the memo, we're <em>all</em> sort of new in town. I don't know shit about this city, or these wolves, or you." Shifting her weight from one to the other, Amber folded her arms, palms resting at her upper arms, and gave her unknown company a pointed stare. One that more or less burned a loud, <em>well?</em>.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 17:03:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5tohp3FX61r0ioz9o1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Tasha Alexander<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><hr><br>Tasha had been reading at home when she heard. No, when she felt it. It was strange, and at first she fought it...not even knowing what 'it' was. She felt odd. Hot, restless, hungry, wild and almost feverish. She would say that it was one of those nights where she'd need to lock herself up, but it wasn't the right time of the month. Something was different, and it could be very, very wrong. Still, she didn't want to go to the doctor, as she knew she couldn't tell them the truth. <br><br>After a couple of days resisting, she sensed something different. She wanted...no, needed...to go. She didn't know where, but she simply put on jeans and a fitted t-shirt that hugged her petite body and ample curves nicely. She wore low boots and carried a jacket. Her red curls were up in a ponytail, and grabbed her purse before heading out. She got in her car and rolled the window down. Then she set off. <br><br>Following the way she instinctively knew was right, she went a ways into a different part of the woods and then parked her car off the road. Getting out, she used her nose (as odd as she thought it was) to follow the trail. As she drew closer, she could see lights and hear both howls and moans. She told herself she should turn back, as this could be some cult orgy, but her body kept moving closer. <br><br>Finally she came into the clearing and her eyes widened.&nbsp; There were humans engaging in sex, and...wolves? Suddenly all her research meant nothing. She'd never seen anything like this! Paling, she felt panic rising. What had she walked into and why had she been led to it? Overwhelmed by the sight, she stood like a deer in headlights before quickly ducking behind a tree. She knew she should run and try to forget about it, but she was drawn here like a magnet, and she couldn't bring herself to leave yet. Besides, running might get her noticed, and she didn't want to be. <br><br>Little did she know that the wolf in her blood was making her smell of adrenaline and arousal. Gripping into the tree she was hiding behind, she told herself she'd just stay and watch for a little but more. Besides, this could all just be a strange dream.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>El Maligno</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 19:16:33</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong>Steve Matthews <br><strong>Tagged:</strong>Amber Vanlaer/Open<br><strong>Location:</strong>Gathering <br><hr><br>&nbsp;(http://blog.zap2it.com/pop2it/ian-somerhalder-season-4-vampire-diaries.jpg)<strong> (Also what he is currently wearing) </strong><br><br>Steve smirked at the comment about a furry Woodstock very much amused. The air was filled with enough pheromones to cut it with a knife. He liked the hard look in her eyes meeting him stare for stare. This was no submissive plaything for that he was sure. "I think the original Woodstock was enough for me personally though I won't lie and say my blood isn't boiling at the moment. I just tend to keep myself in control....I don't like losing control of myself. Nothing wrong with a bit of free love....after all who knows when we're gonna kick the bucket."<br><br>He nodded thoughtfully when she mentioned she knew nothing about this little tucked away safe haven. Then it wasn't just a very closely guarded secret beginning to come out into the open now that their "Alpha" had a small army of wolves. <br><br><em>So this is something new....wonder why he decided to do this now.. </em><br><br>Giving a mental shrug he answered Amber his eyes very briefly looking at her ornately braided necklace. As more of their fellow wolves began to have sex in both forms. He smiled faintly.<br><br><em>Heavy petting huh?</em><br><br>"Well then if that's true let me ask you this instead. What do you think our would-be leader gathered us here for? Why now? What he did a few days back was an impressive display of power. To be honest I never really put much stock on the whole original were's being alive. He alone brought this many people together imagine if there were more." Steve liked her attitude and with a faint smile he was glad that he happened to be passing through Chicago. <br><br><em>Looks like I found another temporary home.... </em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jetblackmirror</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 22:31:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft"><strong>Anna Lochlynn</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Arriving at the gathering spot<br>(http://i40.tinypic.com/jtvqdw.jpg)</div><br><br><hr>It had been a long walk for Anna. From the forests of Vermont, to the farer reached of the windy city, it was safe to say she was a tired lady. She had nearly given up. She knew that hunters weren't far behind her, and once they would her, they would kill her. It wasn't until that howl filled her ears and the wolf inside her that she felt there may be some hope left. It was the unknown cry that made her push herself up and go onward. She followed her instincts and her senses, and it let her into the forest gathering area, nearly dropping to her knees when she saw how many, like her, had gathered there. She hung back in the trees, watching as some man - perhaps the leader of this... pack? - spoke and offered up one of the many hunters that were after them. <br><br>Her eyes watched as he changed into something she'd never seen before. Never had she seen one of the first wolves, and even though they were ancestors, it even created a degree of fear within herself. This guy didn't just mean to set up a peaceful community... he was out for blood. This was war. She liked how this was going.<br><br>Anna ventured into the camp, passing others in both their human and their wolf forms. Her clothes were worn and shredded. It was clear she could use a change in clothes. Her once white t-shirt was torn and stained red with blood in places, the denim of the jacket she wore torn and fraying. The knees of her jeans didn't exist, exposing the dirt covered skin beneath. It brought some interested glances her way, but she figured one or more of them had been in her shoes before.<br><br>Where did she start? Did she just go about and introduce herself? Did she go talk to the big guy? He didn't seem like he was in the mood for a nice conversation. Her stomach rumbled, and she glanced around to see where she could find some food. She reminded herself she could just turn and go hunting on her own, but she hadn't exactly adjusted to turning yet. She wasn't any good on her own, that much she was willing to admit to herself.<br><br>She wasn't paying attention to where she was going as he moved, bumping into a hulking man who hadn't turned into his wolf form. He turned to glare down at her, his eyes burning through her. She swallowed, trying to give a charming smile. "Sorry... My bad." She said before she moved on.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>azzmeister89</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 23:55:46</strong>
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				(http://www.hot2me.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/Romulo-Pires-587x311.jpg)<br><br><strong>Who:</strong> Nathaniel Grey<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> open<br><strong>Location:</strong> the gathering <br><br>Upon entering his cabin, Nathaniel quickly went to grab some new cloths. his cabin was small and hardly decorated, consisting of a bed, one wardrobe, a desk with all the necessities and a large book cabinet. Once he was dressed again, wearing only a simple pair of cotten trousers and an open vest, he stepped back out into the open and joined the crowed, some parted for him to move, others cheered and reached out to him and he was a little irritated to see some looked wary or afraid. <br><br>looking over to the corpse of the woman he sighed, Nathaniel had honestly thought they would have at least taken there time with her death, maybe even turned her. It was always funny to watch the emotional struggle when they became what they despised. after a few minutes he reached the back of the crowed where a small collection of fire places were lit, he sat down by one and watched the wolves in there celebrations "they all seem so lively" he chuckled to himself as he waited to see who among them was brave enough to approach him first.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 00:16:15</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Tasha<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>Harley looked all around, spotting a redhead leaning on a tree. She had a wonderful scent, he smirked and walked to her side, his eyes on hers as he did. "You seem a little out of place here, I am Harley, and you are?" His voice was soft and almost gentle as he spoke, she seemed so out of place but her scent had been so drawing that he had to come to talk to her. He felt a bit bad for making her realize she couldn't hide from him or anyone else there but he thought she should know now, not later.<br><br>He gave her a smile as he waited for her response, surely she had to know what she was, all of this couldn't be so shocking to her. He thought back to his first turn, he had been a bit scared, the pain had been horrid but it seemed like everyone had hurt a bit less than the last, now he relished it and loved it. He couldn't get enough of it anymore.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jetblackmirror</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 00:17:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft"><strong>Anna Lochlynn</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Arriving at the gathering spot<br>(http://i40.tinypic.com/jtvqdw.jpg)</div><hr><br>Anna continued to watch the others, carefully trying to select who she should approach first. The return of the alpha caught her eye, and she cautiously watched as he placed himself beside one of the first. She chewed on her bottom lip, debating for some time before she let her legs carry her step by step. <em>Don't say anything stupid.</em> She told herself, but she knew the most he would probably do was shoo her off. It was obvious he wasn't interested in killing his kind. What was she suppose to say?<br><br>The closer she got, the more curious she was. He looked so young, though she knew he had to be hundreds, if not nearly thousands of years old. Michael had been nearly one hundred when he had met her, and he only looked to be twenty or so. When did wolves stop aging? She moved to his fire, sitting off to the side of him. Her hazel eyes looked at him for a moment.<br><br>"Quite the party..." She said finally, immediately mentally slapping herself in the face. "I um... Came all the way from Vermont when I heard you... at least, I think it was you." She said as she shifted her legs. "I lost my... maker? I don't know if that's what you guys call it. Sire sounds too much like something out of a Dracula movie." <em>Jesus fucking Christ, Anna. Just get to the point!</em> She sighed, "Anyways, I want to help. I've seen how hunters are... when my parents found me, when they saw what I was, they didn't even hesitate trying to kill me." She gritted her teeth some, her eyes serious as they turned to him, "They say we're monsters... But they are. They're monsters."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 00:28:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5tohp3FX61r0ioz9o1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Tasha Alexander<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Nathaniel, Harley, Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><hr><br>Although Tasha was brave, that was not the reason she ended up closer to Nathaniel than the others. As she had been at the edge of the celebration, she had slowly walked around to get a better look. Her wolf instincts wouldn't let her leave, but her human instincts prevented her from going into the crowd and have people assume she was a part of the festivities. No matter how aroused the sight made her, she stayed just far enough away to not be noticed. <br><br>Finally she saw that toward the back were some fireplaces, and there seemed to far less people in that area. Besides, it was getting chilly. Quietly, she walked over to where they were and felt the warmth. The comfort was short-lived, however, as she saw a man come up and sit down. He was alone, and was also simply watching. Perhaps he was like her? Not knowing what was happening? Or, at least, perhaps he could help her. <br><br>There was only one way to find out, so she came around the fireplaces and walked over near him. Looking awkward, but not afraid. <br><br>"Hi. This might be a stupid question, but what exactly is happening right now? I...I'm not entirely sure why I'm here, to be honest."<br><br>She didn't tell him about the instinct and smell because she could even admit it to herself. <br><br>"And I've never seen wolves behave like this. Are they alright? Have they been drugged? Wolves rarely are comfortable in the presence of humans..."<br><br>Clearing her throat, she flipped her ponytail over her shoulder and&nbsp; leaned against a nearby tree as another man came up. Turning, he seemed nice, and she gave another small smile. <br><br>"I'm Tasha, and yes, I think I'm very out of place."<br><br>Blushing, she looked between the two and had the urge to just run away and hide her confusion and embarrassment. She would at least end the conversation politely. Then another redhead came up and spoke to the first man. Damn, she'd come over to try and stay away from the crowd, and now people were coming up to join the area back here. When she heard what the girl said, she frowned. <br><br>"Umm...okay. I don't think I'm supposed to be here."<br><br>Looking at the three of them, she started backing away. She wasn't scared, but whatever was going on here was way over her head. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>azzmeister89</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 02:53:14</strong>
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				(http://www.hot2me.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/Romulo-Pires-587x311.jpg)<br><br><strong>Who:</strong> Nathaniel Grey<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Tasha and Anna, open<br><strong>Location:</strong> the gathering <br><br>As he sat by the fire, Nathaniel looked up when the sound of approaching footsteps indicated someone was coming towards him. The young woman seemed nervous at first and she was soon joined by a second woman who appeared to be even more nervous and confused, they seemed unaware of each other and both spoke at once, however it was the redhead who seemed to notice that there were others "these are not typical wolves young one" he said softly, she was certainly a wolf but she seemed to not even know it herself "they are your brothers and sisters in there wolf forms, look" he indicated for her to watch as at that moment a man ripped his cloths off before letting his wolf form take over "you are very much in the right place" he wasn't sure how scared she would be though "sit and relax, all will be made clear" he said with a smile before turning to the other woman and standing up "your parents were hunters?" he asked curiously "i would like to shake the hand of the gutsy dog that had the nerve to turn a hunters daughter" he chuckled softly but that soon turned to a loud laugh that resembled a bark more then anything else "i'm sure we will find many ways in which you can help" he said after managing to compose himself "but tonight we are celebrating the reunion of so many of our lost brothers and sisters" he glanced around until he caught the eyes of a small collection of humans who were standing outside a hut that was releasing the smells of enough food to feed every wolf.<br><br>the men nodded there heads and retreated inside, emerging seconds later with platters of food and cases of drink, placing it all on a long table off to the side, one man carrying a small barrel of wine hurried over and handed it to Nathaniel who took it and a whole tray of glasses before looking at Harley who had seemed to have come for the redhead, not that he blamed him, the dormant wolf gene was only just strong enough to be detected by him so to a born or bitten she would smell irresistible without them knowing why. "you there, young man. come sit, share this wine with me and these young ladies" he poured four glasses and handed one to each of them "drink up, i'll have you know i stole this from the pope back when the first war started" he exclaimed merrily as he sipped it "been saving it for this"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 03:04:17</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Tasha, Anna, Nathaniel<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>He shrugged and joined the three, looking at Anna for a moment. "Well, everyone fears a monster of one kind or another, it is just how life goes, I may not be near as old as our friend here." He said, motioning to Nathaniel. "But I am plenty old enough to tell you that." He said with a smile and looked at her for a moment more before looking back to the other woman. "This is a rare sight though, don't feel bad for being shocked, I have never seen a gathering of more than 15. He just has some kind of howl, doesn't he." He added, trying to set the mood for a bit of conversation between them.<br><br>He fell silent now though, it was hard to have a conversation by yourself so he figured that he should shut up and let someone else get a word in before he drove them crazy. he ran a hand through his hair as he stood there, not sure how to feel about the child of hunter being here but then again, she was a wolf now so she was more them than she was hunter, he hoped for his own sake anyway. He let a smile at his thoughts, he didn't know why he was thinking so much but he was.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jetblackmirror</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 03:29:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft"><strong>Anna Lochlynn</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Nathaniel, Harley, Tasha<br><strong>Location:</strong> By the fire<br>(http://i40.tinypic.com/jtvqdw.jpg)</div><hr><br><em>"i would like to shake the hand of the gutsy dog that had the nerve to turn a hunters daughter"</em><br><br>His words, though innocent, stirred a pain inside her. She glanced away for a moment, letting everyone get in what they had to say. She glanced to Harley as he spoke, but still said nothing. She felt his eyes on her for a moment, feeling slightly uneasy.<br><br>"He saved me," She said to Nathaniel finally, "He didn't just turn me to turn me. If it weren't for him, I'd be dead. And he died for me." She shrugged, "I'm sure you don't care about the details. But I can be useful." She looked to the girl, who looked terrified. She gave her a pleasant enough smile. "I know it's scary. Just know you're where you're suppose to be." She smiled, looking over at those who were bringing the food and wine over. Her mouth watered at the sight of food, a deep rumbling hum sounding in her throat when it was finally close enough for her to grab. She accepted the wine, and the food, shoveling as much of it into her face as she could, before washing it all down with large gulps of wine.<br><br>"Excuse my manners. I'm just... starving." She said before she took another drink of her wine. She glanced around again, this time feeling more comfortable, and a bit more at ease. The sights and smells interested her, but she didn't feel the need to join in the werewolf orgy that was taking place. Or, rather the multiple ones. Maybe something was wrong with her. Or maybe it was that she had all ready found and lost her mate. Did wolves mate for life? She shrugged it off for now, turning to the quiet blonde man.<br><br>"How old are you? If you don't mind me asking." Her eyes moved to Nathaniel, "And you too, for that matter."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 04:35:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5tohp3FX61r0ioz9o1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Tasha Alexander<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Nathaniel, Harley, Anna, Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><hr><br>The man she assumed was her age spoke to her like he was ancient. None of this made sense, and yet she knew deep down that what she had suspected might actually be true. She was more scared of what she would discover than any of them. She had tried so hard to keep whatever was inside of her at bay, and now it felt more ready to emerge than it ever had before.<br><br>What was more frightening than not remembering those rare nights was...well, remembering them. The man spoke and said something about her brothers and sisters before pointing over to a scene she'd never forget. A man...well, what she assumed was a man...transformed into a wolf! It was impossible! It had to be, and yet, he looked just as real as a wolf as he did as a human. Her mind swam with possible explanations, but when he said she was in the right place, she shook her head slowly.<br><br>"No...this is...I mean...I don't..."<br><br>But she took a seat next to the dark-haired man and slumped back into the chair as she looked around.<br><br>"I've always loved dogs, but this...is a bit extreme."<br><br>She seemed more shocked than scared, as her brain started to piece together the evidence that she had ignored up until now. Right now she wanted to wake up in her bed and realize this was all a dream. But somehow she knew it wasn't. Then the food came, and like the other redhead, Tasha was quite hungry. Taking a good meal out of the options, she ate...though not quite as eagerly as Anna. Smiling at the display, Tasha chuckled. <br><br>"I grew up on a farm. Believe me, nothing offends me."<br><br>The light-haired man sat down and she smiled at him. He seemed very nice and helpful, and she couldn't deny that both men were extremely attractive. As was the girl. Was sexiness a requirement here? Shrugging, she nodded at what everyone said, trying not to freak out. The statement about the pop raised her eyebrows.<br><br>"Wait. What pope? What war? And I'd like to know how old you are."<br><br>Then she paused and looked into Nathaniel's eyes.<br><br>"And why am I here? It was like...I <em>had</em> to come. It was the oddest feeling..."<br><br>Trailing off, she sat back and took a drink of wine. She needed some alcohol right now...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealdreamer</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 04:44:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1013.photobucket.com/albums/af255/fellea/Amber_1280x420.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Amber Vanlaer <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Steve Matthews/Mentions Anna-Tasha-Harley-Nathaniel/Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering <br><hr><br>"Control is an admirable thing, but honestly, like anything, there's a time and a place for it..." Taking her eyes from his was harder than she thought, and while she knew it could cost her much, Amber couldn't ignore the rest of the world around them forever. Pissing contests were for the males, all she had to do was assert herself enough to be counted. As her voice trailed she observed the comings and goings worth noting amidst the masses. Their fucking, their feasting, and their socializing; all these things hardly meant anything by themselves, but the fact they were all happening simultaneously so quickly after their gathering and spending such a short time together. That meant quite a lot. As did what was happening in the distance-&nbsp; Nathaniel's reemerging and immediate circling with the curious and the submissive.<br><br>"... as for what he hopes to accomplish, I think the initial of that should be obvious. Because he was successful." Pulling a hand free, she gestured in a less mocking fashion to the endless sea of flesh and fur they were adrift in. Inhaling deeply through her nose, she began the intensive process of categorizing. "We're all here." Releasing a breath, Amber's hair flicked upwards as her hand returned to it's fold and brace against her person. Turning her head and her eyeballs back around to her still strange company, the she wolf cocked a brow.<br><br>"As for the rest, well, I'll wager it has something to do with the church, or the humans. Either way, I guess it all starts with the introductions doesn't it?" She didn't offer her hand or her name, but gave him that pointed stare again. Not asking, but silently demanding. <em>'He's either got bigger balls than it smells like he does or he doesn't cross a female higher than juveniles or omegas'</em>.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>El Maligno</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 06:54:16</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong>Steve Matthews <br><strong>Tagged:</strong>Amber Vanlaer/Anna-Tasha-Harley-Nathaniel/Open<br><strong>Location:</strong>Gathering <br><hr><br>&nbsp;(http://blog.zap2it.com/pop2it/ian-somerhalder-season-4-vampire-diaries.jpg)<strong> (Also what he is currently wearing) </strong><br><br>Steve shrugged at the control comment he watched as she looked around taking their surroundings in and watching the rest of the group in their various activities. He moved his shaggy black hair out of his eyes as he looked around. The man who seemed to be in charge and the reason Steve himself was here had stepped out of his cabin and was chatting with a small group. As he looked around wondering if this was all too good to be true he figured it was the real deal no way this many wolves would be fooled. A small group 10-15 maybe....but not a gathering of this size no. He was alert but very much wanted to feel at home in this safe haven. He couldn't help but check out the woman standing before him she didn't know her name but he was sure calling her a bunch of random names for a female would give him a nice black eye to go with the insult he would not doubt would leave her mouth. He saw the scars on her face.<br><br><em>Well....she's a fighter....that's good...<br></em><br><br>He almost touched his back where he had a large cross shaped scar that took up his entire back. A little lifetime souvenir from the one and only time the hunters had captured him. After that one incident he vowed never to let them take him alive no matter what. <br><br>He smiled slightly breaking off his darker thoughts as he watched a two men begin to wrestle on the ground making a few guys cheer them on. All around them it was like on big crazy party out back in the woods. <br><br>As he returned his blue-grey eyes back on Amber he then began walking towards the small group of people talking with their new leader. His hands in his leather jacket as he looked back at the dark hair beauty asking "Well...care to tag along?? I don't believe I got your name...Or do angels have no names? Only beautiful faces." <br><br>He gave her a small wolfish grin to show he was just casually joking with her as he waited to see what she would do.&nbsp; It was lame and cheesy but he didn't care. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealdreamer</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 08:43:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1013.photobucket.com/albums/af255/fellea/Amber_1280x420.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Amber Vanlaer <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Steve Matthews/Mentions Anna-Tasha-Harley-Nathaniel/Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering-&gt;Fireside Group <br><hr><br>"Ha!" Finding their attentions were syncing up, Amber gave a nod despite the bark of laughter she'd initially responded with. Without quite her meaning too, she unfolded her arms and pulled her hips and feet from their lazy contrapposto to initiate the walk toward their mutual destination. Those feet in question were bare, and while she wasn't in the nude, from the gauzy, green bit of kimono style top half to her clinging buckskin leggings stitching their way up her short, powerful legs, she might as well have been. At least once the firelight began to lick at her.<br><br>"Be honest with me. How many times has that worked without you batting those big blues of yours?" Amber was anything but a fool, she knew charm when she saw it. Whether the dial was down to a subtle one through three, or cranked up off the charts at eleven. Shaking her head, she lidded her eyes.<br><br>"Amber." She offered no last name, but then again he hadn't asked for the whole thing. Reaching out to scratch a single nail along the hem of his leather jacket, she sniffed. "And the brassy stranger who had the gall to knock into me and not take my hints to offer a name as a proper apology?"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>azzmeister89</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 13:58:02</strong>
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				(http://www.hot2me.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/Romulo-Pires-587x311.jpg)<br><br><strong>Who:</strong> Nathaniel Grey<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Tasha and Anna, open<br><strong>Location:</strong> the gathering <br><br><br>Nathaniel gave an appologetic smile as Anna told him the fate of the man who had created her "i am sorry for your loss, every wolf killed is another price i plan to exact from the church"&nbsp; he then chuckled as Tasha who just seemed to be getting even more confused asked about what pope he was refering too "i never did learn his name and it was back during the first war the wolves had with the church, most people only got to see the burning of witches though as the church was hunting anyone connected to us too, as for my age, i'm over three thousand years old, give or take a few years" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>El Maligno</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 19:11:30</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong>Steve Matthews <br><strong>Tagged:</strong>Amber Vanlaer/Anna-Tasha-Harley-Nathaniel/Open<br><strong>Location:</strong>Gathering <br><hr><br>&nbsp;(http://blog.zap2it.com/pop2it/ian-somerhalder-season-4-vampire-diaries.jpg)<strong> (Also what he is currently wearing) </strong><br><br>Steve's grin widened as the dark haired beauty he now knew as Amber let out a bark of laughter. Her smile made her face light up for a moment and as she made her way walking next to him he couldn't help but appreciate how her buckskin leggings clung to her and greatly complimented her figure, and the natural sway of her hips. <br><br><em>Think I'm gonna like it here... </em><br><br>He laughed as Amber asked him how often that pick up line worked. "Well to tell you the truth most of the times it gets a laugh and is the icebreaker really..though I will say that a few lovely ladies have fallen for it. Prolly helped to be devastatingly handsome, undeniably witty and maybe a little dash of wolfish magnetism." <br><br>He laughed as he gave a little wink to show he was just playing around. As Amber neared him he began to familiarize himself with every detail about her. As he inhaled her scent permanently keeping her face and name to that scent he felt her reach out and lightly trace his jacket as she&nbsp; asked for his name in return. <br><br>"Names are a powerful thing so my apologies for not informing you sooner...My name is Steve. Steve Matthews. And I must say it is a pleasure to meet you here at Furry Woodstock. And as I said before I was trying to avoid Adam and Eve over there..." Steve said as he mentioned the couple now fucking like there was no tommorrow up against a tree.<br><br>"I did not mean to bump into a lovely beauty such as yourself though I will admit I am glad it did happen. And should my apology not be enough then perhaps later on maybe a round of drinks would make us even? Of not perhaps a raincheck for some other time?" Steve offered as they made their way closer pushing through the gathered crowd. <br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 01:34:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley, those at the gathering<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>The call had been sent, the howl crossed over mountains and traveled with the great winds to find the young wolf that had been sleep soundly next to Harley. The sound stirred her awake with such force she nearly burst from her own skin. The urge to run towards and find the wolf that called to them drove her a bit stir crazy. Jaclyn was still so knew to all that she was, even with be a wolf for several years now. It was only recently that she truly started to learn what that meant. Harley had come, he hard her cries one full moon. And had come to save the young woman from a very narrow view of the world. Though once he had done that he realized that he now had a bit of a handful on his hands. the fact that he had to hold her for a few moments to calm her and explain what the howl truly meant was evidence of that. <br><br>Still as they neared the camp her nervousness grew and she found herself practically shaking. Was if from excitement....or fear of what they would think of her? Jaclyn's heart raced and she held the messenger bag tight in her hands. Thankfully the calm wind stirred across her hot skin, and the sound of nature calmed her. Jaclyn stayed back still unsure if she was ready to face so many when she was still learning what it meant to even be what she was. Harley assured he would look after her, but did give her some space to calm her nerves and to join when she was ready. He said he would stay with in her sense and that she could come find him when she was ready. <br><br>Sound filtered through the air, and she could heard the loud voice of a man that made a shiver go down her spine. The age and strength behind that voice was clear, and his words caused her to become uneasy. What would happen if they found out the truth about her? Would Harley turn her over as some horrible shame against their kind? Did the child of hunter really belong with them...wolf or no wolf? <br><br>Time passed and Jaclyn grew restless, and knew that she would soon be found even if she didn't join the gathering. With so many wolves around it was only a matter of time before one caught her scent. Her bare feet wiggled in the grass that helped cool her skin and she pushed up from the log she had been sitting on and started towards the great gathering. <br><br>Her steps were near silent as she left the comfort of the woods behind. Sniffing at the air Jaclyn tried to focus on the one scent that would be familiar to her. Her smaller form entered the clearing without a word or sound to give her away. The curious eyes that fell on her caused her to look down unsure of her place within this new world. Quickly she moved through the crowds, her lithe body moving with easy through the larger forms. Soon Jaclyn closed in on the scent she knew. Her hand reach out as she neared Harley, her fingers poked at his side as she stepped to him. Looking around she tried to smile warmly to those around them. <strong>"There are so many.'</strong> she said softly as if still in awe. Jaclyn looked up to Harley and is to question what she should do next. Jaclyn started to say something but stopped as if unsure where to start. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 02:20:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5tohp3FX61r0ioz9o1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Tasha Alexander<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Nathaniel, Harley, Anna, Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><hr><br>There were two emotions that crossed Tasha's face as she listened to Nathaniel. Taking a sip of wine, she listened and gave a sympathetic look to Anna as well.<br><br>"I'm sorry for your loss, as well."<br><br>Her words were genuine, although she didn't push the subject as she didn't want the other girl to be uncomfortable. Then he started talking about the church. Although Tasha wasn't a bible-thumper, she had grown up in a Christian family, so she'd gone to church. She didn't go now, but she still had a bible and believed in God. His words made her slightly nervous. She wasn't Catholic, and she definitely wasn't in the business of discriminating against anyone, but she didn't like the sound of vengeance in his voice.<br><br>"The church? What's going on? What are you planning to do, and why?"<br><br>Obviously she was insanely curious about...well, everything...all the time. It was one of her more annoying traits (according to her), and she was especially interested in his age. When she heard it, she gasped and spilled some wine down her shirt. However, she barely noticed.<br><br>"Wait...3,000 years?! That's...impossible! If that's true, then I want to hear all about everything!"<br><br>Leaning toward him, her large blue eyes were eager and fascinated, and she seemed to forget her problem at hand, because she smiled. Unknowingly bending over enough to give him a good view of her ample cleavage, but obviously not trying to come onto him. If there was one thing she loved just as much as animals, it was history. She was actually a double major in undergraduate school, and history was the other major. She decided to pursue animal sciences instead, but her house was full of historical books. She was a nerd, and she couldn't hide it.<br><br>Blushing as she realized how immature that sounded, she cleared her throat and gave an embarrassed smile.<br><br>"Sorry. I get excited sometimes. Especially about history."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 02:34:53</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Tasha, Anna, Nathaniel, Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>"I am 86, lived through both World Wars and wasn't around for Vietnam." He said with a bit of a smirk and looked at the man as he gave his own age, that was old, very old. Harley had to smirk a bit again and then looked around. "I am sorry for your loss as well, though you are not alone now, you have ones who can help you now." He said to Anna and smiled at her. He found a scent he knew and let a smile as the owner of it poked him softly. <br><br>"Yeah, there are. Glad you saw fit to come and see me." He said with a smirk as he draped arm over her shoulders and looked over the crowd once more. "Before my manners elude me, this is Jaclyn, though she is a bit shy." He said to the three he was speaking with and sat down, patting the ground beside him lightly for Jaclyn.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealdreamer</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 05:45:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1013.photobucket.com/albums/af255/fellea/Amber_1280x420.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Amber Vanlaer <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Steve Matthews/Nathaniel/Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering-&gt;Fireside Group <br><hr><br><br>"Midnight hair, eyes endless as a summer's sky, well spoken, <em>and</em> humble... My, my, how've you avoided rutting and pupping some poor, foolish bitch I'll never know." As they neared the fire that Nathaniel presided over with his bits of company, Amber turned and gave Steve one last grin. It stretched the scar that sliced lateral over the left side of her lips, turning her expression even a touch more wolfish than his. Catching his eyes as they slid up her leggings, she gave the spot where they'd landed a slap.<br><br>"Let's go charming. General looks like he's giving out orders to his new recruits. Maybe we'll learn something too." Rolling her eyes and putting her hands back where they should be, Amber up nodded to the small cluster about the fire. Still out of earshot, and eyes ahead to where they were headed, she shot Steve one last remark.<br><br>"... and buying me a drink is more a reward for you than an apology. So try again some other time when the ground's humming like this and the air's alive with smoke and stars. It's too early to play favorites with any of you." That flicker of good humor, that glimpse of the playful, happy woman she should be- all gone. Vanished behind the shadow of a face he'd first shouldered into as they came up to their would be leader and his company.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>El Maligno</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 07:26:51</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong>Steve Matthews <br><strong>Tagged:</strong>Amber Vanlaer/Anna-Tasha-Harley-Nathaniel/Open<br><strong>Location:</strong>Fireside Group <br><hr><br>(http://blog.zap2it.com/pop2it/ian-somerhalder-season-4-vampire-diaries.jpg)<strong> (Also what he is currently wearing) </strong><br><br>Steve laughed a bit as Amber talked about how he had avoided being tied down. It was true. In 90 years he had avoided getting into any serious relationships. Bonds of any kind were few and only made after he was around them for a long period of time. Of those he actually made a friendship of sorts with few were still living and the ones who were alive were long gone. They had parted going their separate ways with no end goal in mind. Steve was just looking for somewhere to call home. So far this place seemed the best candidate so far. He laughed as Amber gave herself a little slap turning his attention towards where she was looking.<br><br><br>Steve looked over to where Nathaniel was talking with a small group of people. He wondered what was going on or if he was merely familiarizing himself with new recruits. It seemed the best way to get information, right from the source, still finding out a little about the man himself would be just as good. As Amber walked ahead of him he smirked at her comment about his buying a drink for her would be a reward rather than an extension of his apology. He walked with her not yet noticing the change on her face. as they walked up Steve saw no one not two but three beautiful redheaded females. <br><br><em>Geez why do all our females have to be so smoking hot....make it a challenge for a guy to behave himself...</em><br><br>He looked over at their would be leader whose scent was much much different from anything Steve had ever encountered. He then looked over at the blonde haired man also part of the group. <br><br><em>So many stories....so many differences......so many similarities...which of us woke up today and thought to find a large gathering of our kind...&nbsp; &nbsp;</em><br><br>"So is this a private party or can anyone join in?" Steve called out as they got within a few feet of the small group. He smiled as he added "Far be it from be to force my company where it's unwanted.." <br><br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealdreamer</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 07:58:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1013.photobucket.com/albums/af255/fellea/Amber_1280x420.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Amber Vanlaer <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Steve/Harley-Jaclyn-Nathaniel/Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Fireside Group <br><hr><br>"-It's not a private anything with the way he rang the bell for the whole living, breathing lot of us to come." Amber rumbled to Steve before anyone else could answer. One hand fell to her hip and cupped it snug while the other gave a flourished sort of wave to the sky above. Casting an eye to the 'private party' the eldest wolf had haloed about him, she drank them in one at a time, and in a moment of childishness, felt like a dove making a poor attempt at a quartet with a trio of cardinals. Hey. It was a brunette thing. Dark as sin in the winter, auburn and almost-but-never-red in the summer. A little admiration was only natural.<br><br>After fighting off the urge to grin, she returned her eyes, ears, and nose to more important details. Having only caught the tail end of the blonde man's musings in regards to the fiery friend under his arm, Amber couldn't find a reason to interject any further. But their body language spoke enough; for all of them. The other red heads too. Tension, joy, hunger, grief, contentment, and even fatigue- they all stood out amongst the wilder scents that clouded the air of the party about them. What interested her most of course, was Nathaniel. And his comments towards the church. Hell, he was what interested them all.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jetblackmirror</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 17:33:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft"><strong>Anna Lochlynn</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> All<br><strong>Location:</strong> By the fire (obviously)<br>(http://i40.tinypic.com/jtvqdw.jpg)</div><br><hr><br>Anna let her lips curl into a small smile that faded quickly in response to their sympathies. They were appreciated, but they didn't do much to change anything. When Nathaniel said how old he was, both eyebrows went up. "Seriously?! Damn..." She said with a little laugh. "Pretty good looking for an ancient guy." She joked, then looked between both Harley and Nathaniel. "I'm gonna have to start calling you guys grandpa." She gave a smile to let them know she was only teasing. Her eyes drifted to Harley's side, seeing another new arrival. She nodded in greeting to her. "Nice to meet you Jaclyn. I'm Anna."<br><br>Then two others joined them. Another woman and a man. She felt her cheeks flush, realizing that the physical state she was in at the moment was not at it's best. <em>God damn it, why does everyone have to be so good looking?</em> She thought about trying to find a shower, or at the very least a lake to wash off in, but she felt like if she were to get up, she may miss something important. What Nathaniel said about the church didn't exactly surprise her. Her parents had been catholic, and it was something Anna had been forced to take part in. Over the years it made her more and more skeptical of any religion or God. And if her parents' God was real, he was a fucking asshole.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta 8O8</strong> on <strong>18-07-2013, 00:46:50</strong>
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				<div style="text-align: left;"><strong>Jake Prior</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> None - Closed<br><strong>Location:</strong> Home - 16 Hours Ago</div> <div class="floatright">(http://www.superheroprofiles.com/files/2008/10/heroes-sylar-zachary-quinto.jpg)</div><hr><br>It was a dark and stormy night.<br>It had been raining for the last 2 nights and everything was drenched to the point where they smelled a little different.<br>Jake stood near the Target Building.<br>He had traced his Target to an old Warehouse on the Docks of East Los Angeles.<br><br>Unlike the rest of the Inquisition that favored their all white Trench Coat and their crosses, and looking like something out of the movies, Jake kept it real.<br>Kept it Tactical.<br><br>He looked, and was dressed, all in black Urban SWAT Gear.<br>The only thing out of place was the Footlong blade locked into place, on his back, as if protecting his spine, and even that was sheathed in Black Nylon to keep the blade from glinting in whatever lighting it could find.<br><br>The Inquisition Agent looked around from his hiding place.<br>The power had gone out minutes before.<br>It was pitch black.<br>Bad for him.<br>He lowered his Thermal Goggles, and activated them.<br>The goggles allowed him to see any heat signatures in the area.<br>Hot bulbs, running engines, human figures, Wolves.<br>Amazingly, not Inquisition standard equipment.<br>This was all stuff from his Ranger days.<br><br>That was one thing Jake hated about the Inquisition.<br>Because they were run by the Catholic church everything was tested, retested, then checked all over again.<br>In the history books it took 3 generations before the Inquisition finally allowed the use of Firearms.<br>And for those 3 generations, they were losing the war since the Wolves in human form used them as soon as they were available.<br>And now it was to standard Military gear like Thermal imaging.<br><br>If Jake ever lives long enough to retire and get old, is the only time he'll see the Inquisition use mass planet-wide thermal imaging.<br>In which case, if the Wolves didn't get their hands on a Nuclear Weapon, would end the war with the Inquisition as the Victor.<br>After all, what's the point of running if you couldn't hide?<br><br>The Inquisition Agent raised his Shotgun and quietly moved forward.<br>His hand touched the door knob and he put his goggles to the door.<br>At close range, one could pick up heat signatures behind thin objects such as paper, doors, non-concrete/metallic walls.<br>Satisfied there were no surprises behind the door, he gave it a shove and entered.<br><br>As he moved through the packed Warehouse he tried to remember what the intelligence packet had said about the Wolf.<br>Young, female. No age, no picture.<br>Just that she was a survivor of a previous Raid and needed to be put down.<br>If Jake wasn't in a situation where he needed to be quiet he would have grumbled out loud.<br>That was another thing with the Inquisition.<br>No details.<br><br>A crack of Thunder and Lightning lit up the warehouse for a few seconds but also brought out a scream.<br>Not from Jake.<br>But his target.<br>Jake immediately crossed the room and saw a blob of heat coming from a corner.<br>He raced over to her and shoved the barrel of his Spaz-12 Shotgun into her face, waiting for that distinct growl from a transformation, and an attack so he could end her without hesitation.<br>Instead he heard a whimper.<br>Sniffles.<br>The Lightning came again and lit up the Warehouse long enough for Jake to see the 10-year-olds face.<br><br>His radio crackled and a voice came through.<br>A familiar voice...<br>A dead voice...<br>It was encouraging him to take the shot.<br>That it would grow up to kill more American Soldiers if he did not.<br><br>Another voice chimed in.<br>The Popes voice.<br>Saying how it was God's will to bring down the Hammer of Justice on this heathen born out of the womb of Satan or some shit...<br><br>Jake made his decision.<br>He grabbed the little girl in one arm and turned to leave when he was suddenly faced with an Inquisition Agent with an unknown face.<br>Jake didn't hesitate.<br>His Shotgun went off and the Inquisition Agent went down.<br>An explosion of Gunfire went off all around him and he moved from cover to cover.<br>He placed the girl down to take down a couple more Agents, picked her back up and made for another piece of Cover.<br>Once there, he put the girl down again.<br>Jake blind-fired over his cover, then leaned around the side and took down two more Agents.<br><br>The young man couldn't chance the Inquisition following them.<br>He planted a bomb on the floor and set it for five seconds.<br>Jake then grabbed the girl and sprinted for the open roll-up doors...and the pier.<br>It was like something out of a movie.<br>Running in a straight line with a hail of gunfire ripping through the air around them.<br>Not one of them getting hit.<br>Just as Jake jumped for the water, the Warehouse behind them exploded.<br>The Giant fireball came up, turning into a Wolf's head and it turned to chomp and burn away each Inquisition Member still alive.<br>Then it turned and looked at Jake.<br><br>The two were still falling towards the water, slowly.<br>Jake wondered why so slow and could see the Wolf coming.<br>He pointed his weapon at the Wolf but it was too late.<br>It chopped down on them-<br><br><hr><br>And then he was awake...<br><br>It was a dream.<br>All a dream.<br>Jake was covered in sweat, he was no longer on the bed, but on the floor.<br>The Pistol he kept under his pillow was in his right hand.<br>Slowly, he dropped the weapon and picked himself up and off of the floor.<br><br>Quietly he groaned and went to the fridge to grab a Bottle of water.<br>As he thought of his dream, he found himself having it more and more, ever since a few nights ago.<br>Then, he delved deeper into his dream.<br>He shook his head.<br><br>Jake walked over to his laptop and checked out a file full of personal vid diaries.<br>Only that last part was a dream.<br>In reality, he was shot just before they disappeared below the pier and into the water<br>The explosion had taken out the rest of the Inquisition Members present at the warehouse.<br>Jake was able to swim to another part of LA and drag himself and girl onto the beach.<br>From their they ran for a year.<br><br>As Jake re-watched all 370 videos, he was suddenly struck with the need to drink away his sorrows.<br>The little girl he had saved that night stayed with him a full year, finding time to record her own diaries five times.<br>But on the year anniversary of escaping the warehouse the Inquisition came.<br>And the Wolves.<br>Actually they had been caught in the crossfire.<br><br>An Inquisition Raid on a large pack of Wolves in Reno, Nevada.<br>Jake should have seen it coming.<br>In fact he had plans to move the next day, but that day would come too late.<br>As Jake tried to get them out safely...he lost the girl.<br>Jessica was her name.<br>She didn't know her last name, and Jake determined by her blonde hair, blue eyes, her light Russian accent, and her knowledge of simple Russian words, that her parents were...Russian.<br>Probably immigrants.<br>But that night he lost her.<br>To an Inquisition member?<br>To a Wolf?<br>Jake watched the hand-offs as he shoved his way through the fight, trying to get to her again.<br>Something hit him in the head and he was out.<br><br>After that, a week of no-sleep, no eating, looking for Natasha ended with him catching a bad cough and landed him in a Hospital for a few days.<br><br>His email chimed, awaking him from his memories.<br>It was from a friend in a group that supported a peace between the Inquisition and the Wolves.<br>The Group was known mostly to Wolves.<br>The Inquisition were quick to extract their members, but the Wolves had no real support.<br><br>Since that day Jake could no longer see what he had seen when he first joined the Inquisition.<br>He could no longer see the evil in the Wolves they hated so much.<br>The young man found himself in a neutral area in a War.<br>Right now, he just wanted to find Natasha and see her live somewhere safe.<br>Away from the Inquisition.<br>If he found her in that state, then she would leave her at that.<br><br>"Uncle Jake!"<br><br>The words echoed in his head.<br>He could hear Jessica's voice and it drove him up the wall that he could lose her like that.<br>Jake suddenly flung his bottle of water across the room and into the wall.<br>Now he was more pissed because there was water all over his floor.<br><br>He turned his attention back to the email and opened a file attachment.<br>A picture.<br>This Support Group was ex-military with a Coat of Arms that pretty much told how much they support each side.<br>A howling wolf with a Kite Shield behind it, engraved with a cross.<br>Two Swords crossed that shield, each with the Latin word for peace etched into the blade.<br>Most of their members e-military, ex-mercenary, ex-intelligence.<br>Sometimes they did send out members to take place in hostage rescue or search and destroy, but for the most part they help whichever side with non-combat aid.<br>But the picture sent to him by his friend was a gif.<br>A moving picture showing a massive amount of heat signature movements, both wolf and human form moving in-land towards Chicago.<br><br>Jake's eyes went wide and he quickly destroyed the gif file.<br>At this moment, he was <em>not</em> helping the Inquisition.<br>He just wanted Jessica to find a peaceful place to live.<br>He needed to see it with his own eyes.<br><br>The young man noted that he was not the only person the image was sent to.<br>He contacted his friend, packed up his Gear, and headed for the Airport.<br><br>Once at the Airport he met up with said Friend.<br>They went over a few things, such as how Jake must not engage anyone unless it was purely for self-defense.<br>And if he did engage it must be to wound, not kill.<br>Jake watched as the Soldiers took away all his Silver ammunition.<br>The only thing silver on him, was now his Sword, as he used the same Tactical Gear from before, except all signs it used to be Inquisition were long gone.<br>The Soldiers loaded him up with regular ammunition.<br><br>Jake had a G36E Assault Rifle, his pistols, some grenades, some non-lethal grenades, a map of the area, some flares, some Rations, etc. etc.<br>It was like he was going into a full combat zone...except in the middle of America.<br>After that, they quickly sowed on one of their patches onto his arm, and marched him up the back of a C-130 Transport Plane.<br><br><hr><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Downwind the Gathering<br><br>The Plane had dropped him off downwind of the Gathering site.<br>Unluckily (or maybe luckily?) Jake's chute got caught on some tree's on the way down.<br>It was still up there when he walked away.<br>Making sure the wind was constantly at his face and not his back he crawled up a small hill and peered down at the biggest Wolf gathering he's never seen.<br><br>Slowly lifting up his Binoculars he noted Cabin positions, groupings, and...<br>Jake lowered his Binoculars as if his bare eyes would be better than seeing with a pair of lenses.<br>But his Inquisition training was thorough and true.<br>Had he been with them still this would have been a major find, and a guarantee promotion.<br>After all...Nathaniel Grey was down there...<br><br>Suddenly feeling uneasy, he ducked back behind the hill and glanced around at his surroundings, making sure no one was creeping up on him.<br>He then went back to spying on the huge Wolf gathering.<br>His main objective: Look for Jessica.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>azzmeister89</strong> on <strong>19-07-2013, 17:51:07</strong>
