The Sawtooth Pack ~Shifters~

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    [size=7pt]With strength
    we are many
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    Welcome to the Sawtooth Pack, a pack of wolf shifters that inhabit the Sawtooth Range which is part of the Rocky Mountains in central Idaho, US. They work as a unified group whilst living in what they call the Pack House. Everyone in the pack has their own job and duties that support and contribute to with packmate’s job’s as well. Unless a member has taken a mate and has moved into an individual house of their own to raise a family, all wolves live together in the same large home out deep in the forest. The Sawtooth Pack is very territorial and don’t take kindly to trespassing shifters, let alone humans wandering or hunting in their territory. The Pack, though capable of receiving professional medical help from hospitals, they have a healer that uses various healing herbs and a mix of human-made supplies to do their work for their packmates.
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    Surrounding Land/Territory


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    Pack House


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    The Lake


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    Healer’s Spiritual Cave


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    OOC
    ☆All WCRPG/FF rules apply
    ☆ Realistic people and wolves on your forms please
    ☆No powerplaying/godmodding. These are only shifters with no powers beyond the one to shift to a wolf.
    ☆Please roleplay in third person
    ☆You may swear, but star (*) it out please
    ☆Don’t be upset if you don’t get the role you want
    ☆ If two or more people apply for the same role, I will go off of how complete and advanced the form is. EX: If you have minimal information on your form, I’ll go with the other person’s form that has more to it.
    ☆This is a SEMI-ADVANCED/ADVANCED thread. That means 4+ sentences per post. I cant stand one liners that are like this: She went out hunting. She killed a deer and ate it.
    ☆I will NOT tolerate OOC Bullying. If you are bullying someone, you will be asked to leave the thread.
    ☆I encourage drama, it’s what makes the thread interesting. But don’t make everything about your characters.
    ☆ If you have plots, post them in the Chat Thread so we can all have a say in what happens.
    ☆ If you are frequently inactive, don’t apply for a HP (Beta, Alpha, Healer). If you plan on being inactive for more than 3 days, let me know.
    ☆ Put Willow in the ‘other’ section if you read these rules
    ☆Don’t kill someone’s character without their permission
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    ☆Females are the most respected in the pack
    ☆Alpha Female’s rule is law.
    ☆If you plan on taking a mate, you must ask the Alphas if it is okay.
    ☆If you disrespect or challenge the Alpha, Beta, or Healer and lose, you will be de-ranked to an Omega
    ☆Den Mothers, Expecting faes, and Pups are to be respected. They eat first and are the first to be protected.
    ☆All rogues, and loners are to be brought to the Alpha
    ☆Omegas are not to leave the Pack House. They do not hunt, scout, and are forbidden to take mates and mother/father pups in this rank.
    ☆When two shifters become mates, they are to move out of the Pack House and build a home together in the territory to house their family.
    ☆Any shifter under 10 years of age (human years) is considered a pup. They are not to leave the immediate area around the pack house until they are taken as apprentices.



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    The Sawtooth Pack believes in life after death. They believe their ancestors live on somehow in the mountains and the Healer is the only shifter able to communicate with them when they travel to the Spiritual cave. They believe that if you are not killed with honor, you will seize to be allowed in the spiritual world and you will be deemed lost souls. If a disaster is upon the pack, the spirits may sometimes visit a shifter in their dreams and warn them with the hopes of their species continuing to exist. As well as this they believe that females in the pack are to be respected more as they are seen to be stronger in the heart. This means the Alpha Female in the pack has more power than the Alpha Male, and she has the right to take a mate or de-rank the Alpha Male if she sees fit

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    Alpha Female
    Adira Wilkes
    Alpha Male
    To be Chosen in RP
    Beta Male/Female (1/2)


    Clarity Sanders
    Healer
    Brandon Grey
    Scouts(4/∞)
    Jason Alkes
    Victoria Seans
    Emita Marino
    Charlie Duncan Hayes
    Hunters(2/∞)
    [color=blue]Tony Lupo




    [color=pink]Sasha Douglas




    Apprentices(0/4)


