Phoenix pack

[AroaraAngelwolf]

In this pack your wolf (Werewolf that is) was once an outcast of other packs. This is or can be a semi romantic rp. Plot consists of the Beta (played by me) running in to his old pack again among lone wolves attacking, werelions, among other were creatures some monsters and so forth.

 

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Your wolf didn’t like their pack (or was thrown out) it is your wolf, come up with your own history. (But please, do not copy mine unless you are making my request one..))

 

Race info:

Werewolves age slowly, one year for every ten once they hit Changing (or Shifting) point (15-16 area can have late or early bloomers by two years difference) Thus the middle aged wolves look in their early twenties.

 

They have heightened strength, and scenes, as well as fast healing (a broken bone takes a month to heal instead of several)

 

In most packs rank is given by birth, others one is appointed by the higher rank (normally Alpha) and children are trained from birth….but there are the rare few packs that are the monsters people think Werewolves are, once a kid Changes they are thrown in to a place called “the ring” and have to fight others who have Shifted in order to deem their rank. These wolves are often trained before hitting the Ring by their parents.

 

Wolf sizes of alpha are typically 6’ tall at shoulder in wolf form, betas are between 6' and 5’5” other wolves are smaller then 5’5”.

 

Wolves don’t have to be with other wolves; can play a human if you wish. This is a small rp but multiple characters allowed.

 

 

Ranks:

 

Alpha male: Esko (Esko)

Alpha female: Reyne ( Dorchadas)

 

Beta Male: Fenrir (Aroara)

Beta female: Jennibelle (Lady_Lunevis)

 

Pack: (fighter, Tracker, guard) ((reminder, All are trained in these areas, these are just their specialty))

 

Faelias- tracker ( Dorchadas)

 

Cecille - fighter (Lady_Lunevis)

 

Crimson- guard (DarknessDragon197)

 

Jax- medic (Dotz)

 

Pups: (younger then 18)

 

((there will be no omega, this isent that kind of pack!))

 

Sheets:

 

Username: 
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Preferred weapons: (outside of wolf form! no guns)
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Edited June 8, 2015 by AroaraAngelwolf

[AroaraAngelwolf]

Accepted Sheets: (you dont have to use a color)

 

Username: Aroara

Name: Fenrir

Age: 19 (looks older though.. from his history)

Gender: male

Rank: Beta

Preferred weapons: quarter staff, throwing knives and Two handed long sword

Looks: Fenrir has silver gray eyes, is 6'5" tall fit build He is 5'3" tall at the sholder in this form, but has really big paws.

History:Fenrir (who had no name and was called Pup) used to be an orphan, his parents both where an omega of his pack and where somehow killed when he was four. He lived with an old elder until a freak accident triggered an early change in him when he turned 6, so the Alpha said, ‘If he can change he can fight for his place’, and threw him in the ring. The older wolves tore him to shreds leaving him scarred and mute. The Alpha let him heal up before sending him off into the wild, The Alpha of this pack found him and took him in.

 

Since then he has been training hard and doing his best to make him proud and looking for the girl who gave him the red scarf he always has on.

 

Personality: He is quiet, and takes orders without hesitation, but when it comes to those he loves, and pups he is extremely protective of them.

Other: He writes to talk, always wearies a long read scarf with the letter J embroidered on it and he has this tattoo on his right inner fore arm.

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Username: Esko_the_Wolf

Name: Esko

Age: looks about 25

Gender: Male

Rank: Alpha Male

Preferred weapons: A huge sythe that looks like it is made of ice, though it is not. He also has a few small dagger because hey, he might need 'em.

Looks: 6' in wolf form, patterns of my avatar Looks like this in human form, though slightly older, stands at 6'8"

History: Once, long ago, he was the firstborn son of two alphas. He was prized and trained hard, his father's pride and joy. He was thought to be happy with his life.

 

However, he was anything but that. He hated when his father mistreated the pack and acted like a king, ruling the pack with an iron fist. One day, while his pack was being attacked by outsiders, his mother was slain, and he could not take any more. So, he bolted, never coming back. He met with a bunch of Outcasts, those who also ran from their packs, and with them, he established a new pack; Pheonix Pack.