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				(http://www.hot2me.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/Romulo-Pires-587x311.jpg)<br><br><strong>Who:</strong> Nathaniel Grey<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> everyone by the fire, open<br><strong>Location:</strong> the gathering <br><br>Nathaniel chuckled at the reactions the others had to his age and still in his merry mood waved over the new arrivals. The moment Tasha asked to hear about his story though his smile vanished for just a moment before he pulled a fake smile out "sorry guys but that's a story for another night" he stood up then, brushing the dirt from his cloths "now you'll all have to excuse me but i need to go see a human about a wolf" he said before walking into the crowed.<br><br>he decided the best place to find Hayden would be close to her personal cabin. Wading through the crowed he finally pushed his way to where Hayden's cabin was, her looked around, still surrounded by people and wolves "ah this could take a while" he complained when he didn't see her right away, his old Scottish accent surfacing out of habit during his slight irritation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>19-07-2013, 22:46:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley,Anne,Nathaniel, Steve, Amber&nbsp; those at the gathering<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>Jaclyn looked up to Harley as he draped his arm over her shoulder, her body fit against his larger one easily enough. It had taken a bit of time for her to become comfortable with even him. For the longest time the only contact with the outside world she had was her father. So her joining the gathering was actually a bigger step then any of them really knew.<br><br>Standing as still as stone Jaclyn took in the new world around her. Her senses reaching outward and gathering any and all information she could. Nathaniel smelled different from Harley, in fact everyone did. The new sensations almost overwhelming yet so exciting. Her eyes closed as she took in Nathaniel's scent as he stood closest. Old earth, leather, sweet... the scents filtered through bringing with them images of where he had been almost as if she could see the path he took to get where he was now. Under all of that she could smell, oil, grit, smog, clearly he had been in a city recently. <br><br>Her eyes suddenly popped open as she could smell the fear and anger on him as well. Each emotion had its own scent, and at the moment he was drenched in those two in particular. Shaking her head Jaclyn seemed to press closer to Harley. Those emotions and scents were all too familiar and she knew all too well what came with them. She just hoped the elder would not see to striking out at her. <br><br>Thankfully he didn't seem to notice her at all. An occurrence she was used to, and honestly happy to have happen at this moment. As Harley introduced her she blinked and brought a soft smile to her face. <strong>"Sorry, I've just never seen so many...people in one place. It kind of overwhelmed my senses. But yes...Hello."</strong> she said lightly as her eyes took in the others around her. Each one special and coming from a place all their own. Steven smelled like the city a bit more than the others, but he had no scenes of fear surrounding him. Amber smelled a bit wilder then some, and the other two women each smelled of nature and life. Each of them ready to be mated, the strange thought brought a blush to Jaclyn's cheeks and she shook her head clearing it before she pull in any other information she did not want. <br><br>As Harley moved from her she looked over her shoulder, nodding as he patted the ground beside him. Her lithe body moving to the ground in one smooth motion. Her legs crossed and her bag snugly sat in her lap. <strong>"It's nice to meet you all as well."</strong> she said nodding to them all. Her demeanor was tense yet as if she belonged, shy yet welcoming to those that wanted to join or be near her. Jaclyn may be nervous about being around so many people at once. But she wasn't about to run, having spent too much time locked up she wasn't about to run straight back to that. Fear or no fear she would stay and explore this new world she had opened to her.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealdreamer</strong> on <strong>20-07-2013, 05:02:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1013.photobucket.com/albums/af255/fellea/Amber_1280x420.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Amber Vanlaer <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Steve/Harley-Jaclyn-Nathaniel/Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Fireside Group <br><hr><br>Although she should have been surprised with their new ‘pack master’ bowing out at the first sign of a crowd, Amber wasn’t, not in the least. It was better than the wolf being as old as he claimed, which was apparently old. She hadn’t heard his original response, but already the nearby lean-in’s that hadn’t had the courage to step up and be a part of the scene were whispering. They’d be playing the telephone game throughout the grounds all night, of that the she wolf had no doubt. Every wolf from here to Timbuktu would be singing about how Nathaniel was the secretly some Direwolf Hybrid God or some such. Without knowing it, Amber’s lips turned all sorts of scrunched as this scenario and half a dozen more played out in her head. Digging her toes absently into the grass, she harrumphed and gave the ground a kick.<br><br>“Retreating already, that’s not a good sign. He’s got a world of wolves to address though, so I’m sure he’ll just take it the logical way and make a series of appointments. Address us by surnames or-“ Amber paused during her loud proclamation, but only for a split second’s worth. Like a needle skipping across a bump on a record. “-or whatever.”<br><br>Without any real kind of ceremony the grumbling brunette thrust herself down beside the barrel of wine that their fearless leader was kind enough to leave. After the thought that just smacked her, she needed it. Possibly all of it.<br><br><em>‘Wolves from all over have gathered here. Loners, families… what’s to say they won’t too?’</em><br><br>“Fuck it, no reason all this wine should go to waste!” Not seeing any other free glasses, Amber took up the half finished one that Nathaniel had left. With a sniff at the rim, she shrugged and held it down as she turned the tap. Sticking her finger beneath the flow, she gave the prime vintage a taste while her glass filled. Realizing that one of the redheads had been speaking, finger still half in her mouth, she grinned around it before promptly pulling the digit out and giving Jaclyn a two fingered tip off from her brow.<br><br>"Amber." This she added as her eyes peeled about the small fireside group one last time before landing on Steve. Him she made go away by upending her glass, which not only succeeded in flooding her senses with the residual taste of the glasses' previous master, but a rich bouquet of later summer grapes with a hint of plum and an intricate smattering of mulling spices. The blend in itself was an intoxicant enough, alcohol notwithstanding. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>20-07-2013, 06:30:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/44b16dba-8f97-413c-aa8c-2f79bd758876_zpsfdb926af.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/44b16dba-8f97-413c-aa8c-2f79bd758876_zpsfdb926af.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Dr. Hayden Jamerson<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Any, Nathaniel<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside Doctor's Cabin<br><hr><br>Watching the gathering wolves, Hayden felt out of place among them for the first time that she could remember. Ever since her Father had started bringing her to learn the Chicago Pack, while she was in med school, she had felt at home in the Doctor's Cabin that Nathaniel provided. In the last few days however, since he'd put out that strange call, all the new Wolves coming to the community were making her feel out of sorts. She was feeling just how <em>HUMAN</em> she was for the first time and truly didn't like it. Before it had simply not been an issue. She was training to be the next Pack Healer, from a long line of Pack Healers...she wasn't a Wolf, but no one had cared because everyone had known her Father, and his Father, and <em>his</em> Mother...some of them going back for generations of her family.<br><br>She couldn't say that about all the strangers popping up now.<br><br>Seeing Nathaniel moving toward the cabin she let a small smirk curve her lips. She'd never let her face or body language show the concerns that had been bothering her for a few days now. When she felt the time was appropriate she'd mention them to the Alpha herself...or she'd get over them and it would never be an issue at all. Pushing away from the doorway she'd been leaning against, she wove through the crowd and managed to come up behind Nathaniel in time to hear him say, <em>"ah this could take a while."</em><br><br>"Well now that depends on who your looking for. Wolves are a dime a dozen at the moment, Human Doctors are a true rarity and a treasure to be found however," she said, a small amount of amusement, and a large amount of sarcasm lacing her words as she waited for the Alpha to turn and see the teasing smile curving her lips. "What can the I do for you Nathaniel? Actually, before you answer that, what are the odds I can get you to make all these new Wolves come to the Cabin for a check up over the next few days? If that call you let out means they'll be staying, I want to start files on all of them, especially those that have been turned so that we can catalogue any previous injuries/illnesses that might cause conflicts in the future."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta 8O8</strong> on <strong>20-07-2013, 14:07:43</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Jake Prior<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Downwind the Gathering<br><hr><br>Jake sighed as he continued to scan the huge...fuck fest gathering of wolves.<br>He had to force himself to continue searching past all the hot women, equally handsome men, and as much pussy, titties, and ass he'd ever seen in one place.<br>Though his mind was set on finding Jessica, his body felt differently.<br>It has been a while.<br>The last time he had any was before being deployed as a Ranger.<br>After that, little contact with any female of any nationality, race, or ethnicity.<br>No sex.<br><br>He had planned to get back a normal social life (or as close as one could get being an Inquisition member and all), but it fell through when he rescued Jessica.<br>After that he became an "Uncle", even after losing her.<br><br>Jake suddenly shook himself and scooted behind the hill he was currently laying on to spy on the Wolves.<br>How he had remained hidden for this long was beyond him.<br>And with those thoughts suddenly creeping up on him...<br>He was getting distracted.<br><br>Suddenly, his earpiece chirped.<br>An incoming radio call.<br><br>Jake Prior put his Binoculars away and reheld his Assault Rifle in a non-threatening manner.<br>He crouch walked a goodways away before hiding behind a tree, his Rifle aimed the way he had come but aware of his surroundings.<br>He was, after all, somewhat infamous...and a human combatant near a gathering of Werewolves.<br><strong>"This is Sword 1, standing by."</strong><br><br><strong><em>"Sword 1, this is Nighthawk actual. Have you checked out the site in question? Over."</em></strong><br>Nighthawk actual was the code word for the intelligence hub for Home Base.<br>They were the people whom had originally contacted him some 2 years back.<br><br><strong>"That's an affirmative, Nighthawk actual. You called it, a gathering of Wolves."</strong><br>Jake spoke in as low a voice as he could manage, not having to talk very loud anyway since he was using a throat mix.<br>His fingers touched one of two circular objects attached to his neck.<br>He used his left hand, his right, holding up the Rifle, finger laying on the side of the trigger.<br><strong>Be advised, Nighthawk actual, I have not. Repeat, NOT made contact with them yet. However, also be advised the King is here. I repeat, the King is here. How copy?"</strong><br><br>"The King is here".<br>Amongst the Inquisition Nathaniel Grey was known as a Hierarchy leader.<br>A Primary Target in their campaign against the wolves.<br>Though not really seen as a King, the Inquisition would like nothing more than to replay JFKs assassination but with Nathaniel Grey in his spot.<br><br><strong><em>"Solid copy, Sword 1. Uhh...be advised, there is a mission change. You're no longer scheduled for evac. Make contact with the King and act as a representative of our Group. Mission details will be relayed to you once we've confirmed you've made contact. How copy?"</em></strong><br><br>Jake swore silently.<br>Of all people they had to pick him to do this.<br>Wouldn't an older member? <br>A higher ranking member be of better use than him?<br>He was still in the neutral of all this, he just wanted to find Jessica. Not jump through hoop after hoop to get a bunch of smelly Dogs to like him.<br><br>Yeah, I said it...DOGS.<br><br>He was still in America.<br>He could ditch the plan, tell Nighthawk actual to go fuck themselves, and hoof it back to the nearest city.<br>A memory of Jessica flashed before his eyes and he knew he couldn't do that.<br>He'd be back at Square one, hunting down Inquisition members and wolves for information on Jessica's whereabouts.<br>Only...it led him nowhere.<br><strong>"Solid Copy, Nighthawk actual. Orders received and understood."</strong><br><br><strong><em>"Roger that, Sword 1. Be advised, weather update for your AO. AWACS on station to send traffic."</em></strong><br><br>Prior sighed.<br>Mission change, and now a weather update?<br>WITH an AWACS?<br>How much did they actually gamble on this Gathering being what it is?<br><strong>"Sword 1 standing by for traffic."</strong><br><br>A pause, then a new voice came on.<br><strong><em>"Sky Eye to Sword 1."</em></strong><br><br><strong>"Sword 1, go."</strong><br><br><strong><em>"Sky Eye to Sword 1. Sorry to bring the worst news, but our radar's picking up a lot of static energy to the east of your position. Looks like a Thunderstorm headed your way."</em></strong><br><br><em>Oh that's just fuckin awe-</em><br>Jake couldn't finish his thought.<br><br><strong><em>"No bearings on wind speed yet, but in about an hour you will no longer be downwind from your Objective. We recommend relocating to the other side of the encampment."</em></strong><br><br>If he didn't have to be quiet, Jake would've been pounding his head against the tree by now.<br>One bad news after another.<br>He was just about to turn his radio off and go rogue on this mission.<br>Instead...<br><strong>"Roger that, Sky Eye. Thanks for the update. Will be moving shortly, going back to radio silence. Over."</strong><br><br><strong><em>"Hope you brought your raincoat with you, Sword 1. We'll be on-station until 0500 Zulu time, then back to base for refuel. Good luck out there. Sky Eye Out."</em></strong><br><br>And that was it.<br>Jake Prior was alone again.<br>Alone and miserable.<br><br>Quietly going from a kneeling position to a standing one, he began to move around the Gathering, going from tree to tree. Checking his surroundings everytime he stopped or felt something out of place.<br>Everything spooked him into stopping.<br>Now...he could take the long way around and not be so spooked, but it meant possibly not beating the storm.<br>In which case, he'd get caught.<br>Sticking closer to the gathering meant he'd beat the storm, and possibly actually get his raincoat on, and not get caught...but the ratio of getting caught was much higher.<br><br>Jake's current plan was to make contact with Nathaniel Grey and Nathaniel Grey only.<br>Hoping, his age made him wise enough to look passed past sins.<br>Otherwise he was dead, regardless.<br><br>As he moved from cover to cover, there were times he swore he was done for, but no one came for him.<br>The amount of luck he was having was being stretched very thin, and soon, he'd run out.<br>Being from a Family of Hunters he grew up Catholic.<br>The Inquisition being what it is, capitalized on Catholic teachings. Twisting words and Bible verses to get their members to truly believe Wolves were sent by Satan himself.<br>Much like the Qoran against Americans.<br>Jake, like any other child, found church and Mass boring.<br>He skipped out on a number of sessions and was almost successful in not being baptized.<br>Almost.<br>But right now...Jake was apologizing for all those times, and pleading to God to allow him to sneak past the Wolves and remain hidden.<br><br>But...we all know how God works...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 19:19:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5tohp3FX61r0ioz9o1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Tasha Alexander<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Everyone at the fire, then Jake<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering/Woods<br><hr><br>Tasha realized how juvenile she must have sounded and blushed. Nathaniel didn't seem to want to talk about his story, so she didn't push it, and instead watched him leave. Looking around, she smiled at the newcomers.<br><br>"Hi. I'm Natasha, but it's Tasha for short."<br><br>Now that the novelty had passed for the moment, it hit her. Werewolves. Wolves. She was one? No. It wasn't possible. Was it? She sighed and realized she needed to get away from the others for a moment and just...think. Excusing herself after memorizing everyone's names and faces, she smiled.<br><br>"Please excuse me. I think I need to...think for a moment."<br><br>Giving a small wave, the redhead left the gathering and then walked quickly deeper into the woods. She had always had heightened senses, but she never knew why. Now it might make sense, although she still wasn't sure if she believed everything yet. Taking a deep breath of the forest air, she suddenly heard something. Turning her head in the direction, she spoke.<br><br>"Hello? Is someone there?"<br><br>Walking toward where she heard the sound, she honestly didn't know what she'd find. She didn't know about much of anything anymore.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 21:12:28</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Tasha, Anna, Nathaniel, Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>"Well, see you later you two." Harley said and then looked at Anna for a moment. "Well, I really doubt it would hurt for you to enjoy yourself and throwback a few cups. I won't have one, the scent of the sex around her is enough to drive me mad if I get drunk." He said with a bit of smirk and looked around. He was having a hard time not trying to find a partner as it was but he didn't want to show that openly. He bit his lip and held in a deep sigh, looking around to distract himself. <br><br>He looked at Jaclyn and thought for a moment and then looked back at Anna. He wasn't sure what to do from here, the sex was intoxicating and distracting him badly. He could feel himself harden a bit at sighed quietly. Tonight had the potential to be a long and very frustrating night if this kept up.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta 8O8</strong> on <strong>22-07-2013, 04:30:43</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Jake Prior<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Natasha<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods<br><hr><br>Jake quickly moved from tree to tree almost to about where he could finally stop and go much deeper to build a shelter without detection from the woods.<br>A rustle to his right made him jump and he hid behind the nearest tree.<br>He spied a young couple who didn't seem to want to copulate in public, and needed privacy.<br><br>As quietly as he could he walked deeper into the woods until he could no longer see or hear the couple before continuing onwards, not liking that fact that he had to detour to stay out of sight.<br><br>Then, like a ghost, she was there.<br>Tasha had walked straight at him, and he only caught sight when it was too late to do anything but hide and stay hidden.<br>But in his haste to slip behind a tree, he bumped into it making a thud like noise.<br><br>"Hello? Is someone there?"<br><br>Jake winced, and held his breath, as if it would help hide him.<br>But when she didn't immediately leave.<br>Well...she could probably hear his heart thumping faster than snare drums in a Parade.<br>Exhaling quickly, he tucked his Rifle behind his back and side stepped out from behind the tree, his hands up in a non-defensive manner.<br><strong>"Don't be afraid."</strong> He said softly while slowly walking towards her. <strong>"I'm a friend..."</strong> Jake gave a pause and glanced to the side, giving a small shrug. <strong>"Kinda"</strong><br><br>The young Soldier waited for her to attack immediately.<br>Everything about him smelled and looked like Inquisition minus the white trench coat.<br>She could probably smell his silver sword since it gave off an odor.<br><br>He began to slowly approach her, stopping when if she moved away.<br><strong>"My name is Jake Prior, and I come in peace...and a representative of the organization I'm with to your..um..thing."</strong><br>As he spoke he sized her up and liked what he saw in the curve of her body.<br>Her hair and her eyes were- FOCUS!<br>The young man recognized her as one of those who were talking to Nathaniel Grey.<br>Perhaps they knew each other and asking for an escort through the Gathering could be sorted out.<br>That or have Nathaniel Grey come out to him.<br><strong>"You wouldn't happen to be able to call over your Pack Leader, would you? I've honestly done some thing's in the past that has made me a lot of enemies amongst your kind."</strong><br><br>Jake seemed to think Natasha knew more about the gathering than she really did.<br>Even to the point of knowing Grey on a personal level.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>22-07-2013, 05:08:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5tohp3FX61r0ioz9o1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Tasha Alexander<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jake<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods<br><hr><br>Fortunately for Jake, she didn't recognize or even know what an inquisition member was. The silver smelled bad to her, but she didn't know the danger. Therefore, when he came around from behind a tree and held up his hands, she didn't attack. Not that she would have anyway, but she had no idea who he was. However, his get-up made her nervous. He looked like a SWAT team member, and she could see his weapons even in the dim light. Who was he and why was he here?<br><br>Still, she didn't run or accuse him...just...stared. He was an attractive man, but apparently everyone else here was as well. He was obviously separate from the people...wolves...in the gathering, and she didn't know if that made her feel less nervous or more so.<br><br>"Umm...I'm Tasha. And you seem to have a better idea of what is going on here than I do. I don't even know who the pack leader is, or what kind of 'pack' this is. I guess that guy by the fire seemed to be in charge, but I don't know where he went. I'm not even sure I should be here."<br><br>Blushing, she moved closer so she could see him better.<br><br>"I guess I'm not much help. Why all the weapons and armor? Why are you here?"<br><br>Tilting her head, her red hair fell over her shoulder and she studied him carefully.<br><br>"And what is your organization? Are you a...well...one of them?"<br><br>She gestured back to the gathering, although she instinctively knew he wasn't a wolf. She just wasn't allowing herself to trust her instincts yet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jetblackmirror</strong> on <strong>22-07-2013, 18:14:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft"><strong>Anna Lochlynn</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley, Jaclyn, Amber, Steve.<br><strong>Location:</strong> At the fire/moving about<br>(http://i40.tinypic.com/jtvqdw.jpg)</div><br><hr><br>Anna looked over to Harley, raising an eyebrow. Slowly, her lips curled up into a bit of a smirk, giving a little shake of her head accompanied by a small giggle. The smell of arousal was abundant, but the smell of all of the actual sex taking place was nearly enough to drown that out. Maybe she was weird - or maybe she was broken - but the sights and smells did little to get her going. But maybe some more wine was all she needed. She finished what was left in her cup then stood, giving herself a good stretch, her arms over her head until she relaxed and they fell to her sides again.<br><br>Her eyes moved between Harley and Jaclyn, to Amber and Steve. "So uh, any of you guys wouldn't happen to know a place where I could shower, would you? Or maybe a near by... lake. Or some other body of water?" She asked with a little shrug. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealdreamer</strong> on <strong>22-07-2013, 22:17:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1013.photobucket.com/albums/af255/fellea/Amber_1280x420.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Amber Vanlaer <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Tasha/Anna/Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Fireside <br><hr><br>Watching as one of the pretty cardinals slipped away from the flicker of the fire's side and out into the writhing crowds, Amber, having drained her first glass already with that neat little up-down motion she'd made, leaned over and flicked at the barrel's tap again. Filling her glass, she mused over the names she'd taken in already. The one who'd just left... Tasha. Wasn't it? No doubt she'd find out later if she stayed around long enough. Hearing one of the other redhead's pipe up, Amber cocked a brow as she turned, glass in hand.<br><br>"Oh, is that you who needed the hosing down? You're well enough put together that I couldn't tell with all the sweat and dirt flying around out here tonight." She teased the timid she wolf as she reclined backward onto the flat of her palm. Legs sliding outward, Amber gave a stretch as she sipped at her second glass.<br><br>"... I'm kidding. You look worth your salt, no doubt you hoofed it here like I'd expect any self respecting wolf to do." Thinking, Amber taped her nails along the belly of her glass before pointing with one out into the forested expanse behind them. "Yeah. That's right. There was a big, lazy river that bowed along back there off to the south of the farthest cabin. Actually that's where I threw my junk. You're welcome to bunk with me as long as you don't plan on rutting all night like the rest of these beasts."<br><br>Despite her earlier intentions, Amber decided to drop a bit of the roughness she'd planned on adopting. Most of these folks seemed harmless, and she'd barked enough already; anymore of that toughness, and she'd no doubt be starting trouble without meaning to. Tonight, at least, she could catch a good buzz and form an alliance or two. She'd have to get something going in case she ran into <em>them.</em> Resisting the shiver that threatened to shake her spine, Amber instead chewed at the scar running across her bottom lip.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>azzmeister89</strong> on <strong>23-07-2013, 00:46:04</strong>
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				(http://www.hot2me.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/Romulo-Pires-587x311.jpg)<br><br><strong>Who:</strong> Nathaniel Grey<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Hayden, open<br><strong>Location:</strong> the gathering, the doctors Cabin<br><br><br><br>Nathaniel chuckled as he turned and saw the teasing smirk on the doctors face "you know for a human, you are incredibly difficult to track" he moved closer to her and a small frown appeared as she made her request "i can let them all know but weather they will all listen is another story, turning into my wolf form wont be enough to win them over i'm afraid so there are plenty who wont follow my orders just yet" he gave another small smile and sat down on one of the steps of her cabin "ok so my turn" his expression turned serious "as you know, i don't age, forever stuck at twenty six in terms of my body but i'm over three thousand years of age" he began fidgeting with his fingers "lately iv'e noticed i have been feeling stiff and cramped in my legs and arms after i transform and i know its a common issue with dogs when they get old" he stopped then to collect his thoughts and after a deep sigh said "do you think its possible that my wolf is dying? that there is only a certain age the original wolves can get before the gift is done? and if so will i die with the wolf or become mortal again?" <br><br>A small change in the wind bought Nathaniel's attention away from his own troubles then and he caught an unwelcome scent "Doctor, we will have to finish this conversation later it seems, please wait here" with that he bolted to the location with the scent and found a man who reeked of silver in tactical gear talking to the young girl who seemed to be unaware of what she was "Tasha, step away from him" he said, his voice was gentle and reassuring but at the same time was laced with a heavy presence of authority.<br><br>Nathaniel turned to look at the man and a cold calculating look spread across his face "a lone hunter" he said quietly "i guess the Inquisition has gotten reckless and desperate, if you came her to kill the infamous and Heretical Nathaniel Grey then you will need more then one man" he circled the man slowly then "or maybe your a bad apple they decided to get rid of, but the church cant just send you to a new branch no, you might talk so what better way to shut you up then place your neck right into the jaws of the wolf" he let a half smile curve his lips then "figuratively speaking that is" he stopped right in front of him then and crossed his arms "who are you? clearly your either replaceable to the church or your an idiot, either way there's no point in killing you" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>23-07-2013, 05:50:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley,Anne,Nathaniel, Steve, Amber&nbsp; those at the gathering<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>Jaclyn sat next to Harley as the gathering toward around them. As silly as it seemed Jaclyn started to feel trapped and as if she needed to run once more. Hating being closed in or trapped, she found herself unable to really stand being closed in. Her thoughts of so many people being around were broken when Harley spoke about the scent of sex around them.<br><br>Without thinking Jaclyn took a deep breath, which she soon regretted as her sensed nearly burned as the scent worked through her lungs. She had never seen sex, or learned much about it to be fair. Her father keeping what she learned to what he felt was she should know. And sex was certainly not one of those things. <strong>"Can you really get drunk off sex?"</strong> she asked not really sure if it was simply a saying. Or if the fuzzy feeling that tickled at the back of her mind was what Harley was talking about. <br><br>Part of her wondered if what her father said was true, were they simply animals made to fuck...eat and kill? The gathering around her certainly seemed&nbsp; like it was proving what her father said to be true. But still with that thought in mind, Jaclyn couldn't ignore the warmth that linger within her body. As Anna asked about a place to wash up Jaclyn shook her head. Having not had the chance to really explore the grounds just yet. As Amber answered Anna, Jaclyn pulled her bag closer to her and tried to not seem like a mouse among wolves. Biting her lip nearly hard enough to draw blood she looked around unsure of what to do now. <strong>"Are these gatherings always like this?"</strong> she asked looking to those around her trying not to pay attention to what was happening around them. Her lip coming across her lips to try and sooth the sting her teeth had left behind.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta 8O8</strong> on <strong>23-07-2013, 08:20:42</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Jake Prior<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Natasha<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods<br><hr><br>Jake politely kept his mouth shut while Natasha spoke, offering her a friendly smile and nodding here and there to show he as attentive.<br>In his mind he cursed his luck.<br>Of course, there would be those who were not aware of their situation as a Wolf.<br>And of course he'd be found by one of them.<br><br>When she was done speaking, he gave a somewhat slow nod.<br><strong>"Well...those're some pretty specific questions. You must've given some of your School Teachers hell with the wanting to know every detail bit."</strong><br><br>He allowed her to move closer, but did not move closer himself.<br>Jake kept himself planted where he was, cradling his Rifle in his hands as if standing guard were all he was doing.<br><strong>"First things first...I'm not a Wolf. I <em>was</em> an Inquisition Member. A Hunter. Your enemy. I come from a long family line of them dating back to the original Roman Army. I ran away from the life in hopes of living the way I want to but it caught up."</strong><br>He paused there having a sudden flashback of back then.<br><strong>"Second, I represent an organization that has existed since the Cold War. A neutral party to both sides but with enough firepower to defend itself. "</strong><br><br>Then the wind shifted.<br>But only slightly.<br>His welcoming and polite demeanor dropped into an unhappy frown.<br><strong>"Goddamnit."</strong> He muttered.<br>Jake backed away from Natasha and put his back into the tree.<br>He didn't want to get surrounded if EVERYBODY came running.<br>But it surprised him when only one showed up...for now.<br><br><hr><strong>Tagged:</strong> Nathaniel &amp; Natasha<br><br>It was Nathaniel Grey.<br>THE Nathaniel Grey.<br><br>Inwardly, Jake Prior's mind sparked.<br><br>Days and Days and Weeks and Weeks and Months...of staring at Nathaniel Grey's picture.<br>Feeling a reconstructed fake skull structure of the Man's face.<br>How he transformed into the Wolf.<br>How he transformed back.<br>How he moved.<br>How he spoke.<br>His History.<br>Who he killed.<br>How he did it.<br>His injuries.<br>His scars.<br>The locations of said scars.<br>The Inquisition trained <em>every</em> member of their Hit Squads <em>every</em> detail they had on Nathaniel Grey.<br>So when the day came that they needed to identify a target that <em>could</em> be him.<br>Identify a <em>body</em> that <em>could</em> be him.<br>Identify a body <em>part</em> that <em>could</em> be him.<br>Identify a charred husk of human/wolf meat that <em>could</em> be him...<br>They could do it in a matter of seconds and be a hundred percent sure of their answer.<br>No hesitations.<br><br>And the training was torturous.<br>A good 5% went Mad and was locked up in asylum or simply put down.<br><br>If Jake didn't have total control over his body this would have been a very short meeting.<br>Because Jake was a hundred and ten percent sure, this was Nathaniel Grey.<br><br>As Nathaniel ordered Natasha to step away, he pushed himself off of the tree and moved forward a bit to allow Grey to circle him.<br>As if to say that he wasn't afraid of the Beast, even with his back turned.<br><br>"A lone Hunter."<br><br>The young soldier heard Grey's first words towards him.<br>He didn't move, nor release his hands from his weapon, which he still held in a non-threatening manner.<br>Nor did he speak.<br>Though he was no Wolf, he used his senses to keep track of the Legendary Wolf as it circled him.<br><br>Prior forced himself not to roll his eyes as Nathaniel spoke.<br>If this had been a movie Prior probably would have forced a fight out of the old Wolf.<br>Stopping him from creating a Monologue.<br><br>"Who are you? Clearly you're either replaceable to the Church or an Idiot. Either way there's no point in killing you."<br><br>Grey stopped in front of him with his arms crossed.<br>They locked eyes for a while, before Jake spoke.<br><strong>"First of all, the Inquisition has always been reckless and desperate. I don't know if you've noticed the faggots walking around in White Trench Coats armed with nothing but, at the most, two pistols and dual blades."</strong><br>Jake didn't hold back on his words. Nor was he kind with his opinions.<br>He was right, though.<br>Lately Jake had been seeing more wanna-be Dante douche-bags than real Hunters.<br>Real Killers.<br><strong>"Second of all, if I were still with the Inquisition and wanted you dead it would've happened a long time ago and half this Gathering would've been covered in dead bodies from a missile strike."</strong><br><br>Ever since the ending of Operation Iraqi Freedom and the Sane minds of the US Government, a lot of American Soldiers went rogue and went on to do mercenary work using their Military skill set.<br>A great number of Pilots also followed and flew sorties all over the world, and weren't afraid to drop bombs in any country including their own.<br>Fortunately, most Americans didn't have that kind of cash to be able to even <em>think</em> about contacting said Mercenary groups.<br>Jake seemed to have saved up enough for one Airstrike, though only God know specifically what type.<br><br><strong>"I was what you would call the Delinquent of the group. They gave me orders, I did whatever the fuck it took to get it done. Against you, it would've been a single shot from a Rifle made to put down Tanks from a mile away."</strong><br><br>He paused there.<br>Since he was already found there was no reason to hide himself from anyone anymore.<br>Jake released his weapon, which went slack and hung from his shoulder strap.<br>He fished out his Cigarettes from his pocket, Marlboro Ice Blast, and lit up, taking in a drag.<br>The young man exhaled through his nose, and then pinched on the indicated spot to break the capsule within the filter.<br><strong>"Third. Church didn't get rid of me. My last assignment they ordered me to put down a 10-year-old girl. A wolf who didn't know what she was and harmed no one. She had survived the massacre of her Family and fled to LA."</strong><br>Jake felt the anger within him begin to rise up. as he explained himself to Nathaniel Grey.<br>He had nightmares of that time.<br>Journal entries of that time.<br>A photo he kept on him at all times.<br>The young man took a deep drag of his cigarette, trying to calm his nerves and keep a cool profile.<br><strong>"I tracked her down to a Warehouse on the docks. When it came time to do it, I couldn't. I've made a lot of mistakes in my life, Mr. Grey. Thankfully, killing Children was not one of them. At least five Inquisition Agents died to my Shotgun that night, the rest went with the Warehouse when the C4 charge I set went off. Total of 12. I abandoned them, because they were acting just as bad as Al-Qaeda with the Muslim religion."</strong><br>He paused.<br><strong>"That was three years ago. Who am I?"</strong><br>24601<br>Jake finished his cigarette and flicked it into the woods somewhere.<br><strong>"I'm Sergeant Jake Prior with the Lycan Armor Brigade. It's the name of the Organization I'm with. I think it's a little corny, but whatever. If you know the name Prior, my family has a long history of Hunters all the way back to the original Roman Army. If you know my full name, it's because I tortured that Wolf in the Middle East a few years back. The Brigade sent me here to see what the Gathering was about. The Mission changed a few minutes ago and now they want me to act as a Representative on their account."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>El Maligno</strong> on <strong>23-07-2013, 16:14:08</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong>Steve Matthews <br><strong>Tagged:</strong>Amber Vanlaer/Anna-Tasha/Open<br><strong>Location:</strong>Fireside Group <br><hr><br>(http://blog.zap2it.com/pop2it/ian-somerhalder-season-4-vampire-diaries.jpg)<strong> (Also what he is currently wearing) </strong><br><br>Steve listened as various members of the fireside group broke off. Including their "pack master" he looked around as he was momentarily distracted by the massive scents and noise created by his fellow wolves as the party definitely got started down below. The amount of pheromones in the air that radiated out of them was thick enough to cut with a knife. With all of their heightened senses he knew each member before the fire (depending on how long and the type of were they were) could each to a varying degree hear the sharp intake of breath as one of their female companions felt a man enter her. They could smell the alcohol on the breath of the chatting circle of friends by another fire, the delicious scent of some rare wine being poured. If they looked down below they could see a teeming mass of naked bodies enjoying each other. <br><br><em>Just one big orgy under the moon huh?&nbsp; &nbsp; </em><br><br>He began to focus on the scents on each of his newfound pack members keeping in mind how they were all very different from each other though a few obviously lived in the wild while the others were like him and blended in with the humans. City life was just too much fun for Steve to pull away from, enough so that he was willing to risk an encounter with "them". Besides if he let his guard down or did something stupid enough to catch their attention he had only himself to blame. He smiled as he listened to the exchange between Amber and Anna. Adding in after Amber finished "If anything I am more than sure one of these fine young bucks would be more than willing to take you down to the river to bathe. Quite possibly they will join you...as you can see..." he gestured down below "not a shy bunch of people here.."<br><br>&nbsp;He flashed an amused smile and laughed when the young girl Jacyln asked if you could get drunk off of sex. "I guess you could put it that way..yes. Only if it's really good sex though...not very appealing if you have a bad experience or a very bad partner. I'm sure a beauty like you won't have to wonder too long though." Steve gave a small wink to show he was just playing with her as he answered her next question putting in his own personal opinion. "Well you see....I figure everyone has the same mindset. We could all die at anytime..seeing as how we are hunted down like common beasts....So we all usually just live for the moment and enjoy life to the fullest. We are celebrating and enjoying ourselves on what could be our last night and trust me darling....once you've had that blissful feeling....well its very hard not to want to enjoy it again and again..." Steve shifted his weight onto his other foot as he began to feel a bit more excited his blood boiling and his inner wolf demanding him to challenge, win and dominate the females before him. They were all very appealing healthy females their bodies telling his that they were prime mating candidates. Still he suppressed his instincts, He did not like being controlled...no matter how appealing the thought could be sometimes. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>23-07-2013, 22:27:29</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Tasha, Anna, Nathaniel, Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>Harley laughed and thought for a moment. "I am not sure I would say that you get drunk off of the sex, I would say you get drunk off of the release it gives your body." He said to her softly and looked at her, he noticed the redness of her lip and thought for a moment. "Have you not really experienced it?" He asked and then thought for a moment to the way he had found her. "Never mind, Jaclyn, I think I have answered my own question." He added and smiled at her softly. <br><br>He looked at Anna and then Amber and then Steve for a moment. "From the ones that I have seen, they always are, we seem to be the odd group out here, the only ones with our, pants still on so to speak." He said with a grin and looked at Jaclyn for a soft moment. He recognized her need to move and thought for a moment. "If you need a break, do not be afraid to take one, Jaclyn, would you like me to go with you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>23-07-2013, 22:39:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5tohp3FX61r0ioz9o1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Tasha Alexander<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jake, Nathaniel<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods<br><hr><br>Tasha had been moving closer to Jake when suddenly Nathaniel burst onto the scene.<br><br>"What...?"<br><br>Before she could say anything, both men were hostile, although Jake did seem more defensive than offensive. Frowning, she was forced to back up, but she didn't leave. Watching with interest, she could tell that Jake wasn't welcome here, but he was trying to convince both of them that he meant well. Brow furrowed, the redhead stayed close, but let the men discuss things.<br><br>However, she saw true hostility in Nathaniel's eyes and suddenly stepped between them and put one hand on each strong chest.<br><br>"Whoa...whoa...whoa. Let's just calm down for a second and talk this out. Okay? Jake hasn't threatened or attacked me, and he hasn't given any indication of violence...besides his S.W.A.T. gear."<br><br>Raising an eyebrow at that, she then turned to Nathaniel.<br><br>"I don't know what's going on, but before you overreact, why don't you listen to what he has to say."<br><br>Her blue eyes looked between the two, and it took her mind off her own problems for the moment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealdreamer</strong> on <strong>24-07-2013, 03:19:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1013.photobucket.com/albums/af255/fellea/Amber_1280x420.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Amber Vanlaer <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Anna/Group mention/Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Fireside <br><hr><br>Listening to the back and forth between the small posse she and the rest of the wolves about the fire made up, Amber couldn't help but let her grin creep wider and wider. Fueled by the heat of the fire, the perfume of sex, and the glow from the wine as she finished her second cup, she poured herself a third cup. Savoring the heady blend of spices of properly ripened fruit and autumn spices, the she wolf took another leisurely sip from her glass, and drank in the various dips and peaks of emotion that pulsed outward from her unlikely companions. Steve's confliction, Anna's innocent need, Harley's burgeoning lust, Jacyln's unyielding curiosity; they all played a part in the symphony of smells that flooded Amber's senses. A heady musk in the very least, it churned itself around in her wine soaked brain into a convoluted ball of chaos. And what benefited chaos best? More chaos. And a good measure of <em>I don't give a fuck</em>.<br><br>"Come on little Anna, let's go relax in the water." Her tone left little room for argument despite it's flippant nature. Waving a hand, Amber proceeded to upend and down her third glass. The wine didn't all make it into her mouth, and where it didn't, found outlets at the corners of her mouth that trickled down in dark, red rivulets along her clavicles; all of which disappeared wantonly beneath the low neck of her gauzy tunic. Wiping her mouth with the back of the same hand that'd tipped her glass, Amber gasped contently and stooped to curl a short, powerful arm around the remainder of the wine barrel.<br><br>"I'll protect you from the big, bad wolves horning about this place. A girl can use some 'me time' once in a while, yeah?" Laughing now, Amber's glass dangled precariously from her fingertips as she gestured around the fire, index finger extended. "Any peeping Tom's be warned now. If you're staring at my bare ass while I'm trying to relax, beware the claws and teeth that follow." Turning that finger to Anna, Amber gave the fresh wolf a more sober expression and popped her head in the direction of the water. "Still wanna' wash up?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jetblackmirror</strong> on <strong>24-07-2013, 03:57:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft"><strong>Anna Lochlynn</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Amber, Steve, Open.<br><strong>Location:</strong> To the river!<br>(http://i40.tinypic.com/jtvqdw.jpg)</div><br><hr><br>Amber did have a point. She couldn't be any dirtier than any other wolf there, but still, being a city girl, being caked in dried blood and mud wasn't her favorite thing. Plus, while this was quite the party, she felt a bit out of place. None the less, she smiled at Amber, not expecting such a nice offer from the wild brunette. She nodded, "That would be nice. Thank you." He gave a nod.<br><br>She glanced over to Steve, raising an eyebrow at him, letting her lips curl into a smirk. "Maybe I'm not interested in any of these "bucks"... unless you're offering, tall, dark, and handsome?" She grinned, chuckling despite herself. "Just kidding. I think Amber and I can make our way to the river just fine." She looked back to Amber and gave a nod, following her lead, soon in stride next to her. <br><br>"I haven't had time for a good rinse in a few days." She commented, all ready kicking her shoes off. "Things can be a bit stressful when your parents are trying to hunt you down and kill you." She gave a lop sided smile. "I'm pretty sure I lost them - for now, that is. Now, at least I know they'll probably die before they every get to me."<br><br>She gave an apologetic glance over to Amber. "Sorry. I talk a lot."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>24-07-2013, 03:57:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/44b16dba-8f97-413c-aa8c-2f79bd758876_zpsfdb926af.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/44b16dba-8f97-413c-aa8c-2f79bd758876_zpsfdb926af.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Dr. Hayden Jamerson<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Nathaniel, Tasha, Jake<br><strong>Location:</strong> Following Nathaniel<br><hr><br>Hayden wasn't really surprised at Nathaniel's answer to her question. She hadn't really expected him to just make all the new Wolves line up and submit for physical's from some unknown, Human, doctor...even if she was <em>his</em> doctor. Still suggesting it and getting files on at least <em>some</em> of them would be a start. She liked to know who was coming through the Pack she considered her own even though she was merely a Human adjunct to it.<br><br>His question to her though, now <em>THAT</em> was a surprise! She had no idea how to answer it in the least and would need time to think on it...and probably a few vials of blood from both his Human and Wolf shapes. She'd need blood from a regular wolf as well, and possibly from a few of the older, and younger, Pack members to make full comparisons before she'd even hazard a guess about his Wolf aging. She supposed it was possible. It was also possible that he'd simply been in so many battles, been hurt so many times, that even his recuperative abilities simply couldn't keep up with the accumulated damage. Until she started doing tests she wouldn't be able to answer him with even a guess.<br><br>And before she could tell him any of that he was telling her to stay put and heading off! The very idea made her give a rather unladylike snort of derision and she was up and following him before you could say, "Boo." She didn't move as smoothly through the crowd as he did, it didn't part for her the way it did for the Alpha, but she slipped easily amid the Wolves and managed to keep an eye on the man she was tailing. If he hadn't been so focused on whatever he'd scented he might even have noticed...at the least he should have remembered that she rarely took such bold orders well and guessed that she'd follow.<br><br>When she came up behind Nathaniel it was in time to see him telling a young woman to stand away from a man who looked like a reject from a military movie set. She said nothing but remained behind and to the side of Nathaniel so that she'd be out of the way should a fight break out. She wasn't surprised in the least at the level of aggression being displayed, after all this man had invaded Nathaniel's territory. She was surprised that Nathaniel didn't see the point in keeping him alive however and when there was a break in the conversation she moved forward, placing a gentle hand on the Alpha's shoulder and speaking in a tone so low only the Alpha - and Tasha, being a Wolf, though Hayden doesn't realize it - would hear, "If nothing else, keep him alive long enough to find out where these people he's told about the Pack are. They know where we are, if we don't find out where they are, we'll have to move the entire community you've built to ensure the Pack's safety."<br><br>Having said her piece to the Alpha, she stepped back and looked to the young woman who was trying to diffuse a situation she didn't fully understand. Giving her a gentle smile stepped back further and held out her hand, indicating the woman should follow suit as well before holding out her hand in greeting, her tone conversational, as if Nathaniel wasn't blatantly threatening to kill a man in front of them, "Welcome. If your Wolven you'll be made welcome here. If you're Human, you'll be seen safely back to Chicago after I administer a drug that will make you forget where, and what, we are. I'm Hayden Jamerson, the Pack's Doctor and Healer. Who might you be?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>24-07-2013, 04:09:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley,Anne, Steve, Amber&nbsp; those at the gathering<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>Jaclyn looked to Steve, the city wolf that had an air of cocky confidence around him. She couldn't remember the last time she had been within a large city. The trip here had Harley and herself traveling paths that weren't always taken. Skating around the cities, the crowded streets left behind before she was forced to face them. But Jaclyn also knew that each person had the place they thrived. And to be honest the pictures that she had seen in some of her books made her want to travel the world a hundred times over. Though the description Steve gave for sex confused her a bit, it sounded as if it could become someone’s addiction. But as she looked about his words did kind of fit the situation at hand. <strong>"I guess there are a great deal of good partners around...I mean...they all seem to be enjoying themselves."</strong> she said trying to resist the urge to look around her once more. The comment about her being a beauty and not having to wait long caused her to fidget where she sat. The idea scared her...and in a strange way excited her. In truth Jaclyn had no idea what to do about it all...least of all about what she was feeling. <br><br>As he spoke about the way they lived, that their last day could be today she thought about where she had come from. The contrast of the two worlds, here they lived for the day because it could be their last. And where she came from she lived because there was no choice but wish it was her last. Jaclyn wondered if there really was a way for her to belong, or was she just too different? <strong>"I suppose your right." </strong>she said softy giving him a soft half smile. <br><br>Harley spoke up about her questions as well, her gaze turning to look at him as he spoke about the release of sex. She understood the idea of it, after all she wasn't stupid. She knew the definition of an orgasm but the feeling of it was something she had no clue about. She was about to say something when he asked if she had ever felt it. Again she bit her lip hard and simply shook her head, thankful that he didn't force her to answer. It seemed almost foolish to not know what another person’s touch felt like with all of the open sexuality going around them. When he finally asked about taking a break and even offered to go with her she let a breath go,<strong> "Yes." </strong>she said suddenly but blinked and looked around. <strong>"I mean...it’s just all so...I'm not really used to...people."</strong> she groaned realizing how utterly pathetic she sounded. The scent of arousal was clear all around, the men's state was not something she could miss. Harley wanted to have sex with someone, and she knew it was selfish to ask him to come with her. She didn't need a babysitter...right? <strong>"It's ok you can stay with them I know you want."</strong> she told him and stood, <strong>"It was nice meeting you all. I just need a bit of fresh air and to move, been caged up to long."</strong> she said laughing awkwardly, <strong>"Till later then?"</strong>&nbsp; she asked not sure how welcome she would be here in the end of it all. <br><br>Amber seemed keen on spending some time with Anne, and she was sure the men wanted to find their own partners for the evening. So Jaclyn nodded softly and started to back from the group. <strong>"I'm just going to go for a run."</strong> she said softly, giving Harley a soft smile trying to assure him he could do whatever he wanted to do. Her gripped in her hands Jaclyn turned and started to walk through the very active camp, towards the tree line hoping that the fresh air would help calm whatever was going on within her body.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>24-07-2013, 04:37:57</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Tasha, Anna, Nathaniel, Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>"I think that I will tag along with you, Jaclyn, hold on there." He said to her with a bit of a soft laugh as he hopped up and followed her quickly, moving to her side, draping his arm over her shoulders as he looked at her for a moment and bit his lip. "You know that I prefer your company." He said to her in a soft and playful tone as they walked together. He had truly grown to enjoy his time with her. He thought that it helped her a lot and in plenty of ways it helped him as well. <br><br>He wasn't sure what else to do anyway or who else to go talk too. He had to think that everyone had their own little thing. He also knew that he truly wanted to be around Jaclyn more than anyone else right now but he didn't know how to come out and say that to her, he didn't know how she would feel about it. Or him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealdreamer</strong> on <strong>24-07-2013, 04:40:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1013.photobucket.com/albums/af255/fellea/Amber_1280x420.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Amber Vanlaer <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Anna/ Harley/ Steve/ Jaclyn/ Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Fireside <br><hr><br>"Pffff, that's alright, I can do my fair share of yapping too. Wait until this wine's gone, you'll be sorry you took me up on my offer." Well on her way to drunk, Amber didn't give the matter a second thought. In fact, she could only shrug as the newly fledged wolf caught wind of her energy and accepted her offer for a dip, she continued their path to the water at a brisk pace. Barrel under one arm and a glass in the other meant she couldn't offer the woman a pat, or anyone else they were leaving behind at the fire a real wave, but she could tip her head and shoot off her mouth some more.<br><br>"Later Harley, later <em>Matthews</em>..." There was only the barest hint of a challenge in her voice, as if the wolf inside her reared it's head without her meaning it to, to claw at the resolve they both kept amidst the intoxicating thrall of everything lupine that went on around them. Because sure, there was the sex between those still in the flesh as well as those who'd fallen to the fur, but there was also feasting. There was dancing, running, howling. The wolves around them weren't only going at it like rabbits, but were fully submerging themselves in the nature of their inner animal. They freed themselves from the expectations of humanity, let their bones crack and their fur flourish beneath the belly of a swollen moon, indulged their cramped muscles in bouts of various canine revelry and sport. The song of their kind was thick in the air this night, and Amber would be damned before she let something like bumping into family she hoped not to bump into, or someone trying to fuck her, get in her way. Tonight was a night to be <em>alive</em>.<br><br>"... that means you're welcome too, Jaclyn, if you're up for some soaking and some time away from the men. Don't feel the need to spend the evening alone if all you want's a bit of a chat and some safe companionship. Screw these guys and their throbbing little bits and pieces." Amber drawled off in a low, rumbling tenor as her spine clicked and cracked. Rolling her shoulders, the hazel eyed beaut began shrugging off her tunic as she walked.<br><br>"Finally I can peel these goddamn clothes off. Good call Anna." Without an ounce of care as to where the filmy top ended up, she continued her liquid shimmies and shrugs until the verdant garment pooled around her waist and bowed down away from her hips. It's final resting place was a pool at her toes, and with another step forward, the dirt still warm from her passing. With a shake of her head, the brunette sighed contently. Breasts more heavy than pert hugged her chest greedily; their tips were puckered little things crowning the wide, dusky circles of her areolae, like jewels set at the center of plush, big, mounded pillows. Like most of their kind, save the newly turned with all their modern day notions of modesty, Amber cared little for her state of dress, or in this case, undress. She'd already announced she was going out to seek water, and the only kind of idiots that went into the water fully dressed were the same kind of idiots that entered the passion of the change fully clothed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>24-07-2013, 04:54:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley,Anne, Steve, Amber&nbsp; those at the gathering<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>Jaclyn walked not knowing where she would really head to, but there had to be some place she could go to feel free. Jaclyn wanted to ask Harley to come, she felt safe and good with him near her. His voice rumbled through her mind once more as he told her to hold up. Her feet stopping in their tracks as she heard his body moving from the ground. The feel of his warm body against hers as he draped his arm over her shoulder surprised her and a soft gasp came from her lips.<strong> "Only if you want to."</strong> she said softly as her smaller form fit against his body easily. A soft smile coming to her lips as he said he preferred her company. Her hand reaching up softly to touch the fingers that draped over her shoulder. <strong>"ok.' </strong> she said and smiled to him softly. <br><br>Amber's voice soon fallowed them and Jaclyn turned a bit to glance at her. The invitation caused Jaclyn to smile a bit more, <strong>"That is very nice of you. I will remember that....thank you."</strong> she said delightfully surprised to have gotten the invite. And the idea of getting to know more people was very appealing. It was certainly something she was going to have to remember. But for now she wanted to get some air and maybe go for a run. Looking back to Harley she nodded as if telling him she was ready. Harley was used to her more quiet nature; her gestures spoke for just as much as her words did most days.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jetblackmirror</strong> on <strong>24-07-2013, 05:12:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft"><strong>Anna Lochlynn</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Amber, Open.<br><strong>Location:</strong> The River<br>(http://i40.tinypic.com/jtvqdw.jpg)</div><br><hr><br>She wasn't sure if Amber was just drunk, or if this was how she normally was, but she seemed fun enough. The river looked welcoming, the calm water shimmering in the moonlight. It was relaxing, and not to mention it smelled far less like sex. She let out a content sigh, smiling over at Amber. "I've been waiting for this for too long." She said with a laugh before she follow suit, shredding off her layers of clothing. She tossed them aside, her pale flesh turning to goose flesh in the cool night air. She closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling for a moment. She was a small thing, but everything seemed to be scaled to fit her body. She stood only about five-foot-five or so, a slender waist sloped into slightly broader hips, then back down into slim, toned legs. Light freckles kisses the tops of her shoulders, matching the ones that were speckled gently over the bridge of her nose and cheeks.<br><br>Without hesitation she strode to the water, feeling a shiver go through her at the coolness of it. She waded out, and soon stood in shoulder- height water. She sighed contently, before sucking in a breath then let herself disappear beneath the sparkling surface. She was back only a few moments later, smoothing her strawberry locks back from her face.<br><br>"So, were you turned, or were you born a wolf?" She asked finally, using her hands to help wipe the caked mud and blood from her hands and arms.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta 8O8</strong> on <strong>24-07-2013, 15:32:30</strong>
