The Pack IC: New beginnings
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				Title: <strong>The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SINless</strong> on <strong>20-09-2017, 18:00:26</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Four weeks ago</span><br>Alex had been seeing his 'adopted' father getting weaker for the past few years now, but the stubborn man refused to accept help. "An Alpha needs to stand on his own, or he's no longer worth the title" Stephen would say, to wave away any offer of help from Alex or his mom. "Perhaps," Alex's mom had said "it is time for the old man to retire". It was still funny, she was only 10 years&nbsp; Stephen's senior, but yet like all the others, she always referred to her lifemate as the old man whenever he wasn't around. "I can't do it Mayi" he said softly. "He's been my father ever since I was born. I can't take his pride from him" <br><br>Suddenly, a loud bang could be heard from outside, and it was soon followed by screaming. Alex and Mayi went outside to see what was going on. As they came outside they saw Stephen lying on the ground in one of the Corrals, his foot stuck on under the feed trough. One of the Steers was loose inside the corral, and might go for Stephen at any second. Alex shifted without hesitation, his clothing falling around him. And he headed into the corral, driving the steer back, away from Stephen. Mayi and a few others rushed to get Stephen out. Later, as Alex was sitting outside the corral, resting from the run with the steer, Mayi sat beside him. "You say you don't want to take his pride. You're stupid. This illness is taking his pride." She shook her head "If you challenge him, he can leave the position with his head held high, knowing that you lead the pack."<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Five days ago</span><br>Alex was in wolf form as he walked up to the lodge. He walked up to Stephen, dropping the hare he'd held between his teeth in front of the old man's feet. Those around gasped at the sight before them, and looked at Stephen to see his reaction. Once it had been the greatest insult. I bring you food because you cannot hunt. But over the centuries it had became a symbol. Whenever someone wanted to challenge the alpha for leadership, he'd drop a hare in front of the leaders' feet. That was all, no words were needed.<br><br>Stephen looked at the hare, then at Alex, then back at the hare again. "You don't want to fight me boy" he said "You're not ready" but Alex remained still, showed no sign of deference. Finally, Stephen relented. "Okay. We will meet in the circle five days from now." Then he turned to face the people around. "Spread the word that I have been challenged. That on Friday there will be a fight in the circle. Let all who want to bear witness join us there." With that he walked off, muttering under his breath about stupid boys and insolence. Alex waited until he was gone before shifting back to human form. Mayi came over to him, looked him in the eye, and hugged him, like only a mother could, feeling the sadness he felt for what he'd just done, for what he had to do.<br><br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">One hour ago</span><br>Alex stood in the circle, his teeth bare, and his muscles tense. Stephen might be sick, but he was still bigger than Alex, and had forty years of experience as an alpha. He waited for the old wolf to make the first move, knowing that his only chance was to be defensive. He'd playfought with Stephen before, and it had never ended well for him. Every time he'd been too eager, to quick to attack. Every time, Stephn had taken him down. But this wasn't a playfight. This was a duel, and in front of most of the pack. If he'd lose this it'd all be over. He'd never be alpha as long as Stephen lived. And so he waited, hoping that Stephen would make a move soon.<br><br>Suddenly a flurry of movement as Stephen jumped towards him. The force of the old man was beyond unbelievabe, and it took every ounce of Alex's strength and will to not get knocked down. He managed to stay upright though, and dodged Stephen's enormous jaws. Quickly, he turned around, and snapped at Stephen's hind leg, but the old man was too quick. Another run up, but Alex was prepared this time. He moved left, bent down, and snapped at Stephens leg. Just a bit of fur, but the old wolf was warned now, Alex wasn't messing around. And so the circling around started again. Suddenly, he saw an opening and went for Stephen's left flank. Too late he realised it was a trap, as Stephen zigzagged and bit Alex's right leg. Pain coursed through his body as he landed on the now bloodied leg.<br><br>He'd fallen for it, hook line and sinker, and he'd paid for it. If it looks too good, it probably is. He looked at the old wolf who was looking at him expectantly. He probably thought that the wound would anger Alex into attacking. But Alex wasn't going to fall for that. Then he realised. Perhaps he should give Stephen exactly what he wanted, and see if he'd take the bait. He feigned an attack to Stephen's right flank, and exactly as Alex hoped, the old wolf jumped away from it. The split second was all Alex needed. He changed direction and hit the now airborne wolf square in the gut, tipping him over. As the old wolf landed on his back, Alex clenched his jaws on his exposed belly. <br><br>And just like that, the fight was over. \though the wound was minor, the rules were clear. a wound to the belly meant the fight was lost. And so Alex was the new Alpha. He limped to his defeated opponent, the adrenaline now leaving his body meant the pain was coming back with a vengeance. He nuzzled Stephen's neck as a sign of respect, son to father. Then as tradition dictated he moved away, out of the circle, and towards the lounge where the packmembers would have an opportunity to talk to him. He shifted and sat down on the steps outside the building.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>21-09-2017, 03:54:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/0a/4d/a6/0a4da64b651b06a2bd1240c8b6f33ff9--native-american-girls-american-indian-women.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Maria Weaver&nbsp; &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=275498.msg13535112#msg13535112)</strong></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Lounge by the challenge circle<br><strong>Currently:</strong> paying respects to her new Alpha<hr><br>Maria watches the fight with bated breath, she likes her Alpha well enough but he is getting old. And while a part of her thinks the whole thing about having one is silly, it isn't the middle ages anymore she also respects their tradition enough to not voice her somewhat heretical thoughts. While she isn't much of a fighter, sure she has tumbled and played enough in wolf form to be able to handle her own she has no illusion how long she would last against either of the two. So her eyes watch in amazement as they dart back and forth, faster than she can even keep up with. Each yelp of pain as a fang or tooth finds its mark sends a shiver through her, why can't they talk it over? Silly men! Silly testosterone laden men! Silly testosterone laden gorgeous men.<br><br>It seems Stephen is more than holding his own, the challenger cautious and almost hesitant to her untrained eyes. And as the Alpha gets a good hit in that leaves a leg bloodied she wonders if the challenge was premature, if he fails Alex will never be Alpha. But the younger wolf isn't beaten and that one wound seem to hammer home how serious it is as he rallies marvellously and before she can even catch her breath it is over. Soundlessly she holds her breath waiting to see how the new Alpha will treat the old, but she needn't worry, he nuzzles his father gently and then leaves to change back into human form. Maria isn't following to give her respects straight away, preferring to give the man time to change into some clothes. It is after all very very hard to look at a naked man and feel any form of respect. Naked men are so silly looking, oh sure they can be gorgeous when draped out over a bed but just naked with that thing dangling.. yeah not very inspiring. Poor men.<br><br>Thankfully the challenge was as far as they go civil so she doesn't have to feel bad as she makes her way over to the new leader. As is her way she is clad in a long beige dress with plenty of feathers and bead work carefully sown into it, her feet are for the occasion stuffed into comfortable moccasins and her long black hair braided down into a single braid that falls down towards her shapely rear. A stranger who sees her might fully expect her to greet someone with “Ugh white man” with her hand up in the air like in the old corny westerns. Than again, as far as she is concerned respecting the way her ancestors dressed is important. They lost too much of their way already.<br><br>As she comes up to him she kneels down with the rest and lifts her head up baring her throat to him in submission, her eyes artfully gazing off into the distance. Every muscle, every fibre of her being is screaming “You are my leader, I submit to you.” And she stays like that, not moving until he gives her his permission to do so, either with a word or a gesture.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>quozax</strong> on <strong>21-09-2017, 05:16:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/d7/e8/54/d7e854626e15a1aa45d0496fdafa4706.png)</div>Bracken Forester<br>Location:&nbsp; Sidelines of the circle<br>Notes:&nbsp; Reactions to the fight and new alpha.<br><br><hr><br>Bracken had heard about the fight much like everyone else.&nbsp; Stephen was getting a little worse every day.&nbsp; The sickness seemed to grow and strengthen as he watched his adopted alpha wane.&nbsp; It was a sad situation, and he hated feeling helpless to assist his alpha.&nbsp; <br><br>The pace had accepted his family with open arms, and that was largely due to Stephen's willingness to allow his family to join.&nbsp; Even after five years, Bracken still felt like an outsider, but he would do anything for the man.&nbsp; <br><br>He also like Alex, even though he didn't know him quite as well as Stephen.&nbsp; He knew Alex was confident, brave, strong, and honorable.&nbsp; If anyone could take over the pack, it would be Alex.&nbsp; But to have to fight your own father didn't sit well with Bracken.&nbsp; He often wondered if there was another way to solve problems, as he was not a fighter.<br><br>He cringed with every lunge, snip, and attack.&nbsp; Two powerful wolf-men , locked in combat.&nbsp; He didn't know who to root for.&nbsp; He just hoped that neither one was too hurt after the fight, and wished he had known more about healing so he could help out if needed.&nbsp; But instead, he had to stay out of the way.<br><br>But the fight eventually ended.&nbsp; He almost didn't see who one as another pack member rose up in front of his view shouting his approval of the outcome.&nbsp; Bracken felt a little sick to his stomach, not wanting either man to loose.&nbsp; But it was clear Alex was the winner.<br><br>Bracken held back from congratulating the new victor, as he should be the last one to do so.&nbsp; He saw himself as the omega of the group, and that meant he had to be last in most actions.&nbsp; He heard a woman submitting to the new alpha, and bowed his head in respect for Alex, as he waited patiently to see where he was needed.&nbsp; He looked over to Stephen and wondered if the older man needed help.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ArtemisHighmore</strong> on <strong>21-09-2017, 21:52:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m623gabXOC1qa8k91o1_500.jpg)</div>Colby Hauser<br>Location: The challenge circle<br>Notes: Uncertain, Spotting Sienna<br><hr><br>Colby had spent the better part of the last two days trying to decided if he was supposed to go to the fight or not. Even after these last few years, some of the pack dynamics really didn’t make much sense to him and he truthfully hadn’t really gone out of his way to try and decide them. It mostly operated in the background for him, his main concern being the ranching and the safety of being around creatures that were like him. It really allowed him to relax.<br><br>The morning of the challenge, Colby settled on going. He supposed it would be better to at least be present in case someone was actually keeping track of who came and who did not. It hadn’t sounded very mandatory as the word slipped along the wolves but there was no knowing what the truth was. Having followed a fellow ranch hand to the gathering, he hung along the edge of the crowd, watching the fight while also watching the reactions of those that were present, trying to get a feel for how this was going to impact things or not.<br><br>When it was all said and done, Colby was again uncertain as to what he was supposed to do. These traditions were still so foreign and seemed almost archaic given the modern era that existed around them. Deciding to see what else was supposed to happen in the wake of this interesting change, Colby hung around, watching the going on, trying to really get a grasp for all of this. Among all the various scents, Colby caught the familiar scent of Sienna, shifting gaze in the direction of the source. Maybe he could ask her what was supposed to happen now or if things were going to change. After all she had kind of been his introduction to all of this and he felt the most comfortable around her. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Szandor</strong> on <strong>22-09-2017, 04:03:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4uEinQY1Cn4/T7Jte7dOx5I/AAAAAAAAEwM/rr-ITUFwedE/s1600/tumblr_m42ggpCxGI1qapcnno5_250.gif)</div><strong>Sheriff Heath Garrison</strong><br><strong>Location:</strong> Behind the crowd, sitting on the front of his car<br><br><hr><br>Fights like this usually last longer. That was what Heath thought as he puffed out a could of smoke and looked to the two wolves parting ways. A hit to the stomach, and Stephen was out of commission. At least the old man would have his dignity, instead of dying while he was still in charge. Heath pursed his lips around the cigarette that was already half gone, and took in a deep breath. The man tugged at his jeans, and from afar he watched as Maria was the first to pay her respects to the new Alpha of the pack. <br><br>Heath smirked. He looked over to Stephen, then back to the new Alpha. Alex. He had never properly conversed with the kid one-on-one, but they had met and seen each other before at events. Meeting people and creating small talk was unavoidable in such a small community. Heath took another drag of his cigarette. He flicked it on the ground, stomped it out, then made his way up to the crowd. He looked to Alex, then nodded. Heath took off his hat and shades, and stood beside Maria. <br><br>With a single glance to her, and a very subtle nod to acknowledge her, the Sheriff got down onto his knees and performed the same gesture as she. It was a sign of respect, if nothing else. If he wasn't one to respect authority when it presented itself to him then what kind of Sheriff would he be? Sure, he was their protector by law, but Heath knew the Alpha of the pack always had sway over him. He exposed his throat, and let his arms hang by his sides.<br><br>The Sheriff made it a point to look the kid in the eye for a split second, as he was noticed, then look away. In the future they'd have their disagreements - that much was certain - but Heath liked to think the kid would respect everyone as individuals. Not simply wolves in his army, or a flock to be used to his requirements. The kid had seemed nice enough when Heath had met him. That was cause to be hopeful. The Sheriff swallowed, and waited for permission to rise.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>22-09-2017, 09:24:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/rlHsMKP.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Sienna "Scout" Whitecloud<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Challenge Circle<br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> Friday, September 22nd, 2017 | <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Colby | Open<br></span><hr><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">He'd done it. He'd actually freaking done it!