 

One day, he had be going on with buisness like usual. However, while he was walking, he found a poor werewolf wandering in the woods, with many scars and a scarf. He took the poor pup in, raising him and training him under his paw. He treats the one like his own biological son.

 

Personality: he is stern, showing his Alpha side most of the time. He is not hesitant to punish troublemakers, and can handle the weight of leading the pack. However, he has a fatherly side, such as when he took Fenrir in. He is willing to lead the pack anywhere, as long as it is better for them in the long run. He knows when to joke and when to be serious, and will not tolerate anybody breaking the rules.

Other: I thought Esko would be a great match for Alpha :3 Say, would Esko be the Alpha of one of those monsterous packs?

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Username: Dorchadas

Name: Faelias

Age: 27, looks about 19 (Late bloomer)

Gender: Male

Rank: Pack tracker

Preferred weapons: Rapier, Bow

Looks: Faelias is 6'3" and thin, with long blond hair and piercing ice blue eyes ( like this but with different eyes). In wolf form, his coat is brown and yellowish tan, and he is about 5'11".

History: At birth, he was considered to be weak by his parents and they abandoned him. He would have died if not for the kindness of a maidservant to a wealthy human household. She found him and brought him to the master of the house, begging him to take the boy in. After much coaxing, he agreed. Over the years, he was fully accepted as a son and his family grew to love him as their own. However, once he had his first transformation at 17, he was cast out as an abomination. He curses his birth, wishing to be a normal human, and prefers to stay in human form. After his banishment, he found and joined the Phoenix pack. They are the only wolves he's comfortable with.

Personality: Unsure, just gonna rp it if possible

Other: none

 

Username: Dorchadas

Name: Reyne Strider

Age: 24

Gender: Female

Rank: Alpha female

Preferred weapons: Dual hatchets

Looks: Like this, but generally wears brown leather pants, coat, and midriff top.

History: Reyne was happy in her previous pack. There was a family bond, plenty of food, and a general sense of contentment. But when she was 18, there was a bloody uprising, and the clan practically tore itself apart. She left to avoid killing her fellow pack members, and then found Esko and helped him to form the Phoenix pack.

Personality: Very much a tomboy, and very energetic. She's bold and fearless, willing to take almost any challenge. She's quite tender and motherly, however, and keeps a soft spot for her pack.

Other: nada

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Username: Lady_Lunevis

Name: Jenibelle

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Rank: Beta Female

Preferred weapons: (outside of wolf form! no guns) Small daggers

Looks: she's 4'11" omg // white wolf with slight grey underlinings.

History: Born as the beloved daughter of a Beta, Jenibelle had a well-versed childhood and shared strong bonds with both her parents and the rest of her pack. She enjoyed playing with a pup from the neighbouring pack and enjoyed listening to his stories, dreaming of the wide world that lay out there. Two years into their friendship, he suddenly disappeared, and she was left alone with memories and stories she had yet to share.

Promised to the beta of the neighbouring pack, she didn't disagree with his cruel ways and action-before-words morale. The stress eventually got to her, and as soon as she turned eighteen she left her parents a tearful goodbye and ran from the Beta.

Personality: Jenibelle is gentle and knowledgeable, if not a bit gullible from being mostly sheltered her entire life. She would prefer not to have to fight, and is obedient and dreamy. She rly likes her parents too like qurl calm down they're fine i promise, and overall is just a kind, caring individual. Her one flaw is that she hates confrontation and avoids fights, thus making her liable to even lie to avoid having to face the ugly truth.

Other: She collects stories and has a exceptionally good memory for her favourite ones.

 

 

Username: Lady_Lunevis

Name: Cecille

Age: 20

Gender: Female

Rank: Fighter

Preferred weapons: (outside of wolf form! no guns) spear, knuckles.

Looks: she's 5'4" as a human goodbye // has a tawny coloured coat with darker layers.

