WereWolf pack //Roleplay thread//open//

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    Eli looked at Emily 'climb' he whispered, ' I will find them' He said stalking off into the bushes, reaching a clearing he took a deep breath in and dashed across the clearing quickly just before the hunters saw him.



    April looked at stile and signalled for him to go outside and gave him a small death stare, seeing Eli run she leaped out of the bush she was hiding in, with the hunters turning to see her dash out of the bush, they shot their guns, several bullets missed but one sneaky one got her in the arm just before she made it to the bush, she held her arm in pain and held back the tears.


    I just jumped in somewhere, and I know my characters enough to know they wouldn't let a fellow pack member (Stiles) sacrifice themselves for the pack, even though Antonio and Marco is doing just that. They have better odds though, being armed and being two instead of one. Besides, they're pissed that April, their Alpha, was shot by hunters, who they've had a grudge against for a long time. Not these specific hunters, just hunters (and humans) in general.
    I hope I'm not stepping on any toes with this post! Tough to jump in to a situation like this.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: silver; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 9pt;][hr][justify]"Hanno colpito* April." Antonio muttered to Marco, tightening his grip on his gun, the other supporting himself against the ground as he sat in a crouched position, ready to stand and bolt or charge if needed. Hearing Marco whispering harsh words of choice, he turned towards his brother, about to speak once again, but was interrupted by the sound of the howl from a other pack member. Swearing, he reloaded his gun and nodded towards Marco, who was sitting just as he was, gun in one hand and the other against the ground.


    The two brothers had been out for a run, when they stumbled upon the scents of the hunters. Quickly they hid and snuck closer, realizing the pack had hidden as well as they could. They had snatched up two guns from a stash in a nearby hollow tree, and had watched April bolt, catching the attention of the hunters who wasted no time opening fire. The howl probably caught their attention as well, and if they didn't want a pack member dead, the two Italians had to act fast.


    And so they did.


    Guns in hand, muscles tense and only wearing shorts, the two stood up and ran for two tree's in opposite directions of each other, firing shots at the hunters who's attentions they now had caught by the loud sounds of their guns. Barely managing to duck into cover behind the trees, they continued to fire towards the men, smirking satisfied when they were rewarded with a few strained yelps and yells.
    This should give the rest of the pack time to either grab their weapons, or get out of the area. The two brothers weren't the type of hide, more like act-now-think-later. Or, that was more Antonio's style. Marco tended to just follow along with his younger brother, in the attempt to keep him out of death's grasp.


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    *yea its fine*



    April bit her lip as she continued to hold the place were she had just been shot, She knelt on the ground her hand covered in blood. 'eli, run now' She said.



    Eli froze seeing his sister in pain, Eli nodded, and ran off and climbed into one of the back of the cbins windows unseen, seeing Jamie and liam he breathed a relieved sigh

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    "Coprimi!* Coprimi!*" Marco barked at Antonio, not waiting for a reply before he bolted toward the location he saw someone from the pack vanish up the tree, before being grabbed from a rather heavy-weight hunter below. He knew he had to react fast, and he ignored the whistling of the bullets as they flew past him, matching the sound his own pistol was making.


    Ducking into cover, his head poked up seconds later, and he took aim, firing a shot which penetrated the hunter's skull, making him drop his grasp on the pack members foot. "Go!" He barked out, taking cover behind the tree she was climbing. He hissed when a bullet grazed his biceps, returning the fire and managing to shoot several before having to duck back behind the tree.


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    She gasped as she saw Marco get shot she jumped down and landed next to him "There's no point in going up they saw where I was, we need to get you out of here and to safety we need to make a break for it they saw where you were and now where I am, we need to run can you run" she finished with the question looking over the brush she saw then hunters closing in "You run in human form I'll run in wolf form and draw their fire" she said forgetting her past fears

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: silver; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 9pt;][hr][justify]Clenching his jaw from the uncomfortable throbbing in his bicep, Marco leaned his back against the now very holed tree, looking sternly at Emily. He hastily reloaded his gun before reaching a hand up and prodding the deep wound from the bullet, barely withholding a pained groan as he touched different areas. Luckily the bullet had gone right through, probably due to the short distance between him and the shooter. He was not in the mood for picking out a piece of metal from his torn flesh.


    Drying off the blood on to his thigh, he returned his green gaze to the female, shaking his head as he settled the pistol comfortably in his preferred shooting hand. "I'm not going anywhere, and you most certainly are not going to sacrifice yourself. I just saved your life, don't risk it again." He muttered, Italian accent strongly tinting his words as he paused his speaking, turning around the side of the trunk to shoot an approaching hunter, having heard the steps and shots getting closer.
    "Antonio and I are going to cover you. I can shoot with my other hand, no problem. You just make it back to the cabin to the others, we've got you covered." He explained, leaving no room for discussion as he stood up once again, the arm with the bleeding bicep hanging limply to avoid straining the torn muscles further. "Do not, under any circumstance, go wolf and try to distract them. Antonio and I've got the advantage here."