<br><br>No one could have been more surprised than Sienna when news came round that Alex had formally challenged Stephen. Sure, she'd known it was coming in a "one day" sort of way, but the fact that "one day" was today had left her quite frankly speechless. <br><br>And not a little bit torn. <br><br>On one hand, you had Stephen, a man her father had always respected. A man who had always awed Sienna back when she was nothing more than a little girl with a missing tooth, scuffed up hand-me-down overalls, and a faded beat up stetson she never went without. So many times she'd seen him and quietly, in the way of a girl not ready to admit such things, had wished to one day find herself a mate like him. That was not to say that he was in any way, shape, or form perfect, but rather that Stephen had been a much beloved Alpha and it was hard to watch a simple thing like old age begin to conquer him when she recalled him as being larger than life. <br><br>Of course, on the other hand there was Alex. Alex who she'd known since they were pups. All told, she considered him her best friend and as such she knew just what sort of man he was, what sort of wolf. She knew he had it in him to lead but Sienna could not help the pang she felt in her heart as she watched the transition of power unfold before her eyes. <br><br>The fight was not a lengthy or even brutal affair, and for that she was thankful, but the minutes that passed felt like hours. On and on it seemed to drag and when the end finally came it was a relief to her--though the wolf was perhaps less than satisfied--and she knew if she felt this conflicted just watching then Alex would be even more so. The tension alone had made her neck and shoulders tight to the point of aching and as the circle broke she reached up to rub at the nearly knotted muscles just there. Part of her wanted to go to him and reassure herself that he was indeed alright but she did not move. The new alpha would receive his due, but there was no need for her to crowd in with the others right away and he certainly didn't need her hovering and picking at him just yet.&nbsp; <br><br>Content with her choice to wait for the sake of practicality--yes, that was what she was calling it!--it was by chance that her eyes shifted, darting away from Alex's retreating form only to cross paths with another's gaze. Memory had the corner of her lips curving upward even if she wasn't quite up for her usual teasing routine, but it was Colby's expression that had her reaching out to touch her father's shoulder in a silent acknowledgement of her intent. <br><br>With only the gesture she left Uriah Whitecloud's side and crossed to Colby, knowing her father would probably make his pledge to the new alpha quickly and then check in on Stephen. Coming to stand beside the one-time stray she'd lured in, she shoved her hands into the back pockets of her well worn jeans and nodded. "So I take it this was your first, huh?" She asked quietly, speaking of what they'd just witnessed. "Should count yourself lucky really. This was more ceremonial than anything. Sometimes these things are a whole lot worse." She shrugged and twisted enough to cut her eyes up at him, her smirk still in place. "You cool?" </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wicked Emi</strong> on <strong>24-09-2017, 08:23:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://68.media.tumblr.com/3a25373ce394eb16f11973b3ac6380de/tumblr_owp9v5GV7b1udff4qo1_400.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: script;" class="bbc_font"><br><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Gwendolyn "Gwen" Fylan<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Challenge Circle<br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> Friday, September 22nd, 2017 | <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open</span><br></span><div align="center">Outfit (https://www.polyvore.com/gwen/set?id=228493790)</div><hr><br>The first week of school had finished, fall had just started so there was a small nip in the air. Which was not to bad and barely noticed by many of the wolves that were surrounding the two males that would soon be fighting to be alpha of the pack. However, even though she moved from the south at such a young age, Gwen was often a little chilly while in her human skin. The woman hadn't even changed since the last bell rang as the fight was almost right after school ended. Giving EVERYONE the chance to watch the fight between the two strong males.<br><br>Gwen looked at the two dominate males, the original alpha Stephen had let her family into the pack with little to no resistance. It had only been awkward for the family because they were so different. Coming from a pack with different rules seemed to get the family in trouble or made them go off to their own little area for some time. It was only after Gwen found a friendship with Sienna did she feel like she belonged to the pack. While Sienna was close to the alpha's somewhat adopted son Alex, and she was close to the girl herself, Gwen herself was not really close to Alex. Most her her youth was getting in bouts of trouble with Sienna and making sure she got good grades. After all, she had to work hard to catch up to the standard of education in Oregon and she would be damned if all that hard work barely had her passing.<br><br>Once high school was done, she left for a little bit. Finding her own friends and actually branching out and becoming more of her own person in college. Only to come back with a more sassy attitude then when she left and a degree in education. She was quickly hired by the school, not many wolves went to college, or did their degree for education and the pack preferred their children to be taught by other wolves rather than humans. This was her second year at the school, and so far the most exciting year yet. Her thoughts were interrupted when the two males started to fight. She watched, her breath even slowed to the point where she only inhaled and exhaled three times through out the fight. As Alex finally beat Stephen, as she had a sneaking suspicion he would, she took a deep breath and let the chilled air nip at her longs.<br><br>As Alex stalked on to the side, the janitor she knew the name of and knew a little about helped Stephen, the pack looked to Alex who waited for the pack to accept him as their new alpha. From what she did know about the male, was that he was raised to become alpha eventually and she wouldn't be surprised if he was a mini Stephen. Watching some of the pack make their way towards him, she pushed though slightly and offered her neck to him. Sweeping her red ginger hair to the side, revealing soft creamy white skin. Once his eyes hit her throat, she nodded a small bow and let the hair go. Letting the strands go back to their place and covering her throat again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShinigamiWolf</strong> on <strong>25-09-2017, 08:46:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.lv3.hbo.com/assets/images/series/game-of-thrones/character/s7/tormund-1920.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tòmas Wallace<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Challenging Circle<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br><br><br>Tòmas had found himself a nice quiet spot on a roof overlooking the challenge circle. He had honestly laughed when he head there was gonna be a fight for the new Alpha of the group. And when he heard it was a whelpling that had been being taught to fight by the old man time and time again, seemingly never getting the point, he shook his head. But here he was on top of a roof, a six pack by his side, his climbing hook resting on his hip, and wishing he'd had the mind to pick up a pizza on the way in. He had made sure to come back a bit early after he got the alert on his pager and he hoped this would be worth cutting his hunt short.<br><br>He took the first bottle, took the hook and popped the lid clean off before taking a deep long draw, finishing it before he sat the bottle back down. He'd drink the rest more steadily and slowly to savor it and enjoy it but before the fight started, he wanted to get a small start on the fun. When the wolves took their places, he raised a beer to each of them and sat them by his side as he watched the fight. He knew the old man was getting sick and old but still, he had the experience and the brawn to hold it for a few more years he imagined. The first blow and he had his first surprise. The smaller wolf, managed to stay on his feet after a heavy body blow. He grinned a bit and nodded at the two, raising the beer once again and taking a long draw to the boy's 'victory'. And then came the trap, the snap, the bait, and the inevitable tear into the younger man's leg. The splash of blood across the ground, the smell in the air, and the rush of a good fight just beginning had Tòmas standing up and leering down watch. The six pack forgotten, he let out a whistle and a yip egging on the two combatants.<br><br>What surprised him the most was when the boy, on an injured leg managed to bait the old man into a reaction and turned the old man's retreat into an advantage. He blinked, his jaw slightly open as the old man hit deck and the boy was on top and nipping at his belly. And then it was called. He stood there, on the roof, practically about to fall off the damned thing confused. Wait....that was it? He was surprised at the changes in recent years compared to the ways of old back in his clan. He looked down at the beer in hand, half of it poured out and sloshed on the roof and he just pitched it in a bit of annoyance at the dumpster nearby with a crash of breaking glass and metal. He scooped up the remaining four and made his way back off the roof to go offer Stephen a beer. "<strong>Right anti climactic finish there old man, comparing the injuries the boy wouldn't have been able to fight proper if this went on any length at all. You go soft on me?</strong>" he asked, not caring if he pissed the man off with the question. He had lost and in a spectacularly honor shattering way. He didn't wait to really get an answer before he shoved a beer in the man's hand and made his way over to 'congratulate' the winner.<br><br>He walked up to Alex when it came his turn and stared at him for a few moments. The tension drawing it out and making a bit of a scene in the manner "<strong><em>That was a right unsatisfying way to win, but I'll honor this packs ways. I'll agree to seeing you as my alpha, but don't expect me to cow tow to you till I see a proper fight out of you yet. Expect me to be coming round and give you someone to spar with proper till you can defend and win this position without any question in my mind.</em></strong>[/i]" he said in a whisper as he clasped the man's arm and pulled him tight into a hug, letting the man have the weakness of his neck for the embrace and small speech. <br><br>He pulled away from him and raised a beer up "<strong>Well ain't this a right pisser, young Alpha here done finished this too quick. Looks like we'll be ten feet under the table by the time this celebration is supposed to be over, eh?</strong>" he said laughing loudly and padding off to make sure there was a proper feast in line, and enough to drink to put everyone and then some crawling home.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ArtemisHighmore</strong> on <strong>26-09-2017, 19:04:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m623gabXOC1qa8k91o1_500.jpg)</div>Colby Hauser<br>Location: The challenge circle<br>Date:Friday, September 22<br>Tagging: Sienna, Open<br><hr><br>Colby had to admit, at least to himself, that he was surprised when Sienna turned to meet his gaze. No doubt she was going to tease him for acting so oddly during this tradition. Such thoughts only continued to grow and dance in his head as she crossed the short distance that had separated them during the fight. Though he was a bit bigger and taller than she, he always felt like the pup around her, especially with her teasing. Yes he was thankful that she had lured him in, had helped show him around and introduce him, but she always seemed to delight in giving him a great deal of guff about it whenever she could.<br><br>Bracing for such comments, her words caught him off guard and he found himself even more puzzled. Worse? If anything he thought the whole affair had been odd and rather archaic. He knew of the pack wars, had heard the tales of the violence that sometimes sprang up amongst the wolves, but he hadn’t expected the changing of leaders to actually be a fight in the dirt. Shaking his head slightly, he shifted his gaze towards where Alex had settled, Colby’s voice low as he responded. “Oh yeah? Well I suppose it is a good thing then. I can only imagine what the smell of blood and hormones might do to a pack of beasts such as us.”<br><br>“Cool?” Colby reached up to adjust his old, weather hat, considering the comment. Was he okay with this? Did it really have that much of an impact on him? He had met Stephen only a handful of times, mostly when he first arrived and Sienna was introducing him. After that he had mostly kept to himself, ranching and enjoying the simple things and life. “Uh… I guess. I mean is this a good thing? What are your views on it? I don’t really know Alex, and I am not sure how he might view a stray.”<br><br>He threw in that last comment because he knew it was something that she always liked to poke him about whenever she came to visit or explain things about his old, worn down bike. It wasn’t far off the mark either. Even after a few years he still found times where he felt like he was merely a visitor, maybe even a migrant worker, come to handle the ranch duties and it was only a small coincidence that he was a wolf.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SINless</strong> on <strong>26-09-2017, 23:39:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://vignette1.wikia.nocookie.net/camphalfbloodroleplay/images/5/50/Rick-Mora.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20110701001125)</div><strong>Location:</strong> The Challenge Circle<br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> Friday, September 22nd, 2017 | <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Maria, Heath, Gwen/Open<br><hr><br>It took Alex a few moments to catch his breaths and find his bearings, as well as his clothes. As he turned around, he was greeted by the sight of several pack members bearing their necks. Alex had always thought it a bit silly. What was he, a vampire? But past generations had made it the proper way to show subservience. He always thought the wolf's way was much better. Show the bare weak part of yourself, the soft skin of the underbelly. He had to admit though, it would look silly if a group of people started flashing someone their tummies. He looked at those gathered, trying to remember each and everyone as they were today. All these people were like family to him, but honestly most were more like second cousins who happened to live in the same town. There were exceptions though, those that were closer to him, that he liked having around. Speaking of which, he wondered where Sienna was. Probably somewhere talking somebody up, or perhaps she'd found another stray. Sienna was good like that, everybody just instantly seemed to like her. <br><br>He smiled as he noticed Maria Weaver, a woman he saw way too little. Her work as a tour guide meant she was off the compound most of the time, but when she was there, she was both full of life and full of stories. He also noticed Gwen had bared her neck as well. Alex knew that she and her family had jouined out of necesity, and she'd always acted a bit like an outsider, well, unless Sienna was around. He hoped that he might over time get her to see herself as truly one of them. He wanted every single shifter to feel welcome, and part of the family. Times were tough enough already. Another familiar face was Sheriff Garrison. Stephen had always admired the Sheriff, and thrown his weight about to get him elected. A shifter sheriff had some major advantages, not the least of which was being able to hide the stranger things from prying eyes.<br><br>He walked towards each member of the pack kneeling before him, and placed his hand on their shoulder to acknowledge their gift. As he reached Maria, he whispered in Chinook Jargon. Thank you, sister Wolf, I'm glad you are here."<br><br>He walked to the middle of the square. "Brothers and Sisters. Tonight is bittersweet for me, and I think many of you feel the same. Stephen Johnson has been my father when I had none, and he has been our packleader for a long time. But I'm happy to be the Achappa Alpha, and I will do my best to live up to that position" He walked back into the crowd "Tonight we celebrate" he walked back to where Maria was. He picked up a bottle on the way and offered it to her. "Drink?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Szandor</strong> on <strong>27-09-2017, 01:31:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4uEinQY1Cn4/T7Jte7dOx5I/AAAAAAAAEwM/rr-ITUFwedE/s1600/tumblr_m42ggpCxGI1qapcnno5_250.gif)</div><br><strong>Sheriff Heath Garrison<br>Tagging:</strong> Alex, Rayen, Tòmas | Open<br><br>Heath took Alex's speech as a sign that he could discontinue exposing his neck. He hated doing it for the obvious reasons, but for a situation like this it would be rude if he didn't. He could almost hear his late mate's voice telling him to just get over it, that no one would attack him out in the open. Heath huffed through his nose. He lightly pressed his index and middle fingers to his temples in an effort to push out the memories.