History: Orphaned almost immediately at birth, Cecille fought her way through her old pack to survive. Due to her rather harsh upbringing, she never formed any close relationships and, when the pack fell upon some rough times, she simply slipped away during the night.

Personality: To her, the entire world is a joke. Even in dangerous situations, Cecille refuses to take anything seriously and will probably be laughing even on her deathbed. She hides behind smiles and jokes, and has control over her more negative emotions. She doesn't really have any important morals or sense of self, and instead of placing goals she just goes with the flow. If the world was to end, she'd sit there and burn with it.

she also can be a bit of a rebel so just, feel free to smack her anytime smh

Other: She's extremely socially awkward. Like, extremely. And the premise of peaceful relationships is all new to her so ayeee

 

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Username: DarknessDragon197

Name: Crimson

Age: 22

Gender: Female

Rank: Guard

Preferred weapons: Two medium sized daggers and a sword.

Looks: In human form Crimson is about 5'2 in height with brown eyes that contain a red tint in them from time to time based on her mood. She has silky black hair that reaches her lower back, exceeding no further, which compliments her well framed face and slender, hourglass built body rather well.

In wolf form, Crimson's fur is solid black with the exception of her tail tip and ears, those of which are white in color. Her height and eye color still remain the same in this state.

History: In her previous pack, Crimson had a good life starting out. Her mother and farther were loyal subordinates to their alpha, from this they trained her to be an excellent fighter and a worthy protector so she could one day serve an excellent cause for her pack and alpha. It was then when Crimson grew older when things began to change.

Over the course of time the beta male was growing power hungry, wanting to be alpha no matter what it took, even if it ment by killing. Soon the beta challenged the alpha for his position, the result of the bloody fight was the loss of the pack's alpha, leaving the beta to take the role. Their new alpha was a horrendous leader, he would attack others to enforce his position, hoard most of the pack's hunting kills to himself leaving little to none for the others and he didn't care much for the well being of others, only of himself.

Crimson having been fed up of her new alpha and the new living conditions, fled her pack and sought a better life elsewhere. From there it was when she joined the Phoenix Pack, a pack that she felt much welcomed in and suit her rather well.

Personality: Crimson is a loyal, kind being. She cares much about her pack mates and will protect them with her life, even at the risk of her own. Overall she's calm and open minded and rather laid back about things. Often she doesn't let things get to her but will take her alpha's words to heart and won't forget them.

Other: Due to past trainings Crimson carries a few scars along her back and sides

 

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sername: Dotzrus

Name: Jax

Age: 24

Gender: Male

Rank: Healer/Medic/Medcine Wolf/Herbalist/etc.

Preferred weapons: Every medicine can be a poison in the right dosage.

Looks:human, standing at 6'0". In Werewolf form Jax has the same color eyes and hair color, around 5'6" to the shoulder.

History: Jax was less banished from his pack and more... the rest died. He was the medic for a very powerful pack until a disease spread out. In the push to make the cure, he had to run some tests. Unfortunately he tested the only working cure on himself unknowingly. He quickly found this out when the rest of the pack died around him, leaving him to wander in the guilt that he couldn't save those he cared for.

Personality: Jax doesn't strive for attention. He usually spends his time alone, working on medical things to keep those around him alive. He refuses to give up, and sometimes is driven to the edge even when the situation is hopeless.

Other: He has a German accent.

 

These characters are out of play!

 

Edited June 8, 2015 by AroaraAngelwolf

[Esko]

Cool beans!

 

Username: Esko_the_Wolf

Name: Esko

Age: 25 ((that cool?))

Gender: Male

Rank: Alpha Male

Preferred weapons: A huge sythe that looks like it is made of ice, though it is not. He also has a few small dagger because hey, he might need 'em.

Looks: 6' in wolf form, patterns of my avatar Looks like this in human form, though slightly older, stands at 6'8"

History: Once, long ago, he was the firstborn son of two alphas. He was prized and trained hard, his father's pride and joy. He was thought to be happy with his life.

