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Raven | Beta Female | 23 | M: Everyone in living room Raven finished up before heading towards the cabin. Today was that peace thing that Kari had come up with and she needed a change of clothes. There was going to be loners for certain and maybe other pack wolves. Well, they hoped there wouldn't be other pack wolves. She wondered if that loner that had been hanging around would be there. They would know by the garlic smell. . .maybe. She got inside before spotting Thomas and Tori in the living room. Slipping by them, she headed up to her room before getting out a new pair of jeans and her favorite blue hoodie. Her black one was a bit muddy so she put it in the hamper.
Now for her hair. It looked like she had just gotten out of bed. She took a short shower and once her hair had gotten that greasy look taken care of, she put on her jeans, a t-shirt and her hoodie. Combing her hair, she gave up trying to straighten it..again..before putting it up in a ponytail. Snagging her necklace again, she tucked it under her sweatshirt before looking around. She could tell she was missing something but she couldn't figure out what it was. Oh! She rifled through her jewlrey box, not that there was much in it, and pulled out her bracelet. She slipped it on before sighing, time to go down and meet for the peace treaty. As beta, she had to be present with Kari.
She finally headed down to the living room where she found Tori half frozen under the gaze of a visitor. Although....Raven eyed the man, he looked familiar even though Raven knew she had never seen him before. How odd. And the way he was acting around Tori was even more odd. Raven walked in, knowing Kari had it under control and sat down in a chair across from the male. Kari looked a bit tense but that was expected, she herself was wary of the newcomer but forced herself to look relaxed. The only thing that could be seen as wary was her sharp stare on him. She didn't know what question alpha had asked but she would wait for the answer. And then figure out what to ask. She gave him a smile that didn't reach her eyes before looking over to Tori with an eyebrow raised in an unspoken question. Are you okay? |
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Rose Black - wanderer/new comer - 19 - f Rose was mildly aware of the female moving around sticks. She wasn't sure why but she felt calm even with this stranger. Of course deep down she knew why but in this foggy phase it was a rabbit hole of a thought that bubbled into her mind and drifted off just as fast as it had came. She felt herself being moved over and things continued to stay fuzzy as the ground began moving around her. Thats odd, I've never seen the ground move before. She thought dumbly. Her mind drifted off back to the day before. How everything changed so quickly in a matter of seconds. She hadn't even realized she'd killed her previous beta until people were freaking out all around her. The beta had deserved it thought. She had caught him beating his kids and then he had the audacity to say they needed it. A 5 and 6 year old don't need beaten to death, especially over stealing food when they were being starved. When she had seen this she had blacked out and came to in a haze of rage. She has seen the alphas preparing to take her put and thats when she ran. She knew details were missing, big details. It was clear the alphas had known what the beta male had been doing. But why didn't they punish him. She snapped back out of her mind when the smell of other wolves was getting closer and let out a distressed whine. That's all she could do though, she knew she was lucky she was even still breathing now. |
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Tori O'Connor | Hunter | Mentions: Everyone in the livingroom. Just the feeling of Grayson putting his hand on her shoulder brought back waves of anger that she thought she had buried months ago. A low growl left her frame though it stopped short when Kari spoke up. Her eyes glanced over to Raven, her inner rage burning within her hues as she skillfully was able to twist out from under Grayson's hand and moved to the other available seat with her computer. The smug smile that filled Grayson's features when Raven smiled at him before he turned his attention over to Ikaris raising an eyebrow, had Tori's skin crawling and she wanted to disappear from the room to change and burn the clothes where he had touched her. After the day when she caught him cheating on her, Tori refused to ever let the man place a hand on her. She didn't want his slime to rub off on her and he had only seemed to have gotten a kick at lying directly to her face. Never had the man been truthful with her and it was taking every last inch of control that she had, to keep herself from shifting and attacking him. Her eyes drifted between Kari and Grayson. Grayson seemed to have an ability to somehow get people to like him at first though it was easy to see the monster beneath the facade once he was backed into a corner. The