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				<strong>Jake Prior</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Natasha, Nathaniel, Hayden<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods<br><div class="floatright">(http://www.superheroprofiles.com/files/2008/10/heroes-sylar-zachary-quinto.jpg)</div><hr><br>When Natasha stepped between the two, Jake just gave a shrug and motioned to how he was no longer holding his weapon anymore.<br><strong>"There would be no fight if Grey wanted me dead. Without my hands on my weapon, if Grey chose to put me down, he'd do it before I could even think of a counter."</strong><br>The young soldier shifted his weight, and when he did he finally noticed the Doctor.<br>His eyes scanned her up and down quickly, giving her a once over as if she were lower than him.<br>Though she was eye candy as well.<br>Not even a greeting.<br><br>Jake Prior rolled his eyes and looked to the side, crossing his arms as if he were bored as hell...which he was.<br>Diplomacy wasn't really his thing unless it meant the use of his weapons or his sword.<br>Of course, he heard nothing Hayden said when she dropped her voice.<br>In fact he began to kick at the floor as if trying to clean the floor before reaching dirt.<br><br>As if reading Hayden's mind he spoke up.<br>But not as a threat or as a brag, but as a helping hand.<br><strong>"Just so you know our group isn't afraid to tap into America's Satellite System and use their Thermal Imaging Sensors."</strong><br>He paused there and lit another cigarette, drawing it deep into his chest before blowing it out through his nose.<br><strong>"Inquisition idiots simply don't. But you can bet some of their Agents will be coming out as Scouts with all this fuckin noise you're all making."</strong><br>He paused once more to take another drag from his cigarette.<br><strong>"Scouts you can take care of. But not if they have a way to communicate with someone that's hundreds of miles away. You'd need a High-Frequency Scrambler for that, and only the US Military uses it. Special Forces, specifically."</strong><br>Jake finished his cigarette and flicked the remainder into the wood near him.<br><strong>"That's something my organization can provide you with. Also, a thermal mask over the area of the main pack, so when the Inquisition finally gets around to using Thermal Imaging, they'll find the woods here empty. Also, used by Special Forces and obtainable only through me and mine."</strong><br>He wasn't sure if anyone was listening to him anymore, but he continued on with the list of things to bribe them with.<br><strong>"Food, Clothing, Medical Supplies, anything else you want to request. Weapons, armor, ammunition. We normally help out both sides as non-combatants but the Church are being assholes so we stopped servicing them back during the Cold War."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>24-07-2013, 21:12:01</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Tasha, Anna, Nathaniel, Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>"Here we go." Harley said in a soft and pleasant tone as he started to walk with Jaclyn again, he thought it would be good for the woman to get a few new friends but he wasn't going to stop her from taking some space. He didn't want to push her and overload her, that could go badly and harm the trust that they had built over their time together and he didn't want to do that, he found that he really did like having her around him. <br><br>"Would you like to sit and talk a while before we come back?" He asked her, a soft tone to his words, he was wondering if she had questions about anything, he knew that she wasn't familiar with as much as he was so he wanted to help her out any way that he could. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 02:09:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>Jaclyn walked with ease even with a arm around her shoulders, her delicate frame seeming to have a great deal of grace and ease to its movements. She nodded softly to his words as the walked towards the tree line. She needed to get far enough away from what was causing her sense to go crazy. Jaclyn didn't know if she was losing her mind, waiting for something, or just imagining it all. But it felt like her whole body was waiting for something to happened. <br><br>As he asked about sitting she sniffed the air and shook her head, <strong>"A bit further I can still...feel the gathering.</strong>" she said hoping that made sense. So with a soft tug she pulled him a bit further to a where a bit more fresh air and the sounds of natured filtered through the air. "Here's good." she said and pulled away from enough to find a seat. Her legs stretched out before her she wiggled her toes. The feeling of the cool earth always felt good against them. Looking up to Harley she smiled warmly, <strong>"I'm sorry, everything was just so much there. I feel so strange...and I don't know what it all means."</strong> she said apologizing for having to leave the gathering. She was sure that he would soon get tired of having to take care of her and would send her out on her own. She just hoped it wasn't to soon as Jaclyn didn't think she was ready to be alone again. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 02:29:36</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>"You worry too much, I told you that I would always help you and you don't have to worry about that, really, you don't. I am happy to help you, and even more happy to be around you." He said to her softly and tilted his head a bit. He figured that she was worried about being left alone and wanted to let her know that he wasn't going to do that to her. He had found her and told her that he was going to help her, that was what he was going to do, until she decided she wanted him gone. <br><br>He hoped that she wouldn't want to leave him anytime soon, he had come to rely on her company just as much as she relied on his. "The gatherings that I have been too were a lot as well, really, it is nothing new for someone young to be overwhelmed, my dear." He said to her softly and looked in her eyes. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 02:44:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br><strong>"I just don't want you missing something because your looking after me. You saved me...but I don't want to be a burden."</strong> she said biting her lip again as the cold air played on her skin. Goosebumps rose up and she swore soon her whole body was going to burst into flames. She didn't like not having control over her body. It was one of the few things she had never lost in that cage. But tonight was proving to be difficult for several reasons. <br><br><strong>"I feel antsy...like I'm alive but not...and waiting for something. And if I don't get it I'm going to jump right out of my skin."</strong> she said rubbing her arms a bit.<strong>"It's frustrating and I don't even know why I feel this way."</strong>she said with a soft groan. His words caused her to look him over with a slightly confused yet utterly curious expression, <strong>"How old are you Harley?" </strong>she asked wondering just how long it was that a werewolf lived. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 02:56:27</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>"I am 86, and just by the look of you, you're horny, the urge is welling up in you. You're not a burden either to me. You don't need to worry so much about how I feel, I promise you that." He said to her and gave her a soft, sweet smile as he thought and looked at her, not sure what else to say, he was old but he had never really gained a talent for tact or eloquence, he rarely sugarcoated anything for anyone but he wasn't going to sugarcoat this. <br><br>She wanted to know what was going on and he was able to tell her so he did. He did hope that that wouldn't anger or annoy her but he wanted to let her know that she wasn't alone in it either. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 03:14:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>Jaclyn didn't looked away as Harley started to speak, <strong>"86."</strong> she repeated the age softly. The idea that he could look so amazing and be 86 years old was astonishing to her. She remember her grandfather he died at 84, old barely able to walk and coughing up a lung every few minutes from years of smoking. She was about to ask him something more when he bluntly explained she was horny. It felt as if the animal in her suddenly stirred as she put the sensations together. <strong>"oh...."</strong> she said not really sure what else to say, feeling kind of stupid that it didn't dawn to her sooner.<br><br>Again she bit her lip hard as she tried to control the urges in her body. Then he explained that she wasn't a burden, the thought made her feel lighter. Like it was ok to need or want him close, to not want to be alone ever again. <strong>"Is it always this frustrating?"</strong> she asked with a sigh, feeling a bit more comfortable in the fact that he wanted to be here. <strong>"I mean I understand sex...I've read about I'm stupid. I've just...I've never...I mean I've never felt...well anything.</strong>" Jaclyn said with a groan realizing how young, inexperienced and stupid she sounded. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 03:25:02</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>"Well it usually effects different people differently but I can say with a bit of certainty that it frustrates the hell out of me at times but I don't mind that so much anymore, I want to help you and I want to be there for you. If it frustrates you now, it will probably frustrate you until you learn to control it. Maybe you would like to find a partner? Though I would suggest someone who can be gentle." He said, trying to help her out a bit, he was more of a caretaker to her he thought, he didn't expect her to choose him. <br><br>He wouldn't mind if she did want him, not at all. He found her to be very attractive and desireable, he just didn't see her thinking the same of him. He didn't mind that though, helping her had been enough for him until now and he could make it be enough for him if she wanted another.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 03:41:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>Jaclyn listened to him speak and it all made sense, it was good to know she wasn't the only one that was affect in such a way. But the idea of controlling it seemed nearly impossible. He had seen her in her wolf from, the smaller form always felt wilder and freer. And he had seen she had moments where her control wasn't always the best. Mostly when she got overwhelmed with what ever was going on. Needless to say it had been a difficult first few days after he had saved her. <br><br>When he suggested that she get a partner her body tensed. The idea of one of those men that were back in the clearing pawing at her the way they were with the females they had with them. Her eyes looked back to Harley, swearing that she had sensed his tension earlier.<strong> "Are there rules about who? Do we even have rules?" </strong>she asked not sure how to approach it all.<strong> "Can the woman chose?"</strong> she asked fidgeting where she sat a bit. The idea of Harley touching her caused her to warm all over again, the heat centering between her legs.<strong> "If I can chose...I was wondering if you...I mean..."</strong> she tried to get the words out but felt like that stupid girl still trapped and unsure of what to do or say. <strong>"Never mind it's silly, I now I'm not much and I'd have no idea what I was doing anyway." </strong>she said looking down at her hands trying not to blush like an idiot. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 03:52:17</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>He leaned in and kissed her softly on her lips, a hand falling to rest on her hip, pulling her a bit closer. He smiled a bit as he pulled away and looked in her eyes. "We don't need words if you want me, I know how hard they can be, and I don't just mean for you, I mean for anyone." He said to her softly and kept his eyes on hers as he knelt in front of her. He didn't know what to do or say, he figured that he had either done something very right or very stupid. He hoped he was right. <br><br>He bit his lip softly and looked at her for a moment more before he glanced away. He was worried that he had messed up. "I want you, if you want me, let me know, really." He said to her as he looked back at her and then smiled softly again and tilted his head once more. He felt his body shake a bit with the worry that he really had done the wrong thing now. He hated it, he hated feeling like he had messed up. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 04:07:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>Jaclyn didn't expect the contact, but the feeling of his lips against her caused her to gasp. The soft touch caused hers to tingle, and the feel of his strong arm pulling her closer caused hers to nearly ache. She was left blinking as he started to speak to her. His words caused her heart to start racing and the animal with in her nearly growl at her slowness to accept him. Her eyes watched him intently as he knelt in front of her. Her heart starting beating faster as he looked at her. <br><br>She tried to figure out what to say, but nothing came out. So instead she moved, quickly she pushed from her spot on the ground and nearly jumped to him. Her lips making contact with his again as one hand gripped his shirt and the other ran along his neck and jaw. She kissed him again and again, knowing her kisses weren't perfect. But the urges in her body were nearly impossible to control. When Jaclyn finally realized what she was doing everything stopped and she fell back to her butt in front of him. <strong>"I'm sorry...I...I couldn't...I'm sorry.'</strong> she said apologizing for basically attacking the poor man. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 04:22:12</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>He moved to her and kissed her deeply on the lips, she had caught him by surprise but he didn't care, he wanted her and her show made him feel like he didn't have to hide it from her anymore. He looked in her eyes and gave her a soft smile as he leaned her back a bit and kissed her again, panting a bit from the length of the first one. He let a soft growl, one of arousal and desire, one that could be answered with her own if she wanted. <br><br>"It is fine, really, I want you..." He said to her and smiled for a moment, licking his lips as he leaned in and nipped her bottom lip, tugging at it softly as he pulled her closer to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 04:43:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>His movement and the way he kissed her was all she needed to push passed her walls. The wolf within her was not going to let her back down from this. The to have him was to strong to resist so she kissed him as well. Letting her body guide her movements and actions as knowing if she thought to much about it she would get lost all over again and hesitate. <br><br>Her hands tugged at his clothes, pulling him closer to her as her growled at her. The sound caused her body to clench and grow wet all at the same time. Her own growl came low and filled with the need she had for him, <strong>"I don't know what do...and I don't know if I can control myself.'</strong> she said gasp her hands pulling at his body as she nearly started to hurt from the way her body needed him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 05:03:37</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>"I can handle a few claw and bite marks, don't worry about that..." He said to her with a bit of a smirk and looked in her eyes as he pulled his shirt off, leaving his chest bare as he looked in her eyes. He pulled her dress off and then undid her bra, pulling it off as well as he leaned and kissed her again, pulling her closer, pressing their bare chests together. <br><br>"The question is can you handle me leaving behind a few marks of my own?" He asked her in a soft, lustful tone as he leaned and nipped her neck, hands falling to push at her panties a bit before moving to his jeans and undoing them quickly as he looked at her, pushing them down with his boxers to let her see him fully. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 05:26:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>She bit her lip as he said he could handle a few bite or claw marks. But she was worried that it could be more, she honestly had no idea what her body was going to do. Her instinct were taking over and all she could think about was having him...letting him claim her. She had never had sex before, hell the only kiss she could ever recall was from Bobby Brande and she punched him afterward. But not now..no now she wanted to kiss Harley. No she wanted more then to kiss him. Jaclyn wanted to feel him inside of her, to taste him and know what he felt like. <br><br>Her hands gripped the dirt as he removed his she, and she licked her lips as if she were eager to taste him. As his hand pulled at her clothe she did what he wanted. The small collect was something he had paid for, having escaped from her home with nothing. The scar on her shoulder from where she was bit and the scar around her ankle from the chain that held her prisoner was all that marked her pale skin. Her bra falling away as her pink nipples grew so hard they hurt. She kissed him again eager to feel his skin against her own. A low moan coming from her as his warmth pressed against her all to sensitive nipples.<br><br>A gasp coming from her as he nipped her neck, her hands already gripping at his body. <strong>"Yes."</strong> she said between breaths. Her hips rose so he could remove her panties. The delicate fabric tossed aside as the last layer covering her body was removed. Her eyes trailed down as he removed his pants. A soft gasp coming from her when he stripped naked. The site of him caused her whole body to quiver. <strong>"I want..."</strong> she said her eyes roaming over his naked body. Jaclyn had no idea where to start but damned if she didn't want to try it all.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 06:00:07</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>Harley looked at her and smiled softly. "Relax, we have time to try plenty of things." He said to her as he smiled and looked at her as he knelt, leaning his head between her thighs as he began to lick her slowly, tasting her, testing her reaction. He moaned softly at her taste and looked up at her, licking her more slowly, eyes admiring her body as he did so. He slid a hand to her ankle, softly touching the scar she had there as he looked at her still. <br><br>He licked her a bit faster as he looked up at her, his eyes on hers as he let another moan on her soft flesh, tongue playing with her clit as he slid a finger over her lips slowly before easing the tip inside of her, moving it around slowly as he did. He kept watching her, wanting to see how she reacted to him with each thing he did to her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 06:14:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>All Jaclyn could do as he spoke was nod, her eyes watching every one of his movements. Watched the way his head dipped between her legs, her heart racing as he leaned in and suddenly licked along her folds. Her toes pushed at the dirt and she gasped suddenly. Nodding lightly as she watched him again started to lick and tease her already soaked lower lips. Her angled flexed in his grip, her leg shivering as he stroked the scar that still marked her. She never wanted to be caged again. It would break her; Jaclyn would rather die than to be locked away all over again. <br><br>But those thoughts were banished as he started to lick faster. Her gasp came with each breath as her hips rocked lightly. A slow rumbled growl came from her as he worked her body. Her back arching as he tease her clit, the finger was gripped as it pushed inside of her tight body. No one had ever touched her this way. Hell she had never touched herself this way. <br><br>One hand gripped at the ground as the other slid down her body towards him. <strong>"Harley.'</strong> she gasped his name already it felt good. Even as his finger pushed lightly against the soft barrier within her body. The one small part that had never been taken she was about to give to him. But such deep thoughts were out the window as she gave herself over to what he was making her feel.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>El Maligno</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 06:40:24</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=179635.msg8628834#msg8628834">Quote from: RebelJap8O8 on 24-07-2013, 15:32:30</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Jake Prior</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Natasha, Nathaniel, Hayden<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods<br><div class="floatright">(http://www.superheroprofiles.com/files/2008/10/heroes-sylar-zachary-quinto.jpg)</div><hr><br>When Natasha stepped between the two, Jake just gave a shrug and motioned to how he was no longer holding his weapon anymore.<br><strong>"There would be no fight if Grey wanted me dead. Without my hands on my weapon, if Grey chose to put me down, he'd do it before I could even think of a counter."</strong><br>The young soldier shifted his weight, and when he did he finally noticed the Doctor.<br>His eyes scanned her up and down quickly, giving her a once over as if she were lower than him.<br>Though she was eye candy as well.<br>Not even a greeting.<br><br>Jake Prior rolled his eyes and looked to the side, crossing his arms as if he were bored as hell...which he was.<br>Diplomacy wasn't really his thing unless it meant the use of his weapons or his sword.<br>Of course, he heard nothing Hayden said when she dropped her voice.<br>In fact he began to kick at the floor as if trying to clean the floor before reaching dirt.<br><br>As if reading Hayden's mind he spoke up.<br>But not as a threat or as a brag, but as a helping hand.<br><strong>"Just so you know our group isn't afraid to tap into America's Satellite System and use their Thermal Imaging Sensors."</strong><br>He paused there and lit another cigarette, drawing it deep into his chest before blowing it out through his nose.<br><strong>"Inquisition idiots simply don't. But you can bet some of their Agents will be coming out as Scouts with all this fuckin noise you're all making."</strong><br>He paused once more to take another drag from his cigarette.<br><strong>"Scouts you can take care of. But not if they have a way to communicate with someone that's hundreds of miles away. You'd need a High-Frequency Scrambler for that, and only the US Military uses it. Special Forces, specifically."</strong><br>Jake finished his cigarette and flicked the remainder into the wood near him.<br><strong>"That's something my organization can provide you with. Also, a thermal mask over the area of the main pack, so when the Inquisition finally gets around to using Thermal Imaging, they'll find the woods here empty. Also, used by Special Forces and obtainable only through me and mine."</strong><br>He wasn't sure if anyone was listening to him anymore, but he continued on with the list of things to bribe them with.<br><strong>"Food, Clothing, Medical Supplies, anything else you want to request. Weapons, armor, ammunition. We normally help out both sides as non-combatants but the Church are being assholes so we stopped servicing them back during the Cold War."</strong><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><br><strong>Name:</strong>Steve Matthews <br><strong>Tagged:</strong>Amber Vanlaer/Anna-Tasha/Hayden,Nathaniel, and Jake <br><strong>Location:</strong>Fireside Group ----&gt; Woods<br><hr><br>(http://blog.zap2it.com/pop2it/ian-somerhalder-season-4-vampire-diaries.jpg)<strong> (Also what he is currently wearing) </strong><br><br><br>Feeling a crack in his self control the way Amber said his name and walking away with the wine. If he followed her no doubt he would do something stupid. But fun....<br>Steve smiled and was very very tempted to secretly follow and watch these two lovely young ladies. <br><br><em>I mean who wouldn't two smoking hot ladies bathing together...ahh yes I feel 52 again...</em><br><br>He was thinking a good thrashing was more than worth it catching a glimpse of what Amber had hidden..so to speak under her clothing....<br><br><em>Too bad I prefer a more hands on approach...not too much of a watcher...</em><br><br>He could tell the other two intended to be alone as they walked away their body language telling him volumes. As he looked around wondering where he should get a good drink he smelled something very familiar and very much out of place. <br><br><em>Humans</em><br><br>Immediately he began to concentrate trying to figure out if maybe the Church had found the place somehow and had silently surrounded them. His newfound pack sure was making more than enough noise to lead someone looking for them. <br><br><em>No....three....two...? Campers?&nbsp; &nbsp;</em><br><br>Following his nose and straining his ears he followed them. As he got closer he recognized the smell of Nathaniel and Tasha. Very curious as to what Humans were doing around here Steve began to listen in on the conversation and he did not like the attitude of the male voice he heard though he was intrigued that someone was willing to trade with them. Doing so would mark them as an enemy to the Church. <br><br><em>Things get more and more interesting....</em><br><br>As he made himself known purposely breaking fallen branches that he could have avoided he called out as he neared the group. "And what do you get out of servicing what many people view as just a wild pack of dogs? That's what they say about us right? Well that's the nicest way to put it I suppose." <br><br>He crossed his arms as he leaned against a tree keeping the male human between himself and Nathaniel. He over heard the female human and he was surprised to find out she was a doctor for the pack. <br><br><em>Seems like Mr. Alpha Nat has a lot on his plate. </em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 08:03:53</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>He kept working her with his tongue and kept his eyes on her as he did so, he wanted to make her crazy with need for him and he wondered how far off that really was for her right now. He pulled his tongue away from her and looked up at her as he smiled a bit, fingering her slowly as he did. "Yes, Jaclyn?" He asked her, voice soft as he worked her. <br><br>"Would you like more of my tongue or something else?" He added, looking up at her still as he raised his body to let her see him, how hard he was for her, the tip throbbing slowly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealdreamer</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 16:23:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1013.photobucket.com/albums/af255/fellea/Amber_1280x420.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Amber Vanlaer <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Steve/ Anna/ Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> The River<br><hr><br>"Mm, men. Constantly at war with two heads. I can't imagine that kind of half life." Watching as Steve lingered and weighed his options before finally turning and melting away as she and Anna found the river, Amber laughed. It was a short, powerful burst of a sound; one that echoed off the wet embankment with it's gentle slope into a short, sandy shore. It seemed like their would be leader, Nathaniel, had taken advantage of the natural resources here and helped with the landscape to take an already refreshing destination point and turn it into something <em>more</em>. Half gone in thoughts both dreamy and slightly drunken, Amber upended her glass again. Setting down the barrel she'd taken with on a nearby cluster of rocks, the she wolf filled her glass again with one hand while the other busied itself with her laced up buckskins.<br><br>"Eh? Oh, born a wolf. For all the good that means. I can't say much, seeing as I could never know what being bitten is. all I know is that being whelped one can come with a mountain of expectations and responsibilities that the world will beat into you one way or the other..." Her reply was gruff at best, and reeked of remorse. Giving her laces one last wrench, Amber freed herself from what was left of her modest mortal confines and moved to join her already wet companion. Appearance wise, Anna couldn't be much younger than she was. Year wise, Amber could sense she had a good lead on her. Perhaps that was another reason Anna had followed her; not just the promise of soak in a safe presence, but someone to talk to. Someone to bounce her curiosity off of.<br><br>"What about you? I think I missed some of your life story whilst beating on that Steve guy. Idiot knocked into me because he couldn't handle a himself amidst the furry screw fest that the night's turning into." Chuckling Amber held her glass high as she dipped her head beneath the water. By the time she was up again, the fiery brunette had a greater appreciation for Anna's desires in regards to the water. The warmth of the wine, coupled with the cool, rippling crispness of the river, was enough to make her release a rumble of content.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 18:14:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>Jaclyn could barely keep herself still as Harley licked and teased her. Her moans and gasped filled the small clearly the were in. She laid back unable to support her body anymore. She could feel something building, like an exploded pressure building so close to release but so far. He kept her dangling on a cliff and she could barely stand it. Her hand gripped at the ground below her trying keep from reaching for him. She didn't want him to stop any time soon. <br><br>As he looked up and spoke to her eyes opened and she found the trailing down to his hard throbbing shaft ready for her. The site of it caused her inner walls to clench around the finger that still teased her wiggling body. <strong>"Oh god...Harley...please..."</strong> she said gasping softly unable to put her need into real words. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 20:51:01</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>He smiled and moved forward a bit, pressing his tip to her entrance as he slipped and moved his finger away and then moved over her, looking in her eyes for a moment as he leaned down. He put his face near hers and took a deep breath as he began to slide into her, eyes not leaving her face as he did so. He bit his lip for a moment and then leaned the rest of the way and kissed her, hard and deep as he pressed his chest to hers and let a soft moan against her lips. <br><br>He pushed further into her slowly, trying not to make it hurt too much but he was sure that it would a bit at least since he was her first. He slid his hands over her slowly, touching all of her body that he could as he kissed her, his chest starting to rise and fall a bit more rapidly as the anticpation of what he was doing washed over him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 21:22:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>Jaclyn watched as he moved, his body strong and unshakable, the hunter finding his prize. She felt vulnerable but in such a way she could accept it, and she wasn't afraid. As soft shiver came from her as his finger was replaced with the head of his shaft. Her entercne parting just enough form to start sliding inward. The inner walls hugging him tightly as he started to push into her. <br><br>Her eye met his as his from covered hers; her breath was shaky at best as her eyes met his. Jaclyn had never felt anything like this before in her life. It felt as if something within her was changing. Her legs gently wrapped around him as well as her arms. Her hands at his back as he started to push further into her. <br><br>Pain slowly game along with pleasure and she didn't know what felt better. The way he seemed to be filling her just felt right no matter how much it would hurt. Her brow scrunched but she didn't protest or look away. When his lips met hers there was no holding back. Her kiss was wild and deep, she played and nipped at his lower lip clearly unable and unwilling to hold back whatever it was her body wanted to do. <br><br>Then came that moment where he would push passed the last thing separating them. And as his thrust pushed him through it and deeper within her body a short cry left her lips. Her hands gripped his back as road out the sudden shock of pain. Pain meant nothing to her anymore she had lived it for years. So Jaclyn wasn't about to let it stop what was happening, the wolf in her wouldn't allow it. <strong>"Don't stop."</strong> she whispered along his skin. Giving him a nod when she believed she was ready for more.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta 8O8</strong> on <strong>26-07-2013, 10:44:28</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Jake Prior<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Natasha, Nathaniel, Hayden, Steve<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods<br><div class="floatright">(http://www.superheroprofiles.com/files/2008/10/heroes-sylar-zachary-quinto.jpg)</div><hr><br>The sudden break of a fallen branch made Jake's fingers twitch.<br>If he hadn't been relaxing his Rifle would have been up and pointed at Steve, then it would have been all over.<br>Instead, his eyes snapped towards the dark where the new voice piped in.<br>His head slowly turning towards the newcomer.<br><br>He asked what it was in it for him.<br>At least someone was listening...<br><strong>"I'm looking for someone. The little girl I never killed back then. She'd be 13 by now."</strong><br>The young Soldier reached down and this time he did grab his Rifle.<br>He placed his hands on it as if ready to fire, but only raised it enough to hold it in a non-threatening manner, his back against the tree still.<br><strong>"If she's with a Wolf family, I'd like to see them protected against the Inquisition. Well supported financially, and any other way I can help. If she's with the Inquisition...well...most of us knows what happens when you're with them, in which case I'd like to see the Inquisition burned to the ground."</strong><br><br>Jake took his left hand off the Rifle.<br>His Right hand holding onto the weapon, his finger resting to the side but near the trigger.<br>With his left hand he rubbed the back of his neck.<br><strong>"Look...I get ya'll don't trust me. I don't blame you, but here's my take on this war. It's old, outdated, and nothing more than a grudge match of who killed who's family member. Why do you think I left as soon as I could? I didn't want to be caught up in it. It's the Twenty-first-fucking century and you're worried about who killed who in the 10th Century."</strong><br><br>As he leaned against the tree he gave a curt shake of his head, remembering all those times as a child he was introduced to dead uncles and aunts and that he'd never get to meet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>26-07-2013, 12:05:19</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>"I wasn't going to, Jaclyn, you feel to good..." He said to her as he started to move slowly, looking at her, watching her body, watching how she reacted to him. He didn't know what it was about her but something had him going much more than he had felt in a long time, she felt so wonderful. He moaned softly and leaned in, nipping and kissing her neck as he started to go harder and faster. "Fuck..." He groaned out, losing himself to the animal inside slowly. <br><br>He hoped that she would soon be able to handle more roughness, he needed to let loose, he needed to feel that sweet release that he had been craving. He looked at her face and smiled softly as he moved his lips to hers, kissing her hard and deep, a soft but powerful growl rumbling in him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>azzmeister89</strong> on <strong>27-07-2013, 00:26:29</strong>
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				(http://www.hot2me.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/Romulo-Pires-587x311.jpg)<br><br><strong>Who:</strong> Nathaniel Grey<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jake Prior, Natasha, Hayden, Steve<br><strong>Location:</strong> just outside the gathering <br><br><br>Nathaniel closed his eyes to suppress the irritation that everyone seemed to be making it seem like he was being aggressive "have i not already said i saw no point in killing him?" he asked, the anger in his voice barely contained and his yellow wolf like eyes flashing dangerously. As if trying to get rid of the anger he closed his eyes again and shook his head.<br><br>When his eyes opened again he seemed to be back in control as he listened to Jake's explanation "i wont deny that we would be in trouble if the church started using technologies that advanced but it's safe to say they wont, such highly nonreligious weapons would be considered against god which is why they hate going with anything bigger then tactical war gear" he turned his head as Steve arrived and almost chuckled as the younger wolf asked the same kind of questions that were on his own mind "thirteen you say?" he asked when the girl was mentioned again and then he looked thoughtful.<br><br>After a moment he turned back to Jake with a stern expression "it will be useful having someone who knows the way the church thinks on our side, prove to me your usefulness and you keep your life, there are a few teenagers in this camp, maybe one of them is the girl you seek, you may check in the morning but you will do so supervised, the cabin for our human friends is right next to the doctors cabin, you can sleep there" with that said he turned to leave "one more thing Jake Prior, if you betray us, or hurt any human or wolf under my protection in any way that i deem as a threat" he paused just long enough to give the human a 'if looks could kill' glare before finishing his threat "i'll tare you apart" he vanished into the crowd then, probably heading for his personal cabin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>27-07-2013, 01:15:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br><strong>"So do you,"</strong> she responded when he said she felt good. She bit her lip as he pushed deep within her body. Somehow her tight walls stretched to accommodate him. Her hips rose to finally meet his, she had never felt something so amazing. She could feel him deep within her body and her breath caught. Her hands gripped at his back causing her nails to claw his skin a bit. And as he nipped her neck her body jerked, <strong>"God....Harley....ah...more...don't stop...I need you."</strong> she said barely able to breath from the way her body craved him.<br><br>Her hips wiggled and she kissed as if she were a starving woman and he was the only person that could end that hunger. Her lips broke from his as he growled, her eyes nearly flashed as they met his. She nuzzled against his neck and bite his already hot skin. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>27-07-2013, 02:44:33</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>He let a moan as she bit him and sped up for her slowly, loving the way that she felt. He started to go harder as well, wanting to make her feel the best that he was able. He loved this closeness that was growing between them, he didn't want it to end or to be the only to feel it. He had to hope that she did as well, it didn't have to be love, just something that would help them stay close and drive them to learn all that they could about each other. Though they had been around each other for so long already, he wanted to know her better, to let her know more of him as well. <br><br>He looked in her eyes and gave her a soft, sweet smile as he put his forehead to hers. He didn't know what to do, what to say. He didn't want to ruin anything. He kissed her again, hard and needy, growling on her lips as he did so. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>27-07-2013, 03:07:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>Jaclyn had no idea what was going on in her body. She could feel the wolf inside her clawing and screaming at her as if trying to tell her something. But she was too lost in what he was doing and how he was making her feel to understand it. She could feel the connection between them growing, as if the threaded weaving of their lives where becoming just a bit more woven together. She had clung to him for safety, yet now she clung to him for a whole new need. <br><br>Her eyes met his as each thrust brought a gasp from her, each time his body came in close it brushed along her clit and caused shocks of energy to rock through her. She kissed him wildly as if need each and every connection they could have in this moment. Her body felt like it would explode, and just before she was about to scream and beg him to make it stop her body crashed over that last cliff. <br><br>Her back arched and her head leaned back and something akin to a howl and a cry of ecstasy left her lips and filled the woods around them. Her hands gripped his back, and her inner walls clenched and quivered around him as tightly as they could. Her body seeming to milk him with each and every stroke. Colors explode and the world faded away as Jaclyn shook from her first real orgasm.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>27-07-2013, 07:47:52</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>He moaned out as he heard and felt her cry, he loved it, the sound, the feeling it made in him. He gave her more of him, harder and faster. He knew that his own end would come to him soon enough if he simply kept up what he was doing. He didn't want it to end, the pleasure that they were giving each other was incredible. He wondered how long he could force it down, how long he could make himself last for her. He smiled softly, his lips throbbing slightly. <br><br>He leaned and kissed her hard and deep, pushing into her with a deep, frantic, and powerful need that was taking over him. The wolf in him was like a rabid beast, pushing, clawing, wildly fighting for control to take her in a much more rough and animalistic fashion. He looked in her eyes as he broke the kiss, panting deeply as he kept going, moaning again for her, telling her he would hit his end soon. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jetblackmirror</strong> on <strong>27-07-2013, 17:31:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft"><strong>Anna Lochlynn</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Amber, Open.<br><strong>Location:</strong> The River<br>(http://i40.tinypic.com/jtvqdw.jpg)</div><br><hr><br>"I would imagine... I'm sure you were probably expected to have mated by now? I mean, I don't really know how that goes for you..." Anna let her words trail off. Her hands moved through the water, making little currents between her spread fingers as Amber asked about her past. She waited until the brunette surfaced against to give a little shrug.<br><br>"Well," She started, "I had been moving around with my parents... they're hunters." She looked up at the sky, watching at the stars twinkled above them, "I never really cared much about it. I was sort of bitter. Having to go from one place to another. I never really made friends. Not to mention, I didn't see any point really in trying to hunt and kill something that had never really done anything to you directly. But, we had just moved to Vermont, and after a little argument with my parents I decided I was going to go for a walk... Long story short, I was attacked by some sort of wild animal, and Michael found me. He bit me to try and by me some more time, but, I still could have died... but I didn't." She smiled softly at the memory of him, but it grew sadder, "I guess we sort of fell in love," She gave a giggle, shaking her head, realizing she probably sounded stupid. "But, they found us, and he told me to run... and I'm pretty sure they killed him. And now I'm here." She looked over to the other woman, giving a sort chuckle.<br><br>"Sorry, I highly doubt you wanted to here my life-time movie story." She laid back in to water some, letting her sore muscles relax. "But I plan on killing them - my parents - one day. If they can turn on me for being what I am... then they're the ones that deserve to be hunted." Her jaw tightened, anger furrowing her brow. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>27-07-2013, 18:12:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5tohp3FX61r0ioz9o1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Tasha Alexander<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jake, Nathaniel, Hayden, Steve<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods<br><hr><br>Things became much more complicated then. A blonde woman came over and spoke to Nathaniel and Jake before turning her attention to Tasha. Nathaniel and Jake talked over the situation, and another dark-haired man from the fireplace came over. God. Why was everyone so attractive? <br><br>Moving away from between the men, she raised an eyebrow to Nathaniel.<br><br>"Just because you said you wouldn't kill him didn't mean that there wouldn't be violence. I just wanted to make sure."<br><br>Then she turned to Hayden.<br><br>"I...uh...I'm not really sure what I am."<br><br>Deep down, she was, but she couldn't bring herself to say 'I'm a wolf' out loud. She still wanted to believe she was human, and the mind is a powerful thing. Once she was done saying her piece, she went and stood next to Steve...although still close to Hayden. Watching Nathaniel and Jake, she waited until Nathaniel left and then spoke to Jake.<br><br>"If you don't want to stay here...where obviously most consider you an enemy...then my house isn't far. I don't know if Nathaniel was giving you a direct order to stay in the camp, but just know that I wouldn't mind, and I have an extra room."<br><br>Smiling kindly, she turned to Hayden and gave a thankful smile.<br><br>"And thank you. I'm just a little confused by all this right now."<br><br>Finally she looked at Steve and couldn't help but notice again how attractive he was. Nathaniel and Jake as well, of course. <br><br>"Steve...right? We didn't get a chance to talk over at the fireplace, but I assume you're a wolf?"<br><br>Realizing that might be dumb question, she cleared her throat and blushed. Her cheeks reddening as her blue eyes looked into his.<br><br>"If I really am one...I don't really know how this all works."<br><br>Her voice wasn't super confident, and her head was spinning with everything she'd seen and heard in the last hour.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>27-07-2013, 18:34:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>Every part of her body tensed and she couldn't help the short cries that left her lips. Her body softly jerking below his as she came hard, realizing that she could in fact want him to do this again and again. Monster or not, she had no idea that she could ever feel this good. After feeling nothing but pain for so many years, she was in complete ecstasy. <br><br>She growled between their kisses feeling almost as if she could feel the animal in him demanding to claim her in a more animal way. She pushed her body up as moaned. She pushed at his chest slowly somehow knowing how close he was to the edge. The animal within somehow knowing what it was he needed from her. Jaclyn wanted to give him what he wanted, wanted to let him have her as he needed to. Her body shuttered as she turned over on her knees and he slipped from her body. Turning on her knees she looked over her shoulder and nodded to him as if tell him it was ok to do what he so wanted and needed to do. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>El Maligno</strong> on <strong>27-07-2013, 18:49:27</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong>Steve Matthews <br><strong>Tagged:</strong>Tasha/Hayden,Nathaniel, and Jake <br><strong>Location:</strong>Woods<br><hr><br>(http://blog.zap2it.com/pop2it/ian-somerhalder-season-4-vampire-diaries.jpg)<strong> (Also what he is currently wearing) </strong><br><br><br>Steve watched and listened as the stranger Jake laid out his reason for wanting to help their pack. He was faintly amused and figured if this were a trick they would have came up with a very different reason all together. Something like "I've seen the errors of my ways" or "I had near death experience and saw I was leaving a horrible legacy behind." Something that would make Steve want to roll his eyes. Still he thought it interesting that a hardened solider would care about a young girl so..<br><br><em>Maybe he lost a sibling at a young age.....I'd keep an eye on him...Just in case....</em><br><br>Steve smiled and finally relaxed completely as Nathaniel gave the orders that Jake was to stay in the cabins kept for human friends, the news of which surprised him that they had some human companions but explained the presence of the attractive blonde talking to Nathaniel. Steve noticed the beautiful kind hearted redhead Tasha stepping a bit closer to him as he thought about&nbsp; how Jake's proposition could greatly benefit them all.&nbsp; <br><br><em>Cute....should nickname her "The Peacemaker"......</em><br><br>He liked how kind she seemed to treat everyone, he hoped she wouldn't lose it with the dangerous times coming their way. He turned his attention to her when she asked if he were a wolf. He smiled at her amused as she blushed his blue eyes watching her own lovely blues. "Yes, Steve is my name. Steve Matthews and yeah...I was born a wolf."<br><br>He stepped a bit closer to the redhead as he inhaled her scent silently taking stock of her and keeping it to his memory. "You must be quite new....still smell like a human though unmistakably you smell like a wolf..If you don't mind me asking when were you bitten?" <br><br>Steve kept his guard up as he listened for any other surprises.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>27-07-2013, 20:17:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5tohp3FX61r0ioz9o1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Tasha Alexander<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jake, Nathaniel, Hayden, Steve<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods<br><hr><br>Tasha was surprised when the soldier had said he was looking for a 13 year old girl. She liked that he had saved her, and she really hoped he found her. If she could help in any way, she would, but there was enough tension between Jake and the other wolves that she would be cautious...of both him and the wolves. She did feel at home in a way here, but then again, she also felt incredibly awkward. Two extremes that were both true.<br><br>As Steve told her his name, she realized just how pathetic she seemed. A confused girl who came by herself and now had no idea how to behave. Although she didn't know his thoughts, he was right. She was kind. Almost too kind. However, she was still a redhead...and if she was protecting someone (as she'd already shown a bit with Jake), she could be fiercer than thought possible. And if someone deserved her temper...well, she could make a powerful enemy. Two extremes again. Kind and sweet to those who were innocent, and fierce and determined to those who hurt others. She was also stubborn and strong-willed, which explained why she refused to believe the truth for so long. Steve's statement confirmed it, though. She'd always known something was off, but this...this was a shock. Still, she'd had a bit to think about it, and she was calming down.<br><br>"Natasha Alexander, but you can call me Tasha."<br><br>Then her face fell slightly.<br><br>"Then it's true. I am a...wolf? This is crazy."<br><br>When he asked when she was bitten, she tilted her head and frowned.<br><br>"Bitten? I haven't been...at least that I can remember. And I think I'd remember something like that."<br><br>She just didn't think this was possible, but all the evidence pointed toward it. Sighing, she leaned against the tree next to him and laid her head back against the trunk. This caused her breasts to push against her shirt and become a bit more obvious. She still watched and listened to Jake and Hayden, but she spoke to Steve.<br><br>"I don't even know what to think about all this. I know I was drawn here, but I don't know exactly why. How do...wolves...even live? I don't live far from here, and I started to isolate myself after my monthly blackouts. If this is true, it would explain why I often woke up naked in the woods."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>28-07-2013, 04:05:12</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>He looked at her and smiled a bit, entering her from behind and starting to go again. He moaned a bit louder at the feel of it, he had always loved the position. He started to go harder and faster quickly, hitting the spot he had found earlier, trying to drive her to another end with him, hoping that she would be able to get her there before he went himself. <br><br>He looked in her eyes, smiling softly as he felt the craving for more of her begin. He slid his hands over her slowly, touching all of her skin that he was able to. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>28-07-2013, 04:12:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>Jaclyn poised herself for him, she could feel the need he had for her. And she wanted to feel everything he had to give. The feeling of him entering her again caused her to groan loudly. Her hands gripped the ground beneath her and she pushed her body back till her ass met his hips. She could feel her body stretching to accommodate him once more. It still hurt a bit but she knew it would feel to good to stop any time soon. <br><br>She looked over her shoulder as he started thrusting into her again and again. The force of it was nearly enough to knock her down to her stomach. But his strong hands held her firmly upright. Her eye closed and she started to growl as he hit that spot just so once again. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>28-07-2013, 05:28:54</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>He loved the knew position, the way it felt, the way she felt. He slapped her ass quickly and then moved his hand back to her hip, holding her, pulling her back on him as he moaned softly, closing his eyes. This was wonderful and much more than he had ever expected with her but he was glad that it had come to them. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>28-07-2013, 07:08:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>Jaclyn cried out as Harley smacked her ass, she knew there would be bruises and knew she would be sore. But at the moment her wolf was in control and there was no stopping. She needed to feel him cum, something inside her screamed out for it. She wouldn't last long with the way he was pounding into her tight body. And she knew soon her body would explode with sensation all over again. <br><br>Then suddenly as she leaned forward to brace her body he started to hit a whole new spot. The sounds that came from her were somewhere between animal and human, and it was clear she was losing herself to what they were sharing in this moment. And suddenly she claw at the ground and her body tensed all over again as she felt another orgasm start to work through her body. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>28-07-2013, 07:36:46</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>Harley moaned again, trying to give her all that he could while not letting himself go over the edge, he didn't know how much longer he would be able to hold back but he wanted to, he needed to for as long as he could and he would do that. "I am almost there, Jaclyn..." He said to her in a soft tone, a moan filling his voice as he kept going. <br><br>He loved the sounds she made, the sounds that their slapping bodies made. He smiled as he looked at her, the deep possessive growl he rarely used left him, he had to wonder how she would react to it, he hoped she didn't dislike it. He bit his lip after it, and let another deep and needy moan, so close to the bliss of release.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>El Maligno</strong> on <strong>28-07-2013, 10:05:18</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong>Steve Matthews <br><strong>Tagged:</strong>Tasha/Hayden,Nathaniel, and Jake <br><strong>Location:</strong>Woods<br><hr><br>(http://blog.zap2it.com/pop2it/ian-somerhalder-season-4-vampire-diaries.jpg)<strong> (Also what he is currently wearing) </strong><br><br><em>Something is...different about this....one...</em><br><br>Tasha's scent had been strange but Steve had attributed it to her being a newcomer. But when she said that she hadn't been bitten but she still had monthly blackouts. It puzzled Steve but he was sure that Tasha either was a newbie wolf or....something else...<br><br><em>She smells a bit like the alpha guy....it's faint but....there...still..wonder if they have a connection or something. </em><br><br>"In all honesty....your scent is...different..I should say. Human but without a doubt you smell like one of us..A werewolf I mean. I am by no means an expert but you seem to fall in between...I really don't know how to explain it but I guess you should either try to think back on a time you were ever bitten or look at your family history. That's usually a good start my parent's didn't tell me about my own heritage till the last minute. I didn't take it too well..it wasn't the wolf thing that was actually kind of cool...but that they hide it from me and didn't prepare me more....I understand what your going through....it's not easy....took me awhile and the actual change for me to believe them...."<br><br>Tasha seemed like a nice person and he understood her confusion. It wasn't easy for him when he first found out what he really was. But he had long ago accepted it and embraced it with open arms. <br><br>He glanced at her and was not blind to her breasts pushing out due to her leaning on a tree. He fought the urge to whistle and say...<br><br><em>She's got a nice rack....</em><br><br>Instead to take his mind off of her body as he began to wonder what she and Amber looked like naked, he answered Tasha's question. <br><br>"Well you see we all sort of fall into different categories...you have the were's who live like well...wolves. They enter a pack hunt together, sleep together, play together and protect each other and so forth. They can be called Ferals I guess. Clothing optional I would say since there would be no secrets or at least very little...they are a closely knit group. Then there are drifters or lone wolves who either do the same thing but by themselves...its not a very smart way to live as a wolf is strongest when he is with a pack. We do better with comrades at our side. Kinda like a "united we stand, divided we fall" sort of thing. Or you get the rare pack who tries to blend in with the "normal" society. Doesn't always work but I know a family up in Toronto who has been doing it for years so it's not impossible just have to be very very careful and the numbers can't be too big. Then we have the well loners usually which I myself am a part of this group but we like to blend in with the little human people but never really alone usually a friend or two is tagging along as long as you don't get on each others nerves. For us the reasons for doing so vary. I personally think the risk is worth the fun you can have. I mean come on night clubs, raves and all the amazing fun things to do at night. Throw in a little wolfish magnetism and well humans aren't all bad company. Besides the city life can be a thrill of a lifetime, you just gotta know where to look." <br><br>Steve gave a little wink as he smiled. "Of course, you will get some who don't fall under any of these categories and deserve a category of their own but as you can see the life of a wolf can vary. It all depends on what you want." <br><br>Steve then stepped in front of Tasha looking into her eyes "So Miss Mystery Wolf....what do you want?"<br><br>He was still paying attention to his surroundings though at the moment he was focused on Tasha. His mind was busy racing away partially thinking about why Tasha seemed to be different, the human male Jake, and the fact that the pack had human friends, Hayden. <br><br>He was wondering if he should stay the night or go back into the city. He was weighing his options and figured if he were to stay here it would be worth at least attempting to spy on Amber and Anna. <br><br>&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>29-07-2013, 02:01:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>Jaclyn was in bliss as her body started tumbling over that cliff once more. The feeling of the orgasm exploding through her body was nearly to much to take, but she couldn't help but want more. Feeling as if she were losing her mind her hands clawed at the ground and her body arched pushing back against him harder. He filled every inch of her and as sore as she would be later, Jaclyn couldn't want anything more in this moment. Her body bucked and shivered under him. Her inner walls clamping down, rolling and quivering around his shaft. His words caused a need moan escape her lips. "Yes." she said almost growling out the word. <br><br>The possessive growl that came from him caused her whole body to quiver. Looking over her shoulder she was left gasping for air and unable to speak. A low excepting yet demanding growl came from her. Almost on instinct one hand reached between her legs and to his balls massaging them every time he thrust into her body. Somehow Jaclyn knew what she wanted....what she needed and it was for him to cum in her already quivering body.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealdreamer</strong> on <strong>29-07-2013, 03:51:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1013.photobucket.com/albums/af255/fellea/Amber_1280x420.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Amber Vanlaer <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Anna/ Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> The River<br><hr><br>"Easy girl." Amber's tone took on a stunningly sober tone, as did her eyes that skimmed the level of her glass as they sought out the suddenly tense Anna across from her. It seemed an odd emotion for such a soft little Botticellian beaut to have hardening up her pretty face. The absurdity of it all didn't escape her either, because she was sure that people had thought that about her at some point or another. Shaking her head, Amber waded backward in a slow, graceful sort of way that only she and the rest of their kind could. It wasn't feline, no, but those of a lupine nature had their own kind of sleek maneuvering that left even the craftiest of cat's prickling with envy.<br><br>"I'm going to tell you a little something about revenge and killing. Avoid it if you can." Feeling the bit of rocking outcropping and sudden, grassy knoll of a drop at her back, Amber hopped up in a rush of water and rippling muscles to set her slick bottom on a cool, smooth boulder. Laying one bent leg in front of her, she drew the other knee up and let her wine glass hand dangle a wrist from it. It wasn't an attempt at modesty as much as it was a crooked, comfortable means of curling up and sitting. The dark triangle of hair that cradled her sex was encased in shadows, while one breast flashed heavy and full as the moon above.<br><br>"... I'm not saying run away with your tail tucked, but I am saying choose your battles carefully. Never let emotion rule you when the moment comes, otherwise it's likely to be your last." Her tone resonated with one who spoke from experience. Then again, Amber did tote quite a few highly visible scars, and sans clothes, a few others. An unmistakable set of claw marks sickled around her torso from navel to just over her right hip, and there, just on the inside of her left thigh, was a queer little puncture mark that'd scarred in the shape that resembled a jagged star.<br><br>"I'll make you a deal though. I'll help you fight your demons when the time comes if you help me with mine, hm?" Chuckling deeply, Amber cocked her head and let it lay damn near sideways onto a shoulder as she gestured to her doe-eyed company. "... and fuck that mated nonsense. That's what got me half these scars. I'll submit to a male when he's got the courage to try and tap me properly, not knock me the hell out and hump me." Sniffing defiantly, she threw back what was left of her wine. With the empty glass she gestured again, this time with a single finger that moved between Anna, the cask, and right where she was sitting. Mouth full, Amber offered her fellow skinny dipper the unspoken command with her eyes. <em>Bring yourself and that over here.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>29-07-2013, 05:10:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5tohp3FX61r0ioz9o1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Natasha "Tasha" Alexander<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jake, Hayden, Steve, Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods<br><hr><br>Tasha grew more comfortable around Steve and moved a bit closer, showing that she trusted him for now. His words caused a shadow to fall over her features, though, and she looked up.<br><br>"I don't know what would cause that, but I was adopted...and it was a closed adoption. I don't know who my real family is. If I knew, perhaps I could ask them...but I'm afraid it's impossible for now."<br><br>Then he explained the different options she now faced.<br><br>"Well, truthfully I live rather close...and my basement has been set up to keep me restrained when those couple of days roll around. I live there alone, but I had no idea this thing existed. I'm not a huge city girl, but I love traveling and exploring everything. I just am weary of being around people right now. Humans, I guess."<br><br>It felt so odd to say that, but she supposed she had to start accepting this whole thing. When he asked what she wanted, she blushed a bit and gave a slightly seductive smile to him. Maybe it was the sex in the air, but she interpreted his words as sexual in nature.<br><br>"What do I want? When it comes to this whole thing, I guess I want help knowing what this means and someone to teach me the ways. I also wouldn't mind either staying at my home or sleeping here. When it comes to what I really want, though...well, wouldn't you like to know."<br><br>With a taunting grin, she tilted her head and let her red curls fall over her shoulder.