 

However, he was anything but that. He hated when his father mistreated the pack and acted like a king, ruling the pack with an iron fist. One day, while his pack was being attacked by outsiders, his mother was slain, and he could not take any more. So, he bolted, never coming back. He met with a bunch of Outcasts, those who also ran from their packs, and with them, he established a new pack; Pheonix Pack.

 

One day, he had be going on with buisness like usual. However, while he was walking, he found a poor werewolf wandering in the woods, with many scars and a scarf. He took the poor pup in, raising him and training him under his paw. He treats the one like his own biological son.

 

Personality: he is stern, showing his Alpha side most of the time. He is not hesitant to punish troublemakers, and can handle the weight of leading the pack. However, he has a fatherly side, such as when he took Fenrir in. He is willing to lead the pack anywhere, as long as it is better for them in the long run. He knows when to joke and when to be serious, and will not tolerate anybody breaking the rules.

Other: I thought Esko would be a great match for Alpha :3 Say, would Esko be the Alpha of one of those monsterous packs?

Edited March 28, 2015 by Esko_the_Wolf

[Dorchadas]

Username: Dorchadas

Name: Faelias

Age: 27, looks about 19 (Late bloomer)

Gender: Male

Rank: Pack tracker

Preferred weapons: Rapier, Bow

Looks: Faelias is 6'3" and thin, with long blond hair and piercing ice blue eyes (Like this with different eyes). In wolf form, his coat is brown and yellowish tan, and he is about 5'11".

History: At birth, he was considered to be weak by his parents and they abandoned him. He would have died if not for the kindness of a maidservant to a wealthy human household. She found him and brought him to the master of the house, begging him to take the boy in. After much coaxing, he agreed. Over the years, he was fully accepted as a son and his family grew to love him as their own. However, once he had his first transformation at 17, he was cast out as an abomination. He curses his birth, wishing to be a normal human, and prefers to stay in human form. After his banishment, he found and joined the Phoenix pack. They are the only wolves he's comfortable with.

Personality: Unsure, just gonna rp it if possible

Other: none

[AroaraAngelwolf]

(Accepted))

 

Fenrir stood in his attached bathroom in the large two story mansion with a complete basement and a pool out back. The large house was attached by a two mile long driveway -paved in smooth river rock stones and ended with a cast iron gate- to a paved country road that ran through a small town and all was surrounded by forest that went of for several miles, with seemingly no end in sight. This was a safe place. The Phoenix Estates was run by him and Alpha. Where they got the money for this place was anyone's guess, but Fenrir was the cook, cleaner, and librarian of the house, self appointed.

 

 

His sad cold grey-silver eyes looked at himself in the full length mirror against the baby blue painted wall. He was shirtless, the strong body of a man with a harsh early life showed. His chest and belly had scars from training. On his hips had long white marks like a wolf dug its claws in his hips to drag him back. His back was a maze of gashes, thick and thin criss crossing each other, white lines on sun kissed skin. His tattoo was dark, his name under the wolf, it made it easier to "tell" people his name without writing it all the time.

 

But...... what Fenrir was really looking at, was the scar that made him mute. Just looking at the pinkish skin that ran in a jagged upside down childish drawing of a pine tree, that stretched from three inches below his jawline, down to his chest.

 

Looking at this mark made him want to cry again. He wanted to be a history professor, photographic memory gave him the ability to absorb anything he read, and remember everything about it.... a dream lost now with his inability to speak with passion and fire, not with some robotic voice.

 

With a heavy sigh, he slipped on his dark green button up shirt, did up the buttons and wrapped around his neck, the red scarf, tattered and warn after thirteen years of constant ware... and often he'd sleep with it on or beside him, it and the quarter staff being the only reminders of his old pack.

 

He headed down stairs with a spiral notebook and pen in hand, another familiar accessory of his. He had dozens in his room, all filled with one sided conversations that were with other people who didn't know ASL, or if he does the signs to fast.... which is in almost every conversation.