memory flashed in front of her eyes and she quickly closed her computer folding her arms around her torso as Carson rested a hand on her head. She didn't need to lose control now. This was important...she couldn't make things even messier, well she shouldn't. ---- Grayson Pranch | Visitor | Mentions: Everyone in the livingroom. A chuckle left Grayson when Tori made her escape from under his hand as he moved his gaze over to the alpha. "I am surprised that Tori hasn't said anything about me. I mean you would think she would have said something about her ex-fiance." Grayson stood with his words and moved over to Kari, making note of the height difference between the two and offered his hand in greeting. "I am Grayson. Pleasure to meet you Ikaris." His gaze moved over to Raven before he continued, "And who might you be?" His curiosity, a mixture of being polite and seeing how much information he could gather to use to his advantage. He slowly moved his gaze over to Tori watching the waves of rage coursing through her actions especially as she moved to stand after his mentioning of their previous relationship, only to be stopped by Carson seeming to push her back into her seat. He loved seeing how easily he could get her to lose her temper even after spending time away from each other. This will be easier than I thought. He finally turned his attention back to Ikaris letting his hands move to rest in his pockets. "I know Tori's father and step mother would have loved to come and visit themselves but do send their regards." |
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Luna S. Bartley | Werewolf | Female | 19 | Hunter | M: Rose, Carson Luna trotted down the trail dotted with pebbles and sticks, pulling the injured female behind her. She kept quiet, listening to the wind blow the leaves and the birds tweeting above. Luna breathed calmly, her heart beating fairly fast. Half of it was because of trotting but the other half was the fear of the female dying behind her. What would Kari say? Would he blame her or accept the female? They were getting quite a few more members, even if a few were still loners to Luna. She didn't trust them like she trusted her pack. Luna swiveled her ear back as she heard a whine behind her. "Almost there." Luna sighed, the vine tugging at her fur. She caught the smell of the pack. Her stomach twisted as she trotted closer with a straight face. This will be fine. Hopefully, the injury isn't too bad and Carson can help her. Luna looked at the wolf behind her and whined quietly. How did that even happen? What has this girl been through? Luna wondered as she approached the cabin. "We're here." Luna pulled the sled outside the door of the medical room. She lifted the vine from her grasp and shifted, wincing slightly. She knocked at the door. "Carson?" She asked, peeking inside. "I...I found a loner in the woods. She seems extremely hurt and is unconscious." Luna breathed shakily. "I was wondering if you could take a look at her." Luna looked back at the injured wolf. That was one of my favorite hoodies... Luna thought, looking at the bloodstains. It'll be fine, I may have saved this wolf. Luna thought, turning back to the medic. |
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Raven | Beta Female | 23 | M: Tori, Grayson, Kari, Carson(ind) Raven watched as Tori escaped the man's hand easily and the explanation fell right into place. She didn't blame the woman for wanting to get away from him, there was something about him that was getting under her skin. She kept her pose relaxed though, not betraying anything that would set the newcomer off. At the question, she gave him a small smile that suggested that he better watch his words before answering, "Name's Raven hon. Welcome to the Ravik Pack." She had seen the anger rolling off of Tori, which to her, was a surprise. Tori was one of the most calm of the pack and Raven thought she would have been good to have around when the visitors came.
Right now however, Ikaris looked a bit tense and wary. It was his idea to let visitors come with that monster around. She could tell that he might be doubting that decision maybe just a tad now. Grayson was. . .well, a polite way to say it was flattering. And annoying. Thankfully, years with the pack had trained her to sit still and smile prettily. Grayson might have a way to get under people's skins but he didn't need to know he was getting under hers. "Would you like something to drink? I'm sure you had a long journey." Raven said, giving him a wink. Maybe she would drag Tori into the kitchen with her, get her out of this situation. |
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Tomas Basco-Serrano | 14 | Medic Assistant | Mentions: Grayson, directly; Tori, indirectly
Somewhere in the back of his mind, Tomas remembered hearing mention of some visitor or another. He didn't know exactly why or when or who, but it was pretty safe to assume that the stranger who had just arrived at the pack's home, bearing luggage and a disarming smile was that visitor. Something about making peace?