    "Go!." He said, signaling for her to run in the direction of the cabin, which Antonio had made sure to place himself between the route to the cabin and the hunters. She would make it, if she hurried. The quicker she got to safety, the quicker they could return to the cabin and take cover there, or shoot the hunters without having to worry about the other pack members.[/fancypost]
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    she grimaced then nodded and as soon as he said go she took off running as fast as she could to the cabin, she knew the woods well so she could easily get there after a minute or two she reached the cabin

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    Lanner Snarled with tamed anger, letting out a deep breath, for she knew that if April hadn't stopped her from shooting, the hunters would not be as close as they were currently looming. She hooked in a metal tipped arrow and steadied her aim. She wasn't going to hide,even if it meant upsetting the alpha-- She was a born activist, her mother had raised her to be a leader, a diplomat and with this indoctrination, came the undeniable sense of responsibility for those around her, even if it revolved around her own selfishness.
    She squeezed the trigger and the arrow sprung free, through a hunters temple and sticking the middle-aged man to the tree behind him. Blood splattered the pure undergrowth, the red a stark contrast to the green flora. But yet, Lanner's face stayed apologetically indifferent, it was hard to decide it it was the face of a warrior or the face of monster, or is she teetered on the blurred line between them. She ducked down and rolled to the side as a drizzle of bullets pelted through her cabin wall and window.
    Lanner smelt like gasoline and poisonous ivy, and a cold, desperate need for revenge ran like mercury in her veins.
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    Lucius's claws impaled the ground, leaving ten perfectly symmetrical holes in the ground as his front legs tensed. He was perpetually confused as to what to do-- Blue had never been like Lanner, apologetically violent and boldly gusto, he tended to stay towards the back of the crowd and hadn't killed a single thing his entire life, he was too empathetic to grace violence on others. So he looked to the side to the sandy coloured wolf beside him, desperate for some sort of guidance, as he seemed to be the entire day.
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    He took one look at his the black wolves face and knew he needed to make a decision he slowly crept from behind the bush to seed where the hunters were he pulled his head back then motioned for Blue to follow as he slowly crept from he bush ready to bolt


    Emilee turned her head for a scone to look back and in that second he foot caught a exposed root she fell and twisted her ankle she slowly got up and limped forward but called out "April"

    Stiles growled at the shot when he saw April hurt he CHarged at the hunter barking and snarling he leaped up onto the hunter knovking the gun out his hand, Stiles went for the throat. But the hunter had a hidden knife. And stabbed Stiles in the shoulder blade. Stiles howled in pain but then tore out the hunters throat growling trying to scare the other hunters.

    Emilee heard the noise and hopped towards it when she saw stiles get stabbed she called out "Stiles" she then realized she had just attracted attention to herself and watched as two hunters broke away from the group she face palmed herself and began limping away

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: silver; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 9pt;][hr][justify]The two brothers were continuously shooting, occasionally shifting from one tree to the other. They were running low on ammo, Marco was bleeding heavier than he should due to moving his injured muscle and Antonio was swearing in Italian. The scent of gunpowder, hunter and Marco's blood was tinting the air, affecting those close enough but ignored by those too far.


    But they didn't stop. Both paid more attention to the knives they had snatched up along with the guns, due to their level of ammo dropping quicker than they would've liked. Antonio was nearly untouched, all but a graze on his left cheek bone from a stray bullet, only having to reach up once in a while to wipe away some of the blood.


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    April held her shoulders before another hunter turned the corner to see her curled up in pain, She looked at the muscly guy still clentching her jaw to keep her from crying out, 'what do we have here a demsiel in distress' he said laughing and putting his hand on her shoulder, 'im no demsil' she said shrugging his hand of her shoulder and elbowing him in the shin. The hunter grabbed ahold of Aprils shirt and lifted her into a truck which had just parked next to them from the other side. Aprils eyes widened as she was thrown into it, she got up and ran to the exit but didn't make it before the shut and locked the door behind her.

    She limped as fast as she could but the hunters easily caught up to her she turned to face them and put her back to a tree to support her weight "Hello sweetheart" one said "Leave me alone" she said backing away then realized her back was on the tree

    Stiles turned back to a human and had his shoulder blade bleeding then saw Emilee and snuck behind the guy and Grabbed a knife off the ground from the hunter he killed and ran up stabbing the guy in the back of the neck paralizing then killing him. Stiles heared April and Shouted "NO!!! April!" He called out running to the truck jumping in the back trying to back the widow, he wasn't strong enough and found a hammer and shamashed the window grabbing her "Come on!" He yelled