    Expecting (0/3)


    Den Mothers/Mothers(0/4)


    Pups(0/4)
    [color=blue]Mike Douglas




    Omegas(2/2)
    [color=blue]Heath Mercer




    [color=pink]Emily Richardson Harris




    Loners/Rogues
    [color=pink]Lanner Stevens


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    It is the beginning of Winter at the moment

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    Sign-up Thread
    http://feralfront.com/index.php?topic=2257613.0
    Chat Thread
    Coming Soon
    Plotting Thread
    http://feralfront.com/index.php?topic=2259447.new#new
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    At the peak of dawn, beautiful milky red and orange light flitted through the windows of the pack house, brightening up the darkened house willed with sleeping shifters. Laying in her king sized bed, Adira opened her pale blue eyes to slits, adjusting to the light that flooded her room. Taking in a soft breath, she looked to the empty space in her bed, meant for her mate, the Alpha Male, though she didn’t have one. Blinking softly, she pulled the comforter off of her body and stood, walking to the bathroom attached to her room. All pack members had their own room and bathrooms, for privacy reasons of course. Going about her daily routine, she showered, brushed her teeth, pulled on a pair of blue skinny jeans and a grey sweater that snugly showed off her curves. Though constantly radiating heat off of her, like shifters did to retain warmth, the layers of clothing here needed in the harsh cold winters of their territory.
    Making her way out of her room, she walked down the stairs and resided in the large kitchen, pulling out various ingredients to make breakfast for everyone, something she did every so often. Sizzling bacon on the hot skillet left her mouth watering, her stomach growling. “Up and at-em, breakfast is ready. Get something before patrols!” she called out to her packmembers
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    At the familiar call of the Alpha Female, Jason entered the pack house, closing the door behind him. With no shirt, no shoes and only jeans on, it was too obvious that he was already far awake before everyone else. He was quite an early riser, waking up earlier than the rest of the pack and going out to check the borders while everyone slept. It was a security thing for him, feeling he needed to take his duties above and beyond what the rest of the pack did, though he never would brag about it. Walking into the kitchen, he grabbed a plate and piled on scrambled eggs, bacon, and pancakes. The food was enough to feed two grown men, but shifters needed the extra sustenance to suppress their hunger

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    Emily shifted under her covers; was it morning already? She yawned and stretched her arms above her head before lazily staying in bed for a few more minutes. Once she heard the Alpha Female's call, however, she quickly hopped out of bed. Brr! As soon as her bare feet hit the floor, she shivered. Cold!


    She quickly yanked open her dresser and changed out of her loose pajamas and into an oversized maroon sweatshirt and a pair of simple black insulated leggings. Emily pulled a pair of dark grey wool socks over the leggings and shut the dresser, shivering less now. The soft sunlight filtered through her window, warning her of the time wasted. Hurriedly, Emily slid into the bathroom and inspected her reflection in the mirror. The normal I-just-woke-up light brown hair and still-sleepy light green eyes.


    Emily took her lime green hairbrush from the counter and began quickly combing it through her hair, getting all the knots and tangles out. Once she finished, she set the brush down and put on a light coat of mascara, making her green eyes pop, and hopped downstairs, grinning. I feel so much more awake! She thought happily, bounding up to Adira and Jason. She quickly took a plate and took some scrambled eggs and bacon. No pancakes for her, she'd had way too many instant pancakes in her lifetime.


    She sat at the table and tugged her sky blue phone out of her kangaroo pocket and started playing an easy puzzle game while she ate.


