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Chandler(Menadite) Mentions porch peeps and Celestial He had watched her storm off in a rage and before he turned or spoke he had brushed himself off and fixed his suit that he hated. Taking a breath he messed with his hair and straightened his back. I'm glad that was a clear understanding. He heard Menadite giving him a huff. You should have done worse. Chandler shook his head and looked back at everyone on the porch. He wanted to see if there was a way to apologize but didn't bother. Instead he had decided to walk back to his car and grab a flask instead of his water bottle. If booze won't be supplied I'll do it myself. He took a swig and closed it, tucking it into his blazor pocket on the inside pocket. He took his sweet time walking back after changing his shoes as well. If I'm gonna walk on gravel, it'll be in comfortable shoes. He sighed in annoyance of the paths. He made sure the man by the pallets still didn't see him as he made his way back.... When he got back to the porch He felt eyes watching his every move. Either they have a staring problem, or I'm just that attractive. He knew he was beginning bore Menadite. And all things considered. Fair enough. The last time he was here things where bad. His parents last standing orders as alphas. A part of him wanted this to go well, to mend a burnt bridge, the other part of him thought it all a waste of time. Then she had walked back out. Mad, but trying to control it. He took a step back giving her a warning of a look which she ignored. "A favor?" He hated it, but she caught his interest. Listening he didn't know if she was joking. "Let me get this straight. You want us to spar? In wolf form?" He could hear Menadite screaming for the chance. "Are you aware your lack of control could make it more then a spar? And if that does happen, my hand will be forced to..." His voice went grave. In truth he didn't want anything bad to happen. But he had a strong pack depending on his safe return. He only looked at her questioning if she knew what she was asking of him, and the risk it could pose to them both... |
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Celestial(Star)~M:Chandler Celestial looked at him and said "I understand what it means but I have no other choice I don't want her making a wrong choice because I got mad...." . She was gonna admit it at this point. She looked at the Alpha and said "Your pack has brought many losses to ours... I loss my parents in it..." She looked at him again and said "So I'm asking will you spar with me?" She had a Calm tone and none with hate at this point just sadness. Celestial took a step back at the exact moment she bowed and said "Please Alpha." She hated to be begging at this point but she had no other option. She stayed bowing for a couple of minutes. After the couple of minutes she straightened and looked at him. She said "I accept all conscience that might happen during the match alpha." She looks at the porch and then back again with understanding and content in her eyes. She looked at him and said "I will understand if you have to do what you need to during the spar." She looks back at the pack house and wondered if she would ever find a mate or not. Then she looked back at the Alpha clearing all her thoughts and shifted. Star took this opportunity to attack by biting the alphas leg. Celestial said *Star stop it he hasn't even shifted.* Star told her *I don't care!* |
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Heather {Shade} Mentions: Amara (ind), Open Heather would have gotten herself pre-ready for the ceremony. Trying on a dress that was gifted to her from her mother. The dress was a semi deep shade (no pun intended) of red. The woman gently ran her hands down her dress while examining herself in the mirror, doing bit of a twirl. "Hmph, I actually can't believe that my own mother knows my size in these fancy clothes better than I do." She softly said this, receiving a reply from Shade, "Well, your mother does have a natural eye for fashion, including dresses." The dress would be an elegant 1950's classical off the shoulder lace ruffle dress. It would be ruffled at the top while the length of the dress stops at mid thighs, she would be wearing shorts underneath. The brunette would walk over to her bed, grabbing her black flats from the shoe rack before sitting down at the edge of the bed, she goes to put them on but stops herself as she turned her green gaze towards her phone that's been sitting on her nightstand, next to her bed. Heather placed the flats down on the floor gently before grabbing her phone, turning it on before going to her contacts then she stops when the woman sees Amara's name in her contacts. The brunette debated silently for a moment then she sent Luna Amara a text, asking if the girl needed help with her hair before hitting send, placing her phone back down on the nightstand then starts putting her flats on her feet. Once the woman has gotten her flats on, she stood up from her bed while grabbing her phone then heads out of her room to go walk around outside for a bit to waste some time. Despite the fact that Heather had already brushed her hair, gotten rid of any tangles but she wouldn't mind brushing her hair again for good measure. |
