To hunt by the moon's light
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				Title: <strong>To hunt by the moon's light</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>09-04-2008, 07:55:22</strong>
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				As the light of the Full moon shined down on mother earth the groups of people gathered about. Some in the shape of men, others in the shape of wolves, and still others in shapes that were mixed between the two but none were two compelte halves of the whole. The oldest wolves in the city had called all the packs and all the packless this night to introduce the community to some of the newest pups who had experienced the first change. <br><br>Jason stood to the side of the meeting grounds nestled in the high tree's of the parks woods. To anyone that looked at him and wasnt a werewolf he might have looked like a really hairy human with overly large teeth and pointed fingernails but the nightmarish appearance coupled with with Lunacy would make any human run for their lives. <br><br>Then there was the sound of a water glass and fork being struck together, ringing forth to bring the attention of every Uratha. It worked like a charm too. The elder gave a quick bow and thanked all the packs for coming before turning and pointing to the many new pups being paraded in like it was some fashion show. "Tonight we introduce three new pups to the community. Let them introduce themselves and then all alpha's should get to know them. Now I give you to our new pups, please introduce yourself, what moon you changed under, what tribe you are considering and tell the community a bit about yourself." the elder stated before stepping to the side. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: To hunt by the moon's light</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia</strong> on <strong>09-04-2008, 16:41:47</strong>
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				Mia really hated this; she was nervous, frightened and thrilled all in the same time. She had gone through her change two weeks past and still she had really difficulty to grasp what it all meant. The older werewolves had tried to tell her most often with metaphoric speeches, old tales and wild guesses but so far no-one had really managed to tell her straight. She was the shortest in the group of the “pups” as they called them, but luckily not the youngest… at least she didn’t thought she was the youngest as the boy beside her at least looked younger.<br><br>No-one had really told her how this meeting would take form so she had dressed as she normally did when going out; short skirt, tight top, pumps, all in black and her long blond hair freed from its braid. She had even put make-up on and looked as a teenager ready to party but as she finally got to the meeting she got the error of clothing and looks immediately… something that would fit hiking outdoors would have been a better choice.<br><br>Not wanting to go first Mia stood her ground looking at the other two hoping someone of them would begin.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: To hunt by the moon's light</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>10-04-2008, 10:13:01</strong>
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				The older male stepped forward and cleared his throat, standing like some authority figure might in a deep blue business suit. He falted for just a moment but the elder's reassuring grin told him not to worry to much about it. "Im Travis Cooper. I was a business executive before my first change and I havnt joined a tribe yet. Ive been thinking the Iron masters sound right but Im not totally sure yet." he said before stepping back and giving the other two a look. <br><br>The other boy stepped forward and cleared his throat as well "My name's Mike...well Michael Bishop. Im a student, still in high school. Before the other night I was thinking of opening up my own night club or something like that. Im not sure what Im going to do when I graduate though...I havnt chosen any tribes either yet. Ive talked to all the ritemasters, I just need to think on it some more."<br><br>As the second young man stepped back there was some whispered discussion in the background of the packs gathered and as it quieted down the elder gave Mia a look to go ahead when she was ready. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: To hunt by the moon's light</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia</strong> on <strong>10-04-2008, 13:25:51</strong>
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				Mia looked back at the elder gave him a weak smile and swallowed and stepped out from her hiding place in the background. Immediatly she felt the others eyes on her and she wanted to let the earth swallow her whole, to vanish from their eyes.<br><br>"My name is Mia Green and I'm a student at Dunam High School, I'm what you call <em>Irraka</em> according to what I have been told." The word felt strange in her mouth but it came out right. "As for what tribe I want to be part of... well I don't know." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: To hunt by the moon's light</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>11-04-2008, 10:14:53</strong>
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				The elder gave her a nod before stepping to the front to regard all that were present. "There you have it. The pups have introduced themselves, please take some time to get to know them and remember there should be no bullying or other kinds of pressure for them to join your pack or tribe." He turned to look back at them giving another reassuring smile. "Lets have you split up. Mike, go over to the bench there. Mia can stay here and Travis can get right to the crowd."<br><br>The other two men looked at eachother and then Mia for a moment before walking off to the the places the elder had noted. It was a quick few moments before all the packs had split up between the two young men and none seemed interested in Mia for the moment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To hunt by the moon's light</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia</strong> on <strong>11-04-2008, 10:54:42</strong>