<br><br>The Sheriff waited until the end of Alex's speech to leave the crowd. He ventured back to his car, where he could still very much see the goings on of the gathering but be by himself in a sense. He cleared his throat, lit another cigarette, and watched. Heath wondered where some missing members of the pack were. Specifically the one he preferred be in a place where he could supervise her. He was thinking of Rayen. Heath had - more times than he could count - saved her from being arrested or charged with far worse crimes than she already had under her belt. It wasn't too much trouble in the long run, but the paperwork she created was something to be reckoned with.<br><br>Heath shook his head. She'd get her when she could, if she wasn't busy burning down her school or flirting with a random man at the corner store.<br><br>With a half-hearted laugh, Heath watched Tòmas challenge the new Alpha to a spar. Nothing too serious, of course. But Heath was interested. The outsider had a certain spunk, and Heath guessed that by the way he interacted with people that he was supremely loyal. The Sheriff liked those sorts of people, and one that liked the occasional tumble didn't go astray either. Perhaps Heath would buy him a drink one day. When he had a day off, that was. If Heath was noticed by the man, he would nod politely and hold his cigarette up in a 'cheers' motion. Otherwise, he would simply continue to pack-watch until needed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>27-09-2017, 03:17:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/0a/4d/a6/0a4da64b651b06a2bd1240c8b6f33ff9--native-american-girls-american-indian-women.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Maria Weaver&nbsp; &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=275498.msg13535112#msg13535112)</strong></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Lounge by the challenge circle<br><strong>Currently:</strong> paying respects to her new Alpha<hr><br>She knows that many think the tradition of baring the throat silly, but it simply is the easiest way in human form to show your submissiveness. And it can be done in a way that leaves the normal humans none the wiser if they see it, unlike say tugging your dress up until you bare your tummy. But for Maria it doesn't matter, it is tradition and she will follow it dammit. They lost way to much of their ways, so many traditions lost, so many tales forgotten, songs lost to the mists of time, and dances no longer performed. It saddens her so to think that the way of her ancestors, who endured for so long are no more.<br><br>“Thank you, sister Wolf, I'm glad you are here." <br><br>She is startled that he would address her, she knows she is gone so much that many hardly notice her. Always more tourists to guide around, many who like to claim to be Native American themselves because their great great uncle had a few drops of Native American blood in them. Not that she is a snob, honestly she is flattered that they would think that is something to be proud of. Much better that then being disgusted by it. So she does all she can to educate the tourists, and hey it brings in much needed money to their community.<br><br>As her new Alpha addresses them all she lifts her head and looks up at him, it will take a little while getting used to having him in charge. But she knows in her heart of hearts that it is for the better, at least it will be someone they know and not some stranger that has come breezing in and challenging the old leader. This is a friend, kin. The way it should be.<br><br>"Tonight we celebrate" <br><br>Her face breaks into a grin and she resist the urge to hoop and holler like some teenager, ok so a small cheer might have erupted out of her throat as she stands up and smooths out her dress only to see Alex come over and offer her a bottle.<br><br>“Drinking from a bottle are we? Rather.. barbaric.”<br><br>She winks and accepts it and takes a small sip before her eyes bulge out and she coughs violently, her eyes watering as the liquid tears it's way down her throat.<br><br>“What IS this stuff? Engine degreaser?”<br><br>Her hand waves off any further offers from the bottle but she is still grinning even if her eyes are still glittering with tears.<br><br>“It had to be done, we all know it and I for one am glad it was you. This way we won't have any major upheavals in how things are done.. or? You got some new decree ready? No wait, don't tell me. Hmm.. All female wolves shall present themselves before the new Alpha and offer up themselves to His pleasure?”<br><br>The words said with barely contained laughter, Rayen isn’t the only one that can be a bit naughty at times. Though Maria almost never means anything with it, while she may be chatty and outgoing she rarely takes those extra steps to drag a pack member into bed. She just shakes her head at Tòmas, to expect him to change his ways is as stupid to expect winter to stop following autumn. The man can be annoying at times but it is hard not to grin at him.<br><br>"What do you think Gwen? How long do you think he would last if he tried to get us ladies to do that?"<br><br>edit: fixed an embarrassing mistake that made her question to Gwen sound like something completely different
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>quozax</strong> on <strong>27-09-2017, 12:45:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/d7/e8/54/d7e854626e15a1aa45d0496fdafa4706.png)</div>Bracken Forester<br>Location:&nbsp; Sidelines of the circle<br>Tagging:&nbsp; Stephen, Open<br><br>Bracken began to seriously worry as more and more pack members began bearing their necks in respect.&nbsp; He had not done that and, being the omega, he should have been the first.&nbsp; Would he be punished for his suspension of presenting himself?&nbsp; <br><br>He didn't know why he had paused like he did.&nbsp; He thought that perhaps it was out of respect for the original alpha.&nbsp; Or, perhaps, deep down, he didn't think Alex would win.&nbsp; His fear began to rise, as he knew his old pack would have made him pay dearly for his disrespect.<br><br>He was about to jump out and present his neck when Alex shouted out the call for celebration.&nbsp; He was too late.&nbsp; Alex's gaze didn't even seem to notice the omega.&nbsp; But this did not bother him.&nbsp; He was around when he was needed, and nothing more.<br><br>By the time the crowd started to disburse, Alex was approaching Maria with a bottle of liquor.&nbsp; Perhaps it would be better if he stayed in the background until he was needed.&nbsp; He looked around and saw that each were going their own way.&nbsp; <br><br>No one was checking on Stephen, the former alpha.&nbsp; He suspected that the man did not want to be embarrassed by asking for help.&nbsp; But it would not do any harm to see if the man needed anything.&nbsp; He approached him very carefully and cautiously.&nbsp; “My former alpha.&nbsp; Would you like me to fetch you a drink?”<br><br>He did not ask Stephen if he needed help, as he thought that might bring him shame.&nbsp; But offering him a drink due to the celebration, would show the former alpha that he, Bracken, was still beneath him, even though he was not the top of the pack anymore.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SINless</strong> on <strong>27-09-2017, 16:24:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://vignette1.wikia.nocookie.net/camphalfbloodroleplay/images/5/50/Rick-Mora.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20110701001125)</div><strong>Location:</strong> The Challenge Circle<br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> Friday, September 22nd, 2017 | <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Maria, Gwen, Tomas/Open<br><hr><br>Alex looked at Maria with a bit of a crooked grin. "But we are barbaric. We are savages, or so the white man says." As she coughs from drinking he looked a bit worried. "Are you okay? It's distilled Tiswin, a type of tequila." As she started talking about the fight and his new leadership position, his gaze turns a bit dark before regaining his trademark impish look. "Don't tempt me. I might make a decree like that especially naming you." He winked at her then turned to face Gwen. "Wouldn't that be a great first decree?" <br><br>Suddenly they get interupted by Tomas. The old Scotsman whispered his warning, but not softly enough to avoid Maria and Gwen's sensitive hearing. He was about to respond but Maria&nbsp; was faster. he laughed heartily at her comeback, and then looked at Tomas. "If you send beauties like these to spar with me, I'd be a willing participant, but I think I'd need many, many lessons before they'd be done" His face turns more serious after that though. "I respect you Tomas, for what you do for the pack, and for the community at large. But I did not push my father more than I needed to. We could have gone full on, but it would have ended with my father dead or incapacitated, and me severely wounded. As it is, I'll likely be limping for a few days, and Stephen will be nursing the bruises. But if you wish to test my skill or my resolve, I would be more than happy to take you up on that. As long as it doesn't interfere with my duties to this pack, or the land.<br><br>He turned back to Maria and Gwen. "I'm headed down to the reservoir a bit later. I wish to honor the ancestors, and to be fair, I could use a bit of a swim. If you want to come along you'd be more than welcome. I was going to ask Sienna as well, but I haven't seen her yet. She's probably too busy. Harper's probably going to be there as well. He couldn't make it tonight, but he'd try and make it there at least."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShinigamiWolf</strong> on <strong>28-09-2017, 07:54:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.lv3.hbo.com/assets/images/series/game-of-thrones/character/s7/tormund-1920.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tòmas Wallace<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Challenging Circle<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br><br><br>Tòmas stood there for a moment, realizing that perhaps his big mouth had found his foot again and that the offer that he had been trying to make looks a bit more aggressive and improper. He stood there for a moment, his white skin turning a few shades pinker before he snorted at Alex's suggestion. "<strong>Aye, a lot of good that'd do you. While the ladies here would tear you loin from limb...you'd be unable to pull that smart smirk off your face long enough to realize it got serious. Nothing would get done with more than one of them around to distract yah.</strong>" he said before looking around to the two present. <strong>"Not meaning no disrespect towards yah of course, just given the air of the mood and all...</strong>" he said seeming to get more flustered the more he spoke.<br><br>He stood there for a few more moments before raising his hands in defeat. "<strong>Bah, just remember what I said. Twas just trying to help and all.</strong>" he said before he stormed of obviously flustered to go find himself something a bit more stout to drink. This would be the first leadership change that he had witnessed with the new pack so he was curious to see how it'd be celebrated here. It wasn't too uncommon for there to be most of the youth drunk as a skunk and not a few public displays of intimacy. It's not like it was too uncommon after all in a pack to relieve tension together or to bring in new blood and new lineage at various celebrations and traditions.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>28-09-2017, 17:49:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/rlHsMKP.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Sienna "Scout" Whitecloud<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Challenge Circle<br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> Friday, September 22nd, 2017 | <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Colby | Open<br></span><hr><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">Sienna watched Colby as carefully as she dared while he seemed to work out his replies to her. Her wolf was on edge already, which left her in a precarious mood, so to some extent she agreed with his sentiments. "The scents of blood and hormones can do a great many things to many wolves," she began as she breathed in deep, her lashes lowering slightly as that same breath eased out, "some of us deal with it better than others... beasts or no." She shrugged even as she flashed him a delightfully wolfish smile. Somewhere inside the clear difference between Colby's feelings on the matter and her own amused her and she couldn't seem to help but tease him just a little. <br><br>Though even with her teasing Sienna had to resist the urge to reach out and touch the male as a form of reassurance. Stifling the urge to do what was natural to her of course only added to her own tension but her time in the city had rubbed off on her a little. Sometimes it was hard to remember that the things that had been common in her household were not so common to others, even in the same pack. Part of their family had been in the pack for generations but the other part held roots in the Aztecs and somehow the blood still held true, even when those packs were no more. <br><br>"Alex?" Sienna's brow arched at the thought of anyone being so unsure of Alex, but that was because she knew him. Knew him almost as well as her own brothers. "Alex is a good man. A good wolf. Perhaps a little young," as if she were so much older, "but he is Stephen's son in all the ways that matter." It was hard to explain, because while she felt Alex had taken his rightful place, no one could expect for everyone else to automatically assume the same. He would no doubt have to prove his mettle to some and part of her was ready to anticipate the worst. Then again, wasn't she always?<br><br>"Oh, I'd say you've got little to worry about there, cowboy!" She affected a bit of a drawl and reached out to give his shoulder a light push. "Alex will protect the pack but if you keep your, uh, cattle in line you'll be fine." Of that she could be sure. Or at least she thought so anyway. Colby's former status would not matter to Alex so long as he didn't make a nuisance of himself and that was precisely why Sienna had taken it upon herself to keep an eye out. She had been the one to draw him to the pack after all. Why shouldn't she take some of the responsibility of both ensuring that her pack, her family, was safe and of doing her best to give Colby the chance to be a part of something larger than himself, or even just his immediate family? Though, as much as she tried to draw him out there were steps the rancher needed to take himself. Perhaps this change in leadership was a good opportunity then? <br><br>Sienna glanced around quickly to note that most of the others had moved off to where Alex had reappeared and sighed softly. Stepping forward now she gave Colby a nudge with her hip indicating he should come along if he was of a mind to. "Besides pretty boy," she tilted her head and gave the impression of sizing him up, though by now the gesture should have been familiar enough for him to know she was teasing, "you should know by now that you'd have to deal with me first and I can tell you for certain that I am not the ceremonial sort..."</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SINless</strong> on <strong>28-09-2017, 21:32:44</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(https://www.nps.gov/lyjo/planyourvisit/images/rancher.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Stephen Johnson<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Challenge Circle<br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> Friday, September 22nd, 2017 | <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Bracken | Open<br></span><hr>Stephen looked at the young man in front of him. Bracken had always been a special case. Docile and very subservient. Stephen wondered if there would ever come a time where the kid would stand up for himself. "No kid, but thanks. Tonight is Alex's night. And all of yours really. I'm going to go home, have a lie down." He looked solemn for a moment "As much as i hate having gotten my ass kicked tonight, I'm kind of glad I can go to bed early, enjoy life while somebody else can do the worrying. With that he stalked off.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>quozax</strong> on <strong>29-09-2017, 04:57:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/d7/e8/54/d7e854626e15a1aa45d0496fdafa4706.png)</div>Bracken Forester<br>Location:&nbsp; Sidelines of the circle<br>Time:&nbsp; Friday, September 22nd.<br>Tagging:&nbsp; Open<br><br><hr><br>Bracken knew the older man was sick.&nbsp; Despite his sickness, the man had fought a good fight.&nbsp; He respected him for that, but couldn't help but feel sad as the winds of change hit the pack hard.&nbsp; At least his former alpha could relax now.&nbsp; Maybe part of him wanted to loose.&nbsp; He didn't know.<br><br>“Very well, my...”&nbsp; He almost said 'alpha' and had to stop himself cold.&nbsp; The man was still above him, but not his alpha anymore.&nbsp; “...um, sir.&nbsp; Have a good rest.”&nbsp; he called off as the man stormed off.<br><br>He glanced over the crowd before him, unsure of what to do now.&nbsp; It was a celebration.&nbsp; His former alpha and new alpha hinted at that.