William(Code)-

William woke up in bed next to Isabelle as he quickly got out of bed as not to wake her up. He decided to get dressed into a pair of black rip jeans and a white t-shirt. William was about to head down stairs when he heard Code his wolf say something. Code had said "To remembered it was the Luna's ceremony today." William said "okay" to his wolf and then left the room.

William head down stairs into the kitchen where he saw some of the pack awake. He said "Good morning." He went to a coffee pot and poured some coffee in his cup. He then sat down at the table with his cup of coffee. He wasn't the type to think about the past but he couldn't help it after all it had taken away there old Luna and Alpha who where Amara's parents.

Once William finished his coffee he got up from the table and left the kitchen. He headed out to the porch to get some fresh air. He thought about going for a run but decided for Isabelle to wake up first. William watched as the sun rised. He was leaning over the railing of the porch as he watch the sun.

Amara sipped on her coffee after having nodded a hello to Claire. She didnt feel like trying to talk too much right then. She sat on the porch as she pulled out a list of packs that would be there, her eyes narrowing on one, Night Fang. *How can that pack think they would be so welcome here after killing half of our pack* she thought rather coldly. Normally Amara wasnt so angry, but with it being almost three years, how could she not be? On the RSVP they sent back, it said their Alpha, Chandler, would be there.

Amara shook her head, gripping her coffee cup rather tight. While the pack needed her to remain calm as possible, she was still furious. In just a week, she would be turning 18, gaining her wolf, and finding her mate, but now, now this has to happen on the night of her Luna Ceremony? She knew most packs would be sticking around with some unmated males to see if one of them would be her alpha, and from what she heard, Chandler didnt have a mate. She glanced up towards the Beta's floor, as if to ask for help. She couldnt excatly Mind Link with the pack just yet without her wolf, but soon she could.

Amara couldnt see into the Beta's room from where she was at, and wasnt sure if it could be seen that she needed advice. She walked back into the pack house and headed towards the office that had once belonged to her father. Slowly she walked in and sat at her desk before she gave a small groan. *I dont even know who is doing my makeup or hair tonight* she thought as she looked at the door.

Neo {Alaska}

The drive wasn't too terrible. A bit shorter than expected. As he would, he drove himself. The trip was filled with hills and plains. Much different than the mountains and forests he had back home. The music was of taste, some classic rock and roll. The scents of other packs filled the air and he occassionalky would gag at them. Suddenly mountains and forests filled his vision and he checked to see if he'd been going the wrong way. Realizing it was the right way, he drove through a smaller town. Taking in the familiar wooden scents of the forest he searched for the right house. He then came upon it. He'd recognized the scent of a pack house anywhere.

He parked in what he assumed was guest parking. He had no idea what time he had to arrive, yet, he seemed to be there much earlier than need be. The fading scent of breakfast lingered in the air and the smell of women glamorize themselves began to overpower his senses. He took a deep breath and exited the car. He walked to the front door of the grand building, and knocked.

Once again, Ferris woke up to the sound of a bird chirping at full volume from outside, oblivious to the death glare the man gave to the caroler. Getting up slowly and rolling his shoulders to help shake off the fatigue still clinging to the edges of his mind, he headed to his mirror and observed the bedhead that was his hair. Well, he'd have to get it tamed later, but for now just putting water on it would disguise any informality. Plus, it wasn't too noticeable. He had a phase when he was younger of wanting longer hair, wearing such a length in a small ponytail. It had not worked well when he'd gone to the forest in search of new plants and herbs, the twigs snagging on each strand, even pulling some out! Sometimes Ferris still saw the woven brown glinting on the wood during sunny weather; he was nearly certain that the trees were trying to get back at him for some reason. Maybe taking their little cousins away.. he always made sure to replant with new bulbs however, so it could be renewed for the next year.

Better put myself together, I'm too old to be playing hooky. He had responsibilites and a role in the pack. Now was not the time to be falling back on old habits or memories. Sighing, he splashed some water on his face from the sink underneath the mirror, the cool water dripping down his face and hands in tiny rivers. Blinking, a few droplets falling from his eyelashes, Ferris quickly got out of the clothes from yesterday- some old shirt his father liked paired with shorts- and found a clean white button-up to go with jeans he'd bought some time ago. He smelled coffee drifting in the air, undoubtedly from the kitchen. Wondering if Claire was up, he finished making himself decently presentable.