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				Mia sighed… she knew she had picked the wrong outfit, now everyone thought her as some scared party kid that… well she didn’t know what they would think about her really but that she wasn’t the first choice was clear. Strangely not to be picked actually hurt more than anything and suddenly she felt very very alone.<br><br><em>I won’t cry…</em> She reminded herself over and over again.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: To hunt by the moon's light</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>11-04-2008, 11:30:59</strong>
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				She didnt notice the man as he sat just behind her and watched her reactions. This was a little cruel to be put on spectacle and then picked like it was high school again but then few things about the life of the Uratha werent like high school. "Hey. Mia right?" he said in an even tone, hoping she would look back at him
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				Title: <strong>Re: To hunt by the moon's light</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia</strong> on <strong>11-04-2008, 13:10:13</strong>
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				Mia spun around to the voice her general solemn mood taking a small jump even if she didn’t let it show too much.<br><br>“Yes?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: To hunt by the moon's light</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>12-04-2008, 03:19:43</strong>
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				When she came all the way around he raised his right hand in a normal wave, a human greeting and one she would probably find more familiar. "Hey, Im Jason. How's it going?" he said in a friendly tone before walking over to her and taking a seat on the steps. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: To hunt by the moon's light</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia</strong> on <strong>14-04-2008, 10:53:46</strong>
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				Mia remained standing not really sure how to act in this, but as everyone seemed to act just as normal she followed that line.<br><br>"Mia Green and I'm feeling totally misplaced... but I guess that it’s rather normal?" She tried to make a joke of all of this not at all really satisfied but what came out. Her eyes trailed over Jason and as she noticed that she was on the brink on staring at him her head jerked upwards looking into his face and by so doing making her looking even more notable. He was older than she, not by much but enough to add that little thrill she always felt when talking to an older guy.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: To hunt by the moon's light</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>16-04-2008, 08:00:14</strong>
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				He nodded for a moment and noticed the short stare but thought nothing of it. She had probably never seen anything like this meeting before afterall. "Yeah, its completly normal to feel misplaced. Thats just part of the change so to speak. From the look of you, I think you still have some questions about what it is to be an Uratha. Right?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: To hunt by the moon's light</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia</strong> on <strong>16-04-2008, 15:22:30</strong>
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				A nervous smile spread on her lips and without really thinking about it she removed some hair from her face.<br><br>"I'm that obvious? I have no idea where to begin even... and to what I can see I'm the only one that is having trouble too." Her party clothes didn't do things much better either...
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				Title: <strong>Re: To hunt by the moon's light</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>17-04-2008, 08:22:25</strong>
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				He shrugged and smiled, looking past her at the packs that were gathered around the other two pups. "To me it is but I guess any alpha could pick up the look. Whoever found those two did their jobs in telling them what was going on. You're different though..." His head turned back, looking over her in her entirety "That's alright though, the good thing about lost pups is you don't have to help them unlearn those bad habits that other packs taught them...so what do you say that we go out to eat and talk? I know a nice take out down the street. Its cheap and good."
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				Title: <strong>Re: To hunt by the moon's light</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia</strong> on <strong>17-04-2008, 10:54:08</strong>
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				He was nice… that much she already have decided and the rest of those present wasn’t at all any interest of hers any longer.<br><br>“You’re… alpha then?” She asked with a clear interest in her voice as she organized her things clearly ready to leave with him.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: To hunt by the moon's light</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>17-04-2008, 12:19:48</strong>
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				"Not exactly, I dont have a pack anymore. Most of them were killed in the <em>hisil</em> about a month ago so Ive been looking for new members. You look like someone who needs some help and thats what we were about, helping people."