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>El Maligno</strong> on <strong>29-07-2013, 08:57:43</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong>Steve Matthews <br><strong>Tagged:</strong>Tasha, Hayden, Nathaniel, and Jake <br><strong>Location:</strong>Woods<br><hr><br>(http://blog.zap2it.com/pop2it/ian-somerhalder-season-4-vampire-diaries.jpg)<strong> (Also what he is currently wearing) </strong><br><br>Steve smiled as Tasha stepped closer towards him. He welcomed the redheaded beauty to step closer towards him. He laughed a bit as she said she wasn't a city girl. <br><br>"Remind me to show you the nightlife sometime, though be prepared for a rough day because we won't have time for sleep." He shrugged as he added "But thats a small price to pay for a good night's fun...besides you never know what might happen." He winked as he saw her blushing. He could feel his inner wolf perking up at the healthy sexy female. It as demanding that he join in the festivities. He found himself having to steel his mind a little more but Tasha's beauty and the pheromones in the air were not making it easy. <br><br>When Natasha or Tasha mentioned needing help with her wolfish experiences Steve thought about it for a moment before answering. "Weeeeeeeell I'm not sure how good of a teacher I would be but if anything I could help you with a thing or two..teach you control if anything...that way you won't black out."<br><br>His eyebrows raised slightly and his eyes widened in amusement, he was pleasantly surprised at how flirty Tasha had become. <br><br><em>Seems like I'm not the only one feeling the call....</em><br><br>Her mischievous grin and her red curls drew him towards her as well as her beauty. He leaned towards her playfully tracing her jawline as he said "I've yet to figure out if I intend to stay here or just head back out to the city. I guess I could find a reason or two to stay here though."&nbsp; Her eyes were beautiful and as his shaggy black hair slide forward he asked "So...how about I try and figure out what else makes you blush and squirm?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>29-07-2013, 10:20:31</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>Harley moaned loud at her hand on his balls, he couldn't hold the moan in, though he didn't really try. He liked letting her know that she was pleasing him, he loved the idea of his noises bringing her pleasure, helping her along to her own ends.&nbsp; He slapped her ass again and wondered for a moment what she would want to do after this. He wondered if she would want to be close to him for a while, maybe even cuddle or is she would just want to get up and move on with her night, he found himself hoping for the closeness, for laying together on the ground and enjoying each other in a different way. He wondered try to stop her if she didn't want it though. <br><br>He jerked and bucked into her hips wildly as he came hard in her, pushing himself all the way in on instinct to push his seed as far in her as he was able to do. He licked his lips and slowed to a stop as he slid his hands over her skin, pulling her up so her back was against his chest. He growled again softly, leaning in and kissing and nipping her neck as he held her close to him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>29-07-2013, 18:06:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5tohp3FX61r0ioz9o1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Natasha "Tasha" Alexander<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jake, Hayden, Steve, Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods<br><hr><br>Tasha smiled and nodded.<br><br>"If I had a guide, then I'd be happy to explore the nightlife. I'm sure you could make me enjoy it."<br><br>He offered his help in control, and she nodded with a serious expression.<br><br>"Yes. That would be extremely helpful. It might seem like a small thing to those most experienced, but I hate the blackouts. I would hate myself if I've ever hurt someone during an episode."<br><br>Her serious expression turned back flirty, though, and she was surprised by how much she was coming onto Steve. She wasn't normally this forward, but something was making her more...eager...tonight. She supposed it might be the fact that she could hear, see and smell the sex nearby, but she didn't think the desire would be this strong. She didn't realize that she was fertile female prime for mating...which meant she was horny and the men could likely smell it.<br><br>That also meant that she was instinctively attracted to virile males. When Steve brushed her jaw and suggestively spoke about finding out what made her squirm, she blushed again and then leaned her head against his fingers as her own moved up his chest.<br><br>"I'm not usually this forward, but for some reason, I feel extremely restless and needy for...something."<br><br>Her voice was soft as she smiled seductively.<br><br>"But I certainly wouldn't mind you rising to the challenge...if you're truly interested."<br><br>Tasha's voice sounded a bit more husky now, and she seemed like a far cry from the awkward and confused girl that was there just minutes ago.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>El Maligno</strong> on <strong>29-07-2013, 19:20:38</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong>Steve Matthews <br><strong>Tagged:</strong>Tasha, Hayden, Nathaniel, and Jake <br><strong>Location:</strong>Woods<br><hr><br><br>He watched as she slowly blushed at his comment. He smiled as she leaned into his touch and he felt her own finger trace across his chest making him shiver slightly. The puzzled unsure girl from a few minutes ago was now replaced by a flirty intriguing&nbsp; young woman. His senses were telling him that Tasha was definitely feeling the need to mate just like he was, her body gave her away telling him she was horny. It was only natural with the going ons down below and the pheromoans drifting in the air he nodded when she began to describe how she felt restless and a need...within her.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"Well that has to do with the massive orgy going on down below...and the fact yours truly is a fine example of a healthy male. Not to mention I do happen to be devilishly good looking. You know...not bragging or anything."<br><br>Steve winked to show he was playing as he stroked her cheek and added. <br><br>"So what do you think about moving off to a place a little less crowded hmm?" He played with a lock of her hair as his sapphire blue eyes looked deep into her own. He had a playful smile as she smiled seductively at him. <br><br>He leaned forward like he was going to kiss her but turned slightly and whispered into her ear.<br><br>"Challenge accepted..."<br><br>He was liking how forward Tasha had become and he wondered again at what she really was. She was without a doubt very beautiful and while Steve was no stranger to women it seemed this pack held more than it's fair share of beautiful women. He could feel his body already preparing for what might come, the wolf within him demanded that he throw away all caution and take her right then and there. She was like a female wolf in heat and it was telling him to show her that he was a strong male, more than willing to dominate her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>29-07-2013, 21:34:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5tohp3FX61r0ioz9o1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Natasha "Tasha" Alexander<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jake, Hayden, Steve, Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods<br><hr><br>He seemed pleased by her behavior, and when he told her how irresistible, she chuckled and rolled her eyes.<br><br>"Is that so? You're so modest."<br><br>She winked back at him, but then leaned her cheek against his palm as he stroked her cheek. Oddly enough, when he played with a lock of her hair, the intimate gesture sent a thrill down her spine. When he leaned in as if to kiss her, she parted her lips, but soon he veered off and whispered into her ear. This was really going to happen, and what was even more strange was that she'd made the first move essentially. Either way, she didn't want to go back, so she turned and gave Jake a look as if to say that her house was still open to him, and he could find her if he needed her. Turning back to Steve, she nodded and grinned.<br><br>"Good. And yes, I think we should go somewhere more private."<br><br>There was a sparkle in her eye as she took his hand and prepared to follow him.<br><br>"Lead the way."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>29-07-2013, 22:32:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>Jaclyn was running on pure instinct as Harley took her from behind. Her body responding to him natural as pleasure and pain mixed to a point that she could not tell the difference. The smack to her ass let a bright red mark and she could feel the sting. But as she came it only pushed her into her own release. She moaned loudly the sound rolling into a slow rumbling growl of pleasure. <br><br>When he finally came Jaclyn cried out once more, her body jerking as each hot jet of his release caused her insides to quiver. Her inner walls milking him for ever drop he had to give her. Her hands gripping at the arms that came around her body as he pulled her up. Her head leaning back against his shoulder, each nip of his teeth caused her body to jerk. Her breathing was labored and at the moment all she could do was shake in his arms and gently rock her hips as she felt him softening with her body. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vael the Destroyer</strong> on <strong>29-07-2013, 22:37:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft"> (http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj307/tylercook777/eeaa8e51-16ae-4ce9-adea-3598590bc843_zps43610810.jpg) (http://s275.photobucket.com/user/tylercook777/media/eeaa8e51-16ae-4ce9-adea-3598590bc843_zps43610810.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Orion<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Matt, Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Crab Orchard Lake Cottage, Woods<br><br><hr><br>Orion woke up every night around the same time. His internal clock would wake him up and force him to go to the bathroom and get something to eat since his stomach begged for food nearly every four hours, then he would crawl back into bed with his lover, snuggle up against his chest and fall back asleep. But not on that night three days ago. He was woken up at a different time, usually at 3 am it was earlier, and this time for a different reason. The howl that split through his ears and shook every bone in his body struck fear in him and also made the wolf inside of him want out more than it should want to. He only gave in to the urges of being a wolf every three of four months. He just had his run a little over two weeks ago, making the feeling of needing to change upset his stomach. The tearing beneath his skin put him on edge, but at least Matt was there to keep him calm. <br><br>Now three days later he found himself taking his stubborn boyfriend with him to where he believed the howl came from. It was somewhere around Chicago and he figured there would be enough wolves there to be able to sniff them out without much hassle. Orion had Matt drive to Chicago and from there he led his lover into the woods by just his senses guiding him, lacing their fingers together, occasionally squeezing Matt’s hand a tighter the closer they got. <br><br>“Okay,” Rion stopped, letting go of Matt’s hand as he turned to him placing a hand on the taller, bulkier male’s chest. “We’re almost there but before we get there I need you to take off your shirt.” The shorter male smirked, his hands toying with the hem of Matt’s shirt as he leaned up, nuzzling the side of his face against the blonde’s, moving down to his neck to do the same all over it. It wasn’t the first time Rion had done this, usually he didn’t have to since they spent so much time together Matt usually smelled like him anyways, but now he <em>needed</em> Matt to smell so much like him that it would keep the others away. Matt was his and he wanted to make that perfectly clear. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>29-07-2013, 23:15:31</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>He was panting as well, shaking a bit, he loved the feeling that was washing over him now, the post sex high. He let a soft growl as he turned and kissed her lips softly and deeply. He was unwilling to pull away and found himself hoping that she wouldn't want him too. He rarely felt any kind of need or want to cuddle, he had always done it to please his partner but now he felt like he was in the position they had been, hoping she wanted to stay around for a bit with him as he stayed in her. <br><br>He let a soft contented noise and moved his face to her neck, nuzzling her a bit as he finally let himself slip out of her and made a soft moaning noise as he did. He looked around, wondering if anyone had come to watch them or hope for some kind of seconds, not that he would be very happy about allowing that. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>29-07-2013, 23:35:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>Jaclyn moaned and pressed against him, his body was so much stronger then hers was. And it felt so good to have the strength wrapped around her...and in her. She could now see even as sore as she was what Steve meant when he said she would want it again and again. A low growl/groan came from her as he pulled from the warmth of her body. Her body jerking in his arms as he slipped the rest of the way out. <br><br>Her body leaned more against him as her legs still felt to weak to really support herself. She could feel how wet she was between her legs. Her thighs soaked with her own nectar. <strong>"Harley..."</strong> she gasped his name clearly still trying to collect herself. She moaned as he nuzzled against her skin, <strong>"You feel so good."</strong>&nbsp; she finally said her mind starting to be able to form words correctly again. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>29-07-2013, 23:42:04</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>"As do you, Jaclyn..." He whispered to her and leaned up, nipping her earlobe gently as he held her. "Maybe, we should find a bed?" He asked her softly, eyes on hers as he let a soft smile. He hoped that she would like the idea but didn't allow himself any insecurity about it. He just wanted her to be happy in whatever she chose and if that wasn't him, he would accept it the best way that he could. Though he knew he wouldn't be happy about it. <br><br>He thought for a moment and looked at their clothes, not wanting to get dressed again but wondering if she would. He leaned in and kissed her gently on the lips again. He put his hands on her hips and lifted her, turning her so they would be chest to chest as he looked in her eyes still, smiling again. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>29-07-2013, 23:52:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>Jaclyn moaned as he nipped her ear her body jerked against his lightly. She seemed to be so sensitive after what they just did. <strong>"Bed...hmmm I don't care. I don't think I can walk there just yet."</strong> she said laughing softly. Her hand slipped down between her legs as she felt how slick she was. <strong>"I'm so wet."</strong> she said with a smirk. She had never felt anything like it in her whole life. Most of her childhood shut away or lost after her father locked her in the cage he had built for her. <br><br>As he lifted her up she gasped, but smiled as he pulled her chest close to his. Her arms wrapped around his neck and she nuzzled against his jaw and neck. Nipping and licked along his skin, <strong>"You even taste good."</strong> she commented softly as her tongue ran along his neck. Looking down she could still see his shaft dangling just below her the site of it caused her to bit his shoulder and growl lightly almost a possessive sound coming from her. Quickly she blinked and looked up, <strong>"I'm sorry.'</strong> she said smiling shyly. Clearly she was closer to her wolf then most, but there was still that struggle of what a human was and the animal she was meant to be. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>30-07-2013, 00:23:53</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>"Don't be sorry, I think I kind of like that noise coming from you." He said with a smile and leaned in close to her, kissing her deep and hard as he pressed to her again. He could take her again, he was certain that she would accept it but he didn't want to wear her out and make her too sore. He bit his lip and looked at her. "I can carry you to bed, I don't mind, really. If we can find one that is. Then, maybe we can let you rest up a bit and go again." He said, letting her know that he wanted more of her if she was willing to do so. He looked in her eyes again and thought for a moment, biting his lip. He winked at her and stood up. He lifted her into his arms and looked in her eyes for a moment. <br><br>He held her in his arms and thought for a moment, he went to their clothes and gathered them up in his arms as he looked around the woods for a moment. He waited for her okay to find a bed before he began to move, he didn't want to force anything upon her and it was likely that the beds would become rather crowded now. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>30-07-2013, 00:40:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>She nibbled her lip as he said he may like the sound that came from her. She wondered what he would say if she spoke about the way her wolf felt. It wanted him, wanted to claim him and be claimed by him. The need was so strong but the human half fought the urge to voice it. Granted with the way she was acting it was clear her wolf wasn't about to give in easily. As he spoke about getting some rest and going again she smiled and shook her head. <strong>"We don't have to wait. I'm ok it only hurt a little and I'm only a little sore. I'm used to pain it's ok Harley...really it is."</strong> she said not seeming to care about the pain it could cause. In the end she really was used to it, pain practically became a normal thing in her life so having to deal with it to feel what she just had wasn't anything she was afraid of. <br><br>Her face nuzzled against his neck as he lifted her up, clearly her weight was nothing to him. Moving enough for him to pick up their clothes she tugged her dress out of his hands when she realized he really was heading back to the camp ground. <strong>"I don't want them to see me." </strong>she said softly and then blinked and looked down and she growled lightly, <strong>"or you."</strong> she added and looked up at him. Part of her felt as if it were natural to be naked but there again a shame came to mind as she imagine a whole camp staring at her with the state she was in now. Not to mention the whole other woman looking at Harley naked didn't sit well with her either. Not bothering with her underwear she trusted him to hold her and let go of his neck long enough shimmy into her dress. His arms shifting just enough for her to get it pulled down past her butt. Looking to him she waited to see what he would do not saying a word. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>30-07-2013, 01:02:48</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>"You intend to keep me covered, do you? I can do that for you." He said with a bit of a laugh and held her in one arm as he slipped his jeans back on and looked at her. "Think you can zip me up?" He asked her, not wanting to have to put her down just to the the last part. He smiled at her and leaned in and took a quick kiss from her, waiting to see what she would do about his request.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>30-07-2013, 01:13:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>Jaclyn bit her lip hard once more realizing she had basically told him to do something. She knew better then that, her father made sure of that. <strong>"you don't have to if you don't want to."</strong> she said her tone as if she were guilty of something. But she watched as he pulled his jeans on her fingers trailing along his strong shoulder as she watched him move. As he asked her to zip it for him she nodded. Carefully her fingers wrapped around his shaft and slid him back into his jeans. Granted her hand linger more then was needed as she felt the size and weight of him in her hand. It amazed her that he had fit within her body so well. Pulling her hand away she carefully zipped him up and looked back up into his eyes. <strong>"Good?"</strong> she asked making sure that was all he wanted from her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>30-07-2013, 02:08:56</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>"Unless you want me to put my shirt on, I think we are good." He said to her in a soft and sweet tone. He wondered if she would take it the way that he wanted her to. He looked in her eyes for a moment. "I do hope you know that I am only teasing you a bit. I don't mind that you want to have me cover up, I don't mind if you want to keep me to yourself, just let me know that is what it is." He said to her and looked in her eyes for a moment more, a soft smile on his lips as he spoke to her. He bit his lip as she touched him, he loved the feel of her hand around him and was tempted to tell her not to stop. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>30-07-2013, 02:35:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>Jaclyn loved the feel of him, she could spend hours exploring his body and still want more. Heck she did want more, her legs still felt weak and her body still felt bruised. But she already missed the feeling of him inside of her. She looked up as he said he didn't mind that she wanted him for herself. She smiled and looked down at herself. She seemed so different from the other females. Amber seemed so strong and confident and her body seemed like one that could please. <strong>"I..."</strong> she shook her head realizing how weak she must seem. <strong>"You deserve better."</strong> she shook her head even as the wolf in her screamed in her head. Her hand came up and rubbed her temple as if fighting what she and it wanted literally hurt. <strong>"I already owe you so much. i don't have any right to be selfish."</strong> she said her hand trailed along his chest her fingers tracing the stone like muscles. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>30-07-2013, 03:13:07</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>"Hey now, I think I get to be the one to decide when enough is enough, if you want me, say it, please." He said to her, looking in her eyes as they walked on slowly, he leaned and kissed her nipped at her neck. He wanted her to show him all that she wanted, all of it, not just some of it or parts. He wanted to know all of her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>30-07-2013, 03:21:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>Jaclyn smiled and shivered as he kiss and nipped her sensitive skin. He told her to just say it, tell him that she wanted him. And she did....god yes she did. And it wasn't just because he had made her feel so good only moments ago. It was because he took the pain away, and he made her feel safe. And put up with her strange untamed and unpredictable ways. Jaclyn stopped him and looked up to him, <strong>"I do."</strong> she said softly and pressed closer once more. Her lips grazed his skin and she took his scent deep into her longs,<strong> "I want you....and I want you to want me.</strong>" she said licking along his hot skin before she reached his jaw line and she nipped him softly. <strong>"Mine.''</strong> she said looking up to see his reaction. Would he turn her away? Was she seeing to much to this all? Honestly she had no idea what he would want from her, but she was willing to give it to him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>El Maligno</strong> on <strong>30-07-2013, 07:29:21</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong>Steve Matthews <br><strong>Tagged:</strong>Tasha/Hayden,Nathaniel, and Jake <br><strong>Location:</strong>Woods<br><hr><br>(http://blog.zap2it.com/pop2it/ian-somerhalder-season-4-vampire-diaries.jpg)<strong> (Also what he is currently wearing) </strong><br><br><br><br>Steve grinned as she rolled her eyes at him. "Yes very modest, yes. And Humble too. Don't forget I am very very humble."&nbsp; <br><br>Steve felt his mood quickly skyrocket. The beautiful redhead standing before him was sending him all the right signals, not once had she shirked away from his advances though one second thought she was indeed the one to give him the opening. <br><br><br><em>So is she picking me up or am I picking her....</em><br><br>As usual he went with the flow, things were starting to finally pick up for him. He stepped kindly out of the way letting her convey her message to the human Jake. As grinned back up at him he winked as she slid her hand into his telling him to lead the way. Steve began to walk off taking them a little deeper into the woods. Without turning back he gave a small wave with his free hand as he said "If anyone has need of me....just howl." <br><br>As they began their small trek in the woods Steve could feel his body relax. Though he was counted as a city wolf he never felt more alive than when he was in the woods. It also helped to have a beautiful redhead by your side. As he pulled the a stop setting his hands around Tasha's waist slowly and playfully pushing her till her back was against a tree. <br><br>He grinned as he looked down at her "Didn't anyone ever tell you not to play with the big bad wolf?" He gave a wolfish grin right before he slowly leaned forward and kissed her softly. As their lips parted he leaned forward again giving her a moment to stop him before taking her lips between his own. His tongue slid along her lip lightly caressing it. He felt his heart begin to beat faster as his hands began to explore her body. One sliding down along the small of her back to her butt and the other stroking her cheek as she kissed him back. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>30-07-2013, 19:42:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5tohp3FX61r0ioz9o1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Natasha "Tasha" Alexander<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Steve<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods<br><hr><br>Chuckling at his teasing arrogance, she grinned.<br><br>"Oh yes. So very humble."<br><br>Before they left, he mentioned that if anyone needed him, they should just howl...and she had to tell herself that he was serious. It was odd, but she was getting used to the idea. As they walked, it seemed that they grew more comfortable with each other, and she was quite excited. He stopped them finally, but before she could say anything, he grasped her waist and pushed her against a tree. Smiling, she quickly surrendered to his kiss and moaned as their lips touched and their tongues danced.<br><br>Breathing harder, she deepened the kiss and growled at his words. Pulling back just long enough to speak, she looked into his eyes.<br><br>"And I'm supposed to believe that you're the big bad wolf? I don't know. Perhaps you should prove to me how big and bad you can be."<br><br>The challenge in her eyes was clear as she kissed him again, pressing her body against him...indeed like an animal in heat. She needed a man, and both their instincts could detect that. She was a female wolf, and ripe for mating.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jetblackmirror</strong> on <strong>31-07-2013, 01:33:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i40.tinypic.com/jtvqdw.jpg)</div><br><strong>Anna Lochlynn</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Amber, Open.<br><strong>Location:</strong> The River<br><hr>She supposed Amber was right. Of course, she wasn't the type to go and seek out a fight. She knew there would be a day when they would find her again, and maybe then she may have more friends - like Amber - who could help eliminate them. It was as much about vengence as it was justice. Anna followed, letting a small smile kiss her lips. She gave her brunette friend a nod, "Sounds good."<br><br>She followed Amber's finger, and moved to take the cask before she joined Amber, pulling her petite body onto the boulder with the cask under her arm. Tiny rivers of water cascaded from her soaking hair, rushing over her skin. She smirked, looking over at Amber "Is that how werewolf boys do it?" She chuckled, shaking her head. "I guess I was lucky enough to find a gentleman my first time..." <br><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i40.tinypic.com/27yxzk5.jpg)</div><br><strong>Matthew Dillon</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Orion<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside of the gathering<br><hr>Matt stopped the car, looking over at Rion. He moved to undo his seat belt, raising an eyebrow some at Rion's request. He grinned, letting the cute wolf nuzzle into him. "Fine. If I must." He said before he moved to pull off his shirt. He knew what Rion was doing, and he found it awfully adorable. It was hard not to pop a boner, though. When Rion was done rubbing his scent all over him, Matt took Rion's face in his hands, leaning in to press a gentle kiss on his lips, brushing the tips of their noses together. <br><br>"Ready?" He asked before he pulled her black, v-neck t-shirt back on, reaching into the back seat, grabbing his jacket (http://cdn10.lbstatic.nu/files/looks/medium/2013/04/29/3004370_lokbok.jpg?1367265253) from the back, then slipped it on.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>31-07-2013, 02:58:04</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>"Everything, huh, I think that just might work. Of course, that would mean you're mine in return, if you have the desire to try being with anyone else, you might wish to try that now." He said to her in a soft tone, making sure that she really only wanted him, he wouldn't mind if she wanted to play the field so to speak, he just wanted to know. "I want you, yes, I just want to make sure that you are fine with only having me, that is something important to know."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vael the Destroyer</strong> on <strong>31-07-2013, 03:44:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk4/tylercook1777/0fbdbc56-8343-4479-9044-40d70b3e3017.jpg) (http://s276.photobucket.com/user/tylercook1777/media/0fbdbc56-8343-4479-9044-40d70b3e3017.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Orion<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Matt, Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br><hr><br>Orion never got tired of seeing Matt with his shirt off, his defined muscles with just the right amount of hair that wasn't too coarse or too soft. Every night before he'd fall asleep he'd rub the side of his cheek over Matt's heart and eventually fall asleep to the steady beat of his lovers heartbeat. This was a little different though. Instead he left that part of Matt's chest for last, placing his hand over his lovers heart as he started to rub his face over the chiseled body in front of him, trailing the tip of his nose up the middle of Matt's abdomen then over to his hand, moving it away to nuzzle his whole face there, the steady heartbeat thrumming against his face. When he finally felt good with the way Matt smelled, Rion pulled back only to receive a kiss, his face getting warmer as he blushed some. <br><br>"Yeah, I'm as ready as I'll ever be." Rion held out his hand, taking the others in his as he led him deeper into the woods. The further in they went the more Rion could hear and smell. It sounded like a bunch of rowdy college kids getting together and having fun. Well, if all of the college kids were werewolves. Of course he didn't really expect anything less since it was a gathering of hypersexual, hyperactive, supernatural beings who could change into wolves. At least with those noises and scents going around Rion had something to go off of. He couldn't help but want to gag on the thick smell of blood in the air that could only be human. He squeezed Matt's hand a bit tighter, using the blonde's pulse to drown out the smell of blood that kept getting stronger the closer they got to the clearing where all of the wolves were gathered. Once there Orion stopped where he was, looking around to take in the scene which involved dozens of werewolves taking their clothes off and either participating in sex or running around more than likely searching for something to hunt. <br><br>"Fucking frat party with werewolves." Rion groaned, shaking his head. "Stay right beside me and don't run into any of the big guys. They're kinda scary." The wolf warned, guiding Matt between the groups of sexually charged werewolves who were getting down with their mates and others who were just running around in wolf form, some of them much larger and much more intimidating than the regular sized wolves running around chasing each other like it was fun and games. The deeper he went in the harder it was for him not to change into his wolf form as well, feeling the rippling and tearing beneath his skin as the best begged to be let out. Rion never belonged to a pack, so he didn't know what it was like to be influenced by so many other wolves at once. "I need to not be here," he said quietly, turning to Matt. "There's a river somewhere around here, I can smell it. We should go that way."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealdreamer</strong> on <strong>31-07-2013, 04:10:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1013.photobucket.com/albums/af255/fellea/Amber_1280x420.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Amber Vanlaer <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Anna/ Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> The River<br><hr><br>"Lucky isn't even the word. Fortunately you found a wolf that follows the new ways of the world." Leaning in a bit, Amber wiggled her fingers toward Anna in a manner much more playful than the tone of her words. Tugging at her bottom lip, the still unsettlingly sober brunette leaned in and refilled her glass. It was a shame to drink such a delicious vintage so quickly, but something told her that Nathaniel had more than one of these things kicking around. Uncaring with whatever sort of waste her vigorous thirst was causing, she pulled the glass back to herself hastily, pouting as a bit sloshed up and over the sides of her glass. The wine landed in dark red splotches on her moon soaked skin.<br><br>"The pack I was born into was so backward that I'm surprised I don't have fuzz on my ears from the inbreeding. Needless to say that mentality wasn't something I liked very much, and before I could manage to get myself out of there, our lecherous ass clown of a pack master decided I'd be a good breeder." Sliding her fingers through the mess the wine made once it found the little drops left behind by the river, Amber looked thoughtful. "... once I came to, I sliced his ankles open so he couldn't chase me. His howl was beyond delicious, frightening, yeah, but oh so tasty." Pulling her fingers back, she licked the wine and water mess from them with a relish that suggested she was thinking of liquids much thicker and redder than wine.<br><br>"If the fucker's still able to walk, I'd bet my left tit it's not without a debilitating limp." Eyes lidded as the thought came upon her, as did a feral smile. Rumbling contently in her throat, Amber shook herself from whatever violent fantasies she'd begun to drift off into, and looked back down at Anna. "We'll see what else Nathaniel's howl calls in though, yeah? But enough about me and my predictably tragic past, you mentioned you had a good time the first time eh? Do tell." Back in a fairly good mood, Amber's brows rose as she took another gulp from her wine.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jetblackmirror</strong> on <strong>31-07-2013, 05:05:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i40.tinypic.com/jtvqdw.jpg)</div><br><strong>Anna Lochlynn</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Amber, Open.<br><strong>Location:</strong> The River<br><hr>The red head's eyebrows rose as Amber told her story. The way she reacted to her story took her a bit by surprise as well. She wasn't sure if it was just how wolve's who were born were - the way she seemed so... feral - or if it was just Amber. Either way, she made a mental note note not to piss her off. When she asked more about Michael, she gave a little shrug, a blush touching her cheek. <br><br>"Well," She started, "There isn't much to it. I mean, he helped me, and I stayed with him... and feelings happened, and then he had sex a few times. But it was always mutual... and he was sweet." She smiled before she gave a little laugh, shaking her head at herself. "Sorry, I doubt that was hardly what you wanted to hear. But yeah, it was all sweet and gushy. Until my parents and their friends showed up." She gave another shrug, looking towards the water as she let the subject die off. Talking about Michael was difficult, especially because she still held hope that he may be alive. Maybe even on his way here. That's what she hoped, at least.<br><br>She sighed and laid back on the rock, letting her fiery locks splay out like a wet mane. "It's just nice to feel safe - well, safer somewhere." She said with her eyes closed. She peaked one open, looking over at Amber, "Unless you're planning on skinning me?" She joked, a teasing smirk curling up one side of her lips.<br><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i40.tinypic.com/27yxzk5.jpg)</div><br><strong>Matthew Dillon</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Orion<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside of the gathering<br><hr>Matt took Rion's hand and followed him down the path. His eyes widened some when they came into the clearing, seeing all of the events that were going on. He raised an eyebrow, giving a nod at Rion's comment about a frat party. Suddenly realizing he was surrounded by a bunch of werewolves made his heart beat quicken, and he made no move to move from his lovers side. He was sure not all of them were as gentle as Rion was. <br><br>He looked over to Rion and gave a nod, following his lead. "What do you think this is? Just some big party they have? Have you ever heard that howl before?" He asked as they got further from the group. He walked with him through the dense trees, his eyes moving from the path in front of him, then to the dirt below them. There were footsteps in the dirt, and they appeared to be pretty fresh, which told him they most likely weren't going to be the only ones at the river.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vael the Destroyer</strong> on <strong>31-07-2013, 05:47:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft"> (http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj307/tylercook777/eeaa8e51-16ae-4ce9-adea-3598590bc843_zps43610810.jpg) (http://s275.photobucket.com/user/tylercook777/media/eeaa8e51-16ae-4ce9-adea-3598590bc843_zps43610810.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Orion<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Matt, Open<br><strong>Location:</strong>The Woods, The River<br><br><hr><br>"I don't think this is just some big werewolf party that happens every couple of months or once a year, otherwise I would have heard the howl before. This is something different. It's a calling to all of the wolves in the area..." Rion scratched the back of his head, trying to relieve some of the tension that was building up there which was the first sign that he needed to get a wolf run in before he became crabby and distant. "With as loud as it was that call could bring every werewolf in North America to this little area, making it nearly impossible for me to resist the urge to change. This whole thing is going to throw my whole damn schedule off.” Rion groaned, ignoring the fresh footsteps on the ground. He could sense some others in the area but didn’t mind that they were there. As long as he wasn’t around dozens of other wolves at a time, he’d be fine. <br><br>“If I happen to turn into a wolf by accident please don’t treat me like a puppy. Even if I lick your face and love on you I’m still a fearsome killing machine.” Rion grinned up at his lover, finally leading him towards the bank of the river. The soft sounds of the moving water was enough to calm the itch beneath his skin some, just so it didn’t feel like he was going to turn without his consent. The separation between himself and the wolf was usually so easy to tell apart, but sometimes they molded together to make one person and Rion still wasn’t used to that. At least there were werewolves in the gathering that could probably help him get used to going back and forth between wolf and human so it wasn’t such a drastic changed. Part of him wished he would have found a pack to hang around with just to learn things. Teaching himself everything he knew took longer than he wished it would have. “You didn’t bring a leash, did you?” Rion cocked his head to the side, looking at his lover one moment then over to where he heard voices, seeing two beautiful young females talking to one another about something he couldn’t really piece together since he hadn’t been there from the start of the conversation. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealdreamer</strong> on <strong>31-07-2013, 06:04:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1013.photobucket.com/albums/af255/fellea/Amber_1280x420.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Amber Vanlaer <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Anna/ Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> The River<br><hr><br>"Actually, I wanted to hear more than that." Pausing to take another drink, Amber's grin crept back out again, stretching the scar at her lip tight. "But gauging by the sudden flush of whore red that's dusted your pretty cheeks, sweet Anna, something tells me that won't happen without you being good and properly drunk as well." Without meaning to, Amber burst out laughing. Tilting up her glass up, she swallowed with a shake of her head, her wet hair swaying rigidly in clinging clumps along her neck. Shifting again, Amber began the smooth unfolding and refolding of her lips as she took to leaning with one elbow, hips perfectly lateral, her glass hand high as she gestured lazily to the starry sky that trailed through the tall, tall pines. Like the water, the sky too followed a winding path- at least that's how it'd look from their vantage point.<br><br>"Safe would be up there, but here's not bad in the mean time." Running her bottom lip over and down her upper lip, Amber sniffed lightly, her nose tickled by the lingering smell of blood that perfumed the airflow the river brought them. That was another reason behind her inviting Anna to their current retreat; it was an excellent base where they were always downwind and the scent of whatever came their way would be well known before the sound. Nose twitching, Amber turned just in time to receive the full blast of Anna's big, amiable eyes she snorted.<br><br>"Tasty as I'm sure you'd be, I'm not one to just haul off and rip the whole wrapper from my candy all at once." Reaching over she set her glass, which was once again empty, onto the wine barrel, but not without it's wet belly clinking noisily at the pendant hanging from her neck. Eyes lidded, Amber let out a throaty chuckle as she leaned in close and moved her mouth and nose to hovering near Anna's temple.<br><br>"What kind of candy would you be if you could imagine yourself being one?" Her tone had softened to one more appropriate for the level of closeness she'd assumed. And while there was nothing overtly suggestive in the timbre, there was most definitely a certain sensual quality in the direction the conversation was taking. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jetblackmirror</strong> on <strong>31-07-2013, 07:11:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i40.tinypic.com/jtvqdw.jpg)</div><br><strong>Anna Lochlynn</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Amber, Open.<br><strong>Location:</strong> The River<br><hr>She quirked an eyebrow. Did most people just tell basically complete strangers about their sex lives? Then again, she really wasn't a normal person anymore. She gave another shrug. "I guess I'm just not that good at talking about that stuff. We kissed, we touched, we fucked, he put his cock in my vag. All that good stuff." She said, her hands waving in the air as if to further her story. They fell back to her sides, watching as Amber sniffed the air. It was the first time she really noticed how drunk her new friend actually was.<br><br>She gave an awkward laugh, watching as Amber filled her glass again. As the brunette leaned in, her eyes stayed on her face, moving from her lips to her eyes. "Well..." She said at her question, "I... guess something like a hot tamale. Or maybe a starburst. I don't know why, I guess I'm just... fruity and juicey." She felt her cheeks growing red again. "How about you? You strike me as a warhead type - sour on the outside but sweet in the middle."<br><br>The sound of approaching footsteps caught her attention, her head turning in the direction. She saw the shape of two males, one of the smelling human, but marked by the other male. <em>Ooh! Gay men!</em> "If you aren't comfortable with boobs and vaginas I suggest you look away." She called over to the two, letting her body slip back into the water.<br><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i40.tinypic.com/27yxzk5.jpg)</div><br><strong>Matthew Dillon</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Orion<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside of the gathering<br><hr>The blonde put a hand between his lover's shoulder blades, lighting rubbing there. He could feel the tension in his body, and knew fighting the change was hard for him. The talk of not treating him like a puppy if he did made him laugh. "Awwwe, but you're so cute. It's hard for me not to want to rub your belly. And you like it." He kissed his cheek, pulling him a bit closer. When they reached the clearing, he looked over to the river, only able to see the shape of two feminine bodies in the distance. He felt like they may have been intruding on something, but he heard one of them call out to them.<br><br>"Sorry, uh... Do you think you could fill us in on whats going on?" He called back. He watched as the girl slipped into the water and then made her way closer. The closer she got, the more clear her features and the red of her hair became.<br><br>She covered her chest, nodding towards her clothes. "Would you mind?"<br><br>"Oh, sorry." He moved to grab her clothes, tossing them to her. She pulled her shirt on, moving back onto the shore before she pulled her shirt back on.<br><br>The red head looked between the two of them, her eyes landing on Orion. She extended her hand to him, "I'm Anna."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealdreamer</strong> on <strong>31-07-2013, 07:44:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1013.photobucket.com/albums/af255/fellea/Amber_1280x420.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Amber Vanlaer <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Anna/ Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> The River<br><hr><br>"Ha! Good enough. Both of'em get your mouth wet, tamales and starbursts that is. Although with the lip pulling sour and sudden rush of sweet from the warhead have your cheeks slippery with spit from beginning to end." Pulling her head away, Amber slumped down off her elbow and into her own full recline, arms up and folding to cradle their palms at the base of her skull.<br><br>Well on her way to the realm beyond drunk or no, the wind traveling with the two warm bodies that approached the river didn't escape Amber's notice either. Neutral at best, even covered in one another as they so flaunted, there was no spike in adrenaline clouding up in some great testosterone cloud either. No raging hormones, no aggression, and still in shoes. <br><br><em>'Other team'.</em> Amber's brain went in the same direction as Anna's without her even realizing it.<br><br>Snickering once she realized they'd indeed come to the same conclusion, her fingers lazily crept and crawled out from underneath her head to quest for the wine glass she'd discarded. Feeling little inclination to move from her lounging, homosexuals or no, Amber turned in time to watch Anna slip off back into the water. <em>'Pretty little thing.'</em><br><br>A creature of hearty appetites for everything life had to offer, the dark eyed dame wouldn't deny the little woman had a certain sweetness to her. Hence the whole candy conversation. Despite her unfortunate past, Amber's tastes ran to thicker, meatier things than what lay smooth and slitted between Anna's thighs. That didn't mean much when the inner beast caught a tickle from someone that was attractive and good company, but it did mean petting, pampering, or stroking at the very least, if the situation allowed. Another time perhaps. Tonight was a night for drinking, because world be damned, she hadn't in quite a while. It was the metabolism you see, it made it awfully difficult to achieve, let alone maintain a good buzz. And watching Anna play miss Susie homemaker neighbor with the newcomers. Not to be the proverbial bump on a log(or rock), Amber lifted a hand to either of the men in a snazzy little two-fingered salute.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vael the Destroyer</strong> on <strong>31-07-2013, 08:04:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft"> (http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj307/tylercook777/eeaa8e51-16ae-4ce9-adea-3598590bc843_zps43610810.jpg) (http://s275.photobucket.com/user/tylercook777/media/eeaa8e51-16ae-4ce9-adea-3598590bc843_zps43610810.jpg.html)</div><strong>Orion Shepherd</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Matt<br><strong>Location:</strong> The River<br><br><hr><br>He didn’t realize that the female figures were completely naked until he got a good look at both of them. Just like smell and hearing, sight was enhanced even in the dark so it was too late for him to look away by the time he was able to see the red heads naked body. The other female he saw most of before he turned his attention back to Matt, resting his forehead on the broad shoulder that belonged to his mate. His bright blue eyes held shut until he could hear her dressing herself again, then he turned to look at her again, this time seeing her up close and personal. She was beautiful, her long red hair like fiery waves emitting from her scalp even when wet. Her eyes were large but perfectly sized with her round face that gave her a nearly innocent look… nearly. <br><br>“Uh… Hi… I’m Orion.” Rion took her hand, giving it a gentle shake after he registered all of her features. “Most people just call me Rion. It’s a lot easier that way. This is my boyfriend, Matt. He’s kind of like my mate…” Rion turned back to his lover, cocking his head to the side. “Right? I mean, we haven’t gone through the whole ‘mating’ thing yet but we’re practically mates. Sorry, I’m rambling aren’t I? It’s just weird talking to a girl that I just accidentally saw naked since I haven’t seen a naked girl in over a decade… It’s a little different than seeing this hunk of muscle walking around without clothes practically all day.” Rion grinned, pulling Matt’s arm more around himself. “So… When did you get here? And why exactly is everyone here? I heard the howl a few nights ago but I don’t really know what it was all about…”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta 8O8</strong> on <strong>31-07-2013, 15:53:37</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Jake Prior<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Natasha, Nathaniel, Hayden, Steve<br><strong>Locaton:</strong> Woods<br><div class="floatright">(http://www.superheroprofiles.com/files/2008/10/heroes-sylar-zachary-quinto.jpg)</div><hr><br>Jake acknowledged his acceptance of instructions and threat by remaining silent and watching Nathaniel and Hayden seemingly dissappear back to where they had come.<br>When they were gone, the Commando turned to Natasha and kindly rejected her offer.<br>As much as he'd like to NOT sleep with a knife and pistol under his pillow, he felt that being around the wolves would somehow bring upon his acceptance into their society.<br>Or death.<br>Death usually came first.<br><br>Ignoring Steve's advances and Natasha's sudden interest in him, Jake spun around and walked deeper into the woods.<br>They were both Wolves with sex in the air.<br>Of course they were going to be attracted to each other. Even with Natasha's confusion with her heritage.<br>Jake's nights as an adult usually came with the Discovery Channel or National Geographics as bedtime stories...<br><br>As he felt like he was far enough away he turned back to the way he had come, walking in a large circle around the area, getting familiar with his surroundings.<br>He triggered his throat mic.<br><br><strong>"Sword 1 to Sky Eye. Contact has been made...I'm still alive. Begin Phase 2 of Mission."</strong><br><br><em><strong>"Roger that, Sword 1. We have your position on lock, Dropper 2-2-0 is on station and awaiting designated Drop Zone."</strong></em><br><br>As his contacts replied, Jake Prior made a quck detour from his route and found a fairly small clearing amongst the trees.<br>Reaching into his pocket he pulled a cylinder object, resembling a grenade of sorts.<br>He flipped a switch and pushed a button, holding it for a few seconds to activate before dropping it in the middle of the clearing.<br><strong>"Sword 1 to Sky Eye, Beacon is set. Awaiting drop."</strong><br><br>Jake hurried back to the trees and raised his Assault Rifle, scanning the area while waiting for his package.<br><br><em><strong>"Sword 1, Dropper 2-2-0. We have your Package, we have your D-Z. Will drop on my Mark. 3...2...1...Mark."</strong></em><br><br>Somewhere high above, a Cargo plane passed over, silent to almost everyone including the wolves.<br>Through the slowly gathering clouds a dark object floated to the ground, a small parachute deployed above it.<br><br><strong>"Dropper 2-2-0, Sword 1. Package received, undamaged. Thanks for the present Santa. Sword 1 out."</strong><br><br><em><strong>"Uhh...Sky Eye to Sword 1. We are Bingo Fuel and returning to base. Good luck out there...see you in the morning."</strong></em><br><br><strong>"Roger That, Sky Eye. Continuing on mission without AWACS support. Have a good One. Sword 1 out."</strong><br>As soon as communications were cut, Jake slowly approached the object that came down from the sky.<br>He looked it over to make sure it truly was undamaged before unslinging his pack and attaching the black box to his pack.<br>Putting his pack back on he retrieved the Beacon, shutting it off, and stuffing the parachute into one of his many pockets, not wanting to leave any traces of him being there behind.<br><br>Once that was set, he began to walk back on his route.<br>Except one problem.<br>He was now lost.<br><br>Instinctively he followed the source of the sounds of the Party.<br>But the woods were so huge the sounds seemed to acho and bounce off each tree.<br>At some points he felt as if he were going in circles.<br>Finally, a pair of voices became more distinct than the others.<br>A pair of female voices.<br><br>With the wind blowing in his face he cautiously made his way towards the voices, getting close enough to spy on two women in the water.<br>He noted their lack of clothing and became somewhat relaxed that perhaps he had found the Gathering once more.<br>And then, another pair appeared from the Gathering.<br>Holding hands.<br>Both male.<br><br>Now...Jake Prior didn't swing that way, but as a Catholic he was raised to see it as a sin.<br>But Jake was a Rebel...he had no problems with same sex relationships...as long as they didn't bother him.<br><br>When one of the young men asked a question, Jake felt it was the right time to make his presence known...being Donwind and all.<br>Standing from his kneeling position behind the tree, he held his Rifle in a non-threatening way and walked to the water's edge for all four to see.<br><strong>"A call to arms...or something of that sort. Big Bad Wolf Nathaniel Grey must've been the one to put out that Howl. I don't know how much you know, but the Inquisitions been after him since...almost the beginning."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vael the Destroyer</strong> on <strong>31-07-2013, 16:24:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft"> (http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj307/tylercook777/eeaa8e51-16ae-4ce9-adea-3598590bc843_zps43610810.jpg) (http://s275.photobucket.com/user/tylercook777/media/eeaa8e51-16ae-4ce9-adea-3598590bc843_zps43610810.jpg.html)</div><strong>Orion Shepherd</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Matt, Anna, Amber, Jake<br><strong>Location:</strong> The River<br><br><hr><br>The voice who answered Rion’s question drew his attention, the rifle drawing even more attention from his bright blue eyes. He could smell that the man was human but wondered why a man with a rifle was here if it was a ‘call to arms’ as he said. <br><br>“Hunters…” Rion snarled, letting part of his wolf shine through. “Of course that’s the reason for this gathering. It’s gotten so bad that not even the originals can handle it and have to call for the rest of us to come and help. If you ask me it’s more of a suicide mission on both sides. Hunters have the technology while we have the strength, speed, and senses of a predator with the teeth to match.” Rion smiled slightly, looking down at the ground for a moment before his eyes went back to the human standing amongst them. Well, besides Matt of course. “I’m curious about why you’re here. You don’t smell like wolf at all. I mean, I brought along my lover of course but he’s been scent marked by me. The only thing you smell like is human which is curious to me. I didn’t know there’d be humans here, especially with fancy rifles. Are you a bodyguard?” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealdreamer</strong> on <strong>31-07-2013, 17:53:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1013.photobucket.com/albums/af255/fellea/Amber_1280x420.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Amber Vanlaer <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Anna/ Matt/ Orion/ Jake Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> The River<br><hr><br>"Another human, and a brave one. Admirable. I think the last one's still in a few bits here and there back in the main gathering." Feeling the ripples this unknown rifleman was causing, Amber narrowed her eyes on him for a moment. '<em>Gun doesn't smell recently discharged, and he's got some of the Big Guy whirling around him faintly. One of the cardinals too, Natasha was it? Hm.</em>'<br><br>Ultimately unmoved by any of the goings on in particular, Amber continued her lounge on the boulder. Her skin was long dry, and while her hair was still mostly saturated, and would be for hours, given it's almost unnatural thickness, it still managed to escape in little wet tendrils or crackling wisps here or there. Looking very much like some old Nubian queen perched up on her boulder on the opposing side of the river, cask of wine and glass in hand, she chuckled, and simply continued to indulge in Nathaniel's fine vintage.<br><br>"Don't worry there Rion, no one's going to nip at your lover's heels. He stinks." Deciding on the role of peanut gallery, Amber clucked her tongue appreciatively toward the pair. Rion had indeed done a fine job of marking his territory, the fact that he was concerned enough about it to mention it however was adorable. "...And if that human's a bodyguard, I'll eat my hat. Then again, if he turns out to be a sleeper, I'll eat him." Shrugging she sipped her wine again. With every scar of her's on display at the moment, she didn't expect too many disbelievers, although everyone of them should be, including the human. Humans tasted horrible. Their diets were shit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta 8O8</strong> on <strong>31-07-2013, 18:20:05</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Jake Prior<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Amber, Anna, Matt, Orion<br><strong>Location:</strong> The River<br><br>Jake smirked at the snarl from the wolf.<br>It made his hair stand on end, and sent a shiver down his spine.<br>There had been moments during his career as an Inquisition Agent where he actually had to hunt a Wolf.<br>The thrill of hunting a somewhat superior being and then ending its life was...beast like.<br>Wolf like.<br><br>There was an audible <em>Snap!</em> as the sword sheathed along his spine suddenly spun so that the blade now rested along the small of his back.<br>The grip pointed to the left.<br>Letting go of the front end of his rifle, keeping his trigger hand on the pistol grip, finger hovering along the trigger guard, he reached back and unsheathed the Silver Sword.<br><br>The bright Silver, the smell of it, the Roman style, and the Celtic Cross stamped on the flat-side of the blade.<br>There was no mistaking the official Inquisition Wolf Killing Blade.<br>Either handed down from generation to generation or given as a gift to an Elite Member of the Inquisition.<br>Jake's was both.<br><br>Prior had only withdrew some of the blade, not all of it.<br>Just to show what sort of "teeth" he had on him.<br>Orion had shown him a little bit in the snarl, so the young Commando "snarled" back.<br>Jake clicked his sword closed, and the sword then whipped around back to its "non-deployed" position.<br><br><strong>"Don't be scared little Pups...I'm on your side."</strong><br>Jake stated as he put his back against a tree and leaned on it.<br>His left hand fell to his side, but his right stayed on the Rifle.<br><strong>"I come from an Organization that wants to end this stupid war between the Inquisition and the Wolves. And since the Inquisition denied our help by killing some of its members...well...we're more inclined to help you."</strong><br><br>And then there was Amber.<br>Lazing about on the Boulder and talking about eating him.<br>Jake gave an amused grunt, cracking a toothy grin.<br><strong>"Not if I eat you first. I take my meat raw and squriming or cooked and sizzling."</strong><br>It was an open challenge.<br>Like Amber, he had scars of his own.<br>Unlike her, he was clothed and most of it covered.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>31-07-2013, 20:15:07</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Harley's post</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=179635.msg8665731#msg8665731">Quote from: Strifesblaze7 on 31-07-2013, 02:58:04</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>"Everything, huh, I think that just might work. Of course, that would mean you're mine in return, if you have the desire to try being with anyone else, you might wish to try that now." He said to her in a soft tone, making sure that she really only wanted him, he wouldn't mind if she wanted to play the field so to speak, he just wanted to know. "I want you, yes, I just want to make sure that you are fine with only having me, that is something important to know."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div></div></div><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>Jaclyn nibbled her lip for a moment, she had spent a great deal of time with him. He had found her and pulled her from the darkness. He started to show her how to survive and didn't get angry for her if she messed up or over reacted. Sure it could have been anyone that had found her, but not just anyone would have cared the way he had for her. And now he made her fell like her body had come to life, and here she thought just being without pain was the best she could do. She couldn't see feeling so good, so safe and so relaxed around anyone else. She thought though wanting to make sure that it was what she wanted most. <br><br>A deep breath had his scent filling her lungs again and the wolf that stirred in her sent a growl rumbling through her whole body. She wanted him...all of her wanted him. He was strong, knowledgeable not only would he be a good man he would be a good mate. Stepping closer Jaclyn's lip pressed against his chest. Her tongue trailing along his warm skin until she made her way up to his next and suddenly bit him another low growl possessive growl came from her. <strong>"Mine,</strong>"she said with meaning and a bit of a playful manner. <strong>"I can be yours, if you really want me...All of me."</strong>she said speaking for the good, the bad, and the animal parts of her.<strong>"It may mean you'll be teaching me a lot more, hope you don't mind." </strong>she said with a soft smile. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>01-08-2013, 02:22:23</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>"I think that it is only fair that if you get all of me, I get all of you, don't you agree? I mean, I don't want to impose on you but I do think that is the best way to do it." He said to her softly, looking in her eyes for a moment after he spoke. "I don't mind helping you learn all that I can show you, I hope that you don't mind knowing all there is to know about us." He said as he smiled at her and leaned a bit, kissing her lips gently and deeply. He was happy that she had been so near him for so long and now he could have all of her. He would do all that he could to make her happy and fulfilled with her life. he just hoped that he was good enough to do it all for her. "Can I ask how long you have felt this way, I really want to know." He said to her in a soft tone and thought for a moment, waiting for her answer. <br><br>He was more happy than he could say that this had finally come out between them, he didn't know why but he had always felt that anything that the may have had would always be hidden and he had hated that, he didn't want it to keep going. He hated feeling like there was something that he always had to hide so no one would see. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>01-08-2013, 02:48:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>Jaclyn nodded with a soft smile on her lips, <strong>"All of me."</strong> she said a feeling of freedom filling her mind and her body. Jaclyn suddenly knew that she would never again get put in a cage. Harley would never allow her to be hidden away anymore. At least not when she didn't want to.<strong> "I don't mind learning everything you have to teach me." </strong>she said smiling as her lips met his. Her hands ran up his chest as a soft moan came from her lips. She had never been kissed like this before. Something had shifted for some reason and his kiss just felt like there was so much more. Her body practically melted against his body by the time he broke the kiss and spoke again. <br><br>When he asked how long she had felt this way Jaclyn bit her lip. Laughing softly she shook her head refused to answer.<strong> "I thought we were going to find a bed?"</strong> she asked trying to playfully get him past the question. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Etherealdreamer</strong> on <strong>01-08-2013, 04:21:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1013.photobucket.com/albums/af255/fellea/Amber_1280x420.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Amber Vanlaer <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Anna/ Matt/ Orion/ Jake Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> The River<br><hr><br>Like the predator she was, Amber watched the human's, Jake's, every move with a lazy sort of disinterest. Even her eyes were slitted. Wined up as she was, that didn't make her any less of a threat. Amused by the flash and snap from his various bits and instruments of death, the she wolf couldn't help but laugh. It was a silvery sound that didn't ring with any sort of malice or mocking to it, just sheer amusement. Setting down her drink, she clapped with delight.<br><br>"Oh it's so <em>adorable</em>. So <em>refreshing </em> to be reminded that every male, whether he's human wolf... whatever the species, every one of your gender's just a proud little cock strutting around and flashing your talons!" It wasn't that Jake himself was what she was laughing at, you see, but his staff dangling gender as a whole. Still laughing, Amber turned her sights to Rion and Matt. "Even you two! Well, Rion there anyway. Marking his territory." Caught in a fit of the giggles, she nearly knocked over her glass.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>01-08-2013, 07:37:53</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>"Dodging the question I see, does that mean it has been a while?" He asked her, wanting to find out all that he could about it. He didn't want to have to push her but he really wanted to find out all that he could about how she felt. He wanted them to be open with each other ande he figured that was an easy way to have it. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>El Maligno</strong> on <strong>01-08-2013, 08:01:39</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong>Steve Matthews <br><strong>Tagged:</strong>Tasha/Hayden,Nathaniel, and Jake <br><strong>Location:</strong>Woods<br><hr><br>(http://blog.zap2it.com/pop2it/ian-somerhalder-season-4-vampire-diaries.jpg)<strong> (Also what he is currently wearing) </strong><br><br><br><br>Steve's heart was pounding and he found it hard not to rip away Tasha's clothing. His inner wolf was telling him to stop with the foreplay brief as it had been and demanded that he take the female before him right then and there. Still as Tasha pressed her body against him his hand trailing down her cheek to the bottom of her shirt where his hand slid up her shirt and bra. <br><br>He smiled into their kiss as he heard her breathing become harsher just like his own. Their breathing becoming ragged as he laughed in amusement. <br><br>"Careful beautiful....you have no idea what you are going to get yourself into...but it'll be fun to show you....."<br><br>The feeling of her soft firm breasts took the last bit of his self control. As he kissed her with a need that matched her own he pressed himself against her making it very clear to her that he was indeed up to the challenge. As he kissed her his tongue lightly caressing her own he began to rub and knead her nipples between his fingers. At the moment Tasha took hold of all of his senses. Her scent was everywhere and he could only hear their matched breathing and growls. With a sudden growl he pulled her closer to him taking her shirt off. For a brief moment his normally sapphire blue eyes turned to the icy blues of his wolf form. Not bothering to give her time to react he wrapped an arm around her waist as he pushed up her bra freeing her breasts as he slowly licked her exposed nippled before his mouth closed around it. He began to suck on her nipple, his tongue slowly flicking over it. He let out a moan of desire pressing his body against her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>azzmeister89</strong> on <strong>01-08-2013, 09:40:19</strong>