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    Can I just say - Kangaroo pocket is the best word ever!
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 7pt;][hr][justify] Hearing the Alpha female’s call, Brandon woke with a soft groan, rolling out of bed reluctantly. After trudging around his room for a few moments, he went into his bathroom and turned on the hot water to the shower. Surely the rest of the pack had showered and was up, so he didn’t mind to use up the scalding water. Tearing his black tee-shirt off over his head, he jumped in the way of the stream of water, the liquid turning his sun kissed skin a deep brownish red with heat. After a lengthy time in the shower, he emerged into the steamy bathroom with a towel around his waist. Having no need to shave, as he liked to grow out his beard, Brandon merely tied his long hair back into a bun and exited into his room. Searching through his drawers, he pulled on a pair of baggy grey sweatpants with a drawstring on them, and a tight-fitting white thermal shirt. Pulling the shirt over his head, the material plastered itself to his defined muscles and abs, showing off his expected form as a shifter. Heading down stairs after pulling white socks on, he moved past Adira and grabbed a piece of bacon “Thanks, love” he said to her, walking into the dining room after fulling a plate up for himself
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    Male -- 24 -- Werewolf -- Fiercely Protective, Playful & Caring -- [size=7pt]Bisexual[/size]
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    Tony often wondered why he hadn't learnt that having water next to the bed was a very bad idea. Especially when he had a sister like he had. One moment he was peacefully sleeping, deep in the darkness of unconsciousness and pleasantly dreaming about things he wouldn't remember upon waking up. The next, he was drenched in cold water, a surprised yelp emerging from his mouth as his steel grey eyes popped open in shock. Instinctually he began scrambling about to get up, the duvet around his legs halting his process midway and causing him to smack his face on the side table next to his bed, only adding to the amusement Emita was expressing with her light laughter and barely suppressed chuckles.


    "Emita! Why!?" The Italian's accent was thick as usually was in the morning, his eyes narrowed as he managed to sit on the floor in merely a pair of shorts, free of the duvet at last but not quite able to ignore the light thumping of his reddish bruise on his right cheek. He paid the minor injury absolutely no attention, more focused on pouting in annoyance with a rather confused look on his face as he kept glaring at his still laughing sister. Eventually she left and returned to her room to do who knows what, and that was when Tony dragged himself off of the admittedly surprising comfortable floor. Being rather lazy in the mornings, he merely splashed some water on to his face, ran a hand through his thick hair a couple times before casting a brief glance into the mirror to check if his appearance was acceptable enough. He then proceeded to thrown on a pair of black sweatpants and a rather tight-fitting navy blue / dark blue t-shirt with the white and rather ironic writing 'out of my mind, be back in five minutes'. No socks, of course.


    Tony, without actually knowing how he did it, managed to make his way into the kitchen without falling down the stairs and stumble over to the source of the heavenly smelling food. Emita was still nowhere to be seen, probably accidentally absorbed in working in an art project, but he lazily dipped his head and raised a hand as a greeting towards the other shifters, the black ink of his tribal-styled tattoo whirling down his muscular arm from his similarly toned tires and upper arm. The darkness of the ink constrasted with the natural tanned tone of his skin rather nicely, not too eye catching but eye catching enough to be difficult to look away from when noticed.


    "Mmm, smells amazing. Grazie*, Caro*."
    The Italian werewolf said with a rather playful bow and a just as playful grin. He was awake, and quickly returning to his usual playful state. The Italian words rolled off his tongue with ease, accent still as thick as it had been minutes ago, yet his voice wasn't quite as husky as when he had been rudely awoken. Tony had a habit of calling people seemingly random pet names in Italian, though he never used loving pet names like love or sweetheart. He was saving those for when he'd find his mate. He grabbed a plate and basically picked some random foods, more interesting in the bacon and pancakes than the eggs. Mmm, bacon. With a piece hanging from his lips - he couldn't help himself - he nodded his thanks yet again and approached the table the others were sitting at.
    With a warm smile curving the corners of his mouth, he flopped down besides Emily, set his plate down and twisted himself to be facing her focused form ever so slightly, one elbow resting on the table neside his plate without a care. Tony momentarily took in her very concentrated expression, then let his steel grey gaze follow her eyes down to the phone in her hand. Luckily remembing how to not make a fool of himself, he ate the piece of bacon that had been numbing his tongue with the pure delicious taste of pure, real bacon before speaking up, warm smile never wavering and the reddish bruise on his cheek completely forgotten.
    "What're ya playin', Focaccina*?"