Regardless of the purpose of the visit, he was instantly on edge around the stranger, who had introduced himself as Grayson: Tori's ex-fiance. Tomas hadn't known that she had an ex-fiance, but his curiosity was piqued. Did they have some sort of secret, sordid history?
Tomas was naturally a shy and reclusive individual, so his frequent, wary glances towards Grayson were not unusual in any capacity. He seemed to curl deeper into himself and the couch, as if wishing to be absorbed into the worn material below, and all the while, his fingers continued to dig incessantly at the widening hole in the couch. It was almost absent-mindedly angry, an unconscious redirect of his feelings of uncertainty. There was a stranger here. This stranger said things that he didn't like or fully understand. It was a disruption in the pack's routine he'd already grown to rely upon.
He yanked a huge knot of stuffing from the hole and twisted it between his fingers, his movements mildly agitated.
"Did you come here to kill it?" He asked in a low mutter. As was his habit when speaking to those he wasn't familiar with, he didn't bother to look at Grayson, leaving it somewhat vague as to whom he was addressing. |
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Carson O'Connor | Medic | Mentions: Luna and Rose Carson had just gotten Tori to return to her seat sending a glare towards the man that seemed to be grinning at Tori's reactions. A snort left the man's frame before being directed to Luna pulling what appeared to be an injured wolf across the floor. He raised an eyebrow but quickly followed behind the pair. "I will take a look at her but right now...Ikaris will need to be made aware about the fact that a lone was brought into the packhouse." He moved over to one of the counters and pulled on a pair of gloves and looked for a sutering kit before moving back over to the injured wolf. Carson knelt down quickly scanning over the wolf's body, looking to see if there is any other major wounds that he should be worried about before moving to clean her shoulder injury. "Where did you find her Luna?" His eyes never moved from the wound as his hands worked. Tension was clear in his tone as he worked, partially from working on a loner without knowledge of if the alpha knew and from the fact that his sister was sitting in a room ready to blow at any moment. |
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☾ Ikaris V. Ravik ☽
"Kari" ⋆ "V"
Alpha male ⋆ 25 ⋆ Mentions: Grayson, Tori
If he didn't like this man before, he definitely didn't like him now. Raising one brow slightly when Grayson offered his hand, Ikaris uncomfortably shifted his weight from one foot to the other before uncrossing his arms and shaking his hand. It was not a pleasure to meet him. As much as he wanted to inquire about the man saying he was Tori's ex-fiance, he pushed that to the back-burners of his mind, "Since this is a peace visit, I think we can agree to keep personal matters to ourselves? They aren't relevant to this."
Ikaris hated the urge he had to just swing at the man, although it wouldn't be uncharacteristic of him, he couldn't fuck this peace mission up. The pack needed allies, people they could rely on. What they didn't need was a new enemy to worry about. So, when Raven offered the man a drink Kari let a quiet sigh of relief escape him, shoulders slacking some. He really hoped this visit could be quick, they didn't need to have someone else here during this time anyways. The last thing he wanted was for word to get out that the pack couldn't defend themselves. Who knew what could happen? Sure, maybe another pack would offer an olive branch to them and help them- but Ikaris didn't like the idea of seeming weak. There should be no shame in asking for help, but if there was one thing Ikaris did well other than get into fights, it was never asking for help.
In the midst of his silent brooding, Ikaris had zeroed in on the people in the living room, ignoring what was going on near them. It wasn't until he finally looked towards some sounds that he noticed the taste in the air had changed, not drastically, but enough to peak his interest. Carson had also left the living room, so he figured that someone might've gotten hurt and he was tending to them. He'd find out later, or whenever someone came to tell him- whatever it was he hoped it wouldn't give any fuel to Grayson. He definitely didn't need the man trying to light any other fires here. The sooner this visit was over with, the sooner Ikaris could selfishly go out and pick a fight or two to take his mind off of everything.
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Night Chetan | M | 24 | M: Kari, Grayson, Tori Night weaved his way out of town, dropping his backpack as he made it to the edge of the woods. Taking a deep breath, he sighed contentedly. It had been way too long and he was so tired of waiting for his sister to call him. Although, she had her new pack now which made it harder for him to see her. Still, he was going to try. He didn't know exactly where the pack's camp or lodge was but he knew somebody that might. If he didn't get attacked on sight. That happened a lot with the rogue.