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				(http://www.hot2me.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/Romulo-Pires-587x311.jpg)<br><br><strong>Who:</strong> Nathaniel Grey<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> open<br><strong>Location:</strong> the gathering<br><br><br>As the ancient wolf slipped through the crowd of partying werewolves he couldn't help but notice that the smell of sulpher was getting thicker in the air to the point where he wanted to feel sick, although most of that was probably because his nose still burnt from the smell of all the silver the man named Jake Prior had been carrying with him.<br><br>Deciding then and there he climbed back onto the rock in which he had addressed them all earlier and called for silence. Man and wolf stopped and he raised his arms in a welcoming gesture which made the most feral of them relax more seeing as they constantly looked on edge.<br>"My brothers, my sisters. You have all heard why i called you here, i plan to take down the church and end there hunting of our people once and for all" many cheered at that "some of you have found ways to live amoung the humans, obscure and safe from anyone finding out what you are and so for those of you who dont want to disturb that life, you may leave. Go in peace" he saw many wolved turn to go, some even inclined there heads to him or others "for those who don't yet know how they feel i suggest they think on it, i'll need there answers by morning and for those of you who are commited to my fight" he gave a feral grin "welcome to the pack!" He lifted his arms up to the sky and heard cheers again "now i must tell you, there is a thunderstorm heading our way and i would rather keep the wet dog smell to a minimum so please feel free to find beds in the cabins to your right, the ones on the left are used already." With that he stepped down, shook a few hands and recieved a few hugs before bidding them all good night.<br><br>When he entered his own cabin, Nathaniel grey sighed "so few stayed. I have maybe one thousand new wolves, i need more to win though" thunder crashed above and the wolf smiled sleepily. He fell asleep almost instantly as his head hit the pillow. The sound of thunder booming outside as the rain and wind washed away all evidence of the wolves scent.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>02-08-2013, 01:06:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5tohp3FX61r0ioz9o1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Natasha "Tasha" Alexander<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Steve<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods/Cabin<br><hr><br>Tasha wasn't normally a whore, but this whole experience was bringing out her wolf. She wanted to mate. She wanted a man to take her, and she wanted it now. She nearly growled against his lips as she kissed him hard, and when his hand slid up her shirt to grope her breasts, she moaned loudly and nipped his bottom lip. <br><br>Her nipples turned rock-hard, and when he began pinching and twisting them, she gasped and arched to push them against his hands. She continued to kiss him desperately, but when he pushed her bra and shirt up to reveal her breasts to the night air, she looked down to see his dark head descend. Swallowing, she held her breath before finally feeling his mouth against her nipple. She let out a growling groan and let her head fall back against the tree.<br><br>"Oh God...yes..."<br><br>Breathing hard, she tangled her fingers in his hair and held him to her as her pussy grew impossibly wet.<br><br>However, all this was interrupted by the voice of Nathaniel. At first she wanted to ignore him, but then she realized that what he was saying was important. As for what she&nbsp; would decide, she had no idea. Perhaps Steve or some of the others could help, but she wasn't sure about destroying the church. Either way, right now, she wanted Steve. She couldn't wait until her house, so she decided she'd stay here for the night with him. Reluctantly pushing her shirt back down, she grabbed his hand as the rain began.<br><br>"Care to join me in an actual bed?"<br><br>With a grin, she let go of his hand and took off toward the cabins using her wolf speed that she'd never allowed herself before. When she found an empty cabin, she entered and was pleased to find an empty bed and a fireplace with some other amenities. When Steve entered, their passion renewed as they ended their day together...all through the night.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>02-08-2013, 01:47:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>Jaclyn smiled and a blush came to her cheeks as Harley pushed for an answer about her feelings. Still held within his arms it wasn't like she could playful run off and avoid answering. But still admitting how long she had thought of him as more than just a travel companion seemed so embarrassing. <strong>"Maybe." </strong>she said playfully. In truth it had been a while, it had been since the night they got trapped outside in a rain storm. They had gone for a run and she had ventured much further than they had planned. So when the storm rolled in they were ready to be soaked. But Harley a small outcropping that they could sleep under, protecting her body from the cold the whole night. That was when she realized that there was something more. The wonder of the rain on her skin paled in comparison to the way she felt in his arms.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>02-08-2013, 02:16:50</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>Harley smiled at her and moved a bit quickly as he heard the thunder, scooping her up to take her toward the cabins so they wouldn't get soaked in the rain. "Hmmm, you really need to tell me more, beautiful." He said to her as they arrived back in the cabins, glad that they hadn't ventured too far away from them. He took her to an unused bed and laid down with her, looking in her eyes in the dark as he leaned in and kissed her deeply and gently, nipping her lip softly after. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>02-08-2013, 02:30:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>Jaclyn gasped as she was scooped up once more and carried without haste towards the cabins. Tucking her head in the nook of his neck she closed her eyes and simply enjoyed being in his arms. The sound of thunder rolling in caused her to smile. She was almost sad that he had made it into the cabin so quickly. Then again he had shown her that something else could feel even better then the rain on her skin. <br><br>As they made it to a bed Jaclyn gently laid down with Harley, her body laying against his. Her chin resting on his chest as she looked up at him. <strong>"Why?" </strong>she asked playfully with a smile before her kissed her. She kissed him happily as her body snuggled close to his. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>El Maligno</strong> on <strong>02-08-2013, 02:39:32</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong>Steve Matthews <br><strong>Tagged:</strong>Tasha/Hayden,Nathaniel, and Jake <br><strong>Location:</strong>Woods<br><hr><br>(http://blog.zap2it.com/pop2it/ian-somerhalder-season-4-vampire-diaries.jpg)<strong> (Also what he is currently wearing) </strong><br><br><br><br>As Steve sucked on the sweet flesh of Tasha's breast like he was trying to suck out her soul he loved how she moaned and tangled her fingers into his shaggy black hair. Then all of a sudden the booming voice of Nathaniel cut through their mood. Steve was thinking about ignoring Nathaniel when he listened to what he actually was saying and though he had his mouth clamped onto Tasha's breast he let her free with a slightly wet popping sound. <br><br><em>Damn...it was just getting good....she is definitely in heat....</em><br><br>Steve silently cursed his luck thinking this would end his and Tasha's little....bonding experience. He liked greatly the reaction he was getting from her. Her nipples had been rock hard perfect for sucking...the scent of her arousal was intoxicating and only added fuel to his sexual fire. His cock was ready to spring out of his pants and his inner wolf was going crazy from his refusal to just mount her from behind like any normal wolf would. <br><br>Still Steve nodded his head as he listened to Nathaniel give his parting speech. Steve made up his mind a long time ago. He was here to stay and he would follow this new alpha until he gave him a reason to do so otherwise. <br><br>Steve was pleasantly surprised when Tahs took his hand asking him if he wanted to find an bed together. His grin was all she needed to see what he thought about the idea. As they raced quickly to find a cabin Steve smiled. Tasha was making him feel much younger again...like the first time he was influenced by a wolfish orgy. <br><br>As they entered the cabin right as the door closed Steve knew they weren't getting much sleep tonight. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jetblackmirror</strong> on <strong>02-08-2013, 06:39:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i40.tinypic.com/jtvqdw.jpg)</div><br><strong>Anna Lochlynn</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Rion, Amber, Matt, Jake<br><strong>Location:</strong> The River<br><hr>Anna's lips spread into a smile, shaking her head at Rion's rambling. "It's ok. I'm sure nudity is awkward in general when you're first meeting people... and as for all this. Well, I'm pretty sure it has something to do with taking over the church." She gave a shrug.<br><br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://i40.tinypic.com/27yxzk5.jpg)</div><br><strong>Matthew Dillon</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Orion, Jake, Amber, Anna<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside of the gathering<br><hr><br>Matt gave a smile, glancing over to the other woman on the rock before he looked back between Anna and Rion. "Well, that's more information than we previously had." Then he heard another voice interject, turning to face the person who it came from. He raised an eyebrow at the mans choice of... armor. He clearly wasn't part of the party.<br><br><hr><br>Anna's eyes darted to the new arrival, her skin crawling at the smell of metal. Her lips pulled into a sneer, knowing full well what he was. "I guess they let just anyone in here." She said before Amber. She nearly laughed when the man said he was on their side. "Are you really on our side? I find that hard to believe. I was raised around people like you, and you always have your agendas. I'd say it's a pretty good idea you keep your gadgets near by, because without them... oh, how I'd love to rip your oddly attractive throat out." She gave a grin that bared her teeth, feeling a shiver go through her body that was begging her to turn. "Lets just wait and see for how long you're on our side before all your bodies - what's the right word - infiltrate? Invade? This little shindig and the whole things turns into a blood bath."<br><br><hr><br>Matt seemed a little concerned for this obviously misplaced "soldier". Maybe he should have left the body armor at home? Definitely the sword, at least. He raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms. "It does seem a bit weird, though? A lone, "rogue" hunter finding a place like this, armed to kill, in the claim of peace?" He glanced at him, then to the three wolves. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vael the Destroyer</strong> on <strong>02-08-2013, 06:56:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk4/tylercook1777/0fbdbc56-8343-4479-9044-40d70b3e3017.jpg) (http://s276.photobucket.com/user/tylercook1777/media/0fbdbc56-8343-4479-9044-40d70b3e3017.jpg.html)</div><strong>Orion Shepherd</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Amber, Anna, Jake, Matt<br><strong>Location:</strong> The River<br><br><hr><br>The small reveal of the hunters sword sent shivers up Rion's spine, his body gaining tension the more he looked at it. One of the hunters in the group that attacked him had a sword like that and he was good with it, nearly caught Rion in the throat. That thought scared him, but not only because he didn't want to die but because he didn't want to leave his mate behind. The young wolf snapped out of his thoughts when Anna and Matt started talking about how curious it was that a 'rogue' hunter was in a gathering full of werewolves. It was quite curious to Rion too, he just didn't want to start in on a guy who was holding a rifle like he knew how to use it. <br><br>"As curious as his misplacement is, if the boss guy is willing to have him then it's his problem. If it so happens that your 'men' do show up while we're here, we know whose heads to hang it over." Rion grew serious, his face void of emotion besides a small fire behind his blue eyes that made them look icy. "Just know that we may be werewolves, but we're still humans too, no matter what your Church says. We laugh, we live, we love just like you will. So keep that in mind." Rion pulled Matt closer to him, looking over at Anna and Amber just as the thunder clapped through the atmosphere. "It's gonna rain soon, I think we should find a cabin to stay in. I think we'd be more than happy to stay with you two fun ladies if either of you have a place to let us sleep."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>02-08-2013, 13:22:17</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>"Because I would love to know, I would love to know what you have been hiding in that pretty head of yours..." He said to her with a soft and sweet smile as he leaned and kissed her, glad that they had their own room to enjoy. He pulled her up his body a little as he dropped their clothes on the floor and quickly and easily removed his pants again and looked at her. "I sleep better this way, I hope you don't mind.." He said to her playfully and nipped her lip softly after, loving being so close to her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>02-08-2013, 18:41:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>Jaclyn smiled as he asked once again how long she had been feeling this way. She laughed softly and shook her head no as she bit her bottom lip. Ok so shew as being playful, but it was part of who she was. Not to mention it was sort of fun to just relax and tease him about not knowing something for a change. She kissed him happily and enjoyed the feeling of them together in a bed.&nbsp; But then he moved and removed his pants she was rather distracted by the site of his naked body all over again. <strong>"That is ok....I don't mind it at all."</strong> she said looking up to his eyes. She growled lightly as laid back down and nipped her lip. <strong>"Keep it up and you'll gobble me all up."</strong> she said with a soft smile. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>02-08-2013, 21:56:32</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>"I suppose that if you told me something I could give you a break on it, or I could use it to my advantage..." He said to her playfully and looked in her eyes for a moment as he moved and quickly and carefully pulled her dress of, leaving them both naked in the bed that they were to share. He smiled at her and gently moved over her, pressing his body to hers and looking in her eyes. "Now, will you tell me, or do I have to tease you a bit?" He asked her, tilting his head playfully as he leand and kissed her gently. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>02-08-2013, 22:09:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>Jaclyn moved her body so that he could remove her dress again leaving her naked. Her hands coming to cover her body until he came to lay his body against hers once more. She looked up at him as her heart started to raise all over again.<strong> "I'll never tell." </strong>she said playful. Her lips brushed his for a moment as she tried to play at being tough. She kissed him lightly and wrapped her arms around his neck once more. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>02-08-2013, 22:23:42</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>"Never, huh? Are you sure about that?" He asked her as he let the tip of his length tease along her slit with a smirk, looking into her eyes as he did so. He leaned in and kissed her again, harder and deeper this time, leaving his body against hers, liking the warmth and the way that she felt. He pulled his lips away after the kiss and looked in her eyes, wondering if she would finally tell him a bit of what he was asking or if he would have to keep pushing her for more. He kind of hoped to need to push more, felling his arousal grow quickly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>02-08-2013, 22:38:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>Jaclyn smiled and shook her head, holding back a gasp as he teased her still damn lower lips. Her hips wiggled and her legs part so he could slip in closer to her body. <strong>"Yes...never."</strong> she said and laughed softly. Taking a breath her lips parted and let him kiss her, it was clear Jaclyn was a fast learner as she kissed him with her own matching passion. <strong>"When did you start wanting me?"</strong> she asked as their lips parted her own thoughts wondering what or when he had started to want more. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>02-08-2013, 22:55:13</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>"Oh no, that is my trump card, I am not telling you that until you tell me. I can't give away the only thing that may help me." He said to her, smiling softly, liking how she matched his passion. He moved against her slowly still, licking his lips as he became more hard and began to throb lightly against her sensitive flesh. He bit his lip and leaned, kissing her hard and deep this time, showing her how bad he did want her, showing her a bit of how he felt for her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>02-08-2013, 23:22:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><strong><br>"That is not fair....you have to tell me first."</strong> she said as if it were just a matter of fact. But as he started to move against her body and she could feel him throbbing against her already sensitive body, Jaclyn was finding it hard to just give him what he wanted. She would have bit her lip to distract her but then he kissed her in a way that literally took her breath away. One hand slipped between them and trailed down between her lips. Her delicate fingers ran along the head of his shaft and slowly started to stroke him. She smiled a bit and wondered if she could drive him as crazy as he could drive her. It would be easier if she knew more about his body and what he liked. But she wasn't about to give in just yet. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta 8O8</strong> on <strong>04-08-2013, 04:01:02</strong>
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				<strong>Jake Prior<br>Tagged:</strong> Amber, Anna, Matt, Orion<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lake<br><div class="floatright">(http://www.superheroprofiles.com/files/2008/10/heroes-sylar-zachary-quinto.jpg)</div><hr><br>Jake turned towards Amber's sudden remark.<br>He was a guy.<br>A male.<br>How else was he supposed to show he was armed and dangerous without killing everyone first?<br>Out of the entire group it seemed she was having the most fun and seemed the least threatened by his presence.<br>Or the most and was hiding it.<br><strong>"Why don't you come a bit closer and I'll show what else I've got hiding for you..."</strong><br><br>The young Soldiers eyes glanced to each member and caught Anna's physical response to his presence.<br>She was the most hateful.<br>Maybe something in her past?<br>When Anna was done with her words and threats, Jake shook his head and rolled up his arm sleeves a bit past his elbows.<br>Beyond his Tactical gear, tattoo's, and muscles, were scars.<br>Most of them dealt with claws and teeth.<br><strong>"Every Wolf who's had wanted me dead I've given a chance to do just that. No swords. No Guns. No armor. Just beast against beast in any Arena chosen. Fists, Kicks, Bites, Claws, anything and everything attached to your body is a weapon. And let me tell you something you might not know about your Bite. If the change does not take full hold on your target, it turns into Acidic Venom. And if a full bite does not change your target the first time? The rest of the bites won't do it either."</strong><br>Jake Prior rolled his sleeves back down and buttoned them up, keeping them out of his way and not sagging.<br><strong>"So I challenge you...call you out to meet me on grounds where I am not armed that will give me and advantage. Just pick a time, and a place, but make sure that place is somewhere decent enough to call your final resting place."</strong><br><br>And then it was the Gay Lovers' turn.<br>One of them was human, and the other wasn't. He figured that much.<br>One seemed to be trying to still piece together his reasons for being here, the other was trying to "change his mind" about his catholic ways.<br>The Ex-Inquisition Trooper had to hold back his laughter.<br><strong>"As far as God and I are concerned, he must have made your kind for a reason. Not even just Wolves. The Inquisition has records on finding a few other were-creatures. A hit list more than a researched one, but it shows that Lucifer did not send his Army of Wolves from Hell, nor does it show that God made you Wolves on accident. I, myself, have had the pleasure of meeting another Were-creature like you Wolves, in Russia. They're safe, have been for hundreds of years."</strong><br>Jake waved his hand in dismissal of the subject.<br>They could ask later about it if they wanted to.<br><strong>"So Preach! Preach about how we're all living beings and all that shit! All I'm going to do, is look you straight in the eyes, and tell you truthfully: I know."</strong><br><br>As if on signal a Thunder clap that sounded more like an explosion in the sky, cut them off from any more conversation.<br>Rain began to slowly come down, and in no time Anna &amp; Amber weren't the only one's to enjoy some water.<br><br>Jake looked off into the distance as if seeing something there.<br>The rain didn't seem like it affected him at all.<br>No shivers, no sneezes, no reactions.<br>He held his Rifle in his hands once more and walked around the four.<br>Walking closest to Orion and Matt, but moving past them as if they had been passing by and he had given way for them, not the other way around.<br><strong>"Time to get inside Kiddies. Play time's over."</strong> He called back towards the wolves he was walking away from.<br><br>Everyone else would be cowering and hiding from the storm inside some nice and warm cabins.<br>Jake was going to set-up the gadgets he had described earlier, before setting up a hammock, somewhere high in the treetops.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>azzmeister89</strong> on <strong>04-08-2013, 19:51:42</strong>
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				(http://www.hot2me.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/Romulo-Pires-587x311.jpg)<br><br><strong>Who:</strong> Nathaniel Grey<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> open<br><strong>Location:</strong> the wolf den (the area that the gathering took place)<br><br><br>When he awoke the next morning Nathaniel stepped out of his cabin wearing only his cotton trousers, his chest and feet bare and his old tribal necklace hung loosely over his chest. He grinned as he saw six of his veteran pack members waiting for him, each were old and strong enough to be his Beta's and therefore were his advisers and when in a fight, his most trusted companions.<br><br>Each of the six men were built to display power and it would not be hard to imagine them capable of tearing professional wrestlers apart "good morning boss" one of them said, his voice was surprisingly well mannered despite his brutish appearance "morning Zack" Nathaniel replied and then all six men grinned "so who's first" the Alpha asked as he stepped into the ring of large stones they had placed and gathered in.<br>"that would be me" Zack replied, pulling off his shirt to reveal a chest almost as scared as Nathaniel's but much hairier.<br><br>When the other wolves awoke they would leave there cabins to find the Alpha taking on the six brutes, each of them swapping out to continue assaulting there leader in the ring and despite there overwhelming size they were all loosing.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>04-08-2013, 21:43:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open, Nathaniel and those fighting, Mentions Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering area<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=92442345)<br><br><br>Jaclyn eyes opened as the sun worked its way into her room...correction their room. She smiled feeling the warm body that she was curled up against. Her head lifting as her eyes took in the sleeping form of her Harley. He even wore a goofy smile on his face as he slept. The night had gone by in a passionate blur. They had made love over and over again; even when they went to clean up they couldn't help but embrace one another. Granted it wasn't helping that Jaclyn had found that she really liked the way Harley made her feel. She had become nearly insatiable, and no matter how sore she had gotten Jaclyn never turned Harley way. <br><br>Pushing up she winced lightly as her body still protested her movements. Looking down she could see bruises on her body, but still she smiled as she knew where they had come from. It was only because her body was still trying to gather its strength. Harley thought maybe the reason she was still weak, or took longer to heal was because of what her father had done to her. Still even with his concern she refused to go see a doctor. Not wanting to be taken to another cage. Her father swearing the government would not let her go if they ever got a hold of her. That Hunters would come once the truth of what she was got out. <br><br>Nibbling her lip she Jaclyn was worried Harley would want to push for to see a doctor once more if he saw the bruises. Not to mention he would probably feel bad, even if she asked for each and every one of them. Slowly and without disturbing Harley she pushed from the bed, making sure to sooth him if he started to stir. She knew even if she couldn't sleep that he needed his strength. So she made a plan to go find them some food and surprise him with breakfast. Part of her was worried about what she would find outside their cabin. But Jaclyn knew she would have to become stronger...for Harley. He may have chosen her but that didn't mean he had to be stuck with someone that was weak. <br><br>So she quickly and quietly pulled on a pair of pants and a shirt and slipped out of the cabin. Leaving a note on the pillow beside Harley, "<strong><em>Went to get food. Be back soon sleepy head." </em></strong>she wrote on the note and signed her name. She knew he would easily sniff her out after the last night. Even with the shower she had taken, Jaclyn could still smell a slight scent of him on her body. Not that she was going to complain any time soon. <br><br>Quickly she slipped from the cabin and sniffed the air, not sure if she would have to hunt or if there was a kitchen she could go to. So for a moment Jaclyn stood still and sent out her senses. But was surprised when the smells of battle filled her lungs. She froze for a moment and concentrated on what her senses could bring her. There was no rage, more....excitement that filtered through the air. And then she could hear taunting and laughter, it wasn't like a normal battle. No it was lighter than the fighting she had come upon before. <br><br>Her curiosity grew and she started off towards the commotion. Her bare feet took quick and well placed steps as she ran through the camp staying as unseen as possible. As she neared the gathering that center around a large fight going on her sense ran a hundred miles an hour. Why would they fight like this with one another? If they had some war coming up wouldn't they want to save their energy for that fight? Her curiosity grew as she stepped closer, her delicate frame nearing the edge of the circle that the men were fighting in. One man stumbling back quickly, but Jaclyn easily stepped out of his way. Her eyes taking in the site of the men battling, she could see Harley taking place in this...and holding his own easily enough. She could feel his strength as if it were part of her own. Her hands and feet move lightly as if she were mimicking the movements in her mind as she watched the men freely go at each other.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>05-08-2013, 13:22:49</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn, Nathaniel, Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>Harley woke up with a bit of a start, the smell of the fighting reaching him, it made the blood pump through his veins a bit faster for a moment and he looked around, finding Jaclyn's note. He slipped out of bed and got dressed quickly, moving to go outside and see about what was going on. He quickly found Nathaniel taking on the men and saw Jaclyn nearby. He smiled and moved to be near her as he thought for a moment. "Good morning to you, I see something has caught your eye." He said to her softly and smiled a bit and then looked to Nathaniel. "Seems like a nice and fun way to wake up." He said a bit loudly with a smirk, watching.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta 8O8</strong> on <strong>06-08-2013, 22:55:45</strong>
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				<strong>Jake Prior<br>Tagged:</strong> Everyone and No one<br><strong>Location:</strong> Wolves Den - Canopy Hammock<br><br>High above the stirring Cabins lay Jake Prior in a Hammock set up high in the tree's.<br>A perfect lookout, and an even perfect getaway.<br>Not that he was afraid of the wolves, he generally liked to be alone in a place where he wasn't accepted.<br>It also made work a little easier.<br><br>It also served as the perfect lookout.<br>He had confirmed in the earlier hours of the morning that the Chicago chapter for the Inquisition were on the lookout for them.<br>One simply does not have an Orgy of Howling Wolves and not expect to be found or reported.<br>The hammock overlooked the entire North Side of the Wolves Den.<br><br>In a few other tree's some could see what looked to by miniature Radar dishes clamped tightly to the tree, their cables going up, instead of down.<br>All through the storm Jake had been climbing up tree's installing these, then climbing back into his Sky Hammock to calibrate them.<br>He hasn't slept all night.<br>Now, with his work finally done, he was eating one of his many MREs (Meals-Ready-to-Eat).<br>As he finished up his Meal, discarding all the trash back into its original pack, then back into his Rucksack, he leaned over and watched Nathaniel and the others spar.<br>He didn't seem interested at all.<br>In fact, it seemed like he had known about this sort of Wake-up routine, and just took part by simply observing.<br><br>Coincidentally, when he covered a huge portion of the forest with the Thermal mask he had dubbed it "The Wolves Den".<br>The Thermal mask spread far and wide, it engulfed ravines, trenches, cliffs, but not roads.<br>How bothersome would it be for hundreds of Google maps users to track their route on their phones and tablets, only for their signal to disappear on one side of the road, then reappear on the other, in the same spots over and over again.<br>Also, with the Thermal mask, it meant he had to constantly monitor the radio and news about lost hikers, or downed aircraft.<br>If those people wound up in the the Wolves Den, not only would they be under the Thermal mask making them almost impossible to find, but it meant they were in Wolves territory and therefore, in danger.<br><br>Quietly, Jake wished he had other Humans he could rely on to help him keep the Wolves Den under surveillance.<br>At this rate, sleep would succumb him before he gave up to it.<br>As more and more wolves woke up and joined the slowly growing crowd around the arena, Jake began to clean his weapons.<br>All of his modern stuff first, his Silver Sword last.<br>When it was in its sheath the Silver smelled bad, but only at close distance.<br>When completely out, it was like an overpowering room freshener in a broom closet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>09-08-2013, 06:44:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/8dbdb218-d980-4639-a8c7-0e39fa5534af_zps77d0dba4.jpg?t=1376042538)</div><strong>Lucy Grayjoy</strong><br><strong>Tagged: </strong>Everyone and No one<br><strong>Location:</strong> On her cabin porch step's over looking the Wolves Den<br><br>Lucy also known as Lulu to those in her pack, sat on the front porch of the cabin Nate had given her. The morning was nice, the storm last night leaving a fresh scent in the air that made the forest smell clean. Sipping her cocoa she smiled behind the mug as she watched Nate and the others brawl in training. She could see how well they fought together and knew they were careful not to hurt each other but still enough to try an overpower their alpha. Nathaniel Grey. She drank him in, in the early morning light as he put each of others around him in their place. Poor Zack was trying his best found himself on his backside more then once, which caused a tingle of a laugh to escape Lucy’s lips at the shock look on the poor man’s face. They were a bunch of wild boys and she thought of every one of them as an older brother who looked out for her since they meet years ago. Nate was the best of them, he seemed to know that she was in trouble without even telling him and picked her up and took care of her. She regretted her running from him and fighting with him at every turn, but suddenly found herself warming up to them as she saw they meant her no harm. They were nothing like her old pack, they saw her weaknesses but did not call her out on them, and they even tried to correct her and were patient as she learned to fight and defend herself. She wondered sometimes if it was pity that they took her in, the litters of scars on her body were an equal match to any of the males from hunting and fighting enemies of other packs. But there was no mistaking the deep teeth marks and claw like ridges all over her body from years of her father and older brothers ‘training’. <br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AZMHpU0qJW8/TclT_2_Cj5I/AAAAAAAAAK0/P_u_iN4R5lg/s320/scones.jpg)</div><br>She picked up the warm strawberry scone from the plate next to her and took the last small bite. The burst of flavor of sugar and butter in her mouth made her eyes close and the tart of berry finished off the savory morsel.&nbsp; She was glad she had found cooking&nbsp; something she could do for her new pack family; baking was more her specialty than anything else. But found that cooking settled her nerves and relaxed her. She had another restless night and found herself baking till dawn, cookies, brownies, scones, muffins, and even a cupcakes. Her cabin smelling more of a bakery then a log cabin, which was fine for her since she learned a long time ago she had quite a sweet tooth. She normally had slept with one of her pack brothers but with more wolfs coming she knew they may want their privacy and moved into her own cabin closes to Nate’s. Her nightmares were constantly plaguing her since she moved into the lonely one bedroom. Watching her brother falling over the cliff over and over and finally falling over herself shook her awake in a cold sweat that could never be washed away. She found herself sleeping mostly during the day in Nate’s cabin while he attended to business, but she knew she wasn’t hiding anything from them. But instead that she had her own place and slept alone during the night so there was order in the pack when new members joined. She had been absent last night at the gathering, not wanting to embarrass Nate by being squeamish when she saw he had brought the human huntress to make an example of her. She was all for her Alpha’s plan to take down the church and their hunting of her kind, she just wasn’t so sure she could make the kill as easily as they could. Animals in the forest were easy, they were food, by humans…. She had only ever came across a hunter once and escaped with her life without a fight. That was the last time she ventured into the human world and never looked back.<br><div class="floatright">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/1359607142687332_zps264d2157.jpg?t=1375936657)</div><br>She let out a sigh and drank the last of her cocoa and stood wiping a splotch of flour from her cheek from earlier that morning. She wore a flour dusted man’s black shirt that cut right above her thighs and wore a pair of gray sweats that she had to roll since they bagged on her. She wasn’t interested in fashion, having no one to really impress in the pack, and was content on wear his brother’s cloths since they hide most of her scared skin from their eyes and were comfortable. Ruffling her long white hair she was about to enter the house when movement caught her eye. Turing she scanned the area, feeling eyes around her. She was perfectly still, fear crippling her as her heart pounded in her rib cage. She listened for every sound, biting her lip to keep from breathing. ‘Did they find her? Was she in trouble? Was the pack in trouble? Should she call for help?’ Her mind went blank as she saw people stepping out to watch Nate and the pack. ‘The new wolves…’ she thought and turned back out of curiosity, her cold blood fizzling out the fear that she had just experienced. The first was a very pretty woman, something she hadnt seen in a long time since meeting Hayden, who looked out for her as much as the pack did. She had very pretty hair, unlike Lulu’s own scrappy white strands, her’s were a wonderful combination of red and browns in perfect curls it seemed. As she watched she could feel a connection with her somehow, which put her on edge. What could she have in common with a beauty like her? The next to come was a male and Lulu moved further back behind the post of the porch so she wasn’t seen. He was cuddling the pretty one and calling out to Nate. She nodded to herself that yes these were the new wolves and she would have to be nice and social. She hadnt been brave enough to show herself the previous night, and retired early totally exhausted with her day of cleaning, cooking, and training. Now she had to push through her shyness and be seen and talk with them even if they approached her. She had to trust Nate that he wouldn’t bring anyone into the pack who would turn her over to her father, but the fear of it still lingered in her.&nbsp; She pushed her fear aside and moved further out of the porch, but was still hugging the post as if it were the only thing keeping her up. She didn’t speak to them but let her chocolate brown eyes travel over each of them to let them know she was here. Then just as quickly she dipped her head and moved back into her cabin to prepare for breakfast, knowing that after her boy’s sparred they could work up one hell of an appetite. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>09-08-2013, 21:43:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open, Nathaniel and those fighting, Mentions Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering area<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=92442345)<br><br>Jaclyn was watching the movements of the men so closely she did not see Harley walking up until his scent filled brought her attention straight to him. Blinking she leaned back and looked up at him, her back pressing against his chest. <strong>"Hello sleepy head."</strong> she said with a soft smile and then looked to the wolves once more.<strong> "I came out to get us breakfast, when I got distracted by fighting. I thought something was wrong at first...but...'</strong> she looked to the men that were sparring just in front of them.<strong> "You want to join them don't you?"</strong> she asked and looked back up to him. <br><br>As she watched him and felt hid body tense from the excitement of it she knew he was eager to brawl as well. Part of her was worried about it all, but Jaclyn trusted Harley and trusted that he could handle himself and keep himself from getting hurt. Suddenly the scent of another came to her. The scent was female and almost...sweet. Looking around her eyes fell upon the sight of a white haired woman, and she offered her a soft smile before watching her slip back into her cabin. Jaclyn blinked and twisted her body about enough to look behind Harley, <strong>"She smelled like sweets."</strong> Jaclyn said with a soft laugh. Harley had found out early that sweets were not only new to her Jaclyn but that they were something she grew quiet fond of. Suddenly Jaclyn's stomach growled and she gasped and looked around her finally looking up to Harley, <strong>"Sorry...I'm just hungery."</strong> she said smiling softly. Neither of them had gone hunting the night before or gone out to get food.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jetblackmirror</strong> on <strong>10-08-2013, 07:05:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i40.tinypic.com/jtvqdw.jpg)</div><br><strong>Anna Lochlynn</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Rion, Amber, Matt, Jake<br><strong>Location:</strong> The River<br><hr>Anna decided then she didn't like Jake. She said nothing more, and made no action towards him, her eyes only watching him like a hawk as he passed. Even as the rain fell, she turned to look back at him as he walked away. She turned back to the gay lovers, and to Amber. She just nodded, leading the way back up to the cabins. She found one that was all ready full of wolves tucking themselves into bed for the night. She picked a bunk that had an empty one beside it. Her clothes were soaked again, and she let out a sigh. "Sorry, you guys have seen more of me tonight than most people have." She said as she pulled her clothes off of her body, leaving her bra and underwear on before she crawled under her covers. "Good night." She let her eyes close, falling into an uneasy sleep.<br><br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://i40.tinypic.com/27yxzk5.jpg)</div><br><strong>Matthew Dillon</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Orion, Anna<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside of the gathering<br><hr><br>Matt followed, holding Rion's hands. Once in the cabin, he pulled Rion into bed with him, smiling at Anna in a way that said it was ok. He held Rion close, placing a kiss on his forehead. "Good night." He said back, a hand moving up and down Rion's back soothingly.<br><br><hr><br>When Matt woke up in the morning, he placed a Kiss on Rion's temple, nuzzling his nose there to wake him up. "Time to wake up, hun. See if we can talk to this alpha dude..." He paused, looking down at his sleepy partner. "I know you just woke up, but... what do you wanna do, hun? Should we stay? Do we really wanna fight this... war?"<br><br><hr><br>Anna was up before dawn, unable to sleep with so many people. Her clothes had dried out mostly, and she stepped into the brisk morning air, feeling the wet grass between her toes. She wandered for a while, and before long the stench of silver hit her nostrils. She wasn't sure how far from the cabins she was, but she looked up to see a hammock high up above her. Her eyes narrowed.<br><br>"Hey douche canoe," She called up to him, a smirk on her lips, "Too scared to sleep on the ground?" She had her hands on her hips, looking up into the dense tree.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>El Maligno</strong> on <strong>10-08-2013, 07:17:53</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong>Steve Matthews <br><strong>Tagged:</strong>open, any<br><strong>Location:</strong>Cabin---&gt; Woods<br><hr><br>(http://blog.zap2it.com/pop2it/ian-somerhalder-season-4-vampire-diaries.jpg)<strong> (Also what he is currently wearing) </strong><br><br><br>Steve was standing in the shower letting the hot water pour over his body. He was leaning against the wall. Last night with Tasha had been amazing. He closed his eyes as he let the water pour down on his head. He was gonna like it here there were plenty of beautiful women and other interesting people. Stepping out of his shower and finishing getting ready he wondered if Tasha had woken up. He wondered where he should go about getting some food as he put on his clothes from last night. He would definitely have to go back a bring his clothes, maybe a few other things from the city.&nbsp; As he stepped out he grabbed a pen from inside his jacket and wrote Tasha a note.<br><br><em>Morning beautiful, sorry I couldn't stay around went to get my stuff from the city and to get some food. Last night was...well I'm sure you know how much I enjoyed it. Remember if you need help with anything just call/howl or text me...Here's my number..see ya around..</em><br><br>Placing the note on the pillow next to Tasha he kissed the top of her red head smiling as he closed the door. Tasha had.....surprised him...to say the least. <br><br>With his sharp senses he heard the fighting long before he saw it. It seemed he wasn't the only one awake. As he went off in search of the source of the noise he was not surprised when he saw that it was their Alpha casually tossing the bigger men around like it was nothing. Nathaniel he suspected, was many times stronger than anyone he had ever met. Having hundreds of years to hone your skills was a pretty big advantage. Steve had a bit less than a hundred and he knew more than enough to take care of himself....more time would give anyone enough time to become a powerful warrior. Steve watched from far away and noticed the other beautiful redhead and the blonde man huddled close as they watched. Steve smelled baked goods and noticed another were who was watching though she seemed to be keeping her distance. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vael the Destroyer</strong> on <strong>10-08-2013, 07:22:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk4/tylercook1777/0fbdbc56-8343-4479-9044-40d70b3e3017.jpg) (http://s276.photobucket.com/user/tylercook1777/media/0fbdbc56-8343-4479-9044-40d70b3e3017.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Orion Shepherd<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Matte<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Cabin<br><br><hr><br>Rion nestled into bed after Matt led him back, nuzzling the tip of his nose against his lovers chest. He could still smell his own scent there with a nice hint of Matt's natural scent along with cologne. It was the perfect scent, one that was soothing enough to lull Orion off into a deep sleep, forgetting all about the alpha who he hadn't met yet and the fight he was so afraid to fight getting closer with each passing hour. <br><br><hr><br>Rion woke up with a groan like he did every morning. He hadn't gotten up in the middle of the night to eat so the second thing to happen was for his stomach to growl, begging for the food Rion had denied it. "Hrmphr. Too early. Need more sleep." He whined, not wanting to get up and face the day yet. He just wanted someone to bring him a nice, somewhat raw steak that he could scarf down then go right back to bed where he could hide away from the outside world and it's dangers. "I need to eat before we go talking to boss guy. As far as the plan goes I'm not sure yet. I don't want you getting hurt. I don't want anyone to get hurt besides the hunters, they can take their swords and fall on them for all I care. I just don't want to lose you." Rion looked up, a pout on his face as he let his forehead fall on Matt's shoulder. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta 8O8</strong> on <strong>10-08-2013, 07:43:14</strong>
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				<strong>Jake Prior<br>Tagged:</strong> Anna<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Wolves Den<br><hr><br>Jake had just finished polishing the Silver blade when a voice from the night before called up to him.<br>Looking down he spotted Anna and her smirk.<br>She found him a threat last night, and now she was standing under him and calling him a coward.<br>Right...<br><br>The Soldier sheathed his blade, grabbed his rifle.<br>Then he rolled out of the hammock.<br>The fall would have hurt, if not fatal, if Jake Prior hadn't had some sort of set up for him to get down.<br>A short bungee cord for him to grab onto with his left hand, slowed his descent to a crawl and allowed him to jump down the remaining three feet, letting the bungee cord freely bounce back towards the sky.<br><br>This brought him almost in Anna's face.<br>Standing at 6'3" of Muscle and Tactical Gear, he looked like a character out of G.I. Joe.<br>He looked Anna up and down as if sizing her up, but did so with non-threatening eyes.<br>Just a stare that said, "What?"<br>But the smirk he returned her said something else entirely.<br>It seemed to challenge her.<br>He was up in the tree's when she approached him. Now that he was on the ground with her, would she back down?<br><strong>"For your information. I didn't sleep. The Sensors I put up are in the Tree's. The Calibration system, are in the tree's. Everything that's keeping the Inquisitions Elite from finding us are in the Tree's, all of which I set up last night. I <em>could</em> have done it on the ground, but there seems to be some hostility towards me...do you not like me or something?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jetblackmirror</strong> on <strong>10-08-2013, 08:01:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i40.tinypic.com/jtvqdw.jpg)</div><br><strong>Anna Lochlynn</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jake<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods<br><hr>The red head watched his descent from the tree, shaking her head lightly. <em>Fucking Peter Parker.</em> Standing at 5'5, she had to look up at him to look over his face. The look on his face made her crack as amused smile, standing unmoving, chest to chest from him. She raised an eyebrow at his explanation, looking at him skeptically.<br><br>"I can only base my current feeling towards you based off of past experiences, and when your own parents try to kill you for what you are, it leaves a bad taste in your mouth." She told him, her eyes moving back to his little tree fort. "And as of right now, I can't necessarily trust you." She looked back to him, crossing her arms. "But if you haven't noticed, I haven't tried to rip your oddly attractive throat out yet, have I?" She quoted herself from last night.<br><br>Her hazel eyes looked to his tactical gear, raising an eyebrow yet again. "You came prepared like a good little boy scout, didn't you? Are you always this uptight? Ever just wear a t-shirt and jeans and have a beer? Or are you suppose to come off as a relatively unfeeling robot?... Why are you even here, anyway? Did you fall in love with some lovely she wolf, and you want to sweep her off your feet and bring her home to where at least fifty of your buddies are waiting to skin her alive and make her pelt into a rug?<br><br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://i40.tinypic.com/27yxzk5.jpg)</div><br><strong>Matthew Dillon</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Orion<br><strong>Location:</strong> In the Cabin<br><hr><br>Matt's fingers stroked through Rion's hair tenderly, massaging and lightly scratching his scalp. He took in a deep breath, trying very hard to put together what he was going to say. "Well... there is an option." He told him. Rion and Matt often talked about turning him, however, Rion wasn't very keen on the idea. Matt wanted to help, and he wanted to be of actual help - not just to Rion - but to the cause in general.<br><br>"You could turn me... Or, I mean, it doesn't even have to be you. It could be... Anna, or... anyone else, really." He sighed softly, kissing his forehead. "I just want to help. And lets face it... one day... I'm not gonna be here anymore. And you'll still have... decades. I don't want to grow old without you. I don't want to grow old at all, if it means staying with you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vael the Destroyer</strong> on <strong>10-08-2013, 08:22:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk4/tylercook1777/0fbdbc56-8343-4479-9044-40d70b3e3017.jpg) (http://s276.photobucket.com/user/tylercook1777/media/0fbdbc56-8343-4479-9044-40d70b3e3017.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Orion Shepherd<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Matt<br><strong>Location:</strong> Cabin<br><br><hr><br>At first Matt's suggestion upset Orion, almost enough for him to push his lover away, but he didn't. He knew that it was going to come up again and he couldn't blame Matt for wanting to be changed. The wolf inside of him wanted to change Matt more than anything. It wasn't to hunt, it was to change and that's why whenever he got the urge to change he never did it around his lover. He was too afraid that he'd bite Matt and instead of changing him it would hurt him. Rion would never be able to forgive himself if he did that. Being a werewolf wasn't something he was fond of and it wasn't something he wanted to push on anyone else, but Matt's last part made a lot of sense. When Matt was old and frail, Rion would still look like he was in his late thirties to early fourties, only having lived out less than half of his life. <br><br>"I know what you're saying and it's not like I don't get your part of it because I do want to change you. I want us to be together for a long time but I'm just afraid to do it. I've never done it and if I hurt you or accidentally bite something I'm not supposed to and you bleed to death before you change I won't be able to live with myself. I love you, Matt and I do want to spend the rest of my unnatural life with you but this isn't something I can just do. I have to think about these kinds of things before I do them. Living the rest of my life with you weighed against living the rest of my life without you with the guilt of accidentally killing you are two outcomes where one is more than worth it and the other one... I just can't think about it." Rion hugged himself tightly around Matt, burying his face in the humans chest, trying to calm himself down. Matt was all he had left. He pushed the only few friends he had and his whole family away. Matt was the only one who wouldn't let Rion push him away and became a constant in his life. Changing him wasn't something he could do as easily as he wished he could. <br><br>"I think I need to go for a run and hunt something." Rion stated, pulling his head up so he could give Matt a few soft kissing, putting more passion in the last one. "Tell you what. Come watch me hunt. But if anything crazy starts to happen, promise me you'll run back as fast as you can, okay?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta 8O8</strong> on <strong>10-08-2013, 08:35:04</strong>
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				<strong>Jake Prior<br>Tagged:</strong> Anna<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Wolves Den<br><hr><br>Looking down at her, his brown eyes into her hazel for just a fraction of a second, he felt somewhat of a flirting spark there.<br>After all, she did find his throat attractive, though he partly thought that was a Wolf's taste considering that's where his Jugular was located.<br><br>He listened to her short explanation of how her parents tried to kill her for being what she was and suddenly his mind seemed to fly at 60-miles an hour.<br>His eyes scanned her features, hair, eyes, nose shape, jaw line, trying to figure out if her Parents were just a scared bunch of people or of a Hunter family.<br>And then his mind stopped when she peppered him with questions.<br>Curious questions, sarcastic questions. Serious questions.<br>Jake's smirk disappeared and he gave a thoughtful sigh, not moving away from her, his hands staying on his Rifle, the usual way he stood.<br><strong>"Since we're telling truths I guess I can tell you mine. I was ordered to kill a 10-year-old girl who ran away from her pack's slaughter. She didn't even know what she was, and why people killed her family. I couldn't do it and killed Seven Inquisition Agents and a few more when the Warehouse exploded. We were on the run for a year when we were caught in a cross fire between Inquisition Hunters and a Wolf Pack in an apartment building in Nevada. Someone took her, and I've been looking since."</strong><br><br>Jake Prior, former Inquisition Elite, scanned Anna's face for a reaction.<br>Would she believe him?<br>Or just blow him off and try to kill him like so many others had in the past?