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    Grazie = Thank you
    Caro = Darling
    Focaccina = Muffin
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: silver; font-family: cambria; font-size: 10pt;][hr][justify]"Tony! Tony, wake up!"
    Emita's fist connected with the wooden door several times, the solid sound echoing into the room on the other side. There was no light under the door, and a faint rumbling sound was emerging through the small cracks between the door and its frame. Of course. The thought flickered through the italian's mind with little surprise. It wasn't uncommon for her elder brother to act like this. Refusing to come out of his dark cavern, too deeply asleep to pay attention to the world around him. She was used to it, and the rest of the pack was probably used to it as well. Now, there were several solutions to this problem. Emita had no patience to wait for him to wake up on his own, very well aware that he could easily sleep through the entire day, so that wasn't an option. Making a lot of noise wouldn't be pleasant for anyone, so that wasn't in any interest either. One solution left, the solution she often used and always enjoyed.


    Hand on the handle and a rather mischievous grin curling her lips, the female werewolf opened the door to her brother's room silently, sneaking inside and closing it again. It took her vibrant amber eyes a few moments to amuse to the pure darkness of the room, but eventually she was able to see enough to cause her to roll her eyes. There he was. Not even on the bed, but instead laying sprawled out on the floor, duvets tangled around his legs and hair all messy. Deep rumbling sounds were escaping his mouth and throat, not snores but not silent either. With a low sigh, Emita began approaching his sleeping form.


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    Female -- 20 -- Omega


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    Emily looked up and grinned when she saw Tony, her body immediately intending from the intensity of the game. Her green eyes brightened when he asked the question.
    "2048. It's my favorite." She replied easily, then turned to look at Victoria and answer her question.


    "I'd love to after I finish breakfast!" Emily said, pointing her silver fork at the untouched bacon and half-eaten scrambled eggs. To prove her point, she quickly ate a couple forkfuls of scrambles eggs, the buttery flavor just right. Except..


    She took the pepper shaker from the center of the table and shook it a couple times, letting the flakes drop slowly. Perfect! Emily glanced back at Tony, smiling softly at the aspect of a perfect morning: a quick run, delicious-looking bacon, and perfectly peppered eggs! And, of course, snow wasn't a bad part of her morning either.


    She winced as she saw Tony's fresh bruise on his cheek. She had heard him yell at someone, most likely Emita, in his room, but didn't think much of it. She placed her phone on the table, dropped the fork in her other hand, and gently reached one hand forward to touch the bruise. "Early morning wakeup call?" Emily asked, shuddering slightly as she touched his skin. She had never touched anyone except her parents before.


    She quickly took her hand away, quickly smiling to cover up her mistake. She averted her eyes from him, blushing softly, and picked up a piece of lukewarm bacon and put it in her mouth, avoiding looking at him.



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    Female -- 21 -- straight -- Scout


    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: black; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 7pt;][hr][justify]Victoria gave a light growl in her throat at Emily's flirtation but quickly shrugged it off and smiled. She adjusted her out fit and checked her messages as she waited for the others to finish and join her. Speaking of which where was everyone?[/fancypost]
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    Emily glanced up at Victoria, suddenly self-conscious about herself and Tony. She quickly looked away from the older girl and started picking up her plate and utensils, after shoving her last piece of blissfully tasty bacon in her mouth.


    She delicately picked up the plate, set it in the dishwasher, and went back for her utensils, and put them in the dishwasher as well. She avoided looking at anyone else in the kitchen before heading back to her room to shower and brush her teeth. Emily quickly raced into her bathroom and took a shower. The water was frigid at first, then softened to a perfect warm temperature. Her worries about Tony and Victoria quickly slipped away as soon as she finished showering, and she was more focused on going on a run then her pack mates.


    Emily quickly put on the clothes she had on before and brushed her teeth, the minty freshness making her eyes sting. As soon as she was done, she splashed her face with water and gently scrubbed for a few seconds, but the scent of chemicals in the face wash made her quickly finish.


    Once she had blowdried her hair, she quickly slid back into the kitchen with her wool socks, in a happy mood again; perhaps happier.