&nbsp; Perhaps he actually might try alcohol.&nbsp; It seemed like a luxury that omegas did not partake in.&nbsp; He's never tried alcohol before, and was not sure what, if anything, he should try.&nbsp; So, for the moment, he stayed to the sidelines, trying to figure out if he was needed anywhere. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Szandor</strong> on <strong>29-09-2017, 06:31:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4uEinQY1Cn4/T7Jte7dOx5I/AAAAAAAAEwM/rr-ITUFwedE/s1600/tumblr_m42ggpCxGI1qapcnno5_250.gif)</div><strong>Sheriff Heath Garrison</strong><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Bracken | Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> Sitting on his car, sidelines of the circle<br><br>Heath had watched from afar for a while, and settled on watching Stephen as he spoke to a younger member of the pack. Stephen had left, and now the kid wasn't socializing with anyone. Hm. Was he shy? Did he have no sense of self-worth? Heath hummed to himself, then stomped out his cigarette and made his way over to the kid. <br><br>"Hey." He states as he stands next to the kid. He puts another cigarette into his mouth, and lights it as he looks to the other. "Not gonna join in?" He asks. Heath was of course referring to the festivities that had followed the traditional fight, and the alcohol being consumed. Heath didn't drink alcohol anymore. It made him talk more, which in turn gave him the sickening feeling that no one really wanted to hear about his dead partner, or that he was making people feel uncomfortable. So no more alcohol, at least not in social situations. Heath looked to the kid, and offered him his cigarette pack. "Want one?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>29-09-2017, 06:53:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/0a/4d/a6/0a4da64b651b06a2bd1240c8b6f33ff9--native-american-girls-american-indian-women.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Maria Weaver&nbsp; &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=275498.msg13535112#msg13535112)</strong></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Lounge by the challenge circle<br><strong>Currently:</strong> Running after Tòmas <hr><br>She nods to her Alpha and her smile falters for a second as she looks at Tòmas retreating back.<br><br>“Ill be there if I can. Don't overdo it with the drink if you plan to swim you hear. Excuse me for a bit please.”<br><br>While her words are coming out a bit harsher than planned her eyes never stop glittering with mischief as she gives him a a little bow of respect and then she turns and jogs after Tòmas. Thankfully he is easy to catch up to and she all but nuzzles up against him and slides an arm around his. She turns those large soulful eyes on him and gives him her best smile.<br><br>“So.. you know one of these days that pretty mouth of yours will get you in trouble. But why the hasty retreat hmm? Got a secret party to go to?”<br><br>Again her words might come across as harsher than they are, Tòmas is a bit of an enigma to her. But they both share a bond of sorts, both prefer the wilderness to the city and both are more often than not gone. So she is determined to take this opportunity to get to know him better, and something inside of her has always wondered if he is lonely, if he really feels like part of the pack.<br><br>“You know, I rarely get to see you. We both spend much time away from pack, so what you say. Share a beer or so and get to know one another better? I won't be offended if you tell me to go kiss the south end of a northbound buffalo.”<br><br>Ok she may lie a little and he can probably tell from her body language, it is infernally hard to lie to another werewolf due to their sharper senses. She would be slightly offended but she would understand.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wicked Emi</strong> on <strong>29-09-2017, 07:01:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://68.media.tumblr.com/3a25373ce394eb16f11973b3ac6380de/tumblr_owp9v5GV7b1udff4qo1_400.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: script;" class="bbc_font"><br><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Gwendolyn "Gwen" Fylan<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Challenge Circle<br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> Friday, September 22nd, 2017 | <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Alex, Maria, Thomas</span><br></span><div align="center">Outfit (https://www.polyvore.com/gwen/set?id=228493790)</div><hr><br>Gwen watched Maria and Alex joke back and fourth, a small smile on her lips. Luckily it was a Friday, so she didn't have to worry about classes the next day. Meaning she had every intention to enjoy the party that would soon follow the Alex winning the brawl. Scanning the crowd, that wasn't all that big, she noticed more than half the pack was missing. Which was somewhat noticeable as the pack was on the smaller side. However, she understood why. A lot of her own students didn't really plan on coming to the fight itself. Just the after party, if they didn't have a party of their own. That was one of the few good things about living where and how they did. Anyone who lived in the pack had a lot more freedom's that were offered to them than the rest of the world. <br><br>Her eyes swung back quickly when she heard Alex speak. A few howlered and whooped at the small but meaningful speech, Gwen had to hold back her own howl and the need to party and run made her blood sing. As Maria started to joke around with Alex, a bigger smile curved her lips and she couldn't help the small giggle that came out of her as Maria hinted that Alex might want all the females to through themselves at him. They didn't really have "husbands/wives" per say. More like a mate and then playing around with the rest of the pack if one wanted too. Only few settled down and that was usually after they had a pup or two. Even then, it just meant staying home more and more. "I do not think you could handle half the women in this pact, let alone take us all on;" a glint in her eye and a twist of her lips made it come off mischievous. <br><br>Thomas walked up to Alex and spoke his peace, which Alex seemed to handle well enough. Thomas seemed to stutter over himself slightly, calling both the women a distraction before taking his leave. A coy smile lingered on her lips. "I think it would be more distracting to always want a touch; being celibate and needing. Than quickly having a tumble in the forest or in a very comfortable bed;" she cracked her own joke on the subject before giggling again.<br><br><div align="center"><strong>~*~*~*~</strong></div><br><div class="floatright">(https://content4.coedcherry.com/watch-4-beauty/161029/middle004.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: script;" class="bbc_font"><br><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Rayen Winona<br><strong>Location:</strong> Heath's police car<br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> Friday, September 22nd, 2017 | <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Heath, Braken, the group</span><br></span><div align="center">Outfit (https://www.polyvore.com/rayen/set?id=228870657)</div><hr><br>While it seemed at least half the pack went to the fight itself, Rayen wasn't one of them. No, Rayen was those weird people that loved to get into trouble...but still did her homework and managed a 3.7 gpa average. Not that many would think someone who easily flirted with trouble would be as smart as she was, but it was the only thing that Rayen kept through all the moves...through the many homes...it was school and her good grades. Now was no different. So, she went home after school and quickly did her homework. Leaving her weekend free to do the many activities that would put her in the view of one very handsome sheriff who seemed to just love being her knight on a white horse. <br><br>Once her homework was done, she went over to her closet. One of the decent things about being a who she was, even before she found out she was a werewolf, was that she was VERY comfortable in her own skin. This lead her to half of her closet beings skimpy or easily taken off. Even though she was sure many thought she was easy, she has actually only had one sexual partner in her life. The rest of it was teasing and suggestion. This evening was ever so slightly different...being that she actually decided to change into an even more revealing outfit than normal. One might only wear it to get their partner excite for a very sensual evening, Rayen slipped on a spaghetti strapped wrap dress that left very little to ones imagination. Even less when the slit from the tie up went up her thigh and almost to her panties. Putting on her favorite jewelry, freshening her make up, and putting on her favorite boots, she was ready for the party she knew would be after the fight.<br><br>What she had not expected when she made her way to the circle, was who won. She more than half expected Stephen to win. Then again....he was getting up there in age...and more accident prone. Shrugging it off, she looked around. Gwen, her teacher was in a cute little outfit that was only half surprised to see the teacher in. The woman had a decent since of style if one liked cute, covered, and a splash of sexy. That wasn't her personal style, but she had seen many of the boys in her class practically drool over the younger red head. Moving her eyes, she spotted Alex who seemed to be joking with a few of the others in that spot. Rayen hadn't really found her place in the pack yet. But that was unsurprising as many didn't like hanging around a girl who flirted with anything that had a dick.<br><br>Speaking of which, her eyes landed onto the janitor and her mister white knight. A seductive smile came to her smile as she saw Heath lightly chatting up the male and put a little pep in her step. Her hips swayed and her hair flowed slightly as the long locks were almost always down until she reached the two. Putting herself close to Heath, enough for him to not only feel her body heat, but to also see the ample bosom she offered him. "Why Heath, I would love one," she purred and her hand moved up to take a cigarette from the pack...even though they both knew she didn't really like to smoke.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>quozax</strong> on <strong>29-09-2017, 13:02:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/d7/e8/54/d7e854626e15a1aa45d0496fdafa4706.png)</div><strong>Bracken Forester</strong><br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Sidelines of the circle<br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; Friday, September 22nd.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Heath, Rayen, Open<br><br><hr><br>When Heath shouted out 'Hey.', Bracken literally jumped a fraction of an inch.&nbsp; His hands interwoven, and his head bowed in respect to whomever was talking.&nbsp; Bracken had never met the sheriff, and there he was, asking him if he was going to join in.<br><br>“Um...&nbsp; I... I've never drank anything before.&nbsp; I... I wasn't sure what to have.”&nbsp; His voice wavered in caution.&nbsp; Then Heath offered him a cigarette.&nbsp; Now, Bracken did not like smoking.&nbsp; He thought it stunk and just made you cough.&nbsp; It never even occurred to him to try one.&nbsp; He stared at the cigarette for a moment when a beautiful woman walked up saying she would take one.<br><br>Bracken didn't know Rayen at all.&nbsp; He wasn't even sure if he's seen her before.&nbsp; His head droop just a fraction more.&nbsp; After Rayen took her smoke, Bracken was faced with the dilemma of taking one or not.&nbsp; <br><br>He reached out slowly, as saying no to an offer by someone didn't seem possible for the omega.&nbsp; He looked at the cigarette, as if determining which end to put in his mouth.&nbsp; He couldn't mess this up.&nbsp; He put the thing in his mouth, unlit, and looked up at the sheriff, as if for approval.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SINless</strong> on <strong>29-09-2017, 15:45:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://vignette1.wikia.nocookie.net/camphalfbloodroleplay/images/5/50/Rick-Mora.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20110701001125)</div><strong>Location:</strong> The Challenge Circle<br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> Friday, September 22nd, 2017 | <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Gwen, Open<br><hr><br>Alex chuckled at Gwen's comment about him being unable to handle the women in the pack. "You'd be surprised. But even if you're right, what a way to die eh"&nbsp; He looked her in the eyes for a second. "But I prefer women who come voluntarily." <br><br>As Tomas left, and Gwen cracked a joke about Tomas' apparent celibacy, Alex nearly snorted. "Damn Florida, that was harsh, but also, completely true." His voice was filled with genuine respect. He offered her the bottle of Tiswin. "Maria says I can't get too drunk, so want to help a fellow follow orders?" He wasn't one to follow orders usually, something that had got him into trouble quite often. But he had to admit Maria was right. He needed his head clear, to perform the ritual more so than for the swim. He'd swam the reservoir countless times. He looked over the crowd. A few dozen souls were gathered and most of them were getting into the festive spirit. Only a handful would join him at the reservoir, most of them would just get drunk here. Still, there would likely be quite a few high school kids there. He remembered one time Sienna and him had been running around in wolf form there. They changed back and got caught out by a group of high schoolers. Luckily the kids thought they'd come accross a couple of love birds skinny dipping. <br><br>Alex looked at Gwen. "I really hope you'll join us for the ritual. It's the first ritual I'll lead as alpha, and I'd really love for you to be a part of it."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ArtemisHighmore</strong> on <strong>29-09-2017, 21:45:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m623gabXOC1qa8k91o1_500.jpg)</div>Colby Hauser<br>Location: The challenge circle<br>Date:Friday, September 22<br>Tagging: Sienna, Open<br><hr><br>Though Colby was not the type that would ever really voice the thought out loud, he was very thankful that it had been Sienna to draw him in and that she had always seemed to keep nearby,&nbsp; reassuring him when he had his doubts. Sometimes it was like she could read his thoughts, teasing him just enough to settle him down while also giving him some thoughts to dwell on when he was working the herd or out for one of his runs through the woods. Feeling her nudge, he nodded and fell into step behind her, having decided that it would be in his best interest to at least be visible at the celebration. Better to show support for the change than to accidently look like he really didn’t care.<br><br>He offered a playful wink at her once over, having grown used to the gesture and the message behind it after the various times that she had employed it. “Oh? Have that I have no doubt. I know how quiet and sneaky you can be. Why you’d probably take them from behind…”<br><br>Approaching the gathering a little closer beside Sienna, Colby sniffed at the air, his eyes shifting about curiously as he tried to get a better feel for the vibe and what was likely to transpire during the night. It was obvious, probably even to a non wolf that energies and spirits were climbing high and likely to overflow. He spotted a few drinks moving about and smirked. A drunken wolf was always amusing to him. His ear twitched when he overheard the comment about first decrees and the women. Arching a brow, he leaned over to speak lowly to Sienna. “I thought this pack didn’t really claim woman…”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Szandor</strong> on <strong>30-09-2017, 13:38:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4uEinQY1Cn4/T7Jte7dOx5I/AAAAAAAAEwM/rr-ITUFwedE/s1600/tumblr_m42ggpCxGI1qapcnno5_250.gif)</div><strong>Sheriff Heath Garrison</strong><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Rayen, Bracken | Open<br><br>Heath had opened his mouth to reassure the kid that he didn't need to actually take a cigarette, but just when he was getting used to not having to watch over anyone guess who showed up? The Sheriff looked to Rayen, and then to Bracken as the kids both demanded his attention in rather vast ways. <br><br>Heath looked to Rayen first and rolled his eyes playfully. He reached up and ruffled Rayen's hair, then held out his lighter to Bracken first. It was to the boy he spoke to. "Here. If you cough just let it out. It's an acquired thing... like riding a bike." He said. Heath glanced to Rayen, and smirked.<br><br>"Kid, <strong>you</strong> are late." He said in a stern voice. Heath's face turned serious for a moment then fell as he chuckled. The Sheriff pulled Rayen in for a side hug, hand on her hip. "But I'll resist throwing you into the cage for the night."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>30-09-2017, 19:48:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/rlHsMKP.