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jetblackmirror</strong> on <strong>10-08-2013, 09:00:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i40.tinypic.com/jtvqdw.jpg)</div><br><strong>Anna Lochlynn</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jake<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods<br><hr><br>She watched the way his face changed, and it made hers change as well. She grew more serious as she listened, her eyes softening. She looked away from him, not wanting to see that she actually felt for him. She looked back up at him, uncrossing her arms. "Well, then, maybe there is a gooey center in that kevlar." She said finally. She relaxed some, feeling less in danger. She felt confident enough he wouldn't hurt her if he wasn't given a reason to, but she still kept a careful eye on him. "So, are you on the run, yourself, then? Or did you manage to not get more than a slap on the wrist for killing your own?" She moved to take a seat, finding a comfy enough looking stump to sit on.<br><br>"You know, you might know my parents, for all I know. Does the name Lochlynn ring a bell? I mean, I never paid attention to ranks or anything, but, my mom and dad have been hunters since they were teenagers, and had been trained since childhood, really..." She trailed off some. "They tried to train me up, but, I never really saw much point in killing people who lived quiet lives either in the woods are in the cities. Well, mostly quiet lives. I can't say that there aren't some murderous fucks out there, but, that goes the same for humans..." She stopped herself, feeling as though she was talking too much, and she figured he wasn't much of the conversation type.<br><br>Towards camp she could hear the sound of fighting. Some other alpha wolf thing, she figured. She really was new to this life, and who she had to train and teach her... well, she was pretty sure he was Ghandi compared to Nathaniel.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta 8O8</strong> on <strong>10-08-2013, 09:34:11</strong>
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				<strong>Jake Prior<br>Tagged:</strong> Anna<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Wolves Den<br><hr><br>He watched her reaction and allowed himself a soft smile that didn't show any toughness or cockyness.<br>Her words echoed his thoughts, except his thoughts were about her.<br>She seemed tough and unapproachable at first, but he knew she was hiding a softer side to her.<br>Her next question came.<br>A slap on the wrist? You fucking kidding?<br><strong>"I've killed more Inquisition members than any other Traitorous Hunters ever recorded in Inquisition history. There's a bounty on my head that equals to the bounty on Mr. Alpha. I had to put a bullet in my own Mother to get her to stop trying to kill me. She's still alive but I guarantee she's learning how to shoot left-handed now."</strong><br><br>Then the name.<br>Jake scoffed and moved his left foot back a little, propping himself up and fishing out a cigarette.<br>He lit it up with his zippo and took a long drag before exhaling through both his nose and mouth.<br>He used his right hand, letting go of his Rifle completely to show that now that it seemed they understood each other, he was going to put some trust in her.<br>Side's...it's not like he's packing Silver rounds anyway...<br><strong>"Depending on your current Wolf age we might have met once. Prior, Lochlynn, Evans, McCoy...apparently at one point all four families lived in the same area, therefore Hunted and fought alongside each other. So every once in a while all four families get together for a reunion of sorts. Mostly around the time when they have a new generation of kids."</strong><br>Jake rolled the filter between his thumb and index, finding the menthol ball within and breaking it before taking another drag.<br>A sudden rush of fresh minty-ness engulfing his mouth and the air around him when he exhaled.<br><br>He saw her turn towards the camp, and he too looked in that direction.<br>The tech stuff he could handle...the noise...well...if the Inquisition came for them the Chicago chapter alone wouldn't be enough for this much Wolves.<br>Scouts he could take care of, but if word got back about their numbers...<br>Jake had to speak to Nathaniel again.<br>He had left out a slight detail that the Alpha would probably like to know.<br><br>Jake looked back at Anna without turning his head, only his eyes.<br>He looked her up and down again, but this time more at her womanly curves, red luscious lips, and red hair.<br>The young soldier gave a grunt of amusement. <strong>"I wish I could say I've never done things for Wolves like you to not have to be cautious around me. I can't. But, believe me or not, I'm on your side through thick and thin, and I'll do everything in my power to prove it."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>azzmeister89</strong> on <strong>10-08-2013, 10:53:54</strong>
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				(http://www.hot2me.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/Romulo-Pires-587x311.jpg)<br><br><strong>Who:</strong> Nathaniel Grey<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> open<br><strong>Location:</strong> the wolf den (the area that the gathering took place)<br><br>Nathaniel laughed with the others as once again Zack was put flat on his back "don't worry to much guys, i've had over a thousand years more experience then you" he looked away then and noticed that several of the newcommers had begun to gather around obviously drawn to the sounds and smell of the fight.<br><br>Picking a towl off the floor he wiped the sweat from his chest and chuckled at the expressions all the males and even a few of the females were making "you'll all get a chance soon enough don't worry" his head turned just in time to see Lucy vanish into her cabin where the smell of her freshly prepared food was already wafting. Slowly he walked to her cabin and knocked on the door "lu, can i come in?" He asked softly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>10-08-2013, 15:18:08</strong>
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				<strong>Lucy Grayjoy</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Nate, open<br><strong>Location:</strong> In her cabin<br><div class="floatright">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/8dbdb218-d980-4639-a8c7-0e39fa5534af_zps77d0dba4.jpg?t=1376042538)</div><br>Lucy’s door was a jar as the soft lull of country music came from a small radio on the other side of the room with a tiny sitting area and a full book self of well-read book sat. The whole room was open and had a very homey and warm feeling, mixed with the smell of vanilla and cookies. In the far corner of the room by the love seat was a tiny closet space that was her bathroom; next to that was a ladder that lead to the loft where she slept. The smell of freshly prepared breakfast was laid out on a long table in the middle of the room with two long benches on either side set for everyone. At the end of the room was a fire place that was just ambers of a fire from last night.&nbsp; Plates and dishes of food were scattered along the middle of table along with pitches of juice and pots of coffee. On the other side of the room was a full kitchen where Lucy was setting a cool pitcher of milk on the counter as well as a small basket of berry muffins. She turned her head up and smiled as she herd Nate at the door, <em><strong>“It’s open…”</strong></em> was a very soft response almost too quiet for human ears. Her face lit up as she saw Nate enter and set the jug and basket on the table, making her way over to him. She pushed up on the balls of her feet and pecked his sweating cheek anchoring her hands on his shoulders so she wouldnt fall over. <em>“<strong><strong>Finished already? I’m surprised, usually Zack is more determined to show off when new people are around…”</strong></strong></em> She smiled up at him letting her hands slowly slip down to her sides. <em><strong>“Breakfast is ready, Im not sure if the others will join us but there is more than enough for everyone.”</strong></em> She turned back to what she was doing letting her alpha make the decision to sit and eat or watch her patter around in her kitchen. <br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/Breakfast_spread_medium_zpsd35e07d4.jpg?t=1376054173)</div><br>Lulu dusted off her shirt and tried to rub the tired look from her face, hoping later today to catch a nap before so started to cook dinner tonight. She knew she looked drained, she had woken up to see the hollow look on her face and the bags under eyes in the small mirror in her bathroom. The pretty one outside had smiled at her and that smile made her look even more beautiful. She found herself wanting to look nice for the new members as well that were joining and wished she had forced herself to sleep a couple of more hours last night, even if she had to relive her nightmares. She busy herself by setting the table again, <em><strong>“So how did the gathering go last night?”</strong></em> Her voice was low and gentle calming in a way. She knew Nate wouldn’t be upset with her for not being there last night but felt guilty that she wasn’t there to support him and his cause. She wanted to help him the way he helped her, was helping her. She wished so much to be more like him, strong and fearless, but knew none of those qualities would come easy to her as they did to him. She poured him his usual drink and handed it to him, finally finished with everything and sat down at the far end of the table to rest. She sipped her second mug of cocoa and licked her lips of the frothy goodness that kissed her. Tucking her legs to her chest she laid her head on her knees and watched Nate and listened intently as he spoke to her. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jetblackmirror</strong> on <strong>10-08-2013, 18:20:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i40.tinypic.com/jtvqdw.jpg)</div><br><strong>Anna Lochlynn</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jake<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods<br><hr>Her eyebrows raised as he talked about the bounty on him. She supposed a pack of wolves this large would be an ideal hiding spot for an ex-hunter who was wanted dead. It seemed they had more in common with each other as she previously assumed. Not many people had their parents try to kill them - well, unless their life really just sucked. It helped her to relax a bit more, feeling like they were even more on the same page.<br><br>Then he talked about how they may have met, and she looked over at him, her features pulled into something more curious as he went on. "Ooh..." She said as she thought. "I haven't been to one of those since I was five or six, I think. I always just thought it was a big picnic." She smiled some, looking over at him. "Maybe I have seen you before. I mean, that would have only been fourteenish, maybe thirteen years ago. I was turned this year. A few months ago, actually." She said with a little shrug.<br><br>Her eyes wandered back to their surroundings, able to hear dear not too far from them to their east. And she could smell the faintest scent of pancakes and other yummy things back from camp. When he started to speak again, she turned back to him. "You stay as you are right now, and I don't think I'll have to worry about being cautious around you." She told him his as she stood, smoothing her hands over the creases in her jeans. She looked over him once again, a smile pulling at her lips. "Maybe you should dress down a bit, though? I mean, I understand the whole you being in the middle of a pack of hundreds of wolves, but, you would seem a lot less threatening without all the... equipment." She told him, motioning to all of the straps and vests, "I mean, at least leave the sword in the hammock. That just smells bad." She took a few steps towards camp, pausing to see if he'd follow. She motioned for him to come with. "Come on, I can smell food and I'm hungry."<br><br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://i40.tinypic.com/27yxzk5.jpg)</div><br><strong>Matthew Dillon</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Orion<br><strong>Location:</strong> In the Cabin<br><hr><br>Matthew let out a soft sigh, knowing he'd be unable to talk Rion into it right now. This was one of the more subtle conversations they've had about it. There had been one or two arguments in the past - though he was happy they never stayed mad at each other for long. He understood Rion's fears, and his hesitation, but he knew it wouldn't be like that. If the bite didn't take, well, then the bite didn't take. But it was worth a shot, not just to help his lover, but also to give them a chance of spending as much time together as possible.<br><br>He nodded when Rion said he needed to go for a hunt. He kissed his back, each just and loving and passionate at the cute brunette's. "Sounds good." He told him with a smile. He wouldn't run away. And he knew Rion knew that. He might meander away slowly, but he didn't like leaving Rion on his own - especially in the woods - with a hunter in the midst of them. He stood, pulling Rion with him. He showered more kisses over his features before he pulled him outside with him. He only caught the last remnants of the fighting, and he had to chuckle to himself. What a very primal way to pass the time?<br><br>He let Rion lead, following him to where the wolf's instincts led him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta 8O8</strong> on <strong>11-08-2013, 06:41:20</strong>
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				<strong>Jake Prior<br>Tagged:</strong> Anna<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Wolves Den<br><div class="floatright">(http://www.superheroprofiles.com/files/2008/10/heroes-sylar-zachary-quinto.jpg)</div><hr><br>Jake listened to her words before shaking his head.<br>A Wardrobe change would be nice, especially to relax for once, but since 40 hours ago he had a War-like mindset.<br>In truth, it felt good to be able to suit up again like a real Soldier than one of those Modern-day undercover agent movies.<br>Plain clothes with a pistol tucked into the small of his back, a silver chain around his neck with spikes on it that served a double purpose when wrapped around his knuckles.<br><strong>"As far as I know, I'm the only Human here that can stand toe-to-toe with any of the Hunters that come looking for us."</strong><br>He finished his cigarette, cherried it, and flicked the butt to the side. Regripping his Rifle with his right hand he tapped the side of it with his left and said, <strong>"Best way to kill a human is from afar and with multiple rounds. None of that movie bullshit where you walk up and check their pulse. Just put more than one round into them and you can consider them dead."</strong><br><br>He watched her eyes wander, then slowly step towards the camp before stopping.<br>As quiet as he was, he simply did not find it a good idea to go hunting with a Wolf.<br>Not only wasn't he as fast and agile, but he also had range.<br>She wanted to hunt the way the wolves did.<br>Fine...but if their prey decided to take off running Jake wasn't going to hesitate.<br>With that thought, Jake's left hand wandered down towards one of the many pockets on his belt. He unclipped the cover and pulled out a short, stubby, black cylinder and screwed it onto the end of his Rifle barrel.<br>A silencer.<br>The first thing he spent money on when he went rogue from the Inquisition.<br>Once the silencer was tightly secured on he began to follow Anna.<br><strong>"Lead the way."</strong> Jake said calmly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jetblackmirror</strong> on <strong>11-08-2013, 07:37:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i40.tinypic.com/jtvqdw.jpg)</div><br><strong>Anna Lochlynn</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jake<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods<br><hr><br>She watched with curiously as he screw on his silencer, wondering to herself why he was doing that. Then she realized she thought she meant to <em>hunt.</em> She giggled, shaking her head. "You're cute. I meant to just go back to camp and eat the food I can smell there... but, if you'd rather take down a deer or something, I guess we can do that. I mean, if you don't wanna go into camp... but I can small bacon and pancakes." She told him with a smile. She cocked her head some, "Do I look like the type that hunts often? Well, I guess maybe... But I'm not.&nbsp; And even if I did, you wouldn't have to worry about me. I can't say anything for other wolves, but, even as the wolf I have pretty good control. I know whose a threat, and whose not, what's prey, and what's not. As long as you don't come at me with that thing, we're good." She said before she went to turn again, but paused, "Plus, i'd be naked before and after." She joked with a wink.<br><br>"So, baked food or man food?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vael the Destroyer</strong> on <strong>11-08-2013, 07:43:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk4/tylercook1777/0fbdbc56-8343-4479-9044-40d70b3e3017.jpg) (http://s276.photobucket.com/user/tylercook1777/media/0fbdbc56-8343-4479-9044-40d70b3e3017.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Orion Shepherd<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Matt<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Woods<br><br><hr><br>Rion took his time smelling around, getting a good idea of where some prey would be. A couple of rabbits would be easier to take down on his own than a full sized deer but he was feeling a bit rambunctious that morning, wanting a challenge to get his mind off of the task at hand. Once into the woods a little more he turned to face Matt, slipping off his shoes and sliding out of his shirt before ridding himself of his pants, leaving him completely naked in the middle of the woods, standing in front of his lover. <br><br>"Okay. I'm gonna... um... change now so I can track better and release a little instinctual steam." Rion stood up on the balls of his feet so he could kiss Matt once more before the urge completely took over him. It lasted only a few seconds before the pleasure of the kiss made his stomach twist more. He broke away and took a step back, groaning some as he got down on all fours as the muscles beneath his skin started to shift and his bones started to reform themselves like a wolf. The change didn't take long, only a few seconds but those few seconds felt longer to Rion than they did to others who witnessed it. <br><br>He looked up at Matt with his icy blue wolf eyes, taking a few wobbly steps forward then nuzzling his nose into the blonde's hand, giving it a few licks before he turned around, getting a strong scent trail of what smelled like a young doe. It was small enough for him to take down on his own yet large enough to satisfy his desires and hunger so he started to move. It was slow going at first, trying to get used to the feeling of being on all fours instead of on two legs but once he got the hang of it, Rion started to move faster, catching up on the trail at a medium paced trot. When he could see his prey in the distance, Rion turned back to Matt and signaled for him to stay low and keep quiet by bowing his head down. If the deer heard any noise it would bolt and Rion would have to run after it. <br><br>Slowly, Rion started stalking towards his prey, studying its actions. It was eating which would make it easier to sneak up on it since it wasn't completely focused on its surroundings. Thankfully he was able to get close to it before the doe heard him and took off. Being a strategic wolf, Rion placed himself in a bush so right as the deer took a leap to get away he jumped out with his jaws wide open, honing in on the back leg of the doe and clamping down, feeling the bone shatter beneath the pressure his jaws held. It yelped once when he bit down and another time when it fell to the ground, scrambling to get away though Rion still had hold of it's leg. He tore at the limb back and forth before letting the shredded limb go so she could get up on three legs and start to hobble away as quickly as she could. It was useless because Rion was on her back in a few seconds, his sharp teeth now tearing into the back of her neck, taking her down completely as he ripped a chunk of flesh, spraying blood over his immaculate snowy white coat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>azzmeister89</strong> on <strong>11-08-2013, 22:02:39</strong>
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				(http://www.hot2me.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/Romulo-Pires-587x311.jpg)<br><br><strong>Who:</strong> Nathaniel Grey<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lucy's cabin<br><br><br>Nathaniel let out a sigh of satisfaction as he entered Lucy's cabin and grinned as her own face seemed to light up when seeing him and then chuckled as she came over and after leaning up, kissed him on the cheek "Zack has taken a likeing to one of our humans so he seemed to be lacking sleep this morning" he replied with a small smile. When she mentioned breakfast Nathaniel felt his stomach growel "ah Lucy you certainly know the way to a man's heart" he sat at one of the chairs before continueing "the boys said they would eat wolf today so its just me and any of the new wolves who get curious" he smiled warmly as she offered him a glass of orange juice and after draining it place the glass down in time for her to question him about the gathering.<br><br>"it went ok, they all got there blood up, partying ensued but you probably heard that" he took some food then "alot of them left just before the storm hit but i cant blame them. Alot of wolves learn to live with humans and wont risk there new life on the chance that we might win this war" he sighed again "we got maybe five hundred new wolves in the pack so all in all we are still the strongest pack in America and enough to give the church trouble" he looked down at himself and chuckled again "it seems i came under dressed" he said motioning to his bare chest.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>11-08-2013, 23:17:45</strong>
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				<strong>Lucy Grayjoy</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Nate, open<br><strong>Location:</strong> In her cabin<br><div class="floatright">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/8dbdb218-d980-4639-a8c7-0e39fa5534af_zps77d0dba4.jpg?t=1376042538)</div><br>Lucy wiggled her nose at the news of Zack and his liking to a human. She was a bit of a hopeless romantic and hoped that Zack and the human could find happiness during this war. Love wasnt for her, but seeing it with other always made her heart flutter. She wished for it, but was content with her friendship with Nate and her pack brothers.He was gentle and kind to her, always by her side when she needed him. At one point she knew she was in love with him but knew she could never admit that secret out loud, he deserved more then a mangled mutt like her. So she hid her feelings and kept her emotional distance, treating all of them the same to conceal the truth of how she felt for Nate. She gave a soft smile, <em><strong>"Too bad for Zack then, I made his favorite biscuits too. I guess its free for all then..." </strong></em>She reached over and split one in heavy the warm steam rolling up as she placed it on her plate. Scattering a few wild berries over it she licked her fingers on the juice with a blush.<em><strong> "I guess thats why you all love me so much, cause I can cook?"</strong></em> she teased and drizzled some honey over her plate. She watched as he gathered food and hid her smile of satisfaction that she was useful to her pack. <br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/c31b0a3c-4287-4a8c-a9d4-92202f70cf4d_zpse7897856.jpg?t=1376167591)</div><br>Popping a coated blueberry into her mouth she chewed as he told her about the night. Her face flushed and she gave a tiny nod, <em><strong>"I did, but its okay I mean I knew they were here so I was so afraid. Beside I was up most of the night...."</strong></em> She stopped when she realized she had ratted herself out and continued eating and listened about how he explained some wolves leaving. It broke her heart to see him disappointed that some had left. She reached over and touched his hand with soft fingers. <em><strong>"They will come back, they may need time to see the way... but Im sure you made them see, this is not something that can be set aside forever. There are not a lot of born left, and the church is growing stronger, they will see your vision in time."</strong></em> She squeezed his hand and returned it to her fork. She gave a silent laugh and shook her head, <em><strong>"Would you like your shirt back?"</strong></em> She pinched the sugar coated material of her shirt between her fingers. <em><strong>"I doubt anyone will notice..." </strong></em>She winked and took a drink of her cocoa to hid her smile. Nate was handsome in his human form. He commanded attention of people with his presence alone. He wore his honor of his blood line like a second skin, aware of who he was and what he was capable of. Nate was tall, dark and lean and his face, although proud and beautiful, was more of a warrior's face then that of a model. Every inch of him was pure lethal muscle, and no expensive suit or shirt could hid his body's impressive strength. She let her eyes dance over his chest and shoulders, knowing how it felt to be embraced by them, how warm his skin felt against her's. She let her eyes drop and rubbed her face, yes sleep was a necessary today no matter what, she didnt want to look weak. Even if she had to go wolf and sleep in the underground caverns to silent her screams she need to stay focused. She stood on shaky legs and picked up her dishes and made her way back to the kitchen to clean up, not wanting Nate or the others to see how tired and shaken she was by the new faces that would be here and anyone of them could pull her from her new family. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>12-08-2013, 06:52:55</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn, Nathaniel, Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>"Me, join in? Nah, I don't need to, just seems like it might be fun sometimes." He said with a bit of a smirk and then looked in her eyes for a moment, thinking of the night before and how it had all made him feel. "I am hungry as well." He said to her softly and then looked around, wondering if they should go hunt or try and find some food around them. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta 8O8</strong> on <strong>13-08-2013, 07:42:56</strong>
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				<strong>Jake Prior<br>Tagged:</strong> Anna<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Wolves Den<br><hr><br>Jake turned his eyes and his head away when she mentioned going back to camp for...you know...human food.<br>He hoped he wasn't blushing because he felt a little embarrassed that that was what he had gotten from her invitation to follow that sweet well-rounded behind to get food.<br>Clearing his throat loudly he hefted up his Rifle a bit. <strong>"Well...uh...I needed to put the Silencer on anyway. Don't want the whole pack to get spooked at Gunshots if I have to use it..."</strong> He tried to cover up with a half-truth.<br>A hurried truth.<br><br>As he walked side-by-side with her, listening to her talk, he suddenly felt eyes on him.<br>They were now walking amongst the Wolves of the Camp and he could pick up more than one growl aimed in his direction.<br>But they weren't attacking, which was good.<br>With this many wolves around him he'd probably go for the Haji Tactic of suicide bombing and go straight for the block of C4 strapped to his chest rather than his sword or his rifle.<br>Trying to ignore them...and keep an eye on all of them at the same time, he continued to walk with Anna, listening to her.<br>Once they were out of the main crowd of Wolves and in an area where Jake could breathe a little easier, Anna stopped and turned to look at him, making the Naked comment.<br><br>At that mention, Jake gave a "Wolf's Whistle" as his imagination suddenly ran wild and he stripped her of all her clothes with his eyes in a speed that would make any other Wolf pale in comparison to him.<br><br>The question of which food he preferred was asked...<br>And with his eyes glued to her breasts he shook his head slowly and said, <strong>"Whichever one lets me see you naked. I'm down for that one."</strong><br>His Brown eyes flicked up to meet her Hazel ones to see what her answer would be.<br>A...wolfish grin occupied his lips as he kept his "eyes on the prize."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jetblackmirror</strong> on <strong>13-08-2013, 09:31:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i40.tinypic.com/jtvqdw.jpg)</div><br><strong>Anna Lochlynn</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jake<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods<br><hr><br>The red head grinned, taking a few steps towards him close enough to be chest to chest with him. She took note that his eyes were not on her own, and she made an effort to put her shoulders back more, the very tips of the round orbs beneath her shirt lightly grazing the cold metal of the gun at his chest. "Are you, now?" She purred, her eyes moving to look over his chest strapped in tactical gear, up to his full brows. Her fingers move over to brush delicately over the weapon, brushing over the fingers that held it. "At least you're honest about it." <br><br>Her hands moved to the hem of her shirt, lifting the material some, inching it up to reveal the pale, soft skin neath it, until it was beneath the curve of her breasts, hiked up high on her ribs, and she stopped. "Mm, Come to think of it, I'm not quite sure I'm up to gut, skin, and cook a deer." She let the fabric fall, a smirk on her lips as she leaned in on the balls of her feet, close enough to his lips to share his breath. "You're gonna have to work a <em>little</em> harder to get my clothes off... or at least convince me to." She dared him, a little wiggle in her eyebrows. Her eyes moved to his lips before she took a step back, turning again to continue towards camp. "Come on, Casanova."<br><br><hr><div class="floatright">(http://i40.tinypic.com/27yxzk5.jpg)</div><br><strong>Matthew Dillon</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Orion<br><strong>Location:</strong> Into the woods<br><hr><br>Matt followed, letting Rion do his things as he gathered all of his thoughts and senses. Watching him get undressed wasn't a down side by any means. He nodded, picking up Rion's clothes for him before he watched the change take place. It never failed to amaze him. He smiled as the beautiful white Wolf come over to him, stroking his fingers through his fur and accepting all the kisses. Then he was on the move, and he stayed a good distance behind, not wanting to disrupt his search. When he got the cue to hang back a bit more, he slowed it steps, placing them more carefully on the forest floor. When the white wolf shot off, Matt stayed put, until he heard the distance sounds that let him know Rion had succeeded.<br><br>He still took his time to make his way over, letting him enjoy his meal without interruption. Most would say the scene was pretty brutal, but Matt found it amazing. He rested against a tree, his back there and he looked around. He thoughts drifted back to earlier. He knew the main reason Rion didn't want to turn him was before the wolf didn't want to burden him with the life style. The constant hiding, not just from people who wanted you dead, but the people who didn't understand or wouldn't believe. The possibility of severe judgement. He knew it would be for the best, though. And it was something he wanted. Matthew didn't see it as a burden.<br><br>He glanced over, seeing his lover's coat reddened with blood. He smiled, hoping the wolf was enjoying his breakfast. He felt his own stomach grumble, the need for food of his own becoming immanent.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>13-08-2013, 23:06:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>Jaclyn nodded and smiled up at him, reach up above her head she wrapped her arms around his neck. "<strong>I just don't want to keep you from doing something you want to."</strong> she said worried that he was sticking with her out of worry. She blinked and smiled wondering where they should go for food. Jaclyn could smell food from where they stood. but she could also smell and hear the amount of people that were there. The idea of being in the middle of so many people made her uneasy. But Jaclyn also knew that she had to start facing things eventually. Specially if she wanted to be everything that Harley really deserved, <strong>"I think there is a cafeteria over there, I can almost smell breakfast already."</strong> she said smiling softly as she looked back up to him. <strong>"We should go before all the good stuff is taken."</strong> Jaclyn teased with a soft laugh. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>14-08-2013, 04:16:02</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn, Nathaniel, Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>He slid his arms around her waist and looked in her eyes for a moment as he smiled at her, leaning to kiss her deeply and softly on the lips. "I do think we should get a bite to eat before the good stuff is gone." He said and liked at her for a moment more before lifting her into the air a bit and twirling her in a quick spin, enjoying each moment more than the last with her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta 8O8</strong> on <strong>14-08-2013, 05:33:34</strong>
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				<strong>Jake Prior<br>Tagged:</strong> Anna<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Wolves Den<br><hr><br>When Jake was staring at Anna's breasts he saw them rise up just a tad, getting closer to the Weapon covering his chest.<br>This told him she knew and was interested.<br>Of course it wasn't <em>that</em> easy.<br>The telltale teasing signs such as her words being purred, her fingers tracing along his weapon then his fingers, the sudden motion of her taking her shirt up halfway, just to tease him with the bottom of those beautiful orbs hiding under the fabric, before dropping it all told him that he was going to have to work for it.<br>Fine...Jake's never had to not work for anything in his life. This will just be one more thing he can add to his very short list of conquests.<br><br>As she leaned in, for a second they shared a breath.<br>She exhaled what he inhaled, and she inhaled what he exhaled when she said her peace and he replied.<br><strong>"I'm used to working for the things I take with me to bed. You'll just be the most sexiest thing to ever occupy it."</strong><br>Jake's eyes never left hers when they moved away from her chest, and when he saw her eyes flicker away he leaned in and brushed his smooth lips against hers in a daring move.<br>In fact it was two brushes.<br>The first, moving left to right on his lean in.<br>Then a second, moving right to left, when she stepped back.<br>Add that his nose brushed against hers on the step back, and one could consider that an almost stolen Kiss.<br><br>Like Wolves, Humans too could smell the scent of another being, but not at the extreme distance that their four-legged friends could.<br>When he inhaled what came off of Anna it was somewhat of an instant boner.<br>An immediate arousal, plus her scent sent shivers down his spine, his hairs to stand on end, and goosebumps to cover his arms.<br>To him she smelled like...ripe sweet and smooth, mouth watering Peaches.<br>And yes, his mouth was watering.<br><br>Turning back towards the Camp, Anna said her words and continued onwards.<br>Jake followed at her pace, staying to her side but somewhat behind her.<br>She might as well have just simply offered her hand to him then slowly pulled it back, rolling her fingers in a "come here" like manner.<br>Either way he would have followed like a Wolf in Heat...<br><strong>"So then Miss I'm-expected-to-do-all-the-work-so-I-don't-wan't-to-do-it, what would YOU like to eat?"</strong><br>Actually, Jake was expecting to Anna to do the kill and himself to do the rest...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jetblackmirror</strong> on <strong>14-08-2013, 06:11:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i40.tinypic.com/jtvqdw.jpg)</div><br><strong>Anna Lochlynn</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jake, Nathaniel, Lulu<br><strong>Location:</strong> To the cabin of goodies!<br><hr><br>The near kissed made her features turn as red as her hair, so she was happy to have turned from him when she did. That, and the overwhelming urge to tackle him to the ground and take all of his gear off of him in the middle of a field was becoming nearly too strong to resist. She liked to think of herself as somewhat of a classy lady, and well, he was making her less classy side spark to life.<br><br>She smiled over at him innocently, batting her eyelashes, "Well, excuse me, sir. I think pancakes and... biscuits sound a lot better than deer. Plus, we might as well leave some wildlife here. There's plenty of others wolves who are doing plenty of hunting." She said as she walked into camp. She was surprised to see so many wolves and others out and about, seeing as when she left hardly anyone was awake. She watched the glares sent in Jake's direction, and she returned a look as if to say 'If you start trouble, you won't have to worry about him.' It was a bit odd, considering how not twenty minutes earlier she saw him as a potential enemy. Now she saw him as a potential ally... and at the very least a potential good fuck. Either way, as long as he was civil, she'd have his back.<br><br>Anna followed her nose to the cabin where all of the scents were coming from, giving the door a gentle knock. "Hello?" She said before peaking her head in. Inside she saw the head honcho himself sitting at a table, filled with all sorts of baked goods and breakfast foods. Her stomach growled. She opened the door more, smiling. "Hi, uh... I smelled food, and I found this guy hiding in the trees." She said, her voice holding somewhat of a sarcastic joke, "He seems ok enough, though... Could we possibly join you?" She asked, her lips pulling into a charming smile. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta 8O8</strong> on <strong>14-08-2013, 06:47:58</strong>
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				<strong>Jake Prior<br>Tagged:</strong> Anna, Lucy, Nathaniel<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Wolves Den - Lucy's Cabin<br><hr><br>Jake gave a small shrug at the mention of the other wolves.<br>Oh right...those guys...and girls.<br>The couple hundred something Wolves that would like nothing but to tear him a part.<br>Aside from the looks he had almost forgotten they were all there considering majority of his focus was on Anna at the moment.<br>Jake glared back and even flinched at some of the Wolves who seemed to be less friendly than the likes of Anna.<br><br>But he also noted that some of them had begun to shy away even before he did anything.<br>His eyes moved to Anna and he wondered if she was doing anything.<br>Had she marked him?<br>No...that would require more contact than brief talk they just had.<br>So...perhaps she was just giving them stares?<br>Jake held back a laugh but could not help but grin.<br>Who would have thought?<br><br>Upon nearing the source of the smell of food, Jake now understood why Anna had come this way.<br>It smelled DELICIOUS.<br>Other than when he had been living on the run with Jessica the only things he had eaten were canned food or frozen foods.<br>Anything that could be quickly opened and prepared was all he had ever eaten.<br>This included MREs.<br>He had lost Jessica three years ago.<br>Which means his last real meal was three years ago.<br><br>As they entered, Jake let Anna do the talking, following her in and peeking in as well.<br>That must've looked comical.<br>He took a deep breath of the inside of the cabin and had to duck out of the doorway.<br>Tears came to his eyes as the smells of the Cabin were the most wonderful he'd smelled since...Anna...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>14-08-2013, 21:46:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IAue_LDVCyw/UArucFLtIbI/AAAAAAABLfU/qSQT9xDL8tk/s1600/monica-bellucci-222.gif)</div><strong>Hanin Badriya Now known as Monica Price</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing hair up in a pony tail (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=93796694)<br><br>Monica's steps were confident and easy, and even as she made her way through the brush she seemed to leave everything around her untouched. The sounds of nature drowned out any noises she made. It seemed that she truly belonged in the wilderness around her. Moving was a sense of grace in every step she took towards the newly finished wolf haven. Monica had heard the call but was in the middle of a search for a small child three states over. Thankfully Monica found the girl and got her home before the harsh rains were to much for the small girl. Nate would understand for the most part, though the fact that she still have 900 hundred years hop when he said jump probably irked him a bit. 900 hundred years...well in three days it would be 900. <br><br>A warm smile came to her face as her sense told her she was close. And they told her a rather good time was had the night before. Shaking her head her laughter filtered through the air. And soon she started to slip passed the last of the tree line and made her way into the clearing. Looking about she nodded to those that looked to her and started to walk straight into the camp. Clearly not worried what the others would thing about her sudden appearance. <strong>"Not bad Nathaniel...not bad at all."</strong> she said softly and started to walk around the camp looking about as she took in what all was there one step at a time. <br><br><br><hr><div class="floatleft">(http://www.realstylenetwork.com/blogs/celebrities/files/2013/03/Katheryn-Winnick.jpg)</div><strong>Lily Gibbons</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> coming up on the camp with the wolf pup<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=93811948)<br><br>Lily took a few deep breaths and as she placed one hand on the tree near her. Her body ached and screamed at her to just stop. But the little voice in the back of her head told her to keep going. Keep running, keep trying to find a place that was safe. A soft wine came from her side and she looked down. Anne the young wolf pawed at her right foot worry in her eyes. Smiling Lily knelt down slowly and ruffled the young pup fur. <strong>"No worries Anne I'm ok, just tired. Nothing a warm bath and some sleep won't fix."</strong> she tried to assure the young blood. Looking up Lily spotted more broken brush, and more drag marks. It worried her but Anne seemed sure that the call to gather had directed her in this direction. <br><br>Still the idea that someone had been dragged this way concerned Lily. So she knelt down and put her pack on the ground.<strong> "Come on you've been running about for a while now. We are close I think and I don't want you to be seen unless it is safe." </strong>she said opening the pack. Anne wined a bit but with a huff the young pup wiggled back into the pack. The top had been converted so that it could become a small carrier for Anne. Lily didn't want to have to worry about losing her should they have to start running again. <br><br>Wincing lily stood back up and pulled the pack back on. Her side was still badly injured, Lily doctored it best she could. Knowing that if she went to the doctors she knew or a regular hospital she and Anne would be found. And Lily didn't go through so much just to fail now. Even if she was pushing to hard at least she had to get Anne where she would be safe. It wouldn't make up for everything she had played a part in, but at least it was a start. <br><br>Anne wiggled in the pack as she got comfy, and Lily pushed off the tree and started walking once more. And even if she was exhausted and wanted to quit, Lily knew she couldn't. So to keep herself going Lily reminded her why she was doing what she was doing. And that that safe place she was looking for was just over the next hill.<br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vael the Destroyer</strong> on <strong>15-08-2013, 00:08:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj307/tylercook777/eeaa8e51-16ae-4ce9-adea-3598590bc843_zps43610810.jpg) (http://s275.photobucket.com/user/tylercook777/media/eeaa8e51-16ae-4ce9-adea-3598590bc843_zps43610810.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Orion Shepherd<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Matt<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Woods<br><br><hr><br>Rion ate quickly, tearing at the flesh of the deer and hardly giving him enough time to chew and swallow before he was on to his next bite, repeating this over and over until he was happily full. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Matt resting his back against a tree so he trotted over to him, with blood on his muzzle and over his coat. The wolf sat down next to his lover, resting his head on Matt's thigh, sighing heaving. He could tell that his lover was hungry and felt bad that they went out so he could eat something that Matt couldn't. Rion knew that if he turned his lover the two of them could go out hunting together and he had heard that hunting with a mate was one of the best things a werewolf could experience, but even that wasn't enough to convince him that changing Matt was a good idea. <br><br>After a minute or two Rion sat up, changing back into his human form which was much faster and easier than changing into his wolf form. He wiped the blood off of his face on his forearm and moved to straddle Matt's lap, letting one of his hands rest over Matt's stomach, feeling it grumble. Rion gave his lover a sweet smile, leaning in for a kiss while cupping his face with the other hand, resting his forehead on Matt's afterwards. <br><br>"We should get you something to eat." Rion suggested, going in for another kiss before getting up and putting his clothes back on, pants first then his shirt then his shoes. "Someone is making something that smells good. Hopefully there'll be some left for my hungry guy." Rion chuckled, pulling Matt up and lacing their fingers together as he led him back to the cabins, following the scent to a particular cabin that also smelled strongly of something much stronger than him. He knocked before entering with Matt in tow, seeing Anna, the hunter guy, a woman with white hair and the man who he could only assume was the man behind this whole operation. <br><br>"Sorry to barge in, I hope you don't mind." Rion went further in, giving Anna and the other woman a warm smile but he still avoided Jake some, still not knowing if it was okay to trust him or not. "I'm Orion and this is my boyfriend, Matt. I didn't really give myself a chance to introduce myself to you last night. You must be the whole head of this wolf rebellion operation. It's a pleasure to meet someone as old and powerful as you and to be behind you in this."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>15-08-2013, 00:28:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>Jaclyn snuggled close to Harley as his arms wrapped around her waist. Her lips met his and she moaned softly as he kissed her deeply. Her lips quickly learning how to show him how she felt about him. He left her breathless and blush as their lips parted. And all she could do for the moment was nod to his suggestion about getting food. A short gasp and a soft cry left her lips as he picked her up and spun her. Laughter filtered through the air as she leaned back and let the wind flutter along her body. <strong>"Come on silly...I'm hungry. Feed me Harley...feed me." </strong>she teased lightly and kiss him softly on the lips. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta 8O8</strong> on <strong>15-08-2013, 05:17:37</strong>
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				<strong>Jake Prior<br>Tagged:</strong> Anna, Lucy, Nathaniel<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Wolves Den - Lucy's Cabin<br><hr><br>While waiting outside he watched as the gay lovers from the night before walked past him and into the cabin.<br>It seemed as though Anna and he had found the Den's Cafeteria, though he doubted the Cabin would fit the hundreds of hungry wolves out and about.<br>The Cook's Cabin then?<br>No doubt Anna would come back out for him, or at least give him an all clear sign if they were allowed to eat inside.<br><br>So what would he do out here besides fight back the unlimited amount of glares and stares in his direction?<br>Jake ripped off a piece of cloth, velcro'd to his left forearm.<br>He rewrapped it the other way so it wouldn't dangle and looked at the screen on his forearm.<br>It was under plastic and attached to the backside of his arm near his wrist.<br>Some straight up SciFi shit.<br>In reality, it was a modified iPad.<br>Not by Jake of course, but by some Tech back at Base.<br>The configuring and tech settings Jake had to do when he set up the Thermal mask system.<br>Not only was it a mask on the outside, but his personal system was the only one that could access the Polar Thermal.<br>Opposite of what the mask system does it actually highlights all those within The Wolves Den.<br>Whose friendly, whose not, and whose an unknown variable.<br>Perfect for tracking your allies and enemies during big engagements.<br><br>Jake tapped the screen to wake it up and watched as it widened out to show him all of the Wolves Den then suddenly zoom into a single white orb.<br>Too big to be a single person, but too small to be two people walking side by side.<br>His finger spun the map around looking for more but he couldn't find any.<br>Did they find them already?<br>Was it just one lone scout?<br>His hands flew to his weapon and he quickly ran back to Lucy's cabin, but not into it.<br>According to the image on his pad it showed that the Intruder was coming up on the same hill he had been on just the previous night.<br>Which means he really had no time to run in, explain himself, then run out.<br>Not when there was a possibility of this being an Inquisition Scout.<br><br>As Jake passed by the Cabin doorway, he pulled out a rugged, more durable version of an iPad and tossed it through the door and onto the floor.<br>It landed with the screen turned upwards, but in sleep mode.<br>All they had to do was touch the screen to wake it up, but until then it would remain blank.<br><br><hr><strong>Tagged:</strong> Lily, Anne<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Wolves Den - Hill<br><hr><br>The Wolves seemed to wonder where Jake was going, but none of them cared enough to follow, so when Jake appeared at the top of the hill before Lily Gibbons, he did so alone.<br>With the Sun still at its morning setting it seemed more like a showdown than an investigation.<br>Jake screeched to a stop once at the top of the hill, his weapon was quicker than his eyes.<br>Rifle pointed at Lily's chest before his eyes could fully register exactly what was going on.<br>Once his eyes did register the current situation Jake called out to Lily, something he would have never done if he were still with the Inquisition or Nathaniel hadn't been the leader.<br><strong>"Stay where you are! Hands! I want to see those Hands!"</strong><br>The Soldier let go of the Rifle with his left hand and pointed to her before opening and closing his hand in front of him as if words weren't enough.<br><br>After repeating himself once more he snatched his hand back to his Rifle, cradling the space between the magazine and the Rifle's foregrip, a tighter weapons hold as he approached her slowly, his mindset changing from a distance fight to close quarters combat.<br><br>Everything about his movement told her how easily he could change up his stance according to the situation.<br>From on top of the hill, his stance was more wider.<br>Feet shoulder length apart, chest and body squared with where he was going, a wider grip stance on his Rifle, elbows slightly jutting outwards to provide better weight balance.<br>As he got closer to her, he seemed to transform into something more compact and more agile.<br>Chest and body were no longer square but turned sideways.<br>Feet still shoulder length apart, but one in front of the other rather than side by side.<br>A more centered, core grip on his Rifle, and his elbows tucked in.<br>And as he got closer, his aim shifted from her chest to her head.<br><br>He stopped just out of arm's length from her, keeping the rest of his senses open as he watched her with his eyes to make sure she didn't try anything.<br>And he seemed to react to everything.<br>The way she breathed, the way she moved as she breathed.<br>If she twitched, he noticed it.<br><strong>"Identify yourself."</strong> Jake demanded curtly, keeping himself on the balls of his feet and ready to move at any given notice.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jetblackmirror</strong> on <strong>15-08-2013, 07:22:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i40.tinypic.com/jtvqdw.jpg)</div><br><strong>Anna Lochlynn</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jake, Nathaniel, Lulu, Rion, Matt<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lucy's Cabin, atop the hill.<br><hr><br>When the two lovers arrived, Anna gave them a warm smile and a little wave. She couldn't help but find the two of them adorable, the love they held for each other radiating off of them. She was pulled from her mushy thoughts by Jake's sudden departure, raising an idea as she walked across the room to pick the tablet Jake had tossed. She looked at the blank screen, tapping it with her index finger. It took her a moment to realize what it was she was looking at, and then it hit her. "Shit. Sorry, you guys, save some food, ok?" She called as she ran to follow Jake, but he was all ready well out of view. <br><br>Mid run she started tearing off clothes, leaving a trail of fabric behind her. Her shirt went flying, followed by her bra which brought on some curious stares. She paid no attention, well into the thick of the trees as she slowed to hop out of her jeans. When her body bare of clothing, mid leap she let her body shift. In a wave, it seemed her body transcended from the tips of her fingers to the tips of her toes into a ginger-colored wolf with a cream colored belly. She was a tiny thing, but fast. All four legs bolted in the direction of Jake's scent, following him to the very hill top where Lily came into view.<br><br>She could smell something different. Another wolf... Though she was sure the woman wasn't a wolf. Her heart started to raise, hearing the own pitter patter of a little heart beat concealed somewhere on the woman. She stayed back some, hesitating intervening until she knew for sure what this woman was about. Slowly, she stepped forward, her nose in the air as she sniffed. She let herself shift back once she was to his side. "She has a wolf with her." She told him. The feel of cool air on her skin made her remember her naked state and she moved to cover her chest, "Shit... I'm sorry. I really have to stop meeting people naked..." She took a few steps behind Jake, turning to the side some.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>El Maligno</strong> on <strong>15-08-2013, 08:01:57</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong>Steve Matthews <br><strong>Tagged:</strong>open, Anna, Lilly<br><strong>Location:</strong>Woods----&gt; Hill<br><hr><br>(http://blog.zap2it.com/pop2it/ian-somerhalder-season-4-vampire-diaries.jpg)<strong> (Also what he is currently wearing) </strong><br><hr><br>Making his way to the outer reaches of the camp Steve looked around and made sure he was alone before traveling a bit deeper into the forest. Finding a large boulder he closed his eyes and focused all his attention on his sense of smell and his hearing. Nothing but his fellow weres, the wild animals and Jake the human were ever near this rock. As he casually took his clothing off piece at a time he slowly folded them over and hid them at the foot of the boulder. His cross shaped scar was slightly paler than the rest of his skin he closed his eyes as he let his body shift into his wolf form. He felt his muscles bunch and bulge as he suddenly sprouted jet black. By the time he opened his now icy blue eyes he was finally in his element. He fought to maintain a clear head as he felt his more savage instincts begin to blend with his mind. He was much larger than any normal wolf and as he lifted one paw before setting it back down he loved the powerful feeling coursing through him. Every sense was heightened even more than they originally were. The freedom.....was....liberating.<br><br>Taking a deep breath trying to locate a nice fresh deer or something anything before going back to the city to grab a few things he began to run. He always loved to run the feeling of the wind breezing through his fur and the way the ground rushed beneath him. As he pricked his ears listening for any signs of potential danger and delicious prey. As a fresh breeze brought the scent of Jake and the scents of two different wolves. Curiosity at the new wolves he headed off in that direction. The scents had yet to cross each other but it wasn't long before he heard Jake's voice call out for a show of hands so to speak. Picking up his pace he slowed to a easy trot as he approached the newcomers, Jake and the now naked Anna.<br><br>If he had been human he'd have let out a wolf whistle accompanied by an equally wolfish grin but as it were he merely made a slight barking noise commenting on Anna's legs and bare behind before he focused one large icy blue eye on the newcomers than the other checking out Jake's weapon. Human weapons were always a fun thing to learn. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>15-08-2013, 08:11:58</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn, Nathaniel, Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>"And off to food we go." He said to her with a soft and happy smile as he carried her happily, holding her close to him as he walked toward the scent of food. He was happier than he had been for a while and he didn't want it to end anytime soon.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>azzmeister89</strong> on <strong>15-08-2013, 09:52:51</strong>