 

He headed to the kitchen, and got out a pan, a broiling pan, eggs and bacon.... ham onions mushrooms and spices, to start making omelets for the pack of hungry wolves... that always seem to be hungry.

 

He got the table set and started broiling the bacon, the smell drifting through the house, full of wolves with sharp noses... they'll follow the scent down stairs soon.

Edited March 28, 2015 by AroaraAngelwolf

[Dorchadas]

Fae opened his eyes, noting the not quite fully bright room, and flopped back onto the bed. "It is WAY too early. Nope, not waking up." He paused and sniffed the air. Was that... bacon? He jumped up, getting dressed in a black silk shirt, black pants, a black coat with silver trim, and deep red knee high boots, just for a bit of flash.

 

He snuck down the stairs and into the kitchen. Silence was his specialty. He crept over, than darted in and snatched a piece of bacon. "Hey, Fen," he said, signed out of respect. "What's up?"

[AroaraAngelwolf]

Fenrir smacked his hand to slowly, the thief getting away with a piece of bacon. He huffed and pointed to a white board, on which he'd written:

 

Breakfast: omelets with your choice of toppings, and bacon. Can choose pancakes over omelet..... I'm making chocolate chip ones for me....

 

He flipped the omelet, and his pancake before writing in his notebook.

 

Pancakes... one almost stuck to the ceiling. How did you sleep? I had nightmares. Again. I swear they are getting worse. I would wake up screaming if I could. The thing is, I hardly remember it, all I felt where ghost pains on my neck. Flashy boots you have there...

 

He grinned at the older wolf before turning back to breakfast.

[Dorchadas]

He huffed. "Some people just don't appreciate fashion. This outfit is impeccable." He grinned. "I'll have an omelette, with ham and onions."

 

He sat and looked over at him, serious for a change. "You should write it down, right after you wake up. Maybe we can figure this out and help you with it better when we know what they are."

 

((Are we gonna have an OOC, and would you or Esko mind me claiming betaF?))

Edited March 29, 2015 by Dorchadas

[AroaraAngelwolf]

((Sorry spot taken.. added two more members! Look at accepted sheets, and there's another coming remember, Esko is alpha, but it's my form.. if you can keep track of characters, go ahead and make another, but pm me it so this thing isn't full of sheets...))

 

Fenrir nodded and started making the omelet and set it on the table before writing. Tried, didn't work.. never could remember... except for when I was young. Red isn't my color, I like green. No word about my scarf, it's special... now please, no talking about my dreams, they bother me.

[Esko]

((Time for me to FINALLY make my first post))

 

Esko groggily opened his eyes. He did not usually become this lazy. He was Alpha, for heavens sake! However, he just flipped over and tried entering himself into dreamland once again.

 

Until he smelled the bacon.

 

His eyes snapped open faster then you could say 'I', and he rushed downstairs in his robe and slippers, seeing Fenrir and Fae down in the kitchens. Well good morning, you two! How did you sleep? He asked cheerfully, being in a rather good mood today. Probably because of the bacon

[Lady_Lunevis]

(( he LLO i am here nice to meet you all!! ))

 

The chirping of early morning birds was what woke her, but Cecille never got out of bed unless A) the world was ending (and even then it was a maybe), or B ) there was food. It wasn't long until she caught the scent of something delicious coming from the kitchen, and the girl lazily dragged herself from a warm cocoon of blankets with a loud groan.

 

She looked around, blinking bright yellow eyes. Ah, yes, the door. Exactly what stood in her way. Just as she was about to fling the thing open and demand to be fed at once, she remembered her . . . undressed state.

Well. Looking around, she gathered up her clothes from yesterday--a delicate white blouse accompanied by a small, dark brown jacket lined with gold and skinny jeans. Good enough--it wasn't as if she had a mountain for a closet, anyways. Shuffling into clothes and grabbing a tie from the desk nearby, she slipped on black boots and was in the process of whipping long black hair up into a heavy ponytail just as she entered the kitchen.

 

"Morning," she yawned, fumbling with the pony. "One day," she grimaced, "I'm going to cut this all off. All of it, I swear."