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Sienna "Scout" Whitecloud<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Challenge Circle<br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> Friday, September 22nd, 2017 | <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Colby, Gwen, Alex | Open<br></span><hr><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">Sienna gave no response to Colby's remarks on her being sneaky or taking anyone from behind... Unless you counted the big, cheeky grin that appeared following his words. There really wasn't anything to be said that wasn't wildly inappropriate and as much as she liked to tease she did have a heart. Kinda. Never mind that Colby was one of the only wolves around who hadn't grown up thinking of her as a kid sister or just one of the boys. Sienna hadn't allowed her thoughts to stray that far and for the moment that was how things would remain as she caught sight of Gwen and Alex.<br><br>The parting comments exchanged were heard but left alone as she moved toward her friends though as Colby spoke she found herself reaching to snag his hand, her body moving slightly closer so she wouldn't have to speak too loud. "As I said before, Cowboy, it depends on the wolf..." Though he was right that typically it wasn't their way. Sienna had never had to worry about that anyhow as the few lovers she'd had were all human. She knew that one day she wanted a mate who would put her first even if they did have an open relationship, though sometimes she wondered if her packmates would ever even see her that way.<br><br>"Hey Gwen," Sienna moved up beside the pretty redhead and gave her a brief one armed hug in greeting, letting go of Colby in the process. Stepping away she smiled. "Thought I'd spotted you earlier. You congratulating our boy here?" <br><br>Her eyes were on Alex now and though part of her had wanted to greet him as she usually did, there was hesitation. She had yet to acknowledge him as alpha but it was not out of protest or challenge. Even with Stephen's defeat she did not doubt Alex or resent him but something kept her from closing the space between them to offer either a hug or her throat. She was damned if she knew what though.<br></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SINless</strong> on <strong>30-09-2017, 20:12:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://vignette1.wikia.nocookie.net/camphalfbloodroleplay/images/5/50/Rick-Mora.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20110701001125)</div><strong>Location:</strong> The Challenge Circle<br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> Friday, September 22nd, 2017 | <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Gwen, Open<br><hr>Alex decided the question for her when he pulled her in and hougged her. He touched her forehead with his lips and let them rest there for a few seconds before looking her in the eyes. "Hey, I missed you. Oh, you just missed Maria. She had the greatest idea. She suggested i should just decree all females in the pack belong to me now" He started snickering "That would go over well, wouldn't it?" He turned to Colby, and pointed to Sienna. "She'd kick my ass six ways from sunday if I tried, you know?"<br><br>He sat down, and looked at Sienna. "I wish things never had to change. I want the old man to lead the pack for another fifty years." It was clear the drink was getting to him a bit. He looked at the ground. "Stephen always knew what to do." He stood up again, and resolve shone in his eyes. "But I'm the packmaster now. And I guess that means I should start acting like one."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShinigamiWolf</strong> on <strong>30-09-2017, 21:55:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.lv3.hbo.com/assets/images/series/game-of-thrones/character/s7/tormund-1920.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tòmas Wallace<br><strong>Location:</strong> A bit away from the group<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Maria, Open<br>Tòmas was surprised when he heard Maria approach and even more so by her comment. He assumed by her sense of tradition she would have hung around the star of the night a bit more.<br><br>He raised a brow and shook his head at her comments. He looks down at her grabbing up his arm and walking arm in arm with him before speaking "<strong>Aye, maybe it's why I was always so keen at my work. I tend to put my great big foot in my mouth anytime I speak.&nbsp; And it tends to come off sounding worse than what I mean. Get a few pints in me and I'm a bit better but public speaking was never my strong suit.</strong>" he said trying to explain himself a bit.<br><br>He chuckled a bit at her proposal "<strong>Aye we could get a beer or six if you like. Just so long as you ain't a mean drunk or too much of a handful I don't see any problem. I'd think it'd be waste of a pretty face to tell yah to go kissing the buffalo, plus there would probably be a few pups around here who might get jealous and go kill the poor dumb beast outta spite.</strong>" he said laughing a bit. He pulled one of the two remaining beers from the six pack he'd brought for the fight. It was a shame it didn't last long enough to finish the entire pack.<br><br>He found a spot a bit south of the group so he could watch the fun and merriment without getting too much in trouble for his mouth. "<strong>I don't get many drinking partners 'cept for Sienna and her dah on occasion. I drank with Stephen a few times I suppose but then our job takes us out and about away from the pack all the time. Sure I take a pup every now and then out with me and show 'em the ropes, after all it'd be a cold day in hell before I see a pack member not know how to do what should come natural to us. That boy Bracken is a right piece of work, you'd think he was a sheep instead of a wolf.</strong>" he said before taking a long draw from the bottle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>01-10-2017, 05:14:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/0a/4d/a6/0a4da64b651b06a2bd1240c8b6f33ff9--native-american-girls-american-indian-women.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Maria Weaver&nbsp; &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=275498.msg13535112#msg13535112)</strong></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Not too far from the challenge circle<br><strong>Currently:</strong> Chatting with Tòmas <hr><br>Maria laughs at his comment and accepts the beer with a smile, she only takes a small sip as they sit and relax. She stretches out her legs and looks up at the sky, letting his words wander through her head as she just learned something new about him.<br><br>“Mean drunk? Nah, I never drink enough to get drunk. Tipsy, sure but never drunk. Habit from when I was in school, remember I went away for collage. So had to watch my tongue at all times, so where my friends would get smashed I well imagine what would happen if I got drunk and started talking about werewolves. And pretty face? Why thank you, sweet of you to lie.”<br><br>She nudges him with an elbow as he talks about what few drinking buddies he has and she feels sad for him, sad that he doesn't feel more comfortable with the pack. Well perhaps she can help with that.<br><br>“Bracken? Hmm, yeah he is.. I think you put it better than I ever could. Timid, but sweet. I worry about him, I do. But the histories have tales of others like him, and they all served their tribe well. So I guess we all need someone like him perhaps, to.. ground us.”<br><br>Another little sip as she leans her head against his shoulder as they watch the other pack members, an outsider might think it odd that she is so comfortable around someone she doesn't know well but he is pack. And the wolf inside of her needs that touch, needs the tactile reinforcement. Most of the time her wolf doesn't come out and play much, a lone run under the moonlight now and then is about all she does. Probably why she feels such a kinship with Tòmas.<br><br>“Solitude is, nice though. I mean, I miss the pack at times. But at the same time it feels good to be out there, alone. Sure I might not rough it as much as you do, but my wolf isn't as active. She seems content to just slumber in my head, a few times a year she wakes up and demands pups but well..”<br><br>She actually blushes and takes another longer pull from the beer, this time it is she who puts her foot in her mouth. Slowly she turns to look at him and decides to just go with it.<br><br>“I think your foot in mouth-itis is catching. You should have warned me.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShinigamiWolf</strong> on <strong>01-10-2017, 07:22:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.lv3.hbo.com/assets/images/series/game-of-thrones/character/s7/tormund-1920.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tòmas Wallace<br><strong>Location:</strong> A little ways away<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Maria, open.<br><strong>Currently:</strong> Trying to check if he's indeed being flirted with.<br>He laughed a bit, choking on a little of his beer. "<strong>Aye, that'd be a right sight. Getting a bunch of 'normies' all riled up drunk as a skunk hunting a bunch a pack of wolves and then take it to a vet to try and get it autopsied.</strong>" he said laughing a bit at the morbidity of the idea.<br><br>He coughed a bit when he got the unexpected elbow. He listened to her thoughts on the boy. He snorts "<strong>Yeah, that's what we need around here. A single sheep to protect. Well, I suppose it can't be too bad so long as he ain't left alone around strangers. I think he'd be quite easy to break if they were snooping. Maybe, I should toughen him up a bit more. I think a few rounds in the circle might get him to show off his fangs.</strong>" he said nodding.<br><br>As far as when she tried to play off her beauty he shook his head and scoffed "<strong>Aye, so you didn't see all the noses in the air sniffing your trail as you went up to the boy...I should really stop calling him that about now eh? I suppose he's at least earned his name, it's Alex right?</strong>" he said staring at the new alpha for a moment.<br><br>When she leaned on him, he paused for a minute before shrugging just a bit to roll his shoulder and slip an arm around her waist and pull her in tighter. If she was trying to get close, he'd help. He laughed a bit as she commented on how rough it was "<strong>If you call having a Jeep nearby, a beer handy when you please, and a gun strapped to your back in a sling where even if you turn wolf it won't fall off so you can track proper, roughing it then I suppose my lot is a bit rougher.</strong>" he said chuckling.<br><br>Her slip of the tongue in a manner, caused pause and a rather confused yet intrigued look. "<strong>Is that so, perhaps I exercise mine too much to really hear him. Sometimes I worry I spent too much time four legged. And, I thought you might've gotten vaccinated against any such disease. With all that learning and hanging with strangers, I'd imagine you'd have learn to get that pretty mouth of yours under control....or you asking me to try and keep it controlled.</strong>" he said before finishing the beer.<br><br>He wasn't trying to be too forwards, but he figured he give a bit of a tease back after the thoughts she tried to put in his head. It's not like he hadn't looked her way a time or three over the years, though he looked around quite a lot. Still, he didn't dip his toe in so to speak except if someone actually came onto him. His hand that had been around her waist, slipped a bit downwards and his thumb found a bit of her clothing to slip under and glide over her soft skin a bit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>quozax</strong> on <strong>01-10-2017, 17:02:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/d7/e8/54/d7e854626e15a1aa45d0496fdafa4706.png)</div><strong>Bracken Forester<br>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Sidelines of the circle<br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; Friday, September 22nd.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Heath, Rayen, Open<br><br><hr><br>As soon as Heath held out his lighter, Bracken swallowed hard and lit the cigarette.&nbsp; He didn't even suck on the end at first.&nbsp; He just held it there for a second as he was instructed he could spit out the cigarette if it cause him too many problems.&nbsp; But he did feel like one of the 'cool' guys with the thing in his mouth.<br><br>So, Bracken took a deep puff inward, figuring he might as well get over with it.&nbsp; Now, Bracken had never even been around others who smoked.&nbsp; So, he wasn't even used to breathing the stuff in.&nbsp; So, he had no preparation for the huge inhale.<br><br>Plus, he inhaled too quickly and deeply.&nbsp; He started to cough hard.&nbsp; The cigarette escaped his mouth and landed on the ground as he kept coughing.&nbsp; He imagined it tasted like licking a ash tray.&nbsp; “I'm, cough, cough, sorry!&nbsp; Cough, cough.”&nbsp; Maybe he should have taking a lot smaller puff to begin with.<br><br>It took a few seconds to stop coughing.&nbsp; At least he knew what to expect if he was asked to do it again.&nbsp; And if Heath would have asked him; he would have picked it up off the ground and continued smoking, no matter how much he coughed.&nbsp; <br><br>“I'm so sorry.”&nbsp; He bowed his head, ready for any punishment the sheriff would dish out.&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>02-10-2017, 01:22:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/0a/4d/a6/0a4da64b651b06a2bd1240c8b6f33ff9--native-american-girls-american-indian-women.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Maria Weaver&nbsp; &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=275498.msg13535112#msg13535112)</strong></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Not too far from the challenge circle<br><strong>Currently:</strong> Chatting with Tòmas<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Tòmas, open <hr><br>“Don't toughen him up too much, or rather go easy on the boy. I think he is likely to have a heart attack if you try, though it isn't a bad idea. Don't want the poor dear to be totally defenceless, you never know these days. I honestly doubt that the CIA, FBI or whatever doesn't know about our kind, lets face it we are not always the most.. hmm.. calm and collected types. So some of us are bound to have ended up in prison and fucked up there. I am afraid one day they will come for us, uff listen to me. I sound like one of those survivor type paranoid assholes.”<br><br>Her grin widens as he slips an arm around her and that only makes her nuzzle in more tightly, Maria isn't really sure herself if she is flirting or just enjoying being with a pack mate she so rarely sees. If she is honest she suspects it is a bit of column A and a bit of column B.<br><br>“Hmm? No I can't say I noticed any sniffs on my tail, and well.. he IS our Alpha and I think you should probably at least call him by name. He isn't really a boy anymore is he? Though we are all pups to you oh wise old one.”<br><br>The last said with a friendly tease, and she laughs warmly as he teases her back about being vaccinated. And he IS right, she should have better control than that, perhaps she just feels so at home with just wolves around her. Still, she needs to watch her tongue better than that.<br><br>“Hmm perhaps you should, I mean I am obviously not to be trusted with it after just a few sips of beer.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShinigamiWolf</strong> on <strong>02-10-2017, 03:39:44</strong>