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Chandler(Menadite) He watched her struggle to throw and explain to him why she wanted to do such a thing. All things considered it was a bad idea. If she did something and he killed her our of protection they would go after him, and then his pack would go after hers. "Then you understand my hesitancy to mess with an angered she-wolf when I lack the ambition to do such a thing." He wanted her to understand their had to be a better way. Yes, he was a man who craved chaos and rejoiced in animosity. But this was an incredibly delicate situation that had to be handled with care. He watched skeptically and pitifully as she bowed to him. Finding her display genuine and desperate. "Get up. Come on." He offered a hand which she didn't take. He looked her in the eyes. Both bored and amused by her. What do you think Menadite, should you accept? He waited a moment, knowing this was risky business and quite the gamble. This girl will be easy to defeat in a spar, no matter how much she hold back. Was the prideful reply he got. "Good, I hope you accept it cause this is your idea." He took off his blazer and hung it over a tree. He followed her line of vision to the porch. She may consider getting the thers involved. He tried to estimate everyone's strength but knew it wouldn't matter if they all ganged up on him. "Good, cause when it comes down to it I have others to looks after; just not myself. You take orders. I give them." I know. If that happens, I'll bail and find a safe place for us to shift into your form. He had to admit, for a wolf, Menadite was rather accommodating. He took a few moments to get a final scope of the ground. He removed his watch and white shirt when he felt a sharp pain in his leg. Looking down she had already shifted and gone after him. He grabbed the scruff of her neck and threw her to the ground while in human form and then shifted. Menadite stood over her like a true force to bre recon with. "I think we both know that wasn't a good idea." The massive wolf put his weight onto his front paws which he had positioned on top of her neck. |
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Heather {Shade} Mentions: Amara (ind.), Chandler and Celestial Heather would walk around to the front of the packhouse, about to walk up the steps of the porch but the brunette stopped herself. She raised an eyebrow, taking note of a spar that was happening between Chandler, one of the guest alphas, and Celestial, one of the omegas of this pack. The brunette let out a sigh, having a feeling that the spar might get out of hand. "For all of Hircine that is holy, out of all days why today.." The woman softly muttered under her breath then she makes way over to the two to break up the spar. Once the Omega has reached the two, the brunette carefully pushed Chandler's wolf off of Celestial's wolf before standing in between them to keep the two separated. "That's quite enough, both of you." She said quite sternly with a serious tone in her voice. "Luna Amara has enough stuff piled on her plate from the ceremony and a spar shouldn't be one of them on her special day." Heather flicked her attention between the two, firmly holding her ground as at this moment...she didn't really care if she was standing up to an alpha from another pack, keeping a serious look on her face, she would be keeping both herself and her wolf calm, not wanting to escalate the situation by any means necessary in order to keep things calm. |
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Amara~ M- Heather, All female pack members, Anthony (ind) Amara finished her shower before she looked to her phone to check the time. *Crap* she thought as she looked. It was now noon, and she still didnt know what she wanted with her hair. She was about to put her phone down when she saw she had a text she hadnt read yet. Seeing it was from Heather, Amara read it carefully, wondering if something was wrong, but gave a sigh of relief when the female offered to help Amara with her hair. Amara sent a reply reading "That would be great. I still dont really know what I want, and I am sure you have a better idea than Anthony" she said. Amara gave a small chuckle at the last part before she made her way back to the bathroom to blowdry her hair and get her undergarments on. Slowly, Amara's nerves only continued to pile up. The sun would be at prime position around 4pm to start the ceremony, only giving Amara four hours to have her hair, make-up, and dress all on. *Crap! I dont even have shoes* she thought before she sent a text to all females in the pack. "Does anyone have a pair of either black, silver or midnight blue small heels that I could use tonight" the text read. She wasnt sure who would see it in time, but hoped whoever did would reply and drop them off to her room. *Please Moon Goddess let this go smooth* she thought. She knew with a few of the other pack's males staying there could be issues, especially if that fool from Night Fang actually showed up. Sure, he hadnt lead their pack to slaughter half of Blood Thane, but he was still the child of the male who did, and that made Amara's blood boil. |
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nix(feather)|Bata female Mention:amara(heather),anothny(alex) nix awoke rather late that day, later then normal. Now dress she left her den and decided she would go see if amara was in needed assists. On her way she passed by Anothny and smiled "someone is working rather hard" nix said with a smile and she waited for a reply before heading off.Nix came to assist Amara. "Amara, dear, is there anything I can get you at the moment?" Nix asked. ~ Nix smiled as she waited. Nix started to think of what she would ware to the ceremony. "You must be nervous a big night for you it is," Nix said with a smile. "Your mother was nervous herself, the whole day she locked herself in her room, eventually she let me in to help her. Your mother was a good woman and she would be vary proud of you aswell as your father, they would both be extremely proud of you amara" Nix then said with a smile ------ Isabella(isa)|healer Mentions:William(code), amara(heather) Isabella awoke at about 9 earlier that morning. Isabella now dressed was out on the porch listening to the birds and wind. 'I can't imagine the stress amara is having right now' Isabella said to herself before getting up and going off to find her mate William. |
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