Night put the backpack on so that when he shifted, it was just like his clothes. Shaking out his fur, he trotted towards the river, taking in all the sights and smells. He had never really made it this far into the territory, Shadow had made sure of that. Which meant one of two things. He was either on the fringes of the territory or wasn't here anymore. Personally, Night was hoping he wasn't here anymore. Yes, it would take him forever to find the pack, no mainly because the male was annoying and he could be closer to his sister.
The sound of rushing water dragged him out of his thoughts as he made it to the river. Following it, he soon came to the waterfall. Lovely, his first thought was correct unfortunately. Shadow was deeper in his territory, working on his cabin it looked like. Working his way carefully down the steep trail, Night shifted, gagging slightly at the garlic patch next to the lake. Ugh, he understood why the male let them grow here especially but still. It was an annoying icky smell that took several showers to get rid of.
Night stopped at the lodge, looking around before a huff came behind him. He flinched before holding his hand to his shoulder, "I mean no harm. I come through asking directions." He said quickly, not turning around. He hated asking others for help but then again, Shadow hated everyone so it was a win for him. "What do you want?" A low voice came, indicating that Shadow wasn't going to attack. Only experience from before kept him from turning around. "Directions to the pack that lives across town from you." Night said, about to continue but got interrupted, "Here for the peace treaty then? Should've known. It doesn't surprise me that your running back to a pack."
Night almost growled but kept himself in check. He was on Shadow's territory and came without being invited so he had to stay on good terms. For now. "I'm here to see my sister." He responded in a neutral voice, keeping his hand on his shoulder. It mainly kept him from reaching for his weapon but also signaled to Shadow that he wasn't reaching for a weapon. Shadow was silent for a moment before saying, "I'll take you as far as the trail. The rest is up to you. Once your done there, take the trail straight to town and stay out of my territory." Night nodded his agreement before finally turning around.
The male looked exactly as he had before. Black clothes and everything, a bow with a quiver strapped on his back. And of course, the mask. The half mask covered the right side of his face, covering his eye. Night always wondered why it was just a half mask and not one to cover his full face. Shadow gave him a surveying look, his normal frown on his face, or what Night could see of it. Shadow finally turned, shifting with ease into his wolf form and headed for the waterfall. Night shifted, following in silence as they climbed the tricky path up the side.
They ran through the woods for a bit before Shadow came to a halt. "Here is where I leave you," he growled before disappearing into the foliage. Night huffed, talkative much. He followed the path up before shifting as the cabin came in view. Adjusting the backpack on his shoulder, he headed up before straightening his shirt. Not that he really needed to. He knocked on the door before waiting. Soon enough, a female came to the door and he took her in. Long black hair, a bit longer than what he remembered. The same emerald eyes looked back at him which turned annoyed at the sight of him.
"Have room for one more?" He said, his tone turning playful and Raven rolled her eyes. "I suppose so." She drawled, her tone neither playful nor completely serious. She stepped aside and he walked in, taking in the scene in front of him before going over to drop his backpack on one chair. Raven stepped up beside him before muttering in his ear, "Why exactly did you come? And why do you smell a bit like garlic?" Night smiled at her, looking around the room first. Her alpha was standing, he could tell it was the alpha by the pose. A female sat on the couch and a male near her, although from a glance, they were not getting along very well. "I thought I had better come to chew your ears off before Ma figured something was wrong. And uhm, I asked for directions." Night said casually but it still made her flinch.
The phrase was a simple and clear message: I was worried for you. Raven pursued her lips before saying quietly, "I'll tell you the situation later. And then you can tell me exactly who you asked for directions. I think it best if you introduce yourself before Ikaris tries to figure out why I opened the door to a non-pack member." Night cleared his throat before dipping his head to the male, "You must be the one keeping Rav out of trouble. Name's Night." He said, before dropping his eyes from the male, acknowledging his dominance. |
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