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    Female -- 25 -- Alpha Female


    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 7pt;][hr][justify]Skipping breakfast herself, Adira got to cleaning up the kitchen, being the neat freak she was, she kept everything organized as much as she could. "Wash your own dishes, i wont be you maid" she joked, but her statement held some order to her underlying tone. Walking around the island that rested in the center of the kitchen, she grabbed a few almonds and popped the in her mouth. Subconsciously in thought, Adira always grabbed the blue crystal laced onto her necklace. Making a soft sound after finishing the almonds, she spoke up, remembering what was needed to be done "I have to go into town to get supplies for the harsher times of this season. If anyone wants me to pick something up, write it down on the list hanging on the fridge." she announced, heading back to her room to get proper looking clothes on to go into town. She couldn't exactly go in just a thin sweater, seeing as the temperatures were nearing negative and it would look suspicious to the humans in town. [/fancypost]
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    [align=center]Male -- 26 -- Scout


    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 7pt;][hr][justify]Finishing up breakfast, Jason gulped down his coffee and went to the sink to clean up. Washing his plate, cup, and silverware, he then dried and placed them in their designated drawers and cabinets. Walking out of the kitchen, he caught sight of Emily inspecting Tony's face, a look of concern in her features. He didn't take much care for the situation, that was until he heard a faint growl in the distance. Turning his head, he saw it came from Victoria, but she quickly covered it up with a smile. Smirking softly, he walked by her, but stopped for a moment to bend down until his mouth was by her ear. "Jealousy doesn't suite you" he spoke softly, his tone amused. Straightening back up, he winked at her and proceeded to the door. With only jeans to cover his olive skin, Jason opened the door and stepped back outside, shirtless and barefoot, heading out for another check at the borders. [/fancypost]
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    Male -- 24 -- Werewolf -- Fiercely Protective, Playful & Caring -- [size=7pt]Bisexual[/size]
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    If there was one thing Tony hated more than most, it was confusion. Others being confused, fine, because someone or himself could try and explain it to them. Himself being confused on the other hand? No thanks. He'd rather run a mile with shoes made of cactus. But since he didn't have any cactus shoes and was already confused, he could merely huff, lean one if his elbows on the table as he slowly ate some more of the previously delicious and interesting breakfast. Why had Emily made such a gentle and concerned gesture? Why hadn't he questioned it, and instead actually leaned in to the touch ever so slightly? How had the ignored bruise become forgotten once she spoke, and why couldn't he pay attention to her words because he had been focusing on her voice? Why had Victoria growled?


    Flickering a last piece of bacon into his mouth, the Italian returned to his bad habit and dismissed the worries and thoughts of the situation for now. He liked to think he'd ask her about it later, but he knew that since he was confused, and judging by her expression she was a bit as well, he would never actually do it. Not before he had figured out what all this meant. But now, the words of the other pack members catch his attention, and he sat up straight when he noticed the options. Request to join the Alpha in her trip to town? Or go on a run with the rest?


    He could run later.


    Tony was quick to stand, grab the utensils and plate and head out into the kitchen with them, returning moments later with a towel in his hands he was currently using to dry them and a few water droplets on his shirt. Once again the warm smile had overtaken his face as he was distracted by the other tasks. He leaned against one of the walls close and in full view from the stairs, as he awaited Adria's return to request to tag along. Upon noticing Emily's return, and her fresh scent and seemingly enlightened mood, he was quick to send a warm and slightly playful grin her way, chuckling deeply and fondly of the familiar sight of the wool socks. Maybe he should get a hold of some? They looked extremely comfy. Tony fell back into a thoughtful trance, absently staring at the floor in front of the stairs he was waiting for their leader to come down of.


