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Edited at April 12, 2021 12:59 PM by The Dragonborn
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Edited at April 12, 2021 12:56 PM by Mr Clean
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Gasp! I can see her now!! She's gorgeous *^* Ok, so, is there a specific plot orrrr...? |
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Maybe a meet up to aquaintances to friends? Dagger is on his usual loner shit, ya know, terrorizing people and taking on targets. Maybe on a target run he meets up with Atticus and/or Niko, they don't like each other at first but become friends? From there on they meet Nahi, Dagger gets them two on her back side, then Atticus or Niko become friends with her? Hehe |
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oooh yes! atticus will either hate dagger or respect him, and niko will just be there to make sure they don't get in any fights xD who's starting? |
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I can, but if you want to your good. I usually start because no one else wants to xD |
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i can't start for the love of me ^^' |
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its fine! Posting another with the start Also not going to be posting for Nahi until she comes into the story ^^ |
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Dagger/Male/Shifter Dagger trotted through the darkness, easily maneuvering through the the trees and bushes. He had just come from assassin headquarters where recieved word of a target not far from his camp, and decided to take it on before anyone else from the team got them and collected the bounty. He came up on the home of the target, crouching down close to the ground and looking around. The brambles and bushes surrounding the area were too dense to see through, so he decided to get a birds-eye view. He shifted into a raven, flying up into the sky and looking down at the dens below him. Dagger searched through the darkness for the greyish pelt of his target. Seeing no sign of him, he made the assumtion that he has already bed down for the night. He landed in a tree, shifting into a squirrel and scurring down and through the brambles. He hid behind a pile of old bones, waiting to see any sign of activity. |
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Atticus || Male || Werewolf The night was still, and all was calm. Many of the creatures were hidden away by the brambles of the trees or curled in their dens, while the nocturnal beings chittered quietly as they hunted. It was quiet. Too quiet. A small wolf slipped through the thickets, his head lowered level with the rest of his body. He may have not been very powerful, but his small size allowed him to move swiftly and silently. Despite the comforting sense of the shadows hiding him from view, he was still on edge. His amber eyes glanced around, his ears swiveling at each little sound. He had heard rumors of a great beast living in these parts of the woods, a creature of the shadows that could shift at will. Of course, Atticus could shift as well, but unlike the famed beast of the woods, he could only switch between a human, wolf, and a wolfish-human fusion. Nothing as cool, as say, a wolf going to a panther. Now, that was badass. A crinkle of leaves off to his left pulled Atticus from his thoughts, and he froze, glaring into the darkness. His lip began to curl, but he was secretly terrified. |
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Spring Month: 3 
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