Lightly touching a little wolf plushie he kept hidden in his little drawer, he whispered "today's a new day Cass" and headed out the door.

Heather (Shade)

Mentions: Open.

Heather would be fast asleep in her bed, curled up underneath the sheets while hugging her pillow a tad bit but the brunette was soon awaken by morning sun's light that creeped through her window. A sound of a tired groan escaped her lips as the woman starts waking up from her slumber that was disturbed, slowly sitting herself up in bed before stretching her arms above her head then gently sets her arms back down, carefully getting herself out of bed while pulling the covers back, rubbing her eyes a bit to wake herself a little more.

She makes her way to the bathroom, swinging the bathroom door open then approaches the sink. Heather turned the water on then splashes some cold water onto her face, placing her hands on both sides of the sink, staring blankly at her reflection. The brunette would hear a raspy, female voice speaking in the back of her head as it would belong to her wolf, Shade, Don't forget that you have to get ready for tonight's Luna ceremony. "Yeah, yeah I know..thank you for reminding me." The woman lightly grumbled as Shade's voice fell silent. Heather wasn't really thrilled about having to go because of social interactions but the woman told herself to just suck it up and get it over with, she always wondered how Amara will be able to handle running a pack as Luna at a young age but seems to have some faith that the older Beta will probably help the new Luna out.

"Ah, yeah. I figured. Sorry for turning up this early," he rubbed the back of his neck. The male in front of his was a regular member of the pack it seemed. He didn't smell quite of age yet.

This individual was tall, tan, definitely an outdoors person. He looked like he was all ready to go and get running. He smelled a bit strange. Neo recognized the smell as what he'd like to call, as puppy love. Puppy love was the scent of an admiring wolf.

"I'm from the Northern Winds Pack. It's nice to meet you," He held his hand out, shaking the males hand. Black and silver rings decorated his fingers for a bit of a flare. He suddenly felt tense, the smell of the pack suffocating him.

"What time was the ceremony supposed to start again? It seemed to have slipped my mind," he began, taking a look at the massive oak doors of the pack house. His eyes then met the ones of the other male.

"The new alpha's name.... It was Amara, correct?" Neo adjusted his sleeves slightly, attempting to start a conversation. He hated small talk. He hated to talk in general actually.

Let's get out of here already. Neo shook his head slightly at the intrusive thought of his inner wolf. He cleared his throat, then ran a hand through his white hair. If he had a tail, it's be lashing back and forth. Uneasy was a word to describe how he felt. Uncomfortable was another.

Heather (Shade)

Mentions: Amara (ind.), William (ind.), Salvatore (ind.), and Wendy (ind.)

Heather would leave her room, fully dressed in her more casual attire as the woman wasn't gonna get all dressed up until later. She would be wearing a white t-shirt with a short leather jacket that stops above her rib cage, a black choker with a satanic star attached to it, faded black ripped jeans, and laced up black combat boots. The brunette would put her hair up into a neat ponytail to keep her hair out of her face while making her way to the pack house, walking around to the front of the house, going up the porch steps before entering the home. The young woman would take notice that some of the pack members were awake. Entering the kitchen, she would notice from the corner of her eye both Amara and Wendy then goes to the fridge to just grab a water bottle since the woman didn't feel all that hungry while avoiding the hangry Salvatore, not wanting any problems obviously.

She swinged the fridge door open, reaching in as the woman grabbed one of the water bottles before closing the fridge door. Heather would turn sharply on her heels as the brunette exit the kitchen to head back outside, now walking out the front door of the pack house, shutting the door behind her while letting a quiet sigh escape her lips. She would notice Willaim on her right before giving him a slight nod, meaning what's up before going to the left side of the porch to chill out for a while. She stops in front of the porch railing before leaning against the porch beam, staring out at the distance to just let herself get consume by her thoughts as she opens the water bottle then guzzles down some of the water to quench her thirst, keeping herself hydrated. Heather stops drinking as she takes the top of the water bottle away from her lips, placing the lid back on to close it then sets the plastic bottle down onto the porch railing. She folds her arms in front of her chest while crossing her left foot over her right foot, getting herself a bit more comfortable.