    The Italian had always been fascinated by the town, not having living in any quite like this in his lifetime. The different smells, even though they were overpowering and at times rather nasty, only added to the attention-catching environment. Sure, humans were a possible threat to them, but they were so different yet so similar. It was hard to explain, just as hard as it would be for Emita to explain the inspiration behind most of her paintings and artworks.[/fancypost]
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    [size=9pt]Scent: Light Vanilla & Faint Spicy Pepperoni
    Female -- 21 -- Werewolf -- Passionate, Caring & Creative -- [size=7pt]Heterosexual[/size]
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: silver; font-family: cambria; font-size: 10pt;][hr][justify]The first thing Emita noticed when she made her way down the stairs, was Tony and his thoughtful expression. He didn't even notice when his sister waved a tanned hand in front of his face, but he did scowl playfully at him when she prodded at the bruise on his cheek, his steel grey eyes flickering over to meet her vibrant amber hues. She felt bad for the bruise, but she was quickly silently reassured that it was all right when Tony tugged her into a bone crushing hug, both of them chuckling lightly and briefly exchanging proper and slightly teasing good mornings in their mother language. After a light kiss on the side of her head from Tony, a familiar and affectionate gesture between the two of them, the brother released his beloved and easily teased sister from his muscled embrace and leaned back once more.


    Tony returned to his thoughtful position against the wall, and Emita headed into the kitchen, grabbing an apple instead of taking some of the cooked breakfast as she usually did. She returned out into the common area where it seemed most were located and she chose to stand a bit off to the side, occasionally taking a bite from her apple as she let her warm gaze sweep softly about in the room. The scents of the different wolves in the room were a familiar smell to her, the whole house smelled like that except the bedrooms, and it was strangely comforting. It had been much different when the two Italian siblings had been on their own, traveling with next to nothing. Back then, detecting a scent and escaping it would most likely have spared injuries or even death. Strange, how such vital things could change so suddenly.


    While Emita was taking occasional bites of her apple and watching the others with interest and warmth in her gaze, she failed to notice the blue, green and red paint stains on her skin. She had some on her barred arms, a few droplets on her grey t-shirt and even a few colored speckles on her face, mainly the nose. Tony's prediction was correct, she had been painting a few more details on her nearly finished painting.[/fancypost]
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    ★[fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; width: 450px; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; color: white; margin-top: -6px][hr]Track!! Sorry, I've been so inactive lately! I'll most likely reply today, but if not you can lower Clarity's rank to hunter[/fancypost][align=center][size=5pt]© counselor dreamíe #TAGHERE [/size]


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    Female -- 20 -- Omega


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    Emily subconsciously felt Victora's annoyance, but she brushed it off. Jealous of an omega.. As if. She was still confused, however, about why she had touched Tony's bruise. There was no point, and now a wolf higher than herself was possibly angry at her. Great.


    She joined Tony by the stairs, picking up her phone on the counter along the way. The shiny plastic case was cold from being on the counter for a couple minutes, and she quickly put it in her pocket to warm it up.
    Emily nervously looked at Victoria and Emita before speaking. "Jason just went out, Victoria, maybe you could go on a run with him if you still need fresh air?" She suggested, looking away as soon as she finished voicing her suggestion.


    She nervously picked at her sweatshirt, eventually pulling her iPhone back out and moving back towards where she was sitting at breakfast. Emily settled back into her comfortable position before unlocking the screen and going back to her game of 2048, blocking out the rest of the world. Her light green eyes briefly flickered towards Victoria before she tied her wavy brown hair into a low side braid as she waited for the screen to reload. She felt around in her kangaroo pocket and - aha!


    Emily tugged a white beanie out of the pocket. She always kept one on her somewhere, and her ears were starting to get cold. She pulled it over head before continuing the gameplay, completely immersed.



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    Male -- 32 -- Healer


    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 7pt;][hr][justify] Devouring his breakfast, Brandon was the first to jump up and write something down on the list Adira had left on the fridge. Garlic, thyme. Not just good for cooking but good for healing remedies he thought to himself as he wrote down the items on the list. He has perfect script handwriting, the letters showing the elegance that it took to perfect that type of writing. Placing the pen down, he continued to the sink and washed ups dishes up and placed them in the cabinet. Heading for the door, Brandon wanted to check if there were any ounce of herbs he could collect that wasn't wilted already, though there wasn't much chance.
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