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Werewolf Roleplay - OPEN

When the Ulfric had answered her, Vashti's serious expression had molded into one of confusion, then surprise and gratitude. Her eyebrows raised and she held herself from staring at the older male.

He had mentioned her staying with them.....forever.....

The mere thought of being a part of the pack again; within the order of domination and working alongside her kin. Vashti was a social soul, and the time she had spent alone out in the wilderness had been like hell.

Aside her underlying need to feel a part of something, Vashti still sought a mate…..despite what had happened to her in the past. Without a pack her chances of finding her mate was slimmed to almost nothing.

Standing there, Vashti looked up when the Ulfric called to someone who had been waiting nearby. The pink haired woman had entered and made her way to him; almost immediately confirming Vashti’s suspicion the moment it arose. She could smell her scent and watch her actions as the female rested her hands against the male’s shoulders. She was his mate….

Tilting her head to one side Vashti studied them for a moment, watching the bond between them. But then there was an agonizing howl; one that made her jump and let out a sharp growl to no one in particular.

The Ulfric reacted similarly, but stood and announced he had to leave. Vashti heard him direct his mate to remain at the house, and saw them share a quiet moment; heart swelling in admiration of the bond they shared.

But then, the Lupa mentioned something Vashti had hoped to never hear. A hunter was here amongst the pack.

At that moment two figures appeared outside the kitchen doorway and Vashti tensed; smelling the second’s scent to be human. Her eyes burned and she stared at the figure, before shaking it off and turning to the Ulfric as he prepared to leave, “If it is any reassurance; I’ll make sure to keep an eye on things while you are absent…..I would be happy to help after the kindness you and your pack have shown me.”

Standing straight she nodded to him, then glanced back at the hunter with a wary expression. She knew what they could do…..

Animal Instincts (recruiting!)

Alex blinked when Jerric urged her foreword, holding herself from digging the heels of her feet into the floor. Stumbling foreword onto the open course she froze; eyes staring back and forth between the other 'players' as Jerric had called them.
Standing up she clenched her jaw, glanced back at the sloth man, then smirked and slowly stepped foreword.

She watched their movements and studied their strategies. With each dribble of the ball she grew a little more accustomed to how the game worked. It really was simple.....one team tried to score in the opposite hoop, while the other did the same. Each hoop was a score....or so she assumed.

That was around the time Armaldo stabbed the ball with his claws; a rather funny situation despite the defeated look on the guy's face.

Alex smiled encouragingly to him, then nodded to the others, "So....mind letting me in on a game and guiding me on the first few runs? I'm a little new here."

Animal Instincts (recruiting!)

@Puffhead Alex blinked and turned to look back at Jerric, "That's it?"
Coming to a stop she shrugged, "Well that doesn't seem that hard...." Although....she wasn't exactly thinking the same hoop Jerric spoke of......more like a hula hoop sized ring standing sideways on the ground.

They came to a pair of large doors, where the noises and thuds came loudest in Alex's ears. Frowning she paused a moment, then reached foreword to lightly shove the doors open.

Inside was a large room, with lines on the floor and two tall stands on either end. At the top of each were tiny hoops with a net hanging from the bottom. THOSE were the hoops? Up there?

Alex blinked and glanced back at Jerric, "You call that simple?" She chuckled, "Those hoops have to be 11 feet in the air....maybe more...."

Animal Instincts (recruiting!)

@Puffhead Alex frowned and tilted her head, carefully repeating the foreign word, "Basketball?" She had never heard of it before.....but from the sounds echoing into her senses she was intrigued.
Turning to Jerric she smiled, "If you wouldn't mind, that would be great. The 'game' certainly sounds interesting enough."

Stepping foreword she attempted to follow the sounds, accompanied by the occasional laugh or odd thunk, but lagged behind should she make a wrong turn; to allow Jerric to correct her direction.

The Wolves of Red Lake: Season One ((Main Cast Currently Recruiting Secondary Cast Open aswell!))

I posted my intro.... :3 Hope it works out and I did everything alright. Again thank you for letting me into this awesome rp.

Animal Instincts (recruiting!)

@Puffhead Alex nodded, grateful for his kindness, "Thank you...."
Her voice switched to one of joking sarcasm, "But thank them as well. My time tied and gagged in the back of a truck was certainly the best I've had! They were top notch!"

Rolling her eyes she laughed......a real laugh; probably for the first time in.....well she didn't know how long.

Gazing with awe at the decorations and furniture located within the building Alex was distracted quickly from her previous 'shindig' with the guards.
Suddenly however, her ears flicked and she heard an odd sound in the distance.....sharp screeching footsteps and the constant rhythmic thuds of something being slammed over the ground.
Coming to a halt she frowned and sniffed the air whilst her tail flicked from side to side, "What is that?"

To Live as Dragons (A Feral Dragon Rp)

Sorry to take a while in replying but I had good reason. :) Had a player interested with joining but he wasn't quite sure yet. I had waited awhile before moving the rp along, but figured now was a good time to post again.