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				(http://www.hot2me.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/Romulo-Pires-587x311.jpg)<br><br><strong>Who:</strong> Nathaniel Grey<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lucy's cabin<br><br><br>With a chuckle Nathaniel watched as Lucy teased him about his shirt that she was wearing "i was wondering where that shirt had gotten to" he said with a wolfish grin and was about to stand up and see how far she would go if he teased her back when the door opened and Anna entered with the human hunter Jake waiting outside. He turned back to Lucy then "see your cooking is popular" with that said two others joined them, one was a wolf, a young male whilst the other who was a human male was just a little older. His eye brow raised when they stated they were a couple, he had never met a gay wolf before but he wasn't overly surprised, it was going to happen eventually "nice to meet you all help yourself to some breakfast, Lucy made plenty and it would be a waste to leave it"<br><br>A strong and familiar scent made its way into the camp then, one he had not smelt in hundreds of years "Lucy, these our some of our new pack members, i'm sure you will be great friends with them" he stood up then just in time for the sceen to slide along the floor. He could see the screen as Anna made it come to life and it took him less then a second to take it all in.<br><br>Anna was already out the door when he had turned from the man most people thought of as the alpha into his real alpha mode. His face seemed to loose all human emotion and took on the cold and cunning expression of a beast, his eyes which had narrowed until the cold look was joined by such an intent gaze that he looked totally focused "i'll be right back" he said softly before leaving. <br><br>Every step he took was slow and purposfull, wolves backed away from him as he approached, to some they would see the wolf inside him like a shadow behind him, his already naturally yellow eyes glowed menicingly as he approached the location of the stranger that Jake had found. He gave a small nod to Badriya or Monica as she was now known, when she saw his expression he was sure she would not forgive him for not greeting her first.<br><br>As he made the sight of the meeting point he wondered if they would feel the Aura he was letting off but in case they didn't he decided to make his presence known "what now?" He began his slow walk again "another hunter, you know, i'm quite a tolarable man but there is a limit to what i can take, who are you and what are you doing here?" He let his eyes zone in on her injuries and took notice of the fact that they were not from a wolf "and i can smell the pup, hand her to me"<br><br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>15-08-2013, 19:22:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.realstylenetwork.com/blogs/celebrities/files/2013/03/Katheryn-Winnick.jpg)</div><strong>Lily Gibbons</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jake, Nate, Steve, Anna<br><strong>Location:</strong> coming up on the camp with the wolf pup, <br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=93811948)<br><br>Lily moved forward each step seemed harder than the next, but she kept making them. One at a time one foot in front of the other, and each on she told herself they were that much closer to her goal. Anne fidgeted in her pack a low growl coming from her. A growl that told her someone was coming and it wasn't someone that smelled like a wolf. Lily stopped and reached her hand between her back and her pack and grabbed the gun. Her other hand patted the side pocket of her pants that held a small surprise as well. And even before Jack slipped into view Lily had already been ready. <br><br>Standing straighter and more confident Lily pushed the pain aside and focused on the task at hand.<strong> "Anne you remember the plan, if anything happens to me...you run as fast as you can got that."</strong> she ignored the growl of protest from her pack and watched as a man came into her sights. She laughed as he yelled at her even as his gun pointed at her chest. She didn't listen to him and made sure to step away from him as he got closer. Not wanting to be with arms reach of him. <strong>"I'm not doing anything unless you put that gun down."</strong> she said her voice firm and clearly not yielding. <br><br>It was then two more came up, Lily groaned and didn't like the odds against her. But as the woman shifted upward a sense of ease came to her. Lily knew they were close, but clearly the man with a gun wasn't a wolf. No wolf she had ever seen used a gun; they were far stranger in their other form. Lily ignored the naked woman though, thinking she was a full or seemingly wanting attention. As it was the worst mistake to shift like that when a threat could be near. Then a wolf came up(Steve) that came up stayed quiet but Lily didn't count him out just yet. It was then Nathaniel came up to them, Lily's eyes narrowed, <strong> "I'm not doing a damn thing till you back the off."</strong> she said clearly not budging despite the odds against her. <br><br>It was then Anne perked up from the pack, hearing a familiar voice of the alpha. A small yip came from her as she poked her head out and her paws rested on Anne shoulder. It was then she started barking and yipping as if explaining something. Lily couldn't understand her, but Anne was going on and on about Lily being a good person. How Lily saved her and blew up the men in white, how she carried her and fed her even if there was only enough food for Anne. And how she sang to her ever night to help her sleep, and how she kept going even when she doesn't feel good. Granted everything was from a young child's point of view so it was a bit hectic and all over the place.<br><br>&nbsp;After a bit Lily reach up and brushed her free hand along Anne's head, <strong>"Calm down. And get down, remember what I said."</strong> Lily said her eyes not leaving those of the groups in front of her. The young pup huff clearly irritated that she wasn’t being listened to...stupid adults never listen.<strong> "I think we all need to calm down. I'm not doing anything till you all back down, I'll talk...but not like this."</strong> she said looking at them all not caring who was in charge at the moment. First she needed to get them all to back off and calm down.<br><br><br><br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>16-08-2013, 02:48:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br>Jaclyn laughed and happily relaxed in his arms, "<strong>you know your going to spoil me if you keep this up."</strong> she said with a smile as she nuzzled his neck. She blinked as she looked behind him and saw a few people and wolves running towards the woods. And another female walking into the camp, she smelled older and seemed to have a sense of confidence around her. <strong>"There is something happening...I think."</strong> she said looking back to Harley, <strong>"This place is so busy and strange. I don't know if I will ever get used to being around so many people. Not after..."</strong> she shook her head and hid her face against his neck not wanting to think about her time in the cage. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta 8O8</strong> on <strong>16-08-2013, 07:39:52</strong>
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				<strong>Jake Prior<br>Tagged:</strong> Lily, Anne, Anna, Nathaniel, Steven<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Wolves Den - Hill<br><hr><br>As Jake approached Lily, he did so confidently.<br>If he had been by himself, with no back up to speak of, he would have sat his ass on top of the hill and entered into a shouting match with Lily.<br>Figuratively.<br>With Jake's weapon he had the advantage at a longer range than Lily did with hers.<br>A powerful rifle with a range far greater than her pistol ((I'm assuming)).<br>Triple the round capacity, times two that in firing rate, add the silencer and you have a silent death machine that could end lives in a way that only Wolves and other animals can really hear.<br><br>However, if Jake got closer, as he did now...<br>Lily had a greater advantage.<br>Jake could jerk the barrel of his rifle in any direction he chose, but the area just behind the business end of the barrel of his Weapon was the hardest to do so.<br>It would require him to twist his arm, break his wrist, and still be able to pull the trigger had Lily decided to strike.<br>In which case Jake would have discarded his Rifle completely and went with his fists, until he could reach his pistol, or even his sword.<br>Too many variables to even begin thinking of the ways Lily could counter...<br><br>As Jake had thought...more hoped, his newly acquired Allies seemed to come out of nowhere.<br>First Anna.<br>It took everything in his power to <em>not</em> look away from Lily and to Anna and give some sly remark about her being naked and that he really didn't have to work for it.<br>It took everything in his power and more to <em>not</em> shoot a warning look towards Steve or Nathaniel about the naked female hiding behind him.<br>Not that he could see, hear, or understand any remarks made.<br>But when you had a naked chick hiding behind you in front of other GUYS...well...Guy talk...you tend to KNOW when shit like that happens.<br><br><em>"I'm not doing anything unless you put that gun down."</em><br><br>Besides something she mumbled earlier, she finally spoke out to him.<br>He eyed her clothing and confirmed that she was not wearing Kevlar.<br>The pack she had on didn't seem lined with bullet proof material either.<br>There was something, possibly a wolf in the pack she had on. If she were protecting the young one, or perhaps something else, Jake gave a guess that the intruder would give her life for it.<br>Just as Jake would have with Jessica.<br>It was a feeling he knew, and a string he tugged on.<br><strong>"You're in no position to make demands!"</strong> He replied curtly, his stance never changing and his Rifle as steady as a dead branch on a dead frozen tree in the Winter. <strong>"Stand down and drop your weapon."</strong> These words were said slowly, and with emphasis on each syllable.<br><br><em>"What now?...Another hunter. You know, I'm quite a tolarable man, but there is a limit to what i can take. Who are you and what are you doing here?...And I can smell the pup, hand her to me."</em><br><br><strong>"Do as he says. If you really do have a Wolf Pup with you than you must know of the existence of them. Then know that there are hundreds just beyond this hill and you won't live if you do not drop your weapon."</strong> Jake added, his voice remaining serious and his eyes fixed on Lily, though constantly moving, his focus switching from the center of his focus to his peripherals and back.<br>Quite dizzying if one were to try it now, but very very useful when mastered.<br><br><em>"I'm not doing a damn thing till you back the off."</em><br><br>The fact that she was being stubborn irked Jake to no end.<br>If it was one thing he couldn't stand, it was a stubborn person.<br>Usually when Jake made demands to a lesser person (lesser armed, lesser informed, lesser in knowledge...idiots count), he usually made it so that he could explain to them in a non-threatening way of the situation.<br>Non-threatening to him anyway.<br><strong>"Look, lady. You're in no fucking position to keep demanding your way like this. Drop your fucking weapon, or I'll drop you and your friend in the pack."</strong> He paused as if his sudden outburst were some sort of surprise to the group. The usually calm commando suddenly bursting out of his element and swearing and threatening. At the same time, the little Wolf began to make her sounds to try to communicate with the other wolves.<br>Whatever...it just added to the situations tension, and would hopefully break Lily.<br><strong>"What? You think I wouldn't? I used to be Inquisition Elite. The fuckers the Wolves would tell their kids about at night to keep them from going out past curfew. I've put down more Wolves than I could count on my own two hands and feet, tortured twice that number, and took down even more Inquisition Agents when I decided to go Rogue. Don't go acting all high and mighty because you made it this far on your own. I can already tell you and your pack aren't lined with bullet-proof material..."</strong> As he spoke, his Rifle slowly lowered from her head to her chest. His left hand slid forward from its position cradling the magazine, and moved over a small button on the side of a cylinder object on the side of his foregrip.<br>A red dot suddenly appeared on Lily's chest.<br>if one traced the thermal laser one could see that, if Jake fired, the round would pass through Lily and then through the pack.<br>Through the wolf pup.<br><strong>"...I decid to take you down, your little friend goes down with you when 5.56mm rounds of glory rip through your sorry excuse for a body, through your pack, through your wolf friend and into the forest behind you. Now quit being an ignorant bitch, and drop your fucking weapon."</strong><br><br>Even for Jake that threat was a little much.<br>It wasn't really his style.<br>Not anymore anyway.<br><br><em>"I think we all need to calm down. I'm not doing anything till you all back down, I'll talk...but not like this."</em><br><br>At this point Jake would have probably walked up to Lily, elbowed her in the face, and then walked away.<br>Was his threats truly not enough to get it through her head that-...*sighs* nevermind...<br><br>For the first time since the others had shown up, he glanced to Nathaniel for half a heartbeat.<br><strong>"Boss?"</strong> He asked, awaiting his decision.<br>Until Nathaniel said anything...or the Inquisition attacked, Jake was not about to let Lily have her way.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>16-08-2013, 22:00:40</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn, Nathaniel, Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>"Me, spoil you? Never, my dear, I am simply being good to you like a man should be." He said to her softly and took a deep breath as he held her close to him. He looked around and thought for a moment. "Well, shall we eat or go and see what is going on?" He asked her in a soft tone and held her a bit tighter. "No worries, don't force yourself into anything, take your time." He whispered and kissed her softly on the head.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>16-08-2013, 22:12:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><strong><br>"Not all men are like you Harley.</strong>" she said softly as she snuggled close to him. Her father didn't care what happened to her, in truth Jaclyn wasn't sure if he ever did. Her body told her she was hungry, but her wolf told her she needed to worry more about those around her<strong>. "I think we should check and make sure everything is ok. Then we can eat all we want."</strong> she said looking to the ground and smiling. <strong>"I can run there you know, remember I am really really fast."</strong> she said smirking seeming proud of the only thing she really thought she was good at.<strong> "Besides they may need someone as strong as you to help."</strong> she said clearly confident in his strength. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>18-08-2013, 10:37:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5tohp3FX61r0ioz9o1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Natasha "Tasha" Alexander<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Steve, Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Cabin/Woods<br><hr><br>Tasha woke up in a warm bed, but it was in a strange room. Looking around, she frowned at first, and then the delightful dull ache of her muscles reminded her of how she had lost herself last night...to a man...wolf...named Steve. Smiling at the memory, she looked over and found his side empty. The note made her smile, and she punched his number into her iPhone before stretching and getting out of bed.<br><br>Truthfully, she'd lost it last night. She had been in heat and horny multiple times since she'd started turning, but she'd never allowed herself to give in. Last night was freedom. She had given in to whatever beast she had inside of her, and it had mated wildly with another of its kind. She had never felt anything like it, and she wanted to feel it again...and again...and again. It was incredible. Steve was incredible, and although she knew it had been a one-night tumble, she hoped that it wouldn't be just a one time thing.<br><br>Showering and dressing, she buttoned up her jeans and left her red curls loose as she exited the cabin. There was already commotion and smells coming from everywhere, and now that she knew about her true nature, she realized all her abilities that she'd tried to hide for so long. Lifting her head, she smelled the air and her stomach growled at the smell of food. However, another scent caught the wind, and she smiled. It was the same scent that she likely had on her body, even after showering.<br><br>Turning toward the smell, she started walking that way, and after a while, came to a gathering of people again. There was that man, Jake, and Nathaniel. She would try to get in the way and calm everyone down, but she knew it would just be stupid of her. There were already too many people trying to help as it was. Then she saw it. The wolf. <br><br>The smell she'd followed had led her to a large and powerful wolf with eyes as blue as hers. At first she gasped. After all, she'd been conditioned as a human to be careful around wild animals...even if she did study them. However, the scent was familiar, and she knew that wolves here might not be total wolves anyway. Swallowing, she walked toward him and tilted her head.<br><br>"Umm...Steve? I'm uh...not sure if that's you, but I kind of followed your scent, and it smells like you. So either I'm talking to a random wolf, or it's you."<br><br>She blushed awkwardly and shuffled her feet. She really needed to learn how to just turn and still be in control like that.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>azzmeister89</strong> on <strong>18-08-2013, 21:58:20</strong>
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				(http://www.hot2me.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/Romulo-Pires-587x311.jpg)<br><br><strong>Who:</strong> Nathaniel Grey<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lucy's cabin<br><br><br>"Jake enough!" Nathaniel snapped, five minutes ago he had been in a good mood whilst sat in Lucy's cabin, where the hell had his peacefull mornings gone? "I wont have you threatening any wolves especially a pup even the romans had more sense then that" he took a step towards the woman then but cocked his head to the side as said pup began to bark and yip at him.<br><br>In his human form Nathaniel was unable to hear the pups speech word for word but he was able to get the basic meaning behind it "damn" he muttered then turned back to the woman "put your weapon down and follow me, take slow and steady steps, some of the wolves i have assembled here are capable inquisition killers" he grimaced as he though of zack and his history. Zack was famous in russia, known for taking out the Moscow branch of the inquisition wolf hunters by himself and as a result was one of the top ten most wanted wolves in Europe. <br><br>With a new understanding of the situation, Nathaniel turned to those who had gathered in the are "anna go find some cloths, Jake" he sighed "you need to put yourself on a tighter leesh, you cant go threatening people and i swear to god if i have to keep smelling all that fucking silver i'm going to hurl" he looked to the black wolf then, noticing Tasha with him "steve was it? I need you to go find the she wolf named Hannin Bradiya and tell her to meet me in my cabin, she came at an oppotune time and her advice is always welcome, Jake you come too but i want all weapons left at the door" he said looking at both the humans with such a stern expression that he wondered how they were not flinching. With that said he turned and began walking back, not looking back to check if they were following because they would be stupid not to.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta 8O8</strong> on <strong>21-08-2013, 22:49:39</strong>
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				<strong>Jake Prior<br>Tagged:</strong> Lily, Anne, Anna, Nathaniel, Steven<br><strong>Location:</strong> Wolves Den - Hill<br><div class="floatright">(http://www.superheroprofiles.com/files/2008/10/heroes-sylar-zachary-quinto.jpg)</div><hr><br><em>"Jake enough! I won't have you threatening any wolves especially a pup. Even the Romans had more sense then that."</em><br><br><strong>"The Romans didn't have the skills or the firepower to penetrate two bodies with one arrow, other wise I guarantee they would have done a lot more threatening."</strong> Jake didn't bother to look back at Nathaniel. He knew an order when he heard it and lowered his Rifle, clicking off the laser. He stood up from his stance, as well. Rolling his ankles, and cracking his neck, hands still on his weapon.<br>Finally able to relax he quick-released his Rifle from its sling and set it on the side before undoing the Holster webbing on his upper body. Dropping that as well, he undid his black Jacket, before turning around and placing it on Anna's shoulders to help cover her up.<br>However, he was not about to miss this moment.<br><strong>"So...a <em>little</em> bit harder eh? Maybe I should run off into the woods more often..."</strong> He teased quietly to Anna before putting his gear back on.<br>Without the Jacket on, one could see the extent of damages Wolves had done to him in his short career as a Hunter.<br>How much damages had been done when he had given the Wolf a chance to take him down in hand-to-hand combat.<br>His black undershirt covered up his torso, but one could see large gashes coming out from the inside of his chest.<br>There were carve marks on his arms, deep gashes that told the others that they were received through torture and not in battle.<br>On his neck, one could see a pair of carved scars on both sides, like if he had a pair of gills they would be located there...next to the Jugular veins.<br>Peculiar, as well...there was a solid black...thing stuck to his undershirt right above his gut. It seemed to move with him and didn't seem to get in his way but it was...there.<br><br><em>"Jake, You need to put yourself on a tighter leash. You can't go threatening people and I swear to god if I have to keep smelling all that fucking silver I'm going to hurl."</em><br><br>Jake let the thing about the leash go. He knew what Nathaniel meant, and he knew not be a smartass. Though he would have done so in the past, had Jake not have had an agenda. <strong>"I can't go threatening any of YOUR people. But people coming in is a different story. I don't want to go walking out with my weapon down and have them on me with their weapons up just because I decided to be nice. If she had been an active Inquisition hunter with a Pup corpse in her pack you'd be singing a different tune right now. Hell, she's lucky I even said anything."</strong><br><br>The commando began to walk with Nathaniel towards...wherever he was going until he made the Silver comment.<br>Jake stopped in his tracks and shook his head, not moving from his spot.<br><strong>"No. That's one thing I will not leave. There are...what? Two Hundred something wolves. Some of which are skeptical even now of your position as Alpha. Yeah...if they decided to leave and want to bring me as a snack, they can do it over my dead body. Until you can guarantee that I won't be harmed or tried to be killed amongst your pack, the Silver Sword stays with me. Go ahead and hurl, I've seen guys blow chunks before. Hell I've thrown up myself. It's nothing new to any of us except the little furball in new-bitch's pack."</strong><br>That's right...Jake just called Lily, "new-bitch"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jetblackmirror</strong> on <strong>22-08-2013, 03:51:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i40.tinypic.com/jtvqdw.jpg)</div><br><strong>Anna Lochlynn</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jake, Steve, Nathaniel, Lilly<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hill top<br><hr>Anna ignored Steve for now, giving his nothing but a fiery glare. She simply peaked from behind Jake. Her heart thudded loudly in her chest, each one of Jake's threats making it speed up a little more. Especially when talk of killing the pup came into play. "Jake." She said with a shocked for of sternness. She hoped he was just talking out his ass, because if there was even the chance of shots being fired at that pup, she would put herself in front of the barrel, too. She didn't know what the woman was about, but there was absolutely no reason to take an innocent life, or even threaten it. Her eyes stayed glued to the side of Jake's face, her eyebrows pulled into an angry furrow.<br><br>Her eyes snapped to Nathaniel as he raised his voice, relieved that at least he wasn't going to have the pup killed. The order to have her find clothes made her roll her eyes. Was everyone new here? It's not like clothes worked very well when she was in wolf form - of course she was going to be naked. She felt Jake wrap his jacket around her and her body went stiff. She looked up at him, trying very hard not to like him in that moment. She realized he was only trying to keep their location safe, but she still felt all of that was a tad unnecessary. "Well, excuse me, I thought there was an actual threat." She told her, her eyes narrowing some as she pulled his jacket closer to her body, which successfully covered her torso and her lady bits.<br><br>Her eyes moved over his scars, taking them in with a curious stare. Especially whatever was hidden beneath his shirt. Many new questions entered her brain, and they shut off when the talking continued. She did her best to stay quiet, simply biting her bottom lip. Her jaw tightened the more it went on, her legs carrying her to follow in Jake's direction. She slipped the jacket from her shoulders and tossed it back to him. "Thanks." she said before she took off in a jog, shifting back into a ginger wolf, running back to camp on all fours.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>23-08-2013, 00:03:47</strong>
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				<strong>Lucy Grayjoy</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Nate, open<br><strong>Location:</strong> In her cabin<br><div class="floatright">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/8dbdb218-d980-4639-a8c7-0e39fa5534af_zps77d0dba4.jpg?t=1376042538)</div><br>Lucy's head wiped around at the sound of a very pretty voice. She had to remember to smile, and that these wolfs were friends. She eyed the woman and could see the her as one of her own but the man looked as if he came right out of a movie with weapons and amo strapped to him. She turned her eyes to Nate, unsure how he would welcome the human in their pack. She licked her lips and swallowed loudly her eyes darting but to the hunter and his weapons. The scar across her neck itched and tangled her fingers in the dish towel to keep them from tracing the edge of skin the silver left behind the last time she ran into a hunter. She mental shook the fear from her mind and watched how the hunter, seeing the hunger edged into his face. She could only bet he had was surviving off of MRE's in the hide away of his. Nodding to the food she made a weak gesture allowing them inside and to the table over filling with food. <br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://img4-1.realsimple.timeinc.net/images/home-organizing/gardening/0511/dishes-sink_300.jpg)</div><br>She saw two more enter and nodded to them, "<em><strong>Im Lucy, Help yourself...there more then enough...</strong></em>" was her quite reply as she started to pull dirty dishes off the table and refill others that were low. Running warm water into a large sink did she start to do some of the dishes from others who had come and gone for breakfast that morning as well as pot and pans. Then in a flash everything happened, the hunter looked at a screen and threw one on the floor and the woman, followed. Nate was up in the next second and Lucy made her way to the doorway and listened. But found the couple from before approaching, she looked behind them as the group diapered into the thick forest trees, and let out a pent up breath. She licked her lips at them and moved further in, "<em><strong>You two must be hungry, come in a eat. Nate will take care of it.</strong></em>" She turned back to enter the cabin to finish her dishes. <br><br>She smiled at the group that were at the table and tilted her head, "<em><strong>Food good?</strong></em>" She stopped the water and pulled a soft rag from a drawer next to her, "<em><strong>If you have any requests, Id be more then happy to make them.</strong></em>" She gave her soft smile and started to clean up the large kitchen hoping Nate was okay and hoped the new member wasnt a threat.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>24-08-2013, 04:01:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.realstylenetwork.com/blogs/celebrities/files/2013/03/Katheryn-Winnick.jpg)</div><strong>Lily Gibbons</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jake, Nate, Steve, Anna<br><strong>Location:</strong> coming up on the camp with the wolf pup, <br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=93811948)<br><br>Lily didn't give much attention to Jake as he ranted and raved, it was clear he was not in charge. For someone who spoke about being such a bad ass he was certainly a dumbass...and a leashed one at that. Shaking her head,<strong> "How much crack do you smoke I mean really? Bragging about killing their kind while their standing there and waving a gun that a total moron thinking he knows all the pieces in play." </strong>she smirked clearly still having several things in play and in her favor. <strong>"You can go on all you want about how bad ass you are. But I will only let you know one thing; I've already killed plenty just like you to get here. And I am not about to be stopped by one more when I'm this close."</strong> She said seeming to stand taller despite the pain that ripped through her side. And speaking as if she were affirming her promise she had made to herself and the pup. <br><br>Looking to Nate as he spoke up she smirked and picked this imaged of Jake sitting like a good boy when the man yelled. She literally had to bite her tongue to stop from smirking and telling him to sit boy. As Anne tried to get something across Lily said nothing but only made sure she was safe behind the shielding.<strong> "No worries the only one bragging about being an inquisition around here is Rambo Joe over there. They don't come after me or Anne then we will be perfectly fine."</strong> she said looking to Anna,<strong> "I'm not here to threaten anyone just find her a home I promise."</strong> she spoke her voice sincere and honest as she walked after Nate. Walking a bit side ways to make sure no one could get to her back. It seemed she was at all times more worried about the small package she had with her then she was about her life.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>El Maligno</strong> on <strong>26-08-2013, 07:28:21</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong>Steve Matthews <br><strong>Tagged:</strong>open, Anna, Lilly, Nate,Tasha<br><strong>Location:</strong>Woods----&gt; Hill<br><hr><br>(http://blog.zap2it.com/pop2it/ian-somerhalder-season-4-vampire-diaries.jpg)<strong> (Also what he is currently wearing) </strong><br><hr><br>Steve let a deep rumbling growl like slowly approaching thunder out of his chest as Jake threatened to shoot the pup too. Younglings were always off the table for him when it came to warfare with his enemies. He wished he could expect the same reservations with the church but that was wishful thinking. He didn't like Jake saying that even if it was a bluff which at this point Steve wasn't too sure. Still he reframed any other action other than stepping a few feet closer his eyes not leaving the strangers nor Jake himself. He noted one of his kind...anna...and soon Mr.Alpha Nate. <br><br>As he listened to his new Alpha pretty much take control of the situation Steve was about to set off in search of his breakfast when he saw the ever lovely redhaired Natasha approach him. He would have given her a wolfish grin as she asked shyly if he was really him. Giving her a small huff he indicated with his large shaggy head for her to follow him. He wasn't sure if she would understand him if he used the barks or howls he normally used to communicate so instead he hoped as he looked back and motioned with his head again for her to follow him she would get the idea. <br><br>He was confident that Nataniel would have everything under control. Steve made sure to trot at an easily followable pace as he took Tasha back to the large boulder where he hide his stuff. he would try his best to help her shift at will but in truth he wasn't sure how to explain something that now felt so natural for him. As he slowly transformed back into his human form before her very eyes he stood before her litterally wearing nothing the smile on his face as he leaned against the boulder. <br><br>Giving her a wolfish grin that met his laughing eyes he said "So....you just couldn't get enough of the Big Bad Wolf huh?" <br><br>Shaking his head to show he was joking but not bothering to cover himself he felt right at home and besides she had already seen him naked so what was the point really. Confident in that he looked good naked and there were no underaged persons around he walked towards her as he said "So you want to learn how to shift at will huh? Well I'll be honest I'm no teacher but...." <br><br>He grinned playfully <br><br>"..judging from last night...I don't think it will be hard bringing out your inner wolf...seemed to come out naturally so you could have fooled me maybe your lying and you just wanted another excuse to see me naked." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>26-08-2013, 07:39:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5tohp3FX61r0ioz9o1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Natasha "Tasha" Alexander<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Steve<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods<br><hr><br>Tasha was watching the wolf carefully when it huffed and gestured with its head. As it looked back and began trotting off, she realized that it wanted her to follow. She did so, and hoped it was indeed Steve. Soon she saw a big boulder, and she knew they were alone. That's when he shifted, and her heart raced. It would still take a while to get used to that. When she saw it was Steve, she breathed a sigh of relief and made no secret of her appreciative gaze over his body.<br><br>Moving closer, she leaned against the boulder as well and grinned before chuckling.<br><br>"I can see modesty isn't your strong suit."<br><br>Winking at him, she could already feel her body heat and grow wet at the sight of him naked, and at the memories of the previous night. Beyond that, she was still a female wolf in heat, and she almost itched to get her hands on him. Unable to stop herself, she moved close and cut off his words with a hard kiss...tangling her tongue with his as her fingers tangled in his hair. She pressed her clothed body against his naked one, and moaned into his mouth before breaking away with a sharp inhale.<br><br>"Well, then. If you think it won't be that hard, then that gives me hope. Although I do hope <em>something</em> will be hard later."<br><br>She seemed to be insatiable, but she could wait. For now, she needed to learn how to shift at will.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>azzmeister89</strong> on <strong>27-08-2013, 21:07:39</strong>
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				(http://www.hot2me.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/Romulo-Pires-587x311.jpg)<br><br><strong>Who:</strong> Nathaniel Grey<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Nathaniel's cabin <br><br>Nathaniel growled in annoyance as Jake argued and turned around in a way that left him only inches from the humans face "i'm only going to say this once Jake" he closed his eyes for a moment then when he opened them again his eyes were glowing as if he was about to transform "i am the Alpha, every wolf who doubted that will have left last night, if not then they are idiots, so long as you live in my territory you will obey my rules and you have no need to carry that sword, your guns i will allow but you can leave the sword in your room" he turned again and continued walking.<br><br>As he made his way into the clearing he spotted Hannin still standing around "hanin, its been a while" he said as he walked over to her, Jake and lilly both behind him "would you come with me, i have a couple of important issues to deal with and your advice has always been welcome" <br><br>When he did enter his own cabin he sat on a leather seat that was by his desk, the sofa that also was in his room was big enough for the others and he waited for them all to sit down before he directed the conversation first to lilly "now that everything is calm, will you let the pup out? I want to see her for a moment" <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta 8O8</strong> on <strong>27-08-2013, 22:40:04</strong>
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				<strong>Jake Prior<br>Tagged:</strong> Lily, Anne, Anna, Nathaniel, Steven<br><strong>Location:</strong> Wolves Den - The Hill<br><hr><br><em>"Well, excuse me, I thought there was an actual threat."</em><br><br>Jake gave a small frown.<br>Wolves had their sense of smell, and hearing, and what not.<br>Hunters had their weapons and technology.<br>Anna was a better Wolf than her Hunter side, however, both sides were inexperience to this type of warfare.<br>...HIS...type of warfare.<br><strong>"Look, you gotta understand. Everyone coming in from the outside world is now a threat. Guilty, until proven Innocent. And-"</strong><br>Then came Nathaniel's leash statement, to which Jake retorted angrily to.<br>He turned back towards Anna only to be tossed his Jacket back.<br><strong>"Hey! Wait, what? Anna! What did I do?"</strong><br><br>And then Lily started to mouth off.<br><br>Jake, who was still staring off towards where Anna had gone, had to keep himself from physically shaking with anger.<br>He wanted beat the shit out of Lily.<br>With normal humans he'd get a few good hits before they were separated.<br>With Wolves...<br>He turned around slowly, glaring at the newcomer, <strong>"Will you shut the hell up?"</strong><br>It was all he could say. Anymore, and he might as well have put two into her with the amount of anger he'd probably draw from Nathaniel.<br><br>Sure enough, the ex Inquisition Elite had to stop himself from running into Nathaniel when the Alpha suddenly spun around.<br><br><em>"I'm only going to say this once Jake. I am the Alpha. Every wolf who doubted that will have left last night, if not then they are idiots. So long as you live in MY territory you WILL obey my rules. You have no need to carry that sword. Your guns I will allow but you can leave the sword in your room."</em><br><br>Jake had his eyes locked with Nathaniel's the whole time, and the whole time he held a glare that told him he wasn't backing down.<br>Coincidentally, they had stopped next to the pair of tree's Jake had set up his hammock in.<br>When the Alpha walked away, the sheath running up Jake's spine, suddenly snapped to its side, still connected to his back.<br>With one hand Jake slowly pulled the Silver Sword out, the stench of it suddenly getting much stronger.<br>He looked at it for a moment as if thinking.<br>As if the Alpha had just told him to get rid of it instead of leaving it somewhere for him to retrieve it later.<br>With an angry growl Jake put the Silver Sword back in its sheath in his lower back, but then drew it again in one swift movement, at a speed that would even impress a Wolf. He flung the sword up and outwards, and the blade embedded itself into the trunk of the tree, all the way to the hilt, high above their heads, next to Jake's hammock.<br>The smell disappeared as if Jake didn't have it any longer.<br>The sheath at his back snapped back into place, but this time without the sword.<br><br>It felt weird.<br>The ex Inquisition Elite followed Nathaniel and the others into his cabin, putting his jacket back on as soon as he was inside and in a place where his back was not towards the door.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>28-08-2013, 06:22:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.realstylenetwork.com/blogs/celebrities/files/2013/03/Katheryn-Winnick.jpg)</div><strong>Lily Gibbons</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jake, Nate, Monica<br><strong>Location:</strong> coming up on the camp with the wolf pup, <br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=93811948)<br>Lily was drained and very much thankful that there seemed to be at least one man that seemed to be in charge. Hopefully Jake listened to him and stand down, because as drained as she felt. Lily could and would make sure they never came near Anne. She would say more to the brute but it didn't seem to be getting through to him in the least. He was like some crazed vet screaming about Charley in the trees and convinced his gun would solve all his problems. Thankfully Nate spoke up and seemed to put an end to the insane man's rampage...for now. Shaking her head Lily waited for them to start walking first, not wanting anyone to come up behind her. <br><br>As they walked through the camp Lily moved the pack to her front and kept it held close. One hand gently petting the small wolf head that popped up from the pack. Her words were softly whispered as she calmed the excited pup. Her eyes scanning the area making note of every detail they could. Slipping into the cabin Lily almost felt a bit more relaxed, her body not so exposed to the whole camp felt better. But still she knew even as her eyes watched the newest woman join them that the real threat was right there with her already. <br><br>But as Nate spoke Lily looked to him and then to the small wolf in her arms. She held the pack close and ruffled the young werewolf's fur, <strong>"Remember what I said ok."</strong> she whispered to it. The pup yipped and licked her nose softly as she clearly agreed. Slowly knelling down Lily helped Anne slip from the pack and to floor before sitting on the couch. Honestly thankful to be off her feet if even for a moment. <br><br>Anne rubbed her eyes with her paws and then playfully hopped over to Nate. Yipping and pawing at his legs as she stood as tall as she could.<strong> "I only know what I've read about it her. She is like you, but I've only ever seen her this way. I guess she is either to scared or doesn't know how to change."</strong> Lily said taking a breath trying to ignore the pain in her side.<br><br><br><hr><div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IAue_LDVCyw/UArucFLtIbI/AAAAAAABLfU/qSQT9xDL8tk/s1600/monica-bellucci-222.gif)</div><strong>Hanin Badriya Now known as Monica Price</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Lily, Jake, Nate<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing hair up in a pony tail (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=93796694)<br><br>Monica was making her way around the camp, taking in all there was to see. Nate had accomplished so much in such a short time; still the real meaning behind the gathering was not lost on her. As the small group came back in from the woods Monica let her sense tell her the story. Two humans, one clearly heated and aggressive the other tense as if waiting for an attack. The female smelled as if she had been surrounded by wolves for some time now, but she also smelled of her on blood. A mixture that drew some concern to Monica's eyes. Though the other human worried her more as he looked ready for&nbsp; fight and smelled of the faintest hint of silver. What was it that Nate was up to now? Hunters in a place that they could be so venerable. There were even young here, was it really save to risk so much at this point and time?<br><br>As Nate spoke to her she smiled, <strong>"I have not been called that name in a very long time Nathaniel."</strong> she said smiling to him and nodding, <strong>"Of course, you know I am always here to help."</strong> she said and fallowed him into the cabin. Monica watched as the woman seemed to offer over the pup almost as a mother would. It was clear her goal was the protection of the pup. The question was how she had come across her in the first place. Though a soft smile came to her lips as the pup rolled out and eagerly went to great her Alpha.<strong> "She certainly is a bundle of energy."</strong> Monica comment and watch as Nate moved to pick up the young wolf.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>28-08-2013, 10:40:57</strong>
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				(http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/592x888/a_c/chemsworth01_gl_25apr12_rex_b.jpg)<br><br><strong>Harley</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaclyn, Nathaniel, Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br><br>Harley smirked a bit and thought for a moment as he looked at the woman in his arms. He was certain that whatever was going to happen could be well handled by one as old as Nathaniel but he did find himself a bit curious so he decided to go with her idea and go and check on things. He sat her down and took her hand, beginning to move toward the commotion but it was already to them it seemed. He looked on quietly and took a deep breath, wondering what had occurred but not sure what to ask either so he decided to let it go until someone spoke of it. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>azzmeister89</strong> on <strong>28-08-2013, 16:02:37</strong>
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				(http://www.hot2me.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/Romulo-Pires-587x311.jpg)<br><br><strong>Who:</strong> Nathaniel Grey<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Nathaniel's cabin<br><br><br>Nathaniel watched curiously as the pup came over to him first, her tail wagging happily. He chuckled as Monica commented on her energy "she is a lively one i'll give her that" he reached out and absentmindedly stroked the pups head, scratching her softly behind the ear "as for why she is stuck in this form, it almost reminds me of a story" he looked over to the two humans "back when we first started breeding to make the first naturally born wolves we chose only women from our own tribe, one of the first naturally born females was a she-devil by the name of Gwen, she was very maternal and strived to carry on the species as best as she could" he paused and chuckled again "twelve years after she started breeding Gwen discovered something, two wolves in wolf form would produce greater numbers of offspring, whilst in wolf form you could have up to seven pups at a time, they were born small then human babies but grew stronger and faster. Naturally she made a habit of it, breeding children whenever she could, always in wolf form. One time she gave birth whilst in her wolf form and the babies were born as wolves too, they were unable to become human for five years" he picked the pup up then, holding her by the scruff of the neck, he knew it would cause no pain but he watched lilly just in case before his gaze turned back to Anne "lets see if i can do this right" he looked at the others "if Anne truely does recognize me as an Alpha i should be able to force her into human form, she will learn control quickly from this too"&nbsp; <br><br>He sat and stared at the pup for a long time then, contemplating how to go about the task. After a few minutes though he let his eyes take on the glow that occured before transformation and let a low anamalistic grumble that sounded close to a growl escape his throat. After he put Anne down "Jake please look away, if this works were about to have a naked little girl infront of us" he turned his back then and waited paitently for anything to happen.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>El Maligno</strong> on <strong>29-08-2013, 06:19:02</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong>Steve Matthews <br><strong>Tagged:</strong>Tasha<br><strong>Location:</strong>Hill----&gt; Boulder<br><hr><br>(http://blog.zap2it.com/pop2it/ian-somerhalder-season-4-vampire-diaries.jpg)<strong> (Also what he is currently wearing) </strong><br><hr><br>Steve cracked a wider smile as Tasha mentioned that modesty was not his strong suit. He was about to reply when he noticed that she was eyeing his body and he remembered that she was in heat. Before he could react and finish she kissed him hard, her warm tongue exploring his mouth. Her lust and desire very much evident in how she gripped his hair and the way her luscious body pressed against him. Taking in her scent again he was beginning to harden as the wolf in him demanded that he take her again. Still as she broke the kiss leaving Steve slightly breathless he managed to say after a few moments of letting his heartbeat slow "Well know you really know show a guy your interested huh?"<br><br>He smiled at the comment about later. Stroking her jaw with a single finger he smiled "Maybe if you do good with your lessons you will get a reward..." He let his voice trail off as he looked her body over.<br><br>Shaking his head trying to get back on track he then told her with a serious face "First things first, you gonna have to take your clothes off. Seriously or you'll tear through them depending on your size or be a wolf in clothing which I will tell you is not very practical. Hinders movement for one thing." <br><br>He smiled as he watched her reaction to what he said. He watched her admiring her body once more when she followed his advice. Then trying his best not stare too much despite having seen her naked before, but Tasha had a really really nice body.<br><br><em>Damn she looks good.... </em><br><br>He hardened even more his body betraying his arousal but still he told her "Close you eyes. Now you need to relax. Just breathe deeply and let it out..slowly. Now it's difficult for me to describe but try to listen or feel within yourself. Feel the call of the forest. The need to race through the woods, hunting, tracking, finding others like yourself. Imagine the freedom, you felt some of it last night....remember the excitement your body knew what I was when we had sex. Didn't it feel good for me to dominate you...to take you while you were on all fours? Didn't it feel natural? What about when you were surround by other of your own kind...lose yourself in your heightened senses." <br><br>Steve watched to see if his advice so far would be enough to help her transform. <br><br>He added one other piece of advice "If this is enough to help you transform try to remember who you are..it's difficult but it helps you maintain some control over yourself."<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta 8O8</strong> on <strong>03-09-2013, 09:07:37</strong>
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				<strong>Jake Prior<br>Tagged:</strong> Lily, Anne, Anna, Nathaniel, Steven, Monica<br><strong>Location:</strong> Wolves Den - Nate's Cabin<br><hr><br>Jake refused to lean against anything.<br>His Rifle hung in front of him, and he placed his hands on the butt of it.<br>Like a knight resting his hands on the very bottom of his sword.<br>His eyes moved to each speaker, glancing towards Lily and Monica, but mostly towards Lily.<br>It seems this...Monica was a wolf.<br>Pretty much anyone in anything close to Military Gear was to be watched.<br>Although Jake wouldn't admit it verbally, he had to count himself. He had no place here except at Nathaniel's side as a representative and bodyguard. And he still needed to talk to the Alpha.<br><br>The soldier watched the pup actively do her thing.<br>Inwardly he smiled.<br>Though it was an insult to compare these Wolves to Dogs, he always thought the two the same.<br>He loved Dogs, and therefore loved Wolves.<br>Jake had to stop himself from reaching out and playing with the Pup as if it were just another Canine.<br><br>He listened to the story about the Wolf who gave birth to a litter of pups instead of to human babes like everyone else did.<br>Jake gave a small grunt, there was nothing like that in the Inquisition Archives.<br>The Soldier watched Nathaniel do his thing and was just about to respectively turn around in case anything happened when...<br><br><em>"Jake, please look away. If this works we're about to have a naked little girl in front of us."</em><br><br>The normally tense and ready man suddenly sagged.<br>His face showing disbelief.<br><strong>"Really? Turn around? Because I was expecting to be able to stand here and get a show out of-"</strong> He suddenly stopped and rose both of his hands up, palms facing out. <strong>"-you know what? Never mind."</strong> He slowly turned around and faced the wall behind him. <strong>"I'm not going to give a response to that insult. Just cuz I used to be Inquisition, and still an active Catholic doesn't mean I'm a Pedophile. That title is reserved for Catholic Priests."</strong> Now with his back completely turned he checked the tablet strapped to his left forearm. He had stopped talking out loud but he was still mumbling to himself, totally forgetting the super sensitive hearing of the wolves and just plain bitching. <strong>"I mean, it's not like you had to tell me to turn around. I was going to do that before the rest of you mutha fuckas were going to do it. Why you gotta pick on the guy who's trying to help. We should have new-bitch locked up somewhere, she could have a tracker on her, or even a radio to call in the Troops..."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>03-09-2013, 23:21:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5tohp3FX61r0ioz9o1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Natasha "Tasha" Alexander<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Steve<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods<br><hr><br>Tasha chuckled at him.<br><br>"And who will the reward be for? Somehow, I think you'll want it just as much as I will."<br><br>Winking, she listened to him carefully and then blushed when he said she'd have to take off her clothes. It made sense, but it was still rather...public...even if they were the only ones around currently. Taking a deep breath, she peeled her shirt up and off, kicked off her shoes and removed her socks. Her jeans followed, and finally her bra was unclasped. When she lowered her panties, she had to fight the urge to just pull him to her and beg him to ravish her, but she managed. <br><br>It was important to learn how to change at will. Taking another deep breath, she closed her eyes and tried to do what he said. She cleared her mind and took in the smells and sounds of the forest...thinking about becoming the wolf she didn't remember...but knew she had to be. As she relaxed more and more, she felt the pheromones from Steve and the other wolves to seep into her, and she let the memories of the sex bring out the wolf inside. Slowly she began to align herself with the earth, and after a few minutes, she began to change. It was a bit painful, but soon Tasha changed into a wolf completely. She was shocked, and almost panicked at first, but remembered what he had said and remembered who she was. She didn't pass out this time, and for once was aware as a wolf as she looked up at Steve.<br><br>Instead of the red wolf one might expect for her, she was actually a snow white wolf with striking blue eyes. (http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2009/342/0/e/0e38d1f17dbab03e85628efa81446476.jpg) Smaller than the males, but strong and sleek. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>04-09-2013, 19:45:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.realstylenetwork.com/blogs/celebrities/files/2013/03/Katheryn-Winnick.jpg)</div><strong>Lily Gibbons</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jake, Nate, Monica<br><strong>Location:</strong> coming up on the camp with the wolf pup, <br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=93811948)<br><br>Lily sat poised as she watched Nate with Anne, still not sure if he could be trusted. And even as her body screams out at her to stop, there was no way she was going to let herself ease till Anne was safe. She looked to Nate and listened as he told the story about the young wolf. It did seem to make sense when Lily thought about it. But she sat up a bit more as Nate picked up Anne by the scruff. Anne on the other hand just wiggled and reached out her paws towards Nate. The young pup wiggled till Nate looked directly to her and his eyes changed. Her body stilled and it seemed as if she were watching intently. Anne didn't even blink till he put her down, upon which she sneezed and fell back on her butt shaking her head. Lily laughed softly which caused her to wince just a bit. <br><br>Glaring at Jake as he suddenly spoke up she shook her head and looked to Nate. <strong>"Is he always this much of a prick?" </strong>she asked and was about to tell Jake to fuck off but then Anne yipped again. And suddenly right there in the middle of the room the small pup shifted to a little girl. Long blonde hair and bright blue eyes that looked around her as she smiled and started to laugh. Pushing up to her feet she wobbled a bit just getting used to only having two feet. <strong>"Hey there."</strong> Lily said softly and started to dig in her bag. Anne smiled and about ran over to Lily and threw her arms around Lily's neck. Lily clenched her teeth and wrapped one arm around the small girl as she pulled a dress from her bag. <br><br>Anne let go as soon as she remember Lily was hurt and turn looking to Nate. <strong>"Lily is hurt....the men in white shot her. She burned herself to help it but she is..."</strong> Anne started to walk back over to Nate. Clearly not caring that she was naked, but Lily reached out and pulled the small girl back and slipped the dress over her head. Anne wiggled and struggled as the dress slid in place, <strong>"I'm fine, but we should get you checked out."</strong> Lily said not wanting them to really see how bad off she was. <strong>"I'm ok, I'm strong...all wolves are strong you should know that.'</strong> Anne said as she looked up at Lily and poked her in the chin. Lily smiled and kissed the little girls head,<strong> "I know Hun...I know."</strong> she said looking back to Nate and the other woman. <strong>"So what now?"</strong> Lily asked as she sat back and let Lily walk back over to Nate and Monica.<br><br><br><br><hr><div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IAue_LDVCyw/UArucFLtIbI/AAAAAAABLfU/qSQT9xDL8tk/s1600/monica-bellucci-222.gif)</div><strong>Hanin Badriya Now known as Monica Price</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Lily, Jake, Nate<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing hair up in a pony tail (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=93796694)<br><br>Monica leaned against the side of Nate's chair and listened as he told the story. She smiled remembering the story very well herself. In fact it was true; some of their kind would breed in the wolf forms to help bring about more offspring. It was generally done during times of great need. Though as many as they had been losing as of late, Monica didn't think bringing in so many young into this war was the best idea at the moment. Monica watched as Nate tried to compel the small pup to shift. Her eyes flickering over to Jake as he spoke up, a low growl came from her. <strong>"You will do good to remember your only here because we allow it. And I suggest you learn to hold your tongue or believe me it will be done for you. Not everything said is out to make you a fool."</strong> she said taking a breath. The young boy seemed quick for words, but slow on thought. It was clear the only thing he knew was how to kill. It made her trust him even less then she already did. The human woman wasn't high up on her list either, but at least she had proven somewhat useful and trusted. <br><br>Monica was pulled from her thoughts of the humans when Anne began to change. A soft smile came to her face as the girl shifted for the first time. <strong>"Very good little one, you'll be running with us in no time."</strong> she praised the small girl and watched as she went over to hug Lily. The small action proved to speak louder than words, at least it did for Monica.<strong> "We know little one, and she will be seen to once things get settled." </strong>Monica said to Anne's urgent need to see to Lily. <strong>"I seem to have come at a very interesting time Nate. Remind me to visit you more often from now on."</strong> she said smiling to him for a moment.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>El Maligno</strong> on <strong>07-09-2013, 04:56:07</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong>Steve Matthews <br><strong>Tagged:</strong>open, Tasha<br><strong>Location:</strong>Woods----&gt; Hill<br><hr><br>(http://blog.zap2it.com/pop2it/ian-somerhalder-season-4-vampire-diaries.jpg)<strong> (Also what he is currently wearing) </strong><br><hr><br>Steve grinned as she talked about the "reward". <br><br>"No one ever said the teacher couldn't enjoy rewarding his student..."<br><br>He watched as she undressed his not bothering to hide his excitement at seeing her naked again. Then he turned serious as he saw her concentrating on turning into a wolf. He was not sure if what he said would be enough as he had never had to teach before. It had been a long time since his first transformation and after a lifetime of living as a werewolf it was completely natural for him to live as a werewolf. Finally she began to change her eyes closed. He smiled. <br><br><em>She's doing it..I knew she could...</em><br><br>He was greatly surprised that her fur was not flaming red like her beautiful hair but pure snow white. Her eyes though they were the same clear striking blue eyes. Slowly letting himself change he managed to say "Good Job! Amazing that you managed it on your first try."<br><br>He then fell on all fours and after a few moments he turned back into his wolf form. His shaggy jet black fur and icy blue eyes on his massive form made him an intimidating figure but would do nothing but attract Tasha. He then added with a few barks that she would now understand fully "Now....how about you test out that new-found control?"<br><br>Giving her another wolfish grin he began to rough play with her before running off into the forest intending to have her test out her wolf form. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>azzmeister89</strong> on <strong>07-09-2013, 14:04:17</strong>