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				He pauses his own teasing for a bit and looks serious "<strong>There is nothing wrong with being prepared, part of that is being aware. That is not paranoia</strong>" he said before draining the rest of the beer in his hand.<br><br>He looked over his shoulder while she snuggled up, seeing the nearest trash can and lobbed the bottle. A satisfying crash let him know he hit the mark. He nodded though at her words about Alex. "Yea, you lot have grown up nicely. It's a little hard to put the fact that most of ya'll were half my height when I first got here.[/b]" he said chuckling a bit.<br><br>He looked at her sidelong at this point and let out a mischievous grin "<strong>Though, I'd say you lot are all grown up at this point.</strong>" He took that moment to slide his thumb slowly further up under her front till most of his hand disappeared. He gave a small teasing scrape along her skin with his fingernails.<br><br>He watched and waited a bit for her to open her mouth again before he cut her off with a quick lock of the lips.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Szandor</strong> on <strong>02-10-2017, 12:42:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4uEinQY1Cn4/T7Jte7dOx5I/AAAAAAAAEwM/rr-ITUFwedE/s1600/tumblr_m42ggpCxGI1qapcnno5_250.gif)</div><strong>Sheriff Heath Garrison</strong><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Bracken<br><br>Heath chuckled at the poor kid's misfortune. He shook his head, and stepped forward to crush the cigarette into the ground. "Nothing to be sorry about, kid. Let it out. Trust me, I wasn't much better when I started." The Sheriff said.<br><br>The man yawned then, and smirked to the younger wolf. "You know, the whole 'I'm not worth anything' shtick you have going on doesn't work for you." He said, then shrugged. "All you gotta do around here to fit in is be yourself. Tell me something you like doing." Heath said, then smirked. "Something you really burn for, something that keeps you up at night."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ArtemisHighmore</strong> on <strong>04-10-2017, 05:07:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m623gabXOC1qa8k91o1_500.jpg)</div>Colby Hauser<br>Location: The challenge circle<br>Date:Friday, September 22<br>Tagging: Sienna, Gwen, Alex Open<br><hr><br>Colby had honestly been debating stepping aside and finding a beer or two when he got the sense that Sienna was leading them towards Alex. He suspected that she had been heading in that direction to congratulate him but he really wasn’t sure how any of that was supposed to go and was mildly concerned that he would make a mistake. When Sienna grab his hand, he found that he was rather caught, following her up to where Gwen and Alex stood, offering a slight nod in greeting.<br><br>Shifting his gaze between Alex and Gwen, he really wasn’t sure what he was supposed to do. Gwen was someone he didn’t bump into all that much though she did always have a way of catching his eye. He blamed it on the red hair personally. Alex was again an unknown to him, especially given the new position of power. Drawn from his thoughts by Alex’s voice, he caught the point and the comment about Sienna beating him up and offered a slight chuckle. He was quite certain that would be true. <br><br>Reaching up to adjust his hat slightly, he shot another glance at Gwen before turning to Alex. “Well I suppose congratulations are in order? I confess, as I did to Sienna recently, that I am truly befuddled by all of this. Pack hierarchy was never much of an influence when I was younger…” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>04-10-2017, 23:40:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/0a/4d/a6/0a4da64b651b06a2bd1240c8b6f33ff9--native-american-girls-american-indian-women.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Maria Weaver&nbsp; &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=275498.msg13535112#msg13535112)</strong></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Not too far from the challenge circle<br><strong>Currently:</strong> Chatting with Tòmas<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Tòmas, open <hr><br>She chuckles at his comment about they where all so young when he arrived, he isn't that much older than her. With his hand slowly roaming up her leg pulling the dress higher with it her wolf slowly seem to waken inside of her head. Just enough to contently smack her lips and crack open a sleepy eye, or at least that is how Maria likes to imagine it.<br><br>Briefly she looks around, it strikes her how young they are. Mid twenties to high 30s most, the older members will probably come around later to pay their respects to the Alpha after the pups have finished playing. But that is not her headache, let her new Alpha sort all that out. She has full confidence in him, if nothing else he just needs to smile and half the pack will probably swoon.. if not more.<br><br>“Oh shus...”<br><br>She gets interrupted as he leans down and plants his big bushy face against hers and his lips finds their target in a rapidly deepening kiss. Maria lets her lips part and her tongue dart out to swipe playfully across his before she all but spits out one of the hairs from his beard. Men! Why do they have to be scruffy with their fur.. no beard.. shesh wolf! Mentally she pushes the wolf back down into her head as her four legged sister comes padding up the mental corridor to poke at what is going on.<br><br>When they break apart she looks up at him with a slight flustered blush on her cheek, her right hand reaches up to cup his face tenderly while gazing deeply into his eyes. It has been quite a while for her, many months so she finds her heart already racing. She so has missed pack, sure there are many a cute tourist that come visit that love to flirt with her she never dare follow up on that. No, pack is better, pack is safe.<br><br>“Beast.”<br><br>She grumbles deeply before leaning in to kiss him in return, her lips brushing against his with just a feather-light touch as her hand still rests on his cheek. Thumb brushing through the beard enjoying the feel of the thick hairs parting against her skin.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShinigamiWolf</strong> on <strong>05-10-2017, 05:37:43</strong>
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				He enjoyed the kiss for the time it was, letting her tongue toy at his own and stayed still as she pulled away. He couldn't help but laugh when she called him a beast. He had heard all that and worst in his life.<br><br>He let his hand slip up under her dress to her ass and squeezed lightly. His other hand found it's way up and under soon after, his lip parting and kissing her more deeply before he scooped up under her lifted albeit a bit awkwardly. He stood up and with a bit of pulling and adjusting, he carefully sat back down again with her up in his lap.<br><br>He pulled away from the kiss to go for her neck, biting gently before pulling it into a gentle kiss. "<strong>I can show you far worse behavior I assure you...</strong>" he said in a playful growling like voice as he pulled away from her neck.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wicked Emi</strong> on <strong>06-10-2017, 09:40:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://68.media.tumblr.com/3a25373ce394eb16f11973b3ac6380de/tumblr_owp9v5GV7b1udff4qo1_400.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: script;" class="bbc_font"><br><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Gwendolyn "Gwen" Fylan<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Challenge Circle<br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> Friday, September 22nd, 2017 | <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Alex, Sienna, Colby</span><br></span><div align="center">Outfit (https://www.polyvore.com/gwen/set?id=228493790)</div><hr><br>Gwen blinked at her new alpha for a moment and her eyes went down to the bottle....was she crazy....or was he flirting with her? Gwen was never good at telling when someone flirted with her. It was one of the big reasons why she only had two ex's her entire life...and one of them was her best friends bother! Just has her mind went to the mischief woman, who she learned many amazing bad habits that lead many to wonder about her role as a teacher, she brought the harsh liqueur to her lips and took a sip. One of the VERY few good things about being from a southern background....was moonshine. The smooth yet almost toxic "hair on chest" kinda liqueur, meant you could drink almost anything...and it not kill you. Even she sputtered a cough or two, scrunched her nose. "I think Maria might be right...I think you are trying to kill people!" She coughed a chuckle and took another sip before giving it back to him.<br><br>Years with her best friend meant she built up a tolerance to alcohol. Unluckily, heavy hard liqueur still got her pretty good and her skin started to feel like it was on fire. As the bottle hit his hand, Sienna came offer and hugged her. A beaming smile that reached her eyes came to her face and she hugged the girl back. Sienna, for her, was much more then a close best friend. The two could be seen as sisters. "Oh hi!" She chuckled and let the girl debate on how to great her other close friend.<br><br>Her eyes went to Colby and she raised an eyebrow. She didn't know much about him, but, her eyes didn't bother hiding the fact she looked him from head to boot, and back up again. The pack culture, and the werewolves themselves, didn't really believe in "one mate until death". Which meant, she could easily go from one male to the next without too much repercussion. She watched as the male looked at Alex cautiously and spoke a bit of his mind.<br><br><div align="center"><strong>~*~*~*~</strong></div><br><div class="floatright">(https://content4.coedcherry.com/watch-4-beauty/161029/middle004.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: script;" class="bbc_font"><br><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Rayen Winona<br><strong>Location:</strong> Heath's police car<br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> Friday, September 22nd, 2017 | <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Heath, Braken, the group</span><br></span><div align="center">Outfit (https://www.polyvore.com/rayen/set?id=228870657)</div><hr><br>Heath pulled her into a side hug, her skin felt hot as his hand slid and stayed momentarily on her hip. A small but temptingly evil smirk came to her lips. "Kid? Cage, why Heath, you only have to ask if you want me locked up;" she couldn't help but flutter those long eyelashes and put on a sweet innocent face as she tried to flirt with the older man.<br><br>He had been her favorite person to flirt with since she had come to the pack and learned who she was. Or at least, something that made her feel even the tiniest bit less of a freak. Since then, Heath had been there...he was also the first face she saw when she was to join the pack. He picked her up in his police car and drove her from Eugene to the pack. Plus, he was her type. Older, dominate, and it helped that he saved her ass more than she had fingers on her hands. Her thoughts were interrupted by the other male there. It took only seconds for her to place him. "Hey, you're the janitor!" She said a little more loudly than she meant to.<br><br>The male was an Omega, bottom of the food chain. She tilted her head slightly, he looked almost like a lost lamb that had stumbled into a wolfs dean. And as he almost shivered and shook, she felt her wolf almost start sniffing. Taking a somewhat deep inhale, she could almost smell the testosterone in the air from the fight. Scent's of Alex and Stephan were pungent, almost choking her nose with their scents. Then there was Heath's, very familiar and inviting. Even turning the flecks in her eyes golden for a moment. Lastly, there's was Braken's. Sweet and almost innocent, it sent a shiver up her spine and thoughts of just how much he could take of her flirting. "Hello little wolf," she purred huskily and looked at him, "don't be so scared. Heath and I don't bite....well....at least I won't unless you ask." A wolfish grin came to her face as she watched him sputter and caugh.<br><br>"Like Heath said, no worries. Not everyone smokes, and it's so bad for you;" she gave an almost pointed look at Heath.<br><br>As he tried to help the Omega slightly, offering him advise and trying to see what he was into. The wolfish smile deepened on her face and she tilted her head slightly so she could see his face. "Mmmm, I have many passion's Heath. Just ask, I will show you a few of them;" her eyes glittered with amusement for a second before she looked back at Braken, "seriously though. Take a clean deep big breath. The pack has many different types of people and I'm sure you just need to find the people you get on with the most. You will fit in, in no time."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>quozax</strong> on <strong>07-10-2017, 04:29:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/d7/e8/54/d7e854626e15a1aa45d0496fdafa4706.png)</div><strong>Bracken Forester<br>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Sidelines of the circle<br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; Friday, September 22nd.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Heath, Rayen, Open<br><br><hr><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Heath pulled her into a side hug, her skin felt hot as his hand slid and stayed momentarily on her hip. A small but temptingly evil smirk came to her lips. "Kid? Cage, why Heath, you only have to ask if you want me locked up;" she couldn't help but flutter those long eyelashes and put on a sweet innocent face as she tried to flirt with the older man.<br><br>Heath chuckled at the poor kid's misfortune. He shook his head, and stepped forward to crush the cigarette into the ground. "Nothing to be sorry about, kid. Let it out. Trust me, I wasn't much better when I started." The Sheriff said.&nbsp; </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Bracken nodded as he finally stopped coughing.&nbsp; He was glad the man did not make hims take any more puffs.&nbsp; &nbsp;I was obvious he was not used to this type of attention.&nbsp; He tried not to stare at the beautiful woman in front of him.&nbsp; He considered himself bottom of the heap, so his eyes stayed mostly on the ground.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">He had been her favorite person to flirt with since she had come to the pack and learned who she was. Or at least, something that made her feel even the tiniest bit less of a freak. Since then, Heath had been there...he was also the first face she saw when she was to join the pack. He picked her up in his police car and drove her from Eugene to the pack. Plus, he was her type. Older, dominate, and it helped that he saved her ass more than she had fingers on her hands. Her thoughts were interrupted by the other male there. It took only seconds for her to place him. "Hey, you're the janitor!" She said a little more loudly than she meant to.<br><br>The male was an Omega, bottom of the food chain. She tilted her head slightly, he looked almost like a lost lamb that had stumbled into a wolfs dean. And as he almost shivered and shook, she felt her wolf almost start sniffing. Taking a somewhat deep inhale, she could almost smell the testosterone in the air from the fight. Scent's of Alex and Stephan were pungent, almost choking her nose with their scents. Then there was Heath's, very familiar and inviting. Even turning the flecks in her eyes golden for a moment. Lastly, there's was Braken's. Sweet and almost innocent, it sent a shiver up her spine and thoughts of just how much he could take of her flirting. "Hello little wolf," she purred huskily and looked at him, "don't be so scared. Heath and I don't bite....well....at least I won't unless you ask." A wolfish grin came to her face as she watched him sputter and caugh.<br><br>"Like Heath said, no worries. Not everyone smokes, and it's so bad for you;" she gave an almost pointed look at Heath.<br><br>As he tried to help the Omega slightly, offering him advise and trying to see what he was into. The wolfish smile deepened on her face and she tilted her head slightly so she could see his face. "Mmmm, I have many passion's Heath. Just ask, I will show you a few of them;" her eyes glittered with amusement for a second before she looked back at Braken, "seriously though. Take a clean deep big breath. The pack has many different types of people and I'm sure you just need to find the people you get on with the most. You will fit in, in no time." <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Bracken stuttered “Um... um... um...&nbsp; Yeah.&nbsp; I'm the janitor.&nbsp; He could not remember seeing her before, but his head was almost always down when cleaning and there were many students and faculty at the school.&nbsp; <br><br>Then Rayen started to flirt, even calling him 'little wolf'.&nbsp; At least it was better than most of the names he had been called in his life.&nbsp; He wasn't even sure hot to take the don't bite comment.&nbsp; She seemed very kind; which he was not used to from his other pack.&nbsp; This pack was much better than his old one.<br><br>His heat was pounding hard.&nbsp; He was worried that he would say something wrong&nbsp; And, God, her face was beautiful.&nbsp; It was better than watching the morning sunrise.&nbsp; His mind was sent back on track with her teasing comments.&nbsp; He took his deep breath as instructed.&nbsp; It would be nice to fit in somewhere and not just be told what to dd.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The man yawned then, and smirked to the younger wolf. "You know, the whole 'I'm not worth anything' shtick you have going on doesn't work for you." He said, then shrugged. "All you gotta do around here to fit in is be yourself. Tell me something you like doing." Heath said, then smirked. "Something you really burn for, something that keeps you up at night." </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Did Heath just hint that he was worth something?&nbsp; He's been told his entire life that he was there to serve others.&nbsp; He was even sure how to 'be yourself', as Heath put it.&nbsp; <br><br>So, when he asked what he burned for.&nbsp; He left an awkward silence.&nbsp; He suddenly felt a little two-dimensional, like he had no depth.&nbsp; “I... I don't know.”