To Live as Dragons (A Feral Dragon Rp)

Rala wished her night had been peaceful; tucked safely away in the crevice of the ridge out of danger. Her sister was by her side and they were accompanied by two strong males.......but that did not deter the dreams....

One moment, she lay in a bright meadow amidst a patch of wild flowers, but hunched down as though ready to pounce on something. Moments like eternity passed before she moved, and when she did she leapt out and tackled what looked to be a tiny dragon.

Pinning it to the ground she leaned back to examine her catch, which looked back up at her with innocent eyes. It was a hatchling......barely 5 years old....
The tiny thing was a young female with dark blue and black mixed scales; colored like her.....and...with the same characteristics.

Rala stared with wide eyes as if she was looking in a mirror....yet from long ago.
The hatchling made a small purr, but spoke easily, as though she were older, "Stick together Rala; they're coming."

As sudden as prey bolting in fright the little one's face flashed to one of horror, and she screamed; a sound that made Rala jump back in fright.
Falling back on her haunches she watched her younger self thrash about for a moment of ear splitting cries, then heard the sharp whistle of an incoming arrow. Whoever had shot it aimed true, and it came with a dull thud into the panicking child. But in that moment all went black, and Rala awoke with a sharp cry in the crevice of the ridge.....in reality.

Panicking for a moment she tensed and glanced about with stricken eyes; talons ready to slash any foe to come near her and lips curling up in a quick snarl.

But eventually she noticed her surroundings and the other dragons sleeping nearby. Sunlight hung at the corner of her vision signaling the start of a new day.
Rala began to relax; breath quickened and heart pumping with the lasting effects of her nightmare.

The Wolves of Red Lake: Season One ((Main Cast Currently Recruiting Secondary Cast Open aswell!))

The forest was in a state of eerie silence that morning, aside from the few birds that dared to flutter from tree to tree and whisper in soft voices. There were no deer appearing from the pine boughs to forage for food, no rabbits bounding across the trail, and hardly a sign of the usual bear that wandered through. Everything was silent.....almost frightened to begin their day and emerge into the open.

The wolves were loud last night......but that wouldn't make the entire forest come to a standstill....

Sky frowned and kept her brown eyes fixed on the trail ahead; sitting astride her horse with shoulders back and head high.
The animal beneath her chose it’s steps carefully yet swiftly while maneuvering down the rocky path. Its hide was a glistening gold in the sunlight while its mane and tail were ebony black. Snorting it shook its mane and gazed with rather tense brown eyes at its surroundings; as if something in the trees could jump out at any second.

Sky sighed and looked down before reaching foreword and patting her horse ‘Mya’ on the shoulder, “It’s alright girl…..”
Reaching up she adjusted the wide brimmed cowboy hat on her head and grimaced. After last night…..nothing was quite right.

All through the late night Sky was kept up by the distant yet unmistakable howls of wolves; or rather a single wolf. For a long while it just howled, then silence, then the spree of spine chilling cries filled the night air once more. Compared to the usual chorus of voices, the single howl had confused Sky as well as intrigued her. She went out the next morning, her day off from work, in search of signs.

Now, a few miles from her home Sky kept watch for any sign of wolf anywhere. But had not yet been successful.

Horse moving into a trot up the pathway Sky directed her west; towards the nearby lake where campers often stayed the night. The howls had originated close by……maybe they knew something.

Coming up to a break in the treeline she sucked in a breath at the sight of tents clustered nearby the shimmering water’s shore. Sky would have to go up and talk to them; get some answers, then hopefully leave with a little more information than she started.

Breaking out into the open Vashti nudged her boot gently into her horse’s side, not helping but grin when they took off at a steady canter. She remained neatly balanced and moved with her mount; guiding her right up to the nearest tent.

Sky frowned when she saw no one at first glance. They had to be nearby…..

Cupping her hands around her mouth she called out, “Hello? Anyone there?”

Werewolf Roleplay - OPEN

When the Ulfric strode into the room Vashti almost jumped; turning with lowered eyebrows and brown eyes full of concern when he seated himself and demanded a drink. He was in a bad mood.....she could smell it off of him...

Turning the woman tensed as he shot a question her way. He was in a VERY bad mood.....and the way he asked her made Vashti wonder if she was the reason for the tension in the air.

She wasn't thrilled to answer, but spoke quickly for the sake of the Ulfric's temper, "I am from a pack many miles to the north of here; the Saril Pack. Not many have heard of it......."

Pausing she grimaced, then nodded to his second question, "There were.....circumstances....that forced me to abandon my pack and head out into open wilderness. It was by chance I happened across this place....and I assure you I am alone and mean no harm."

Believe me I'd gladly be back amongst my friends and pack members if it wasn't for that vile beast.....

Vashti thought back to the wretched male with a scowl on her face. He who had been so angry as to attack and very nearly kill her. All for what? Her refusal of his ridiculous affections?

Huffing at the memory she looked back up at the Ulfric; forcing her expression to relax and the smallest hints of a smile on her lips, "I will leave and be out of your fur by dawn. However I greatly appreciate you allowing me into your home; after what I've been through.......it's been nice to relax for a few hours and rest."