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Brandon gazed out of the pale white window seeing the forest trees around the house. He was a strong werewolve prepared for anything and everything, the tribe was just for strength, harmony, and allies. He needed them for now he would start a new family with Needa and the other werevamps/ vampires/ wolves.
Arlette stumbled through the brambles, her face tearstained and her eyes red-rimmed from crying. She had a few gashes on her arms and her sleeve was torn, but she kept going, looking for someplace to rest. Even an empty cave would work. She just couldn't stay out in the open like this.
Racheal sat in her room rubbing her neck, she curled up on her bed
Rosita sat in the medication room sorting the liquid medicinces from the plants\herb medicince. She was 110 and so far was the only healer trainee but with a great mentor. Rosita was a vampire but who ate vegtables and fruits.
Racheal decided to go hunting, she saw Brandon, she smiled "I'm going hunting for dinner, wanna join ?" she asked him
Brandon turned his attention over to Racheal with a nodd "Sure, that would be a great idea" he replied.
She smiled and said "don't look" when he turned around she striped an put her clothes in a pile and transformed and ran out the house and howled for him
Brandon walked outside as he transformed into a werewolve, his clothes ripped during the transformation he joined in the howling then ran forth into the forest.
She wagged her tail and ran after him
Brandon smiled as he followed after her
She stoped and looked up at him, she never realized how large he was
Brandon gave her a smile "Lets hunt" he whispered padding ahead of her.
She noded and ran to catch up with him, she couldn't shake the feeling about how small she was
Brandon looked at her "Dont worry, your stronger than you think" he replied with a small reading mind talent.
She wrinkled her nose and pounced on his back laughing, playing around like a child
Brandon let a grin take place as he got up again.
She laid on his back and mumbled something, she realized she could see over bushes now, her tail wagged
Brandon questioned himself in suprise "Do I love her? Racheal is like the sunset and a better Kali" he thought.
Racheal tried to stand up on his back to see over more bushes, she lost her balance and tumbled off, she popped back up and smiled like nothing happened, and walked on
[align=center]Brandon shook the thought out of his head then continued walking along. The male wolf then came to a stop sencing a deer was near, he then crept forward and pounced on it, finding out that his thoughts were wrong. It was an elk, but good enough Brandon carried it back to a large tree then went over to Racheal.
Meanwhile back inside Jordan was in his room blasting the music. He was not bratty just amazed on how he could survive living with bosy vampires. Not too mention some of them were cute or the werevamps. Jordan slept in a small room in the bottom of the house basically werewolve zone. Done their was alot of music videos, and albums plus some books and a comfortable bed just for him.
Rosita then stopped mixing the herbs and decided to just let the whole medication operation stop untill someone was actually sick. Usually the vampires or werewolves would heal quickly or be to quick to get hurt but you never know. Rosita always liked to be on time and safe then sorry. Yesturday Rosita went outside into the mountains to glare at the sun as it set. Anyways the young healer loved running with her speed.
Willow was out in the middle of the forest hunting for herself and some other werewolves. She transformed into a werewolve when she was leaving the camp, problem is that her clothes ripped so she would have no clothes on the way back. Willow's room was beside Jordans and Racheals then their was Brandons. The second floor had the werevamps and top floor was the vampires. In a vampire room they had no bed but a large door opening into the forest so they could jump out when wanted.
Needa wondered where her father Brandon was, with a shrug she decided to go and visit one of her friends. If she had any, anyways Needa needed to go school. She was 110 though she looked the age 11 she was about as smart as Edward (from Twilight). The tribe needed to get noticed in some ways so they weren't considered strange by any humans or be given a horrified gaze. They just needed to look as normal as posible.