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				(http://www.hot2me.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/Romulo-Pires-587x311.jpg)<br><br><strong>Who:</strong> Nathaniel Grey<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Nathaniel's cabin<br><br>Nathaniel stayed with his back turned as he waited to find out weather his idea had worked, he had rolled his eyes at Jake's hostile reaction "if i had wanted to insult you in that way Jake then Anne would have been a male pup not a girl" <br><br>After a while he heard the sound of cloths and turned when he felt certain the girl was dressed. He had not been oblivious to the fact that lilly was injured and smile lightly as Anne showed concern "she will be seen to, you have my word" he turned back to lilly then "although i must say, two rouge agents of the inquisition turning up at my camp is a worry. I have no doubt you both must have had skill to survive going against such a large force but even so, you both found us without the aid of the vatican's power" he paused and looked at Monica "as figureheads of our people i think its safe to say we need to be certain you can both be trusted and so i'll need the fastest way to prove it" he stopped again and gave them both a long look, trying to size them up "i'll need information" <br><br>(Scene change)<br><br>In the Vatican city a lone figure stood at the alter of one of its many churches, he was an old man, his face grizzled by years of war but everything about him screamed of power and faith.<br><br>Around his neck hung the holy cross, rosary beads on both his wrists and inside secret pockets and holsters all over his body were weapons and other tools all made of silver. A slender Silver blade almost as tall as he was sat on his back.<br><br>Marcus Tyke: Head of the Inquisitions werewolf hunters, the man who had killed more wolves then anyone in history, the living wolfsbane, silver hand. <br><br>"Forgive us our sins so we may forgive those who have sinned against us. Amen" he finished his prayer by making the sighn of the cross and stood just as a priest came to him, document in hand "so where did you find him?" He asked lightly.<br>"He is in chicago, gathering his kind. We think he means to strike" the priest had a grim expression but he still managed to look piyos (think i spelt that right) "we want you to go there and eradicate them, Nathaniel Grey is one of the last, if he falls then the resistance is no more" Marcus nodded and took the document then turned and left.<br><br>The moment he was back outside he took out his phone and dialed a number, when it was picked up he spoke with a voice of excitement "assemble the team, its time to go hunting"<br><br>(Ok so i'm using my phone so i have no picture of Marcus yet but imagine an old man covered in scars with the "i'm old but i'll still kick your ass" kind of attitude)
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>21-09-2013, 08:54:51</strong>
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				<strong>Lucy Grayjoy</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> In her cabin ---&gt; woods near the lake<br><div class="floatright">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/8dbdb218-d980-4639-a8c7-0e39fa5534af_zps77d0dba4.jpg?t=1376042538)</div><br><br>Lucy finished the dishes and cleared the table, leaving muffins and other delicious pastries out for anyone hungry that missed breakfast. <br><div class="floatleft">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/bb7992c7-d1bb-4c60-acc9-a965db35c285_zps2ad4ed9e.jpg?t=1379652242)<br></div>Once the kitchen was clean and cleared did she climb up to her loft that looked over the long table in the middle of the room. She crawled over to a large hope chest that she tucked most of her belongings in. The lid creaked as she opened it and set the top back gently so it wouldnt bang open. Inside were an array of men's closes, an old fiddle, a box of colored river stones and a silver foiled box tucked at the bottom. She stared at her blury reflection for a moment and knew what laid under the lid. She had never opened it since living with Nate and his pack and didnt think she ever could. Inside were the closes she had been found in, torn, bloody and old from age. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, she had fought Nate tooth and nail to keep the rags, she had to remember what she had done. The crime she was running from, the family she was hiding from. She shoved a pair of pants over it and started to rummage through her things, as if she could push her past out of her mind. She growled low in her throat till she found what she was looking for. <div class="floatright">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/f1bdcae8-c09d-49cb-990e-455420aae9f0_zps4ab981af.jpg?t=1379738427)</div> A worn leather bond journal that she received one Christmas. At first she was confused by the gift and didnt bother with it but years later she found herself writing. At first they were her thoughts on life and how she came to be where she was. Then she was writing about what she wished for in the future. To meet people and not to be sacred to travel and see places that she could only dream of. To find someone to love her. She smiled and traced the branches on the cover and moved to pull on her hiking boots. She didnt bother changing, she would get her clothes dirty with her outing. <br><br>She climbed down, jumping down at the last step and moved to a coat rack with a worn leather satlebag. She flipped the clasp and dropped her book and journal inside. She removed the bag and placed it over her shoulder. She moved to the kitchen and threw a bottled water and trail mix inside. Feeling ready and prepared to go out she secured her bundle and moved out of her cabin. She looked around and saw only a few wolfs milling about, here and there. She walked passed them and moved to the far end of the woods. She turned and sensed her alpha in his cabin with the others and the hunter. The left corner of her mouth tilted as she headed into the dense forest. At first at a steady pace then into a full run, her bag bouncing wildly on her hip. She closed her eyes and let the cool wind brush through her hair and the smell of rich earth under her feet invade her. The love of nature came from her mother, who taught her so much when she was small. She felt as if she was there with her every time she stepped foot outdoors and into the wilderness. A few hours later she stopped at the lake bed and smiled at the view. It was a pretty clear day and the water was silent. She dropped her bag and headed to edge where a large flat rock sat. Removing her clothes and boots, she stood naked at the edge of the cold water. She raised her hands and dove in head first. At first the chill put her into shock, but soon her blood heated and she was swimming. She broke for air and padded about enjoying herself. She washed her hair and skin of flour and dirt and soon felt clean again. She climbed out a few minutes later shaking herself dry and laid on the warm flat rock that faced the sun's pleasant rays. Her body was small and petite for a wolf her age, but she held all the right curves as a mature wolf would have. Her pale skin was marred with ugly scars of white and pink up until her navel and chest. Her full breasts rose and fell with each breath she took. Her skin was so pale her rose colored nipples stood out against the ashen skin. She felt free here, able to shade her clothes without prying eyes and the freedom to be herself without fear. She peered up at a pair of sparrows, diving and swooping above her and giggled at their goofy love acrobatics. As she watched she sang softly to herself an old song she herd, "<em><strong> When that old river runs pass your eyes, To wash off the dirt on the riverside, Go to the water so very near, The river will be your eyes and ears, I walk to the borders on my own, To fall in the water just like a stone, Chilled to the marrow in them bones, Why do I go here all alone...</strong></em>" She closed her eyes as she hummed the rest of the tune in a soft voice that echoed off the waters and trees. Her skin was still damp by and more comfortable condistion then her dip in the cold lake waters. <br>Lucy huffed out a breath and pulled her bag over to her and dug out her journal and a gas station pen that she had found laying around. Flipping to her last enrty she reread the passage and dated the top and began to write again.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; <div align="center"> "<em><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">So more wolfs have come to join Nate's war. I feel the anger for the church grow in these woods like a unstoppable wildfire. But they are strong and the wolf in their hearts are fierce. The church will fall and Nate will bring our kind back from the shadows. Though, I'm scared and unsure if I can trust these new members with mine secretes. I feel as if the more that come the more liking my father will find me. I hope it will never come to pass. But I will stay alert and be cautions to who I trust in this new pack Nate is bring together. <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;I find some of the female wolfs more beautiful then myself and wonder if because I am a runt from my own pack, that it hinders my appearance as well. No matter, Father would always comment how much I looked like my mother and I am blessed to see her face in the mirror as well as my own every morning to remind me of her. Besides beauty, one of the female's,... I cant explain the connection but I felt a bond with her and yet Im scared to tread on them. In some way I can relate to her pain deep in her eyes. I will wait to confirm the bond we share but I hope her past hasnt crippled her as mine has. She came with a strong male and he dots on her with some much love. <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Some day soon I hope my mate will find me. Pull me from the darkness and bring light back into my sad life that my soul has locked itself into. Till then I shall be forever grateful to Nate and his pack for caring for me as 'true' brothers would...</span> </em>"</div><br>&nbsp;The sun was starting to dip down and she found the warm seep into her bones as she stretched her limbs till they felt like jelly, turning on her belly. The water lapped up the side of the rock from the fishes that were jumping and catching dragonflies that flew too close to the waters edge. The trees bowed as the wind rocked their branches. Nate had picked a perfect spot for them all to hide out. Hunter and fishermen rarely came out this far to catch game so she never had to worry about being taken by surprise. A doe and her fawns came to a pass just across from her and she watched as the mother lapped the water and stood guard as her babies followed suit. She smiled at the sight and&nbsp; soon found herself growing tired and relaxed, turning to the side she soon fell asleep in pure bliss to finally let herself rest after nights of unsettling sleep. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>22-09-2013, 04:52:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f131/devilman_kain/Susan%20Coffey/susan_coffey_sexy0047.jpg)</div><strong>Jaclyn Conners</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89804626)<br><br><br>Jaclyn had eaten her breakfast, the small modest plate of food quickly being finished off. She was even happily surprised the the special treats that were laid out and snuck a few into her bag for later. Her eating habits were something she had yet to shake. Having gotten used to her father only allowing her enough to survive. It was such a rare treat to have food at her disposal like this, specially sweets. Harley still laughs about the first time he gave her chocolate ice cream. Jaclyn about and a joygasm over it, or at least that was what he claimed. <br><br>As they finished eating she looked to Harley not really sure what was next in their day. She had no idea what there was to do, or what she was even allowed to do on the grounds of the camp. Were they going to be leaving and moving on once again? Or would they stay and be with their kind for a while? <strong>"So...what now?"</strong> she asked in softly. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta 8O8</strong> on <strong>25-09-2013, 09:28:54</strong>
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				<strong>Jake Prior<br>Tagged:</strong> Lily, Anne, Nathaniel, Steven, Monica<br><strong>Location:</strong> Wolves Den - Nate's Cabin<br><hr><br>Jake waved a hand at dismissal at both Lily and Monica as if what they were saying meant nothing to him.<br>When the transformation was complete and the girl had her clothes on he did not turn around.<br>What?<br>He's not a wolf, his hearings not THAT great.<br>When he did hear her voice it kind of surprised him.<br>It reminded him of <em>her</em> and he suddenly started to have flashbacks and what not.<br>He slowly got his emotions in order.<br>Slow enough to cause some concern, but not so that it seemed abnormal.<br>When he finally did turn around it was when Nate asked for information.<br><br>Jake glanced at Lily.<br>She claimed to have been a Hunter, he didn't know how true that was.<br>Even more so, how did she find this place or knew of people here?<br><em>Probably the little girl</em><br><br>Jake cleared his throat loudly and spoke first.<br><strong>"As I said, I have outside help that is more than willing to provide intelligence, information, and supplies to aid you against the Church. On top of that I've been accepting some...contract work so I'm able to call in some favors on the Combat end. If you need information on what to expect with this large of a gathering I can start with the Chicago branch of the Church. But they're not your main concern."</strong><br><br>He untied the little cloth covering his portable Tactical screen device on the outside of his forearm.<br>Reaching under the screen he slid it out of its pocket and tapped some commands in.<br>When a picture came up he gave the device to Nathaniel.<br>The picture was simply two rows of faces with names under them, classification by specialty in combat, and their nationalities.<br>Jake's picture was the last face on the bottom row.<br>They all looked serious.<br><strong>"These, including myself, are the 10 Elite Hunters the Church has to offer. Best of the best, and...usually, operate outside of any law or rule created by mankind or even by God since he doesn't like to "talk" to people."</strong><br>He tapped his own face on the screen and the page loaded to a file containing everything from Military service to what sorts of weapons he's been trained in. As well as any vehicular training, etc. etc.<br>Jake used it as an example, simply re-tapping on his face to go back to the list.<br><strong>"When I say operate outside of any law, I mean go against the Church's rule of using non-regulation Military hardware. Most importantly the one I found you with. Satellite Thermal Imagery. We could use it to find them, and they could've used it to find us until I set up the camouflage net last night, after I got here. Everything you need to know about these Hunters are on this pad, I'm going to need it back after you're done though since you're supposed to have your own."</strong><br><br>Jake didn't move away from Nate just yet, he tapped on the fourth picture.<br>A man with scars all over his face and grinning like a madman while the rest all had the same neutral face.<br><strong>"This is the Church's last resort and the person we'd like to eliminate first. He's gathered so much money from on the side jobs, contracts, work with the Russian Mob, the Italian Mafia, that he's able to literally buy things on the fly. When I say "things" I mean Tanks, Airstrikes, Jeeps, Buildings, Aircraft, Hangars, Power Plants, Water control. He was able to get in and out of North Korea by just using Money."</strong><br>The young soldier showed Nate the man's proficiencies and skills.<br><strong>"He's no push over either. The Navy SEALs picked him up when he got into the Navy at the age of 17. When his SEAL team was killed and the Army picked him up, he was recruited into the Green Berets. They say he's like a bad luck charm. Every unit he's been with has died except for him. And the United States kept trying to use him with their very best until there was nowhere else they could put him. By then he had gained so much experience that he simply went AWOL and no one ever saw him again...except the Church. He's a devout Catholic."</strong><br><br><hr><hr><hr><hr><br><strong>Name: Ryan Forge<br>Tagged:</strong> N/A<br><strong>Location:</strong> Wolves Den - Main Gathering Area <div class="floatright">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/1f01cd5e0d96780634f3d61874c831ec/tumblr_mfxk1sSa2V1r5aoj4o1_500.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><strong>"Hey hey. Did you hear? We got ourselves another Hunter. They were escorted to the Alpha's cabin."<br><br>"No way? Another one! Were we tricked? Are we being betrayed by this guy?"<br><br>"Idiot! If we were tricked there'd be cages and shit."<br><br>"Nathaniel Grey turning on his own? No way. That guy are what those old Stories you're told of as a kid are about. The Big Bad Wolf, the Boy who cried Wolf, A wolf in sheep's clothing-"<br><br>"Dude. A wolf in sheep's clothing? That's a saying not a fucking story!"<br><br>"Whatever dawg. All I'm saying is with Alpha Grey, we're set for life. Those snotty catholic priests won't know what hit em when we come bounding up the road tearing shit up."<br><br>"What'dya think Ryan?"</strong><br><br>...<br><br><strong>"Ryan?"</strong><br><br>...<br><br><strong>"RYAN!"</strong><br><br>Ryan Forge had been zoning out lying on top of a rock, sunbathing.<br>His shades were on so the sun didn't bother him at all.<br>It was just that he was so out of it that he didn't hear a word any of his newfound buddies said until his name was shouted in his ear.<br>He jumped up to a sitting position from the sudden shout and turned around to face the five guys he had met at the Gathering the previous night.<br><strong>"I- who- what- why...?"</strong><br><br>The others laughed at his blabbering, to which Ryan laid back down to as soon as he realized there was no threat.<br>He had gotten up with that thought and now he was relieved there was no danger.<br><strong>"Whatdya want from me?"</strong><br>He demanded as his world spun a little.<br><br><strong>"Yo man, did you not hear a word we said?"</strong><br>A bigger Black man asked. He was the only one sitting in the shade, not sunbathing.<br><br><strong>"Something about Black Pussy tasting like Fried Chicken?"</strong><br>Ryan said which brought laughter and "oooh's" from the others.<br>The Black man who spoke was one of those that were laughing, they seemed to be close despite just meeting the previous night.<br><br><strong>"We were talking about the other Hunter they brought in. Heard it was a chick though. I'm fine with that, better than the asshole they hauled in last night. Rumor has it he carries a sword with him. Last I heard, the only Hunters with swords and shit are Elites and Geezer Leaders, and this dude ain't that old. What's an Elite doing living and breathing around here?"</strong><br>A skinnier, shorter black man spoke up. Talking fast and using hand motions that make it look like he can't speak without expressing with his hands.<br><br>Ryan put an arm on his forehead and used the shadow from it to cover his eyes a bit more.<br><strong>"Just give them a chance. You never know what kind of people they'll turn out to be."<br><br>"Yeah. I hear that shit too. Don't judge a book by its covers and all. But all I'm saying is what if he turns around and stabs Nate Dogg in the back? Literally, with that silver sword of his. Now we're shit outta luck. Know what I'm saying?"</strong><br><br>All this talking was making Ryan's head spin even more and he closed his eyes to steady himself.<br><strong>"So challenge him."</strong><br><br>Everyone stopped.<br><strong>"Come again?"<br><br>"Challenge him, in the ring. If he's an Elite he'll put up one hell of a fight, and if he's rogue he'll do it without using any Silver."</strong><br><br>A white boy with brown hair-<br>Yes a boy, he's only 19.<br>-Stood up from his spot on the rock and began to put his shirt back on.<br><strong>"But doesn't our shit make them sick if it doesn't turn them? What's going to happen then? The Alpha'd be pissed at us for doing that on a Rogue Hunter coming to help us."</strong><br><br>Everyone seemed to nod and murmur in agreement.<br>Of course Jake was special.<br>When he first consented to rejoining the Church and the Hunters, after that first mission he was asked to undergo some experiments.<br>Experiments that included Wolf Saliva, the same stuff that makes or breaks the transformation.<br>Not only was he experimented on, but also all those fights where he would let the Wolf try to kill him helped in keeping him Immune to it, though he was only 90% Immune to it.<br>But none of them knew this.<br><br><strong>"So don't bite him."</strong><br>Ryan said, not bothering to look at any of them.<br><strong>"Don't use your wolf form, and don't be spitting either."</strong><br><br>The others started to murmur in agreement that this was the best way to test out the new Hunters.<br>At least the one from the previous night, that one seemed like he needed to be in check.<br><br>((Will create a post for the other one tomorrow))
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jetblackmirror</strong> on <strong>25-09-2013, 19:15:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i40.tinypic.com/jtvqdw.jpg)</div><br><strong>Anna Lochlynn</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Camp<br><hr><br>The ginger wolf retraced her steps, gathering her scattered clothes in her mouth before she trotted into a more secluded bit of woods and shifted back into her normal self. She put her clothes back on, and headed back to her cabin, pausing when she heard a smaller group talking about heading back into the city to grab some things. <br><br>"Hey," She said, walking towards the group, "Mind if I tag along?"<br><br><hr><br>They had spent a little over an hour in town, going their separate ways to meet up at a later time. Now, Anna wasn't necessarily proud of what she'd done, but, with no money and only one change of clothes, you were only left with so many options. She was sure the people in the store had an interesting time, seeing a wolf run out with a bag in its mouth full of clothes. She just hoped she hadn't attracted the attention of those with more sinister intentions. <br><br>One they had made it back to camp, she changed (http://i43.tinypic.com/2195afo.jpg) then found her way to Nate's cabin. She heard the important talking going on inside and decided to hang back over a moment. When she heard Jake finish, she opened the door, taking a step in. "And I think I should warn you that my parents have been tracking me. And their... persistent." She moved to stand next to Jake. "They have connections I don't even know about, not to mention their fucking douches. So... if they did happen to track me here, it's safe to say we're a little fucked... Not sure how relevant that is to this conversation, but, I think whatever help Jake has to offer is probably our best bet."<br><br>She glanced up at Jake for a moment, a look on her face that said the words were a bit hard to get out, but they were true. She looked around the room, her eyes landing on each new face before moving to look at their leader.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta 8O8</strong> on <strong>25-09-2013, 20:26:41</strong>
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				<strong>Name: John D. Knight<br>Tagged:</strong> Marcus Tyke<br><strong>Location:</strong> Vatican City <div class="floatright">(http://img.thesun.co.uk/aidemitlum/archive/01684/Vinnie_Jones__1684159a.jpg)</div><hr><br>From the shadows a big man in full black Tactical gear stood as he listened to the conversation between Father Tyke and the other man.<br>He didn't mean to eavesdrop but a few keywords like "Chicago" &amp; "Strike" &amp; "Nathaniel Grey".<br>His teeth grit at the location.<br>Recently he had been trying to track a former Elite Hunter by name of Jake Prior.<br>Though the kid had covered up his tracks pretty good, he was a trouble magnet.<br>Knight knew Jake would prefer to drink alone, but he was no Sniper.<br>Jake, for all his experience did not learn how to manage the silence and the cold loneliness for longer than a week.<br>All the big man had to do was sift through the Bar fight records in the United States and find the ones that were totally one-sided.<br>The last record? A bar on the outskirts of Chicago.<br>There were also rumors that Jake might have gotten picked up by that annoying organization based out of Colorado.<br><br>Rumor has it that the organization is being run by none other than the United States Air Force itself.<br>Which is why it's based out of Colorado.<br>North American Aerospace Defense Command aka NORAD.<br>However, their involvement is being kept hush hush as the Air Force seems to want the ability to turn into Wolves for themselves.<br>As neutral as John D. Knight was, he absolutely <em>hated</em> how each Military acted within America. As if they had different teams to play on.<br>Did Jake know about that?<br>That when the "war" was over the Air Force would ask for the Wolves ability to shift back and forth in payment for their support?<br>Probably not.<br><br>When the Priest departed and Tyke as well, Knight quietly followed Marcus out.<br>John stopped briefly at the door to retrieve his weapons.<br>His Sniper Rifle, Sword, and Pistol.<br>Then he was outside just as Marcus Tyke finished his phone conversation.<br>Remaining quiet behind him for a bit, John decided to speak up first.<br><strong>"Father Tyke. I have a request."</strong><br>His voice was deep, low, and grizzly. One could tell his age just by his voice.<br><strong>"The Traitor, Jake Prior, may be in Chicago as well."</strong><br>John Knight paused for a moment. He didn't want to sound so desperate. So wanting to end Jake Prior.<br><strong>"I request to go there and intercept him before he makes contact with Nathaniel Grey. If he does that than any action taken against the Wolves will be null and void. As you well know, Father Tyke, we Elites can only be killed by one another."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>03-10-2013, 04:53:17</strong>
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				<strong>Lucy Grayjoy</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open/NPC-Jaxon<br><strong>Location:</strong> woods near the lake --&gt; Her cabin --&gt; Nate's cabin<br><div class="floatright">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/8dbdb218-d980-4639-a8c7-0e39fa5534af_zps77d0dba4.jpg?t=1376042538)</div><br><em>It was dark and she was running through thick fog that licked at her from the dense woods. Low hanging branches scratched at her arms in an attempt to impede her escape, and famillair tall trees became as angry sentinels blocking her at every twist and turn. The moon was covered by clouds, making it hard to see where she was going in the dark. The soft soles of her feet crushed the fresh spring growth as she tried to increase the distance from her pursuers.<br><br>Their angry shouts were meant to frighten her, but only made her run faster and harder. She yelped as thorny branch nicking the side of her neck with its blood covered edges. The scent of blood in the air only made her persuers, thirsty for more. The ground trembled from the pounding of running feet as they were gaining on her. She hastened, but the rapid pace brought on a growing fatigue that soon would impede her flight. She silently encouraged herself. <strong>“Keep going. Keep going”</strong><br><br>Lucy ran and ran and ran. Her heart pounded, breathing turned rapid and the voices behind grew louder. <strong>“Don’t turn around. Keep running.”</strong> The pursuers taunted her with their laughter, playing with her, letting her know they were so very close to capturing her. She refused to let them intimidate her and refused to surrender. She would fight until she breathed her last breath.<br><br>Her determination gave her renewed speed; she heard a string of violent oaths spewed from behind as she moved beyond their reach.<br>The afternoon rain made the wet ground difficult to find her footing. She slipped and righted herself, but not quick enough as she suddenly slipped again which sent her tumbling face-forward to the ground. Her breath knocked completely out of her, and her make her body spear into the unknown darkness. </em><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/227_zps556fb37f.jpg?t=1380676720)</div><em>Going completely against her common sense, she turned her head and looked back in horror at what she saw. She was dangling off the edge of a cliff, the same one her brother had fell from. She struggling to pull herself up, yet every effort to gain ground only crumbled away at her fingertips. She muffled a cry, her body ached and her heart was racing still as to get back up and away before she was found. Movement caught her eye as shadows started to form and walk toward her. She felt frozen to the core at the sight. The clouds shifted and her father along with her entire old pack stood before her in the eery moonlight. Tears of fear ran down her face as she again scrambled to pull herself up with tired limbs. Her father chuckled at her feeble attempts and hunched down to face her. <strong>"Ah what have we here a lamb and wolf's fur."</strong> The pack laughed and Lucy dug her bleeding nails into rock and dirt to keep from falling. "We have been looking along time for you runt. Your crime against my son has gone unpunished long enough." With lighting speed he garbed the back of her neck, painfully pulling her long white tresses. <strong>"Please, Im sorry it was an accident. I didnt mean for him to fall. Please Daddy..."</strong> She was violently shaken from her death grip on the rocky ledge and was at the mercy of her father's hold. <strong>"Your no pup of mine, I raised no runts in my litter.</strong>" She clawed at her fathers hand and tried to pry his fingers away.<br><br>&nbsp;Then a face in the back caught her breath and the tears seemed even bitter as they rolled down her cheek. <strong>"Nate..."</strong> Her father smiled and turned his head as her Alpha, her leader, her brother walked before them. He wore an expressionless mask and she begged him with her eyes to help her. <strong>"Thank you brother Nate for helping us retrieve our runt. As agreed we will stand by you in this war with the church and bring to justice of the slaughter of our people."</strong> She couldnt turn her eyes away from Nate. The utter betrayal left her body completely lacks in her fathers hand. Her father turned an evil grin back on her and dangled her further over the jagged edge. <strong>"And punishment for this one for murder of my son&nbsp; is death."</strong> She let out a small shutter as the cool wind wiped as her skin still hoping for a glimmer of the Nate she&nbsp; remembered. So many questions ran through her head but she closed her eyes to them and turned her head up to the full moon. <strong>"Any last words..."</strong> She was silent a moment, memorizing the fine detail of the orb above her. Then in a low whisper she started to resit one of her favorite Shakespeare sonnets. The pack looked confused and a bit unsure but her father held her with a steady glare. Soon her eyes came down to rest on Nate as the last verse lift her lips.<strong> "If this be error and upon me proved. I never writ, nor no man ever loved."</strong>&nbsp; Her Alpha just stared at her bewildered she guessed, but still hid his shock well behind his mask of indifference. She hoped her eyes could tell him what she never could and felt the well of tears start to surface, knowing death was so close. Then suddenly, she felt as if she were floating, the feeling was foreign and new, but only lasted seconds as her body dropped and the cliff rushed by her and the sky grew darker and darker above her. </em><br><br>Lucy shot up and let out an ear piercing scream that echoed off the lake and near by trees. Shaking and still entangled of the web of her dream, it took her moment to realize where she was and it she was safe and alive. She took deep uneven breaths but finally relaxed to where she was only trembling. she looked to the sky and realized how late she had slept and started to pack up and head home. She dressed quickly and pushed the nightmare from her mind, knowing that Nate would never turn her over to her father. She stopped mid-lace at her boot as the thought of her father's pack joining the war would help Nate's cause. They had a large pack already, but her father's pack and his connections to other in the North would insure their success for sure. But at what price would they have to pay? Her father never did anything would a beneficially gain. The cost was too much, she wouldnt risk it. Her father would demand Nate to bow under him or worse kill him to gain Alpha lead of the war pack they had formed already. She rubbed her face and moaned softly. Her head hurt and all she wanted to do was eat. Packing her bag she slung it over her shoulder and headed home.<br><div class="floatright">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/tobias-campaign2_zps5d60bccb.jpg?t=1380744974)</div><br>The trip back was long but she kept her mind on happier thoughts like food and the plan to make a nice stew with the rabbits saw caught along the way. Stepping into her cabin she tossed her bag on the rack and set dinner on the long table. She toed her boots off and rubbed the back of her neck as she went to the bathroom to change and wash her hands. Dawning a new shirt and pants she emerged, stopping short when she saw Jax sitting at the table eating a muffin. She looked around and found they were the only ones there and gave him a small smile. Jax was a young rouge wolf that joined the pack a decade ago. She didnt like him very much, finding his jokes and sense of humor rude and intimidating. She herd from the others that he was an Alpha of a pack that was lost in a forest fire. She felt sorry for him but she found he didnt act like a lost Alpha or morn his fallen pack. <br><br>Jax gave her a wolfish grin as his dark eyes ran up and down her body, <strong>"There's my favorite little toy. My what big..."</strong> His eyes stopped at her chest and she crossed her arm as if to hide her body from his heated stare. His eyes shot up as a wicked smile curved his lips, <strong>"...eyes you have Lulu."</strong> Lucy glared at him, not comfortable with him calling by her nickname. <strong>"All the better to see you with. What do you want Jax?"</strong> She moved to her bag to unload her book and journal to put back up stairs. She turned around and nearly jumped out of her skin when Jax was standing right behind her. <strong>"Do I need a reason to visit my little snow flower?"</strong> He cupped her face in one hand as his thumb curved over her cheekbone. From some odd reason Jax found in entertaining to make Lucy feel small. The pack and even Nate had address his behavior as inexcusable and warned him that he would be kicked out if it happened again. The thought made her unafraid of the man as she stepped out of his touch and moved around him to the kitchen, setting her books on the table to grab a water. <strong>"Im not your anything, Im a pack member not some flower to be picked an rutted for your enjoyment. So stop treading me like some she wolf in heat. Im not inserted." </strong> Jax bit off a growl and watched her move with an intents stare, as if he could pin her with his eyes. <strong>"Besides there must a ton of available women now that new members have come to join us." </strong>She opened the firidge and closed it as she uncapped her drink. She stopped and her coloring paled as she watched Jax flip through her journal. <strong>"Yes, you are right about that Lulu, though none of them has such a way with words. Or such a checkered past...Like you do..."</strong> Dropping the bottle she lunged for him and tackled him to the ground. Jax was caught by surprise and fell hard taking most of the impact of the fall on his back. <strong>"No!"</strong> She tried to pull the leather from his hold but was soon flying back, sliding over the wooden table food and plates flying as she hit the side of the island with a sick thud. Glass and dinnerware fell around her in a collection of crashes around her. She mewed in pain as a slivers of glass cut into her palm as she tried to pull herself up. She felt a wetness at the back of her head but ignored it as she saw Jax and her journal gone. <strong>"Jax..."</strong> She got up and wavered but pulled herself up as she scanned the cabin. <strong>"Jax!"</strong> Jogging to the door she looked out into the camp and saw patches of wolves, but no Jax. She bit her lip and punches the side of the door frame in frustration. She took a few deep breaths and looked back into the room and moved to go back inside but stopped as she saw the blood. Letting out a sigh and headed to Nate's cabin to find Hayden or someone to help her clean up.<br><br>Lucy was about to knock but found the door cracked and slowly entered with a small smile, hoping she wasnt interrupting. She closed the door quietly to not draw attention to herself and moved to Nate's bathroom silently for the first aid kit. She stopped when she noticed the guest and covered her mouth to hush her surprise. Stand close to the bathroom door and listened wanting to know more about the two new people who had surprised everyone this morning. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>03-10-2013, 21:37:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.realstylenetwork.com/blogs/celebrities/files/2013/03/Katheryn-Winnick.jpg)</div><strong>Lily Gibbons</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Jake, Nate, Monica, Lucy<br><strong>Location:</strong> coming up on the camp with the wolf pup, <br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=93811948)<br><br><br>Lily sat back as Jake started to give what info he head, one it was old and two something about him just didn't sit right with her. He was not only an ass, but he was a cocky one at that. Why Nate would even begin to trust him was beyond her. If he acted like this here, she could only imagine the monster he really is being lose and doing the church's bidding. Shaking her head she took a breath and smiled to Anne, <strong>"No worries I'll be fine little bit.</strong>" she said using her nick name for the small girl. Anne smiled big and nodded before looking to door as it opened. Lily looked to the door as well and watched as Lucy slipped in and went straight for the bathroom. The only conclusion she could come up with was this girl was his mate. Because it didn't make sense to allow random people to enter the cabin as they wished, especially during a meeting like this. <br><br>Shaking her head Lily figured it Nate didn't say anything it didn't matter what the other female heard. And frankly at this moment she didn't care, her body was tired and she just wanted to make sure Anne had a home. Even if it meant facing the church's wrath alone. <strong>"I found my way here partly due to Anne, and then also by fallowing the money and deeds. A compound like this leaves a paper trail no matter how hard you try. Granted once I found it I made sure to do away with it or bury it where even I would have trouble finding it. But to be honest...they probably already know where you are."</strong> she said looking to them all as she shared that bit of info. <br><br><strong>"I came from a group that worked with the church's funding...but without their rules. The church may be able to afford anything they want, but they want to wage a war under the radar. So no there are no tanks, helicopters and the best armed forces you have ever seen...yes. But that isn't the worst part,"</strong> she said reaching into a pack and pulling a tablet from it. It almost looked like Jake's but was clearly a custom model, <strong>"I was on a snatch and detain team, which is surprisingly harder than simply killing you. Now this group was originally brought together to use science to find your weaknesses. What made you tick and how could we best capture or kill you." </strong>she spoke as she tapped the screen and seemed to enter a 15 digit code and scanned her thumb at the side. Pulling up photos she looked to Anne,<strong> "Anne you want to play with your doll?"</strong> she asked reaching in her bag once more and pulled a small stuffed baby doll out and handed it to Anne. Anne sat on the floor at Lily's feet and started to play not seeming to pay attention to the conversation any more. <br><br>Lily then handed that tablet to Nate, <strong>"They experimented on your kind,"</strong> reaching behind her back she pulled a grenade looking device, <strong>"It's filled with silver nitrate, and wolfsbane and that is just a deterrent device. Are armory is filled with weapons designed to combat you. But once that was figured out the scientist wanted more. They wanted to find a way to be you...to create a beast they could control and solders that they could send against you."</strong> she pointed to the tablet and it showed the half monstrous attempts at this. And all the details she could gather before sabotaging the facility<strong> "You think his list of guys is bad, imagine them on a specialty brand of werewolf steroids flowing through their veins. They are trying to prefect your strengths and rip out what they see as weaknesses. They went as far as trying to breed children that they could experiment on and find ways to control. If they couldn't create the perfect weapon then that would breed it and turn the children into mindless beasts that they could leash and send against you. I had now idea; I thought I was helping fight the boogie man. I've only ever seen the monsters that they said you were."</strong> she shook her head and looked to Anne,<strong> "But they became much worse than anything I've ever seen your kind do. And the worst part is....their coming."</strong> she said looking back up to Nate,<strong> "You wanted a war....well you have it. And they are far more prepared for it then you are."</strong> she said not wanting it to be true. But from what she could see, Nate had random strong willed wolves on his side. While the church and the scientist had everything else. And no matter how much she tried to find another way, Lily only saw this ending in blood. <strong>“I did my best at slowing them down, blew one of their main scientific research facilities. It isn’t the only one so they aren’t stopped, but they are certainly slowed down that part of the equation.” </strong>She said sitting back and trying to get her body to stop screaming at her. She would slow down when the time came, and at the moment it didn’t seem like that was coming any time soon. <br><br><br><br><br><hr><div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IAue_LDVCyw/UArucFLtIbI/AAAAAAABLfU/qSQT9xDL8tk/s1600/monica-bellucci-222.gif)</div><strong>Hanin Badriya Now known as Monica Price</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Lily, Jake, Nate, Lucy<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gathering<br>Wearing hair up in a pony tail (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=93796694)<br><br><br>Monica listened to the two hunters speak and what she heard only made her angry. She actually had to suppress a low growl that wanted to rumble from her chest. Weapons...the church...experimenting on them...who were the monsters in all this? She had spent a the better part of her life helping those around her. And here was some group using god as a stand point to murder her people simply because of their breeding. It was the fucking crusades all over again. Holy men to afraid to face their own mortality and trying to counter it with power and stains of blood. <br><br>Her thoughts were interrupted as Lucy entered the cabin. A young wolf yes, but still she should have announced herself. Monica was about to honestly ask her to leave when she smelled the blood. Sighing she looked to Nate and then slipped over to the bathroom. She would be able to hear what they were talking about just fine. And frankly as Lily spoke Monica found herself less inclined to having either hunter around. Information or not, she wasn't sure if they could really be trusted.<strong> "Are all right?"</strong> Monica asked Lucy as she slipped into the bathroom,<strong> "Your hurt...let me see."</strong> she said in a very motherly tone. Monica knew the reason she was so angry was due to her nature. She was a mother to her kind, and each strike against them was felt. She had spent far too many years protecting them not to have scars from it. Still as always she would fight...lead and see to her people finding a way to not only survive but to thrive.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta 8O8</strong> on <strong>05-10-2013, 02:02:05</strong>
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				<strong>Jake Prior<br>Tagged:</strong> Lily, Anne, Nathaniel, Steven, Monica, Anna, Lucy<br><strong>Location:</strong> Wolves Den - Nate's Cabin<br><div class="floatright">(http://www.superheroprofiles.com/files/2008/10/heroes-sylar-zachary-quinto.jpg)</div><hr><br>Hearing the door open, Jake glanced towards it and did some what of a double take when he saw Anna.<br>She had left him somewhat moody and it confused him all to hell.<br>Now she was back with different clothes on.<br>He was happy she returned, yes...<br>Happy that she supported him.<br>But after this conversation, how will she look at him then?<br>How would they all look at him?<br><br>While Lily spoke one could visibly see what Jake agreed with and didn't.<br>He nodded when she spoke of the paper trail.<br>Although it had been a two years since using his military contacts, they remembered him immediately when he called in for a favor.<br>That is, the infrared imaging from the NSA satellite.<br><br>Then he shook his head.<br>Now, she was speaking of the Church wanting to keep the war under the radar.<br>No explosions, tanks, aircraft, etc.<br>Oh how wrong she was.<br>The Church had an entire Battalion, within the most powerful military in the world, under their control for their cause.<br>Jake should knew because that's where he went after the Rangers.<br>And he saw first hand what they could do, using the war as a cover to deploy troops in the Middle East and take down the Packs in those regions.<br>If they had a unit for the sole purpose of finding Wolves in regions their not allowed in, how many other militaries in the world have they infiltrated?<br>This he would voice after Little Miss Sunshine spoke her piece.<br><br>Then of the experimentations.<br>Jake was a little surprised that someone like her could get away.<br>He had seen, first hand, what they did to traitors from that particular department.<br>He had seen, first hand, on how far they would go to recover the traitor.<br>A memory came back to him and he glanced about at his surroundings.<br>As a newly dubbed Elite Hunter, the Research Guard Unit gave him the honor of taking the shot.<br>From 500 meters away, with no wind and a silencer, his target didn't see it coming. But it was quick.<br><br>When Lily was done, Jake crossed his arms and shook his head.<br><strong>"You're still thinking on the Researchers level."</strong><br>He began.<br>Normally there would be a bit of taunting in his voice, but that was gone now.<br>Everything was being laid out on the table for the Wolves.<br>As serious discussions go, and as much as he'd like to try to haggle Lily some more, now wasn't the time.<br>His voice only contained a seriousness found in Hardened Soldiers.<br><strong>"What the Egg-heads say they want to do, and what actually happens are two different realities."</strong> He looked at Lily with nothing but a serious look, though his features were somewhat softer as if not to insult her with only the half knowledge that she knows. <strong>"All decisions go through the Vatican. I've been to one of these facilities, and I've heard the empty promises the science teams, the Guard unit, and the S&amp;D Troopers say. Three years ago they were talking about how they've perfected a drug that could cure the Lycanthropy, yet they're still killing Werewolves instead of just turning them back."</strong><br><br>His gaze turned back to Nate, glancing at Lucy and not paying her any mind.<br>Obviously Monica thought differently when she suddenly left the deformed circle the four had made in the room.<br><strong>"Look, the Elites are still alive. All of them. Some would've allowed the testings to a point, but the others would've gone as far as destroying the facilities if they had been bothered with it anymore than they wanted to be. Why would the Vatican allow their strongest warriors be tested and experimented on with something that could kill them when they have hundreds of thousands of lesser warriors for that purpose?"</strong><br>As Jake Prior spoke he reached into one of his cargo pockets and pulled out a folded up map of the area.<br>He carefully cleared a table and laid the map down.<br>When electronics failed, it was always best to have a backup.<br>The map was of the area they were currently in.<br>Spots &amp; trails that were marked on his Custom tablets GPS system, were marked on the map.<br><strong>"We're in what's called a "Protected Zone". An area where Hikers, Campers, and some Hunters are allowed into. No military personnel or exercises, which is good. Airspace is cleared for anyone, however."</strong> He briefly looked up to Lily. <strong>"You claim the church wants to keep things under the radar. You're half correct. They have a unit, a Battalion, within the United States Army, and a smaller unit within the United States Marine Corps. Their sole purpose is to eradicate any Wolves and Wolf Packs they find under the guise of the current wars and conflicts, wherever they may be. Both units are Armored units, meaning Tanks."</strong><br><br>Jake pulled out another map and put it over the first one he laid out.<br>This one was much older and frayed.<br>There were holes in the corners create by the creases and also had tobacco, coffee, dirt, and sand stains.<br>On the map were red X's all over the place as well as troop movement arrows, push patterns, dotted lines, circles, comments, remarks, etc.<br>The location of the map?<br>The Middle East.<br>Jake licked his lips, not knowing what the Wolves' reactions were going to be.<br>He could be dead in a few minutes. <strong>"This is a map I used back when I was an active Hunter and member of said Church unit in the Army. These red X's? Locations of every Wolf Pack we eradicated. Circles were confirmed, and the arrows were how we would go about taking them down. Dotted lines represented the general direction of Air Support if we needed it."</strong><br>He had been leaning against the table while he spoke, but when he was done he stood up straight and looked at Nate, expecting punishment, even death.<br><strong>"If you need outside help. International help. Don't look to the Middle East. Some may still be out there, but for the most part I think we got them all."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>azzmeister89</strong> on <strong>07-10-2013, 21:51:52</strong>
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				(http://www.hot2me.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/Romulo-Pires-587x311.jpg)<br><br><strong>Who:</strong> Nathaniel Grey<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Nathaniel's cabin<br><br>Nathaniel listened intently to both the hunters information, his expression was grim as he looked over the ten faces on Jake's tablet "i know all of these people. Collectivly they probably gave me most of my scars but i see one is missing, Marcus Tyke is still alive i hope? Or has he ran scared of our final fight" as he spoke his hand absently ran over the scar he had been given when a pure silver cross had been burnt into his chest. The scar had never truely healed. Nathaniel gave a small half smile as Anna came in to defend Jake but did not react, he had never stopped his pack voicing there opinions. Why start now?<br><br>Then it was lilly's turn and Nathaniel could hardly contain his anger as she spoke of the church experimenting with wolf blood. It was typical of the church to scorn the wolves and then go and be hypocritical and try and use there power against them "these experiments. How many were done? More so, how many worked?" This would be a problem.<br><br>Lucy arriving forced Nate to stop his train of thought as he caught the scent of blood. He was about to follow lucy into the bathroom but Monica got there first, quickly Nathaniel shook his head "you have given me much to think about. Lilly, you are welcome like Jake to stay if you wish. We have a cabin for the humans that we keep and Anne will be able to stay with the other children but the day is just begining and i have much to do" he stood up then with a half smile "things are about to get very interesting"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack: A Gathering Of Wolves IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>10-10-2013, 08:51:57</strong>
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				<strong>Lucy Grayjoy</strong><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open/Monica<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Nate's cabin<br><div class="floatright">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/8dbdb218-d980-4639-a8c7-0e39fa5534af_zps77d0dba4.jpg?t=1376042538)</div><br><br><br>&nbsp;Lucy stood frozen as the new comer, who she later leaner was named Lily, related the information about the fact the church was now experimenting on them. The pain in her hand and head were subsided as she explained what had been going on and bit back a horrific gasp at the thought of children being used as test subjects for the drug. Her eyes turned down to the small child playing with her doll and her chest ached at the thought of such an innocent being used and tortured to gain power. Her childhood paled to what this tiny girl had been through, she was thankful that Lily was able to save her and bring her to Nate’s pack to be protected. But Lily wasn’t finished as she told the others that the church was coming for them. Her eyes flew back up to the woman, so soon? Were they ready? If these were the tactics they were to use against them she didn’t see how only a few hundred wolves were going to win. She felt sick as she slid down onto the side of the tub and hung her head. A fight with hunters was one thing but to fight their own kind? A mutated soldier who had no control over what he or she were doing. And worse children. Helpless children. She wiped stray tears as the smell of blood was making her stomach roll. She fumbled to pull out the first aid kit under the sink and jumped as someone came in the bathroom. <br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/3339first_aid_kit_zps7e30c4d9.jpg?t=1381301331)</div><br><div class="floatright">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/Jack-Hannas-log-cabin-bathroom_zpsca4c364d.jpg?t=1381387599)</div>Lucy stared at the female wolf a bit taken back that she had asked if she was okay. She gave a small nodded and went back to finding a pair of tweezers to pull the slivers of glass out of her hand before the wound healed. Her healing ability was somewhat different then her packs, she healed a bit slower and objects that werent removed quickly were stitched inside her body were it could either cause internal damage or kill her. Her father found it another trait of being a small runt and her wolf blood being tainted in some way. Whatever the cause Lucy needed the glass out not wanting to lose the movement in her hand if the glass started going deeper and cutting tendons. She stopped what she was doing as Monica asked to see her hand. The motherly tone she used cause her off guard and she dropped the tweezers on the floor. She cleared her throat and nodded again as she picked up the plastic interment and slowly held out her hand. She felt nervous and the urge to run made her body tense. Suddenly she was talking, her mouth just moving on its own as if she had to explain herself.<strong> “I…I didn’t … I mean, I thought Hayden would be here to help me. I don’t have my own first aid kit. If I had known…”</strong> She bit her lower lip and shook her head. <strong>“I'm sorry, I wouldn’t have intruded, I should’ve waited.” </strong>She rubbed her face with her good hand, she should’ve gone after Jax. The information about the pack and the oncoming war in her journal could lead the church to them. The thought terrified her, she could have just signed the whole pack its death warns with what she had written out of confidence that no one would see it. She tried to recall any entries that could expose them but could only think of a couple were she talked about Nate’s ideas of a world with fear of the church. She hoped that Jax would not relay the book to hunters, it would expose himself as a wolf and possibly get him caught as well. She knew him too smart to do something as stupid to do that. If anything the journal could be seen as a novel or just ideas for one to the humans. She let out a pent up breath, what was Jax up to? The thought of him going to her father made her heart cringe and skin to prickle with fear. He would need her to do so, her father would want proof that the book belonged to her and with her years of staying with her new pack her smell was almost lost to even her own nose. A million other ideas of what Jax would do came to mind only making her head ache, or it was possibly her head wound stating to heal. <br><br>The sound of the hunter from before, Jake, echoed into the bathroom and she tilted her head to hear him. It was just more bad news. She closed her eyes and leaned forward to stare down at her own shoeless feet and the wood grain of the cabin floor. There was so much going on around her and suddenly she was so aware of it all. She dint think it was this bad, she had been living in the cabins for years without this type of news, though she doubted it was new to Nate. She wondered what else she had been blind to and turned to Monica with a somber face. The woman was nice and she could tell she was trying her best to be careful and gentle as she looked over her hand. Lucy felt bad that she had pulled her from the important meeting but was concerned enough to tend to her. <strong>“Thank you…”</strong> she whispered in a hushed voice. Her eyes shined with appreciation and even graced her with a small smile. Nate’s voice carried into the bathroom and set her mind at ease that he was so near. He sounded confident and she had to believe he had a plan if not to trust he would protect the pack from danger. She then made the choice to not tell Nate about Jax and to handle the problem with the wolf herself. Her Alpha had too much to worry about then a missing book and a pushy hound dog. Whatever Jax wanted from her she would have to either give in or fight back, either way she wasn’t going to let it affect the others. With her mind set she continued to watch Moncia work, feeling as if she were being tended to by her own mother.&nbsp; <br>
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