 

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It was almost like a scene straight out of her favourite fairytale. The princess running towards a grand mansion, accompanied by birds chirping and the sun shining. And then . . .

Right. Jenibelle gripped her bag tighter, gulping. She had no idea what lay beyond those walls, but it had to be better than whatever she left behind. Her hair was streaked with mud, flowing around her face and nearly blinding her in the process. Her clothes, usually immaculate, were scratched and dirty from her rather wild escapee in the middle of the night.

"You can do it," she whispered to herself, encouraging her trembling legs on as she ran away from everything. Getting closer . . .

Edited March 29, 2015 by Lady_Lunevis

[AroaraAngelwolf]

((Alpha female spot open if you like to take that Dorch, and. I'll work on that occ))

 

Fenrir pointed at the board once more as more members joined him.. He hated re-writing things out. No he didn't sleep well, to sho that he shook his head and continued making breakfast. Man these wolves wouldn't get up in the morning it it wasn't for him. He pointed to the coffee maker and waved to everyone on the universal question of whether anyone wanted coffee. Then wrote Drinks? on the board as he set omelets and pancakes and other things on the table for his pack, making sure Alpha had his respective place at the head of the long table.

 

He laughed silently and wrote, You always say that Ceci before shaking his head and sitting down to enjoy his breakfast.

 

((Edit. See first post for link to OCC))

Edited March 29, 2015 by AroaraAngelwolf

[Dorchadas]

((I'd actually meant to say alphaF from the beginning. Whoops.))

 

"We don't have to talk about your dreams. Completely up to you." Noting the new arrivals, he snatched away the plate of bacon, holding it away from everyone else. "Nope! This bacon is claimed!"

[Lady_Lunevis]

"One day," the addressed female grumbled, finally making a messy but tameable loop through thick black hair. "Coffee," she then said, just about to head back to eating when . . .

"Please," she said, flushing slightly as she remembered manners. Right. Stupid things. She grabbed at the table, intending to swipe some bacon, but . . .

"You can't claim a plate!" she said, yellow eyes aflame. No, not the bacon . . . Cecille folded her arms, glaring at the other.

 

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Jenibelle finally reached the door, and the lavender-haired female took a few quick breaths in before raising trembling fingers and knocking on the door, softly. She half hoped no one would hear, that she'd forget this silly adventure and go back, but then she remembered the injustice and willed herself to be strong.

Edited March 29, 2015 by Lady_Lunevis

[AroaraAngelwolf]

Fenrir took the plate away and gave him his omelet with several slices of bacon on it and set Ceci's coffee down in front of her, slightly upset that he can't eat right away, when he heard a knock. He imitated the sound on the table and pointed to the front of the home indicating that one of them should answer it, considering he was busy with breakfast.

[Dorchadas]

Fae jumped over the table and headed towards the door. "I'll get it!" He walks over, humming under his breath. He opens it and looks out. "Well aren't you a pleasant surprise. Hearing a handsome guy like me was here, you just couldn't help yourself, huh?"

 

Reyne rolled over, trying to continue to sleep through the racket everyone was making.

 

It wasn't working.

 

She got up, pulling on her usual clothes. "I'm gonna kick yer a**es when I get down there!"

[Esko]

Esko walked over. Well I need food as well. May I please have some breakfast, my dear Fenrir? He asked, being in an unusually happy mood this morning.

 

He looked upstairs. I will not tolerate you trying to beat up your own pack. I might have to punish you for it.

[Lady_Lunevis]

Cecille murmured a small 'thank you' in return, sipping at the drink.

 

~

 

Jenibelle jumped, staring at the male before her. What? Large blue eyes blinked once, twice, thrice . . .

"I-I beg your pardon?" she asked softly. "I--no--I didn't know--" She flushed, unsure what to do in this situation. "I just need a place to stay," she finally decided to tell the male. "Is this . . . is this your house?" She took a peek at the interior, marveling at such a gorgeous setup.