&nbsp; He had done whatever anybody else had asked for so long, he didn't have a solid goal.<br><br>“What do you burn for and what keeps you up at night?”&nbsp; He figured, if he understood what the sheriff wanted, maybe he could come up with a better answer.&nbsp; “Y...You can answer if you want as well miss.”&nbsp; <br><br>It should be pointed out that Bracken did not know Rayen's name, and that's why he called her miss.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>08-10-2017, 04:32:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/0a/4d/a6/0a4da64b651b06a2bd1240c8b6f33ff9--native-american-girls-american-indian-women.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Maria Weaver&nbsp; &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=275498.msg13535112#msg13535112)</strong></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Not too far from the challenge circle<br><strong>Currently:</strong> Chatting with Tòmas<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Tòmas, open <hr><br>Her eyes widens when his hand slides up to squeeze her ass, but before she can say anything he is lifting her up and with some difficulty as she isn't helping due to giggling to much he has her positioned so that she is sitting in his lap. As his lips finds her neck she reaches up to brush her long hair away so he won't choke on it, she wishes that has never happened but she remembers a short lived little romance that ended up poorly as he ended up with a mouthful of hair. And somehow that was her fault. MEN!<br><br>“Oh you can eh? And what type of behavior would that be? Running naked around the place with a sausage between your bums?”<br><br>Her eyes are sparkling with mischief as she reaches up with a hand and teases his beard slowly, using the digits to brush it out while her eyes never leaves his. She pauses to lean in to kiss his adorably cute nose as it pokes out of the forest of beard and mustache. Then she lays her head down on his shoulder and lets out a soft little sigh while her mind conjures up the image of him doing said run. At the thought of running her wolf perks up again, this time she isn't so easily pushed down. Maria's scent slowly shifts to a deeper more musky scent, when she lifts her head back up her eyes are slowly shifting to the yellow eyes of her sister wolf. A playful little nip at his lips with her own follows before she runs her hands slowly along his chest.<br><br>“Or.. did you have something else in mind?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>08-10-2017, 06:21:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/rlHsMKP.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Sienna "Scout" Whitecloud<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Challenge Circle<br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> Friday, September 22nd, 2017 <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Colby, Gwen, Alex | Open<br></span><hr><span style="font-family: Georgia;" class="bbc_font">Something inside of Sienna eased when Alex took it upon himself to drag her into a hug. That odd feeling did not dissipate entirely but for the moment she was settled enough that her body fell into old familiar patterns without conscious thought. She wrapped her arms around Alex and even allowed herself a squeeze in the moment she took to breathe in his scent, reassuring herself--both the woman and the wolf--that he was indeed alright. Even with the less than brutal nature of the challenge her wolf had been spoiling for blood. But not his. Never his.<br><br>"Of course you missed me," she replied with a bit more cheek than she truly felt, though she ducked her head as she moved back. She would have liked another moment to simply enjoy the touch of her packmate but ever the stubborn one she moved to stand beside Gwen because she was always wary of liking things too much or letting others know precisely what she needed or wanted. He papa had called her silly often because of that very trait.<br><br>The mention of Maria's suggestion, while she knew it to be a joke, her wolf seemed to perk slightly with a new curiosity. Sienna only snorted however. "Oh no. I wouldn't kick your ass at all. I wouldn't have to. I'd just pop popcorn and sell tickets to the shit storm you'd cause trying to bite off more than you could chew." She laughed. There would be plenty of females lining up for his attention within the hour alone, there really was no need to make it worse.<br><br>The more serious note Alex offered was acknowledged with a nod. There would be time for them to talk about it more if he wished to, Luna knew she had things jumbling around in the back of her mind, but for the moment she was content to hold her tongue and allow for Colby to speak up. It was as good a first step as any and well, not being blind she was aware of the looks being exchanged as well. It was more than tempting to play wing woman as she'd done for her brother back when but instead she merely held her grin in check and wondered if Gwen was going to pounce one of them before the night was through.<br><br>"So what's the plan for tonight? How do you plan to commemorate this evening?" She asked glancing between one of the few females on her short list, her oldest fried, and her newest. She was far too wound up and needed to find a safe outlet before her wolf decided for her. Then again...</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SINless</strong> on <strong>08-10-2017, 13:59:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://vignette1.wikia.nocookie.net/camphalfbloodroleplay/images/5/50/Rick-Mora.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20110701001125)</div><strong>Location:</strong> The Challenge Circle<br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> Friday, September 22nd, 2017 <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Gwen, colby, Sienna /Open<br><hr>Alex looked at Colby. "Don't worry about it. You're new to this, and I'm sure Sienna here will help you adjust. Besides.." He shrugged. "At the end of the day it just means I'm in charge of keeping the pack together and protecting our traditions. Just follow the rules as you have been so far, and everything will be fine. The difference is that now it's me, not Stephen coming to kick your ass if you screw up" The last bit was said with a bit of a chuckle, but his eyes betrayed that it was not all said in jest.<br><br>He looked over to Sienna and Gwen. "As I've said to the beautiful lady over here, I'm planning on doing the vision ritual tonight. I hoped you would join me, both of you." He said indicating the two women in front of him. Then turned his gaze on Colby "You can come, if you think you can handle it. We'll be heading down to the reservoir, where I and those who want to follow will drink the spirits' nectar. And then we will get visions which will help guide us through the coming time." He looked back at Gwen. "It's an ancient tradition within both our pack, and the Chinook people that many of us come from, so I'd be honored if all of you would join me. Or at least come to the reservoir to observe the ritual.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ArtemisHighmore</strong> on <strong>09-10-2017, 06:07:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m623gabXOC1qa8k91o1_500.jpg)</div>Colby Hauser<br>Location: The challenge circle<br>Date:Friday, September 22<br>Tagging: Sienna, Gwen, Alex Open<br><hr><br>Were his senses deceiving him or did Gwen give him a slow, once over? Surely his mind was playing tricks on him as that seemed quite out of sorts for her, at least given the little that he knew about her. But then again he could only imagine what might be going through the wolves that were present. There did seem to be something curious in the air that had him feeling a tingling along the spine, a slight hint that his wolf was eager to be out and free. It almost wanted to make him excuse himself to go running off into the woods.<br><br>Alex’s words cut into his thoughts and he caught the glint of the eye. Not that he really needed the warning but he could understand where it was coming from. Better to set the ground rules publicly then to just assume everyone knew how things were going to go in the future. It was one of those things that still seemed to cause a slight bit of inner conflict within him. He liked the idea of the pack, the community, the presence of people that understood the dual nature of their existence. But then again he often found a mild urge to buck authority, to fix his bike and ride off into the wild once more. <br><br>His gaze wandered towards Sienna, curious about her plans for the night despite the fact that she had just asked Alex. He supposed it was the lingering attachment he had from her bringing him in. He often sought her out in these social situations, not really knowing what else to do. When Alex offered for him to come along, he nodded, unsure if he was allowed to say no or how it might look if he did so. He supposed it was better to go along, show support, though the vision thing seemed like a bunch of mumbo jumbo to him. “Well if that is the plan then I am in…”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShinigamiWolf</strong> on <strong>09-10-2017, 06:56:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.lv3.hbo.com/assets/images/series/game-of-thrones/character/s7/tormund-1920.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tòmas Wallace<br><strong>Location:</strong> A little ways away<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Maria, open.<br><br>He laughed a bit at her statement, pulling him a bit out of his element at that moment. "<strong>Nay, I save that for holidays. Can't do it often or you'll make people think you're a loon on top of being a ghost.</strong>" he said laughing heartily.<br><br>His face softened as she teased and toyed with his face and beard but his face scrunched up a bit as she kissed his nose making him looking probably a little foolish to anyone looking. Her head came to rest on his shoulder, a hand sliding from under her dress to run slowly up her back. His nose catching the hints of her more musky scent. His eyes meeting her own, the color draining from them slowly turning to a steel grey in color. He stared at her with a knowing glare, her scent, their playfulness stirring emotions and offering some physical responses in turn. He wetted his lips as he stared deep into her eyes "<strong>We could go for a good run, just you and I...though, I'd have a feeling that would turn into something more akin to what your wolf has been asking for.</strong>" he said pulling her forwards into his lap to let her notice and feel the changes she was causing in him.<br><br>It's not like he avoided being intimate or social with the pack or anyone else for that matter. It's just that he merely passed people by most of the time and half kept to himself. He wasn't trying to hide from anyone or the like, he just saw people doing what they wanted and hanging out with everyone and he didn't want to interrupt. It was a bit weird for him at times being a few good years older then the younger of the pack while still being a good few years younger himself than the older lot. Still when one came to tease him, drink with him, or even celebrate...when he saw the chance like now well he... did what he was doing now. He pressed his mouth up to her ear, practically growling out the words to her "<strong>Though, I suppose lass that all depends on how much running you plan to do or just how easily tied you can become.</strong>" he said teasingly, eagerly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Szandor</strong> on <strong>09-10-2017, 10:57:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4uEinQY1Cn4/T7Jte7dOx5I/AAAAAAAAEwM/rr-ITUFwedE/s1600/tumblr_m42ggpCxGI1qapcnno5_250.gif)</div><strong>Sheriff Heath Garrison</strong><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Bracken, Rayen, Open<br><br>Heath rolled his eyes when Rayen was shamelessly flirting with him. He couldn't help a little smile though. Heath hardly ever gave anyone the image of him fully grinning, but a smile meant a lot too. He looked to Rayen, and took in a deep breath. "Bet you'd like it if I locked you up, huh?" He asked. It made him feel a little odd, having a girl so much younger than him flirt so openly and abruptly with him; but it also made him feel good. It made him feel like he was still attractive, like he still <em>had it.</em><br><br>The Sheriff looked to Bracken as well, and watched him cough and cough. He watched the Omega fluster like a child talking to a crush on the playground when Rayen spoke to him. She spoke like that to anyone with the right parts, Heath knew that. He wasn't jealous, perse... but he did feel protective. The Sheriff contained it to just a puff of the chest, and looked to Bracken when the Omega put the question he had asked back onto him.<br><br>"Well, I like driving." Heath said. He put his arm around Rayen's shoulders. "And I like pulling this little delinquent into line, because I like to think she could be the Mayor someday. Or a lawyer... something that involves arguing against the law." He teased Rayen, then looked to her and winked playfully. He looked back to Bracken and tilted his head. "Come on, nothing is too stupid to mention. Tell me what you like to do. If you had nothing to do right now, if you were just sitting at home bored out of your skull; what would you start doing?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>10-10-2017, 04:40:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://retrieverman.files.wordpress.com/2012/06/black-wolf-dominant.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Maria Weaver&nbsp; &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=275498.msg13535112#msg13535112)</strong></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Not too far from the challenge circle<br><strong>Currently:</strong> Chatting with Tòmas<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Tòmas, open <hr><br>Maria grins at his words and the reaction his body is having, she may be a bit more prudish than her fellow wolves but she is still a wolf. And right now her wolf is demanding to be let out, not only to be able to meet her new Alpha but also to run! To run, to chase something and perhaps more.<br><br>“Hmm how tired I get? Are you challenging me?”<br><br>Her mouth opens and she gives him a playful bite on the earlobe before sliding off his lap, her eyes now fully that of her wolf. Sure she can fight her sister back down into the back of her head but right now a run sounds good, to throw her head back and howl out her joy at being alive. So her hands reach up to start unzipping the dress, her eyes never leaving him as the fine native dress slowly slides down over her body exposing the simple bra hugging her full breasts. Further down the dress goes to pool at her feet revealing the cute little black panties, with a teasing grin Maria turns around as she picks up the dress and wiggles her behind for him. It isn't that unusual to see a little pile of clothes here and there during days like this so she isn't worried about them, it isn't supposed to rain so leaving them out will be fine.<br><br>She kicks her shoes off and neatly plucks her jewellery off, pulling the feathers out of her hair takes a little longer but soon they are laying on her neatly folded up dress. She takes a long deep breath to fill her lungs with the cool air before unhooking the bra and placing it on the clothes, she smirks as she hooks her thumbs into the underwear and pulls the panties down revealing the tuft of hair between her legs.<br><br>“Got a destination in mind for a good run?”<br><br>While many of the tribe can change with little pain Maria is different, it has always been painful for her unless the moon is just right. So her offer to go for a run with him is quite generous, she closes her eyes and calls her sister. Slowly the wolf takes a paw in front of the other inside of her head, then another, and soon the sleek creature is dashing up from the depths Maria likes to imagine exists inside of her. She has spoken to her pack members about it, and it seems they all see their wolf as different things. Perhaps it is because Maria always sees her wolf as a separate entity that it is so hard for her to change, and not just a separate entity but one that is far from her.<br><br>“Just.. remember don't touch me until I am done.”<br><br>Her voice is deeper, more gravelly. Even in human form he can probably smell a bit of fear coming from her, then her wolf slams into her mind and the change starts. A loud crack as her legs break is heard and she falls down on all four, she keeps her eyes closed as more bones break and start to shift inside of her. The bones doesn't bother her, it hurts yes but not as much as if she had broken them in an accident. What she hates is when her organs fail, one by one. Her fur slowly pushes out from her skin as the hands change into paws, the tail seem to melt out of her at the same time as she throws her head back and lets out a long tortured scream. Emptying her lungs just as they too shut down, for a few terrifying seconds her heart stops beating. Long enough for the heart to grow in size then with a mighty beat it kicks back in and her body stops shivering on the ground, gone is the woman and in her place the wolf gets up on all four and shakes herself furiously. Her black fur makes her hard to see in the dim light for a human, but any of her kin will have little difficulty in finding her with their much sharper senses. Large soulful eyes look up at him as she lowers her chest down and wags her tail in what can only be described as an adorable invitation to come play. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShinigamiWolf</strong> on <strong>11-10-2017, 08:05:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/iWEgb.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tòmas Wallace<br><strong>Location:</strong> A little ways away<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Maria, open.<br><strong>Currently:</strong> Wait...what?!?!?!<br><br>Tòmas felt her posture change as her demeanor became more that of her wolf. He tensed slightly when he got a playful bite on the ear and watched as she suddenly got up from his lap. He started to stand up and give chase, to bring her body close again but when she began undressing, he paused. He licked his lips as he watched the dress get unzipped and drop to the ground. She did look quite lovely, so it was surprising how her typical demeanor around others was. She'd easily snag up the attention of the other wolves of the tribe.<br><br>He stood up, his hands going to the buttons of his clothes and making quick work to remove the shirt. He was pale, paler than most of the other guys around despite the amount of fresh air he got. Then again, he wasn't one to show much skin unless it was for good reason like this. He started to step forwards to grab her tight and pull her against his chest but he heard her words and remembered her particular issues. It seemed his words had rang true in a manner he hadn't intended, wanting to let her run free...something most didn't do enough.<br><br>He hooked his thumbs under his belt and undid his pants enough to easily slip free. She was far neater than he was, at least when it came to how they'd shift. Unburdening his wolf was as far as he normally went, then he'd simply shift and leave the clothes as they fell. It's not like having them folded helped him get dressed again any easier or keep them any cleaner in the ways it mattered. He watched, immersed in her transformation. When she beckoned him, he cocked his head a bit before shaking it. "<strong>Aye, fine...let's give it a good run to the edge of the lands...maybe we'll give the rest of the pack a good show at the lake to give the new pack leader a reason to no dally during the ritual.</strong>" he said as his hand unzipped his pants.<br><br>He reached a hand into his boxer briefs to comfortably pull his half swollen member free before pulling his jeans and boxer briefs down enough to start transforming. He dropped to his knees as his head tilted back, a low growl issuing forth as the wolf began to emerge and take over. His breath grew ragged as bones twisted and turned to grow into their proper size and position. Body hair grew longer and denser before blooming fully into fur. His neck elongated, his head twitched as his jaw elongated and pulled at the skin till his transformation was complete. He stepped out of his jeans as his tail bloomed forth from his backside and he shook his whole body to get the stiffness from a transformation out of his muscles.<br><br>He stared at her, licking his muzzle as he stood before her a bit thicker and larger than the average for his wolf's type. His sheath was hanging low and permeating his arousal as he stared at her. He let out a bark before stepped up and against her, biting at her tail to push her to run.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedPhoenix</strong> on <strong>11-10-2017, 22:00:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/VwmwHeL.jpg)</div> <strong>Name:</strong> Sinopa Johnson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=275498.msg13593668#msg13593668)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Challenge Circle<br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> Friday, September 22nd, 2017 <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Alex | Open<br><hr><br>"Well I hope you're proud of yourself." The words cut through the air like a cold wind, the tone indicating that young Alex should not, definitely not, feel proud of himself.<br><br>His adoptive step-mother stood there, arms crossed, behind him. She'd popped up without any warning she was coming, as she was notorious for doing, and was obviously not in a good mood at all. She'd spent the last hour or so tending to her husband. As usual the old rancher had insisted he was fine, and worse had insisted on talking about how proud he was of his son. That talk, more than anything else, was the reason Sinopa had to leave his side. <br><br>She had always wanted to be thought of as the young man's mother, even though she was a bit too young for the job and not his actual mother, and now the full brunt of maternal anger and disappointment was being brought to bear on young Alex. "Your father won't stop talking about how proud he is." She said, as if that was ridiculous. "Proud that you picked on an injured man when he was sick." She shook her head. "I suppose that's the thanks he gets for all he did for you." <br><br>She glanced around at the other gathered wolves. "And what do you all look so happy about?" She challenged them. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Szandor</strong> on <strong>12-10-2017, 03:46:29</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Sheriff Heath Garrison<br><strong>Location:</strong> Sidelines of the Challenge Circle<br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> Friday, September 22nd, 2017<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Sinopa, Alex, Rayen, Bracken, Open<br><hr><div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4uEinQY1Cn4/T7Jte7dOx5I/AAAAAAAAEwM/rr-ITUFwedE/s1600/tumblr_m42ggpCxGI1qapcnno5_250.gif)</div><br>Heath stopped his banter between the two younger ones when he heard that familiar voice. Ah no. He knew something like this would happen. Someone would get hurt, emotionally if not physically, and try to look like the big bad wolf to disguise it. Heath took his arm from Rayen, and signaled for her to stay there. He looked to Bracken, then nodded. He knew the kid would stay there, he obviously didn't like confrontation.<br><br>For now, the Sheriff simply watched, but he did so with his right foot forward, and if he were in wolf form his ears would be perked up, tail horizontal. He didn't want anything bad to happen on this day, especially since it was a day both Alex and Stephen wanted. There was no bad blood between the two, but he knew damn well there was between Stephen's wife and the entire situation. He huffed to announce his presence near her. She asked what everyone was so happy about.<br><br>"Mrs Johnson," Heath said, hands up in submission to her by habit, not mockery. "I know you're hurt by this, but your husband here would not have agreed to this if he hadn't of seen the consequences of both options. Either he won or he lost, and he's lost. Ain't nothing to be done now. Just be happy for Alex." He said, then swallowed hard.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>15-10-2017, 02:52:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://retrieverman.files.wordpress.com/2012/06/black-wolf-dominant.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Maria Weaver&nbsp; &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=275498.msg13535112#msg13535112)</strong></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Not too far from the challenge circle<br><strong>Currently:</strong> Getting ready for a run with Tòmas<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Tòmas, open <hr><br>She watches in silence as he changes too, in this form she cannot really say anything though her human part would love to crack a wise ass comment when he pulls his underwear down. The wolf just wags her tail happily until his shift is complete and he nips at her bushy tail in answer to her playful invite to play. His musky scent fills her sensitive nose and it is full of the promise of a good run and with more than a little lust.<br><br>The wolf throws her head back and lets out a long howl, calling out to all her pack. It has been too long since she has greeted her pack and while the wolf wants desperately to meet her new Alpha a sniff in the air reveals the tension hanging over them. And right now she needs to run, her human has already greeted the human part of the Alpha, she will wait until he is in wolf form and she can greet him as is proper. For some reason the human part of her has left her with an image of all the females lined up with their rumps presented to the alpha, inviting him to breed them all. It is a very strange image but she has never understood the bipedal part of herself.<br><br>So deciding to leave all those strange things to her other half the wolf snaps her teeth playfully at the other wolf before her before dashing off, muscles stretches out and her claws dig into the ground. She isn't running full tilt, not yet, just teasing the larger male for now. Watching him, seizing him up, for now, run later? Well later is later.<br><br>“WOOF!”<br><br>Playfully she lets out a bark and her paws tear up the grass as she puts all four down to stop herself before she changes direction to nip playfully at his neck. Sharp fangs snapping shut close to him, playfully, clearly not showing any aggression. Just enjoying running, playing, being with her kin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>quozax</strong> on <strong>15-10-2017, 03:24:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/d7/e8/54/d7e854626e15a1aa45d0496fdafa4706.png)</div><strong>Bracken Forester<br>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Sidelines of the circle<br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; Friday, September 22nd.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Heath, Rayen, Open<br><br><hr>It felt nice to have Heath talk to him like his opinion mattered.&nbsp; He didn't get that much in his old pack, and hadn't really tried to fit in since joining the new one.&nbsp; Only Stephen seemed to treat him like an individual before this.&nbsp; <br><br>His mind wavered on the question that Heath asked him.&nbsp; He was so used to doing things for others, that he wasn't sure of what he, himself liked to do.&nbsp; But then the thought popped in his head.&nbsp; <br><br>But before he could answer or even wait on Rayen's response, conflict seemed to brew in the distance.&nbsp; Sinopa spoke her mind. He respected her, and despite connecting with her husband, he never got a chance to connect with her.&nbsp; Sometimes life if like that.<br><br>She did not seem happy with the fact that her husband lost when he was sick.&nbsp; Bracken didn't know if the former alpha would have won or not if he was not sick.&nbsp; That was not his role.&nbsp; His role was to follow the alpha, and that meant, currently, following Alex.&nbsp; Bracken stepped back a step, putting the sheriff between him and Sinopa.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>23-10-2017, 18:26:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/rlHsMKP.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Sienna "Scout" Whitecloud<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Challenge Circle<br><strong>Date|Time:</strong> Friday, September 22nd, 2017 <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Colby, Gwen, Alex--&gt; Open<br></span><hr><span style="font-family: Georgia;" class="bbc_font">Sienna opened her mouth to respond to Alex's invite, seemingly eager to get to anything more than simply standing around, but paused as her hackles began to rise. A shiver went up her spine into her scalp, leaving behind prickling flesh in its wake, and for a moment her dark chocolate gaze began to brighten as if they would soon spill over to the pale pale green of her wolf. Only those closest to her would notice the slight change in her demeanor but as open as she had been to her friends just a moment ago, Sienna seemed to instantly close herself off. Her shoulders straightened and her relaxed and happy demeanor melts away under the rise of her wolf's attention. Something had certainly set off the bitch in her.<br><br><em>"Well I hope you're proud of yourself."</em><br><br>The tone sliced through the air and no matter what Alex might have felt, Sienna could only see it as an attack. Turning she shifted herself slightly, not so much standing in front of Alex as merely showing she was more than willing to do so if it came to it. <br><br><em>"Your father won't stop talking about how proud he is. Proud that you picked on an injured man when he was sick. I suppose that's the thanks he gets for all he did for you." </em><br><br>Sinopa. Once upon a time Sienna had looked upon the woman with a measure of respect, giving the female her due as one of a higher rank. However, Sinopa's own tendencies had gone a long way toward undercutting that. Respect and admiration had given way to tension. To the point that Sienna could scarcely stand to be in the same vicinity as the other woman. Still, she had minded herself and took to avoidance in the name of peace because the woman was Alex's step mother and she'd had no wish to complicated her friend's life. Unfortunately she was having a hard time reminding herself of that particular point at the moment. <br><br>The tang of blood in her mouth was sharp and sudden, sharper than the sting of her teeth setting into the tip in effort to hold it but it was enough.<br><br>Barely.<br><br><em>"And what do you all look so happy about?"</em><br><br>Sienna's chin dropped slightly and even without any changes occurring it was obvious it was her wolf that peered out at Sinopa. She smiled the too but only a fool would mistake it for any sort of true amiability. In fact, it might well have been taken as more a baring of teeth. Still, she knew better than to get carried away. The Sheriff's intervention was perfect, his words and the howl ringing out in the background enough of a distraction to allow for Sienna to simply reach out and touch Alex gently in an unspoken message--she needed to go.<br><br>"Later," she said softly for those nearest her before extracting herself from the situation and turning her back on Sinopa. <br><br>She had to resist the urge to look back or roll her shoulders as her muscles all but knotted. She knew her reaction was somewhat exaggerated due to her already agitated state. She needed to run. Now.<br><br>A soft rising whistle came to her as Sienna moved away, the second note lifting eerily. Her brother. Micah. Sienna shook her head, telling him to stay away. She didn't need or want his help. She could manage just fine. Except her body felt too hot, too cramped. Stifled. Her walk picked up into a sudden lope, her two legs more than enough to carry her further away with long, easy strides. She was still upright, still in control, but as Sienna and her wolf were so intertwined it was easy to note the supernatural grace with which she moved. It only increased, as did her pace, when she caught the scent of musk and fur and instinct sent her curiously after her packmates still dressed in her hoodie and cutoffs.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pack IC: New beginnings </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ShinigamiWolf</strong> on <strong>24-10-2017, 07:32:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/iWEgb.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tòmas Wallace<br><strong>Location:</strong> A little ways away<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Maria, open.<br><strong>Currently:</strong> A good run<br><br><hr><br>He watched her curiously, she seemed distracted for a moment before her muscles tensed and she turned to attempt to give him a nip. It was enough to cause him to jump back a bit in reflex before she took off. He licked his muzzle as he lowered his head and began to give chase.<br><br>He followed her as closely as she would allow him, following her scent, her tail whipping about playfully in front of him. His ears twitched as she let out a bark and he jerked to a stop as she dug in and rounded on him. Again, the bite causing him to jump back. Her body language showed no anger, no true attempt to hurt him or chase him. He shook his head and jerked his body so when his feet touched the ground, he lunged forwards and slapped a paw down on her muzzle making sure not to let his weight or his claws slice into her.<br><br>He jumped back once again as soon as he made contact and began circling around her slowly, lowering his head once again and licking his chops. She smelled wonderful and bit of exercise only made it more fun to chase. He let out a bark once again and lunged forwards attempting to plow into her side if she didn't move and get running again.
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