The Lost Memories - Werecreatures RP

Fernande (nickname Fern)| female| 27 years| Trainer| Crush open|

Fernande jumped as the sound of a howl pierced the air. She knocked over some pans, creating even more noise. She closed her eyes, and shook her head. Just go, get it over with. She began to slither towards the arrival place, not bothering to pick up the pans, she'd just make an even bigger mess if she tried.

Asgore| male| 20 years| Lead Guard| Crush open|

Asgore nodded to Hircine, and watched the portal with him. He wondered who'd show up, what they'd be like. I hope they're fun. And gullible. And nice. And not high strung. A million thoughts zipped through his head, the most important one being I hope they're not dangerous..

Aria's ears twitched as she heard the leader's howl. She howled back, before lugging her fish back to the camp.

//rushed

Josephine's blue eyes examined her leader as he howled. She rose to her full height and walked closer. Unlike the others, Josephine had a solid combination of human and animal features where as some strictly had animalistic with touches of human.
For example she still had long golden hair and a relatively flat face.
Josie stood next to the hulking lion of a man, Asgore. She examined him for a moment to size him up before turning her attentions back to Hircine.
She pondered who would come through, knowing it could be very terrifying to arrive changed and unsure of your past. Most were aggressive and reliant on instinct, some were quiet and unsure, others seemed like they were born for this life.
Josie was visibly relaxed, her claws stretching in the slightest.

Riley heard the howl all the way across the clan. The were-leopard stopped his work at the forge for a moment. These new arrivals always seemed to come at the most inconvenient of times for him, and now was no different. He stared at the steel crucible that sat in the furnace, which burned at full blast. The iron that cooked wouldn't be harmed by sitting in the heat for a few extra minutes, but Riley hated being pulled away from his work. Of course, he didn't want to upset anyone by not showing up, so he stripped off the thick hide gloves he wore and sat them on the nearby workbench. He left the heat of the furnace behind and stepped outside the smithy and into the open air. Despite the bright sun in the sky, the air was much cooler outside than by the forge. If he had a choice, he'd stay in the heat and keep working. Of course, if he had a choice in any of the things that'd happen over the past month, he wouldn't be were he was now. He sighed, then quietly trudged down the path to the rune circle that everyone else gathered around.

Ava paused as the howl rippled through the air, cursing, the deafening sound would scare off the prey for an hour or so. Glancing at the rabbit in her hands, she slung her catch over her shoulder and moved back to camp. Settling comfortable into her coils. Once the new addition came through, her slitted eyes glance over to Hiricane to see his reaction.

no worries

Fernande (nickname Fern)| female| 25 years| Trainer| Crush open|

Fern hissed to herself, eyes wide as many of the clan showed up. She made herself scarce, losing herself in the back of the crowd. She was still there, but now hopefully she wouldn't have to talk to anyone.

Asgore| male| 20 years| Lead Guard| Crush open|

Waiting with Hircine

Aria raised towards the location on all fours, since that way she'd be there faster. She delicately dropped her net of fish next to her and ran up to Hircine. "Hircine! What's going on? I came as soon as I heard." She stated.

So is Shigure the one who Hircine called from the portal?

Fushia colored orbs opened as a young werecat, only about seventeen came
out of the portal. Her ears flicked back and her tail twitched
uneasily. Her dark grey and light black fur ruffled until she hesitated
then her gaze scanned her surroundings warily. She didn't know where she
was, and that scared her. One ear was torn and bleeding lightly, while
one arm was clutched to her side. Her unease was obvious as she edged to
the shadows, preferring to hide her form from view as much as possible.
Verona Isis Jadiian, aka Vera, was a werecat from a rare oncilla bred
into her genes. She had a bad past and preferred to keep that to
herself. Her soft nature hidden well under a mask of shyness,
skittishness, and uneasiness.

Already a crowd had gathered at the circle. Riley didn't feel like mingling, so he stood near the back and watched from a distance. In a way, he couldn't help but feel bad for the new arrivals. They were being thrust into this unknown world with no knowledge of... anything. He then thought back to when he first arrived, and how he had pretended to play along with the clan's expectations until he was alone. They may of accepted their new existence, but he couldn't. So he left and tried to figure this mystery out on his own. However, there was nothing out there. No matter how hard he searched, there was nothing out their but the wilds. This circle that they came through seemed to be the only clue they had as to the cause of all this. Riley despite everything, they've never been able to decipher the runes. It always gnawed at the back of his mind, and he wished that they had more to go one. However, there was nothing, so all they could do was survive.

Ava shifted uncomfortably at the sight of the new arrivals, the memory of her arrival still fresh in her mind and how it took several hours for her to manage to figure out how to move her tail properly. Lifting herself higher into the air to look over the towering forms of the other werecreatures.

Riley could hardly stand how optimistic Hircine sounded. These people had just been ripped from who knows where, physically altered, and dropped here with no memory. Yet Hircine made it sound like this was some sort of playful fairy tale mystery. It took a lot of restraint not to just turn and walk away right there and then. It was Hircine's almost care free and overly welcoming demeanor that had made Riley untrusting of him at first. "Almost like a cult luring victims..." He muttered to himself.

Aria's head turned, as she noticed what Hircine had called them for. She looked at the newcomers. She got on all fours and started sniffing them. She didn't want to frighten them, but she had to make sure, so she could remember their scents.

Vera remained in the shadows, her ears flattened against her head as her fur bristled.She did not trust Hircine one bit. Her tail lashed from behind her as she watched the group surrounding them. Her posture tensing so she could easily dart off once she found an opening in the group. Her unease was obvious as claws came into view from her fingernails, ready to scratch if anyone approached her. So far she hadn't been noticed, which was good, it meant she had a chance to slip away from the group.

Um, wasn't Hircine addressing ALL of the new arrivals?

Josephine knew injury, and she could smell the blood from Vera. They both seemed young, too young for her liking, but Josephine didn't move, not until her leader gave them permission to move.