[Dorchadas]

He smiled. "Well I live here, but it's not mine per se. The only part that's actually mine is my room, and you're welcome to stay there if you'd like." He winks, shooting her a cocky half grin. "C'mon in, meet the folks."

 

Reyne comes down the stairs and nips at Esko playfully. "Didn't realize you wanted a beating so early in the morning. Happy to oblige, though. Punish my foot." She smiles. "Fen, honey, make me some pancakes please?"

[AroaraAngelwolf]

Fenrir sighed heavily and nodded making a large omelet and two pancakes for Alpha and made sure Alpha Fae (female alpha term) had a hot cup of Joe when she came down just how she likes it and made her pancakes. He then went to smack Fae on the head and properly invite the girl in when he saw her through the large bay front window and froze, just out of sight of her. He knew that hair... that voice, although more grown up.. couldn't be mistaken....... He was white faced and as still as a statue. It was her.. Jenni he called her. He didn't know what to do, run and scoop her up in a hug, break down and cry.... drag Fae by his long *** hair outside and sock him for hitting on the girl he searched for twelve long years....

 

Instead he just stood there frozen agape at his Jenni coming here of all places.

Edited March 29, 2015 by AroaraAngelwolf

[Lady_Lunevis]

Cecille looked around. Everyone was preoccupied, so . . .

She took the plate of bacon. And she ate it. All of it.

 

~

 

Jenibelle blinked, smiling nervously at the other. Well, he didn't seem all that bad . . . she gave a small laugh at his words and nodded. "Thank you." With that, she stepped inside and looked around--the mansion was amazing!

She wondered just how many people lived here. As the fair-haired male lead her inside, she caught sight of many figures mulling around a large dining table. Nervously, she raised a hand up to flatten her less-than-presentable hair and sucked in a breath, hoping they were friendly. "H-hello," she greeted nervously, looking around. Hmm . . . there was a girl with piercing yellow eyes stuffing her face with bacon in the corner, and two others standing together with what would be regal posture had they not been bickering casually. And . . .

She blinked at the strange man who was staring at her almost mechanically. "Are you alright?" she asked, obviously concerned at how he seemed to have blanched upon her entering. Flushing, she gave a small, nervous smile. "I didn't interrupt anything, did I?" A small tilt of the head. "My name is Jenibelle, nice to meet you."

[XiraCaster]

Crimson woke up with a grunt, not wanting to get up just yet though the smell of food was telling her otherwise. Sighing she got up and got dressed, changing into a T-shirt and jeans that suited her well and then brushed her hair out to make herself look at least presentable. As she made her way downstairs she cursed herself seeing as everyone was already up. 'Really need to work on getting up sooner...' With that she at least kept herself in a good mood. "Good morning everyone." Crimson announced as she made her way down to the dining area, giving a kind nod to the female that entered the mansion before taking her seat amongst the others.

[Dorchadas]

Fae looked over at Fenrir and noticed his blank stare. "What's wrong, Fen? Jealous? I got first dibs, mkay?" He grinned. "Don't worry, there are plenty of fish in the sea."

 

Hmmm... I had thought I smelled bacon... She looked over and saw Cecille eating the last piece. "Oh. Nuh-uh. That is NOT gonna fly. Bacon is sacred in this house, and you know that." She sat and ate her pancakes dejectedly. "Back me up, Esko."

[Esko]

He had started tearing up his omlet when he heard the Alpha Fae ask for backup. Fine. We understand you all are hungry, but eating the whole damn plate is not very nice. A lot of us were looking forward to that bacon. Especially your own Alpha.

[Lady_Lunevis]

Jenibelle was slightly unnerved. To say the least, these people were . . . interesting. She straightened up when the female who entered nodded at her, Jenibelle giving a quick, polite smile in return.

 

~

 

Cecille finished off the last piece slowly, acknowledging the two before her with illuminated eyes. Slowly, she dipped her head ever so slightly. "Sorry," she said, voice monotone with her classic smile upon her lips. Then, the girl threw her head back casually. "Next time, I'll stay off the bacon. It's only so good until it begins to feel too greasy."