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				Title: <strong>Re: To hunt by the moon's light</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia</strong> on <strong>18-04-2008, 08:48:55</strong>
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				That was that word again... the hisil. One of the older guys had mentioned it to her as he had stated which moon she was in. As she had understood it, it was what she was suposed to be the expert off, not that she could see how. But instead of showing her lack of knowledge she didn't ask about it just rolled with the questions that felt more... natural.<br><br>"That's tough... It is always tough to loose your friends..." That was something she knew about anyway. "How are we to be able to help people? We are monsters... not social workers..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: To hunt by the moon's light</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>18-04-2008, 08:56:46</strong>
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				He stood up, brushing his sleeves off before starting to walk with her out of the park and off to the take out place that he knew of. "I guess it depends on what you consider a monster. The spirits we hunt can be responsible for a lot of things. Death, pain, decay, and a lot more emotions draw out those spirits and when they claim people they can create a hell on earth. Our responsibility is to keep the balance between the spirits and humans."
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				Title: <strong>Re: To hunt by the moon's light</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia</strong> on <strong>25-04-2008, 14:59:22</strong>
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				“So people keep telling me… so far I have seen nothing but talk. Either they claim it is to dangerous or that I should wait and see… why this avoiding the issue? What is everyone so afraid of? I thought we where these top predators that could take down everything… the king of the food chain if you wish.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: To hunt by the moon's light</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>26-04-2008, 10:39:53</strong>
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				He raised an eyebrow at that question and looked over at her, wondering exactly who had told her all of that. "Lots of pups tend to think that. When compared to humans you're infinatly more powerful but when compared to the spirit world, well. The greatest warriors can only grow as powerful as a lower ranked jaggling. Most Uratha can take out a lesser gaffling, the lowest ranking spirit, on their own with a few cuts and bruises but as spirits grow in power it takes a whole pack to bring a higher ranked one down. I dont mind showing you the other side if you want to see it, but it is a world of horror"
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				Title: <strong>Re: To hunt by the moon's light</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia</strong> on <strong>30-04-2008, 14:27:21</strong>
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				Now it was her turn to raise her eye brow.<br><br>“Now that wasn’t how I got it explained for me… but ok… what you are saying is that… well what are you saying? Keep our head down and hope for the best?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: To hunt by the moon's light</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>01-05-2008, 03:06:54</strong>
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				He shook his head side to side for a moment while looking over at her. "No, some say were fighting a loosing battle. I say that while there are spirits that are infinatly more powerful then us the packs we form are our edge. Its true that if a packs going to go up against one of the first born they will eat the pack and its totem with no problem but there are more ways to fight then just killing and when were facing powerful spirits. When we get to things like that it becomes a matter of intelligence and charisma over ferocity in a fight.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To hunt by the moon's light</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia</strong> on <strong>28-05-2008, 14:17:50</strong>
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				OOC: Sorry for the delayed response, RL you know :(<br><br>"I have heard of that, all spirits have a weakness right, just as Father Wolf had?" Mia said smiling as she finally knew something about what he was talking about.<br><br>"So were to we start? How do we start for that matter? What makes us a pack?" A quick blush that vanished almost as quickly as it came told Jason that regardless what she had been thinking on that moment wasn't some drinking competition.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To hunt by the moon's light</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>29-05-2008, 02:59:12</strong>
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				"Well we have a territory scouted out, we have our first members. So the next thought I have is we should find a spirit totem. There arent many greater gafflings in the territory though so it should be a short search and hopefully a short negotiation."
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				Title: <strong>Re: To hunt by the moon's light</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia</strong> on <strong>03-06-2008, 21:54:43</strong>
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				"That too is up on my ally I guess. Well..." She stretched and gave him a gentle smile. "You got your member, glad to have met you Jason." Mia felt somewhat relaxed now as that had been taken care of and she glanced around them seeing how the other was going. But as no-one seemed to have remained beyond the two of them the other newbies seemed to have been absorbed among their packs as well.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To hunt by the moon's light</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>04-06-2008, 06:18:09</strong>
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				He stopped and turned toward her, giving her a warm and approving smile. "Great. My car's just around the corner. You want to go check things out now or want to do it tommorrow night? We've got lots of time." he said
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