Natasha DeForest | Werewolf | Female | Medic's Assistant | M: Rowan, Ikaris (briefly), Kline

Letting the door slam shut behind her and the other two shifters, Nat jogged through the backyard towards the treeline looming against. The dark, towering treetops and thick brush made for an imposing silhouette, but Nat and the rest of the pack knew that a rabbit was about the most dangerous thing beyond the trees.

Nat stepped onto the crude dirt path winding through the forest. It was dusty, overgrown, and looked as though it hadn’t been used in years - making it one of Nat’s favorite trails in the woods. She knew she wouldn’t have to worry about crossing paths with anyone from town or even her packmates if she really wanted to be alone.

At the sound of Rowan’s voice, Nat slowed down to keep pace with him. Tendrils of dust rose around their feet as they traveled deeper into the forest. “Yeah, I didn’t think it was a great idea to go through town, especially since Ikaris looked a little rough this morning. Who knows what he got into down there?” She cleared her throat a little awkwardly. “Plus, I like to be able to go for a jog without feeling like I always have to keep my guard up.” She shot a small smile towards Rowan and Kline, hoping that they felt the same way or, at the very least, understood her paranoia.

Luna finishes eating and sees Nat taking off into the forest, probably running, with Kline and Rowan. Luna walks back inside to wash her dish in the sink. Zane and Hope were talking. Ignoring them, Luna drys her dish. Once she finished, she walks up the stairs and headed towards her room. Noticing that she still had her pajama pants on, she changed into black leggings. She took her sweatshirt off too and changed her pajama shirt into a Blood Moon shirt with a wolf howling. Luna then put on her one gray hoodie. It was the lightest and she wore it to go running. It was probably going to be tied around her waist when she got back but she was fine with that.

Luna brushed her hair and teeth quickly. She then grabbed a hair tie and put her hair up in a ponytail. Luna bolted downstairs and put her sneakers on. Then she headed in the opposite direction that Nat had gone. There was another trail that had scattered sticks, fallen trees, roots, and several bushes growing on the trail. Being a hunter, the trail tested Luna's skills on jumping and avoiding obstacles. It was also about two miles long and led around to the trail that Nat had gone on for a slower and more effortless end.

Luna closed her eyes and breathed in. It smelled amazing, like the smell of a flower that had just bloomed. Spring was the perfect time to go running. It was cool enough in the morning to not over-heat but also warm enough not to freeze. Luna stepped back a step and opened her eyes. She started at a jog and once she got on the trail, she sprinted, forcing herself to power through as fast as she could, knowing that she was running two miles.

The sounds of nature were better than any music when Luna was running. It was soothing and hearing what´s going on around you was better than getting caught off guard by a Cougar or Bear. Luna started jumping and dodging roots and bushes as fast as she could, thinking about what the hunters, including Luna, were going to catch tonight.

Kline-22-Trans Male-M: Rowan, Natasha

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Kline quickly jogged after his two pack mates as he said "I'm fine with avoiding town, best to avoid the asshole humans when possible." Despite Kline's usual friendly manor towards any and everybody the memory of the handful of times someone had catcalled or misgendered him in town left a bad taste in his mouth and he didn't want to risk anything happening while he was trying to get to know his pack mates better. He liked to keep his anger and self loathing to himself if he could help it, though there were times it slipped out without his realizing it. He wasn't sure how many in the pack knew he was Trans since he'd been dressing and acting like a boy since puphood but none of them had ever misgendered him so he didn't think it was important enough to cause a fuss about. As far as he and his pack were concerned he was a man and anyone who said otherwise could go shove their opinions where the sun don't shine.

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Sydney-11-Female-M : Tori, Ikaris(ind), Carson(ind)

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Sydney took a few deep breaths as she took tori's offered hand and nodded, wiping her tears away with her other hand. She sniffled as she looked back at Ikaris and Carson hoping the alpha would be ok with Carson help. Once she'd managed to stop her sniffles she quietly asked tori "Tori, Alpha Ikaris is gonna be ok right? He's not gonna die?" Carson had reassured her everything would be fine and she trusted that he would help Ikaris the best he could but at the moment she really needed someone to reassure her. She had a much trust for Tori as she did Carson and the only person in the pack she trusted more then Carson was Ikaris but she doubted she would ever trust anyone as much as Ikaris.

Natasha DeForest | Werewolf | Female | Medic's Assistant | M: Rowan, Kline

The chilly air filled Nat’s lungs with a pleasant tingle as she breathed in and out. She could feel rays of sun warming her shoulders as she and her packmates traversed the forest, but the leaves of the treetops far above blanketed them in relative shadow.

Passing dense brush and thick tree trunks, it was hard for Nat to comprehend just how much older this forest was than her. Her father had told her once during one of their rare camping outings that it was a billion years old, and she’d believed him then; not so much now. A soft sigh passed her lips as she thought of her parents. They had been shifters as well, but opted to live out their days in civilization rather than seeking out more of their own kind. Nat had hoped her sister’s disappearance and the subsequent discovery of her remains would spur them into searching for a pack to call their own, but they stubbornly remained in their little townhouse in the city, miles away from where Nat now stood. She had left as soon as she reached adulthood. With her parents being the only other shifters around her, Nat’s adolescence had been an isolating experience. Quite dangerous as well, she realized later on in life. After her sister’s death, there was nothing stopping her from looking for others of her kind. Nowadays, Nat had frustratingly little contact with her parents. There was the occasional phone call, sure, but those only came every few months. She knew it must be hard on them, to lose one daughter and have the other practically disappear from their lives.

Something caught Nat’s peripheral vision, jostling her from where she was buried in her thoughts. Engraved in the trunk of a young pine tree just off of the path was a notch that looked as though it had been made with a knife. Nat glanced around her; they were about halfway finished with the loop that surrounded the town. She could see smoke puffing from the chimneys of the closest houses. She frowned and scraped at the notch with her thumbnail. “Probably some dumb kids from in town”, she said to Rowan and Kline. “Damaged a perfectly healthy tree for no reason.”

Luna had already run about one and a half miles and was pushing through to finish. Her legs weren't as tired of running because she was a hunter. It was tiring though trying to run as fast as she could jumping and dodging everything on the trail. She tripped up twice and only on small roots that she barely saw. She was focusing on the ground ahead of her, watching for roots and sticks trying to mess her up. Then, Luna thought she heard a sound, making her turn her head in curiosity. Once she did though, she tripped on a root and fell to the ground. "So much for powering through the whole..way." Luna said, out of breath a little. Luna tried to stand up but once she did, she couldn't move. Her foot was caught on the root she had tripped over. "Dammit, now what am I gonna do?" Luna said, thinking. She tried to pull the root up but her foot was stuck. "I'm going to have to take my shoe off. I can bring my knife back later and get my shoe unstuck. Eh, I like the challenge, the socks won't do." Luna said, taking off her socks. She took her other shoe off and carried it and her socks. "Keep going Luna, challenges make it harder, keep making it harder." She told herself. She then took off running.

Five minutes later, Luna arrived at the path that lead back to the cabin. Turn left and keep going. The cabin would be close. Turn right and it leads all the way around town. Luna hoped that Kline, Rowan, and Nat had already passed this part or she would be questioned about why she only had one shoe and why it wasn't on. Luna started to jog to the left. The cabin was only about half a mile away. "Almost there, c'mon, it's fine, they probably already passed." Luna said, still unsure about whether or not they had passed. She would find out sooner or later,