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Forgive me for my wrongs, I have just begun

and you could easily replace me

Kris watched silently as she patched herself up. "You're welcome," she finally replied, allowing herself to relax slightly with her before adding "Carrie always messes with the newbies. You where just the lucky first one."

Once she had finished her cleanup, Kris found it hesitant to say her name. She still had her trust issues, but this female seemed to trust her enough; and hell she just gave her the last bit of her secret supplies so she obviously had some trust there

Right?

"Kris. Kris Welsh" she finally replied, her doe brown eyes meeting the puffy and bruised face of Nora. She wanted to ask why this girl was here. Someone so..simple like her seemed out of place here. These people had gang backgrounds, used drugs more than they ate food, and where riddled with hand fulls of mental disorders.

Then again, you could never judge a book by its cover.

and that ain't gonna change

totally understand! I have periods like that often))

Joe listened intently. She was truly fascinated in other species and creatures. They weren't entirely different. Wolves, just as vampires, had to be cautious. There where just as many, if not more, people hunting them as well as vampires, and each species had their leaders and higher ups.

"woah woah, hold on. So you mean to tell me that you can talk telepathically!? Thats so awesome!" she exclaimed, a laugh rolling off her tongue. She only wished vampires had that power. Sure there where the rare few that got more strength then others, some where father, hell eve Joelyn herself had one of the to eyesights in her coven

When the topic of her eating habits came up, Joe was more than happy to discuss. "wellll, vampires can eat human food, but it's basically like eating cardboard for humans. It wouldn't sustain us at all," she started, nodding to the several clean chicken bones on her plate, I usually eat like that for fun or when I'm bored. We hunt, a lot, BUT usually animals. If we feed off human blood, it has to be donated," she leaned in a little close, trying her best to pretend to whisper a secret, "but don't ask me where the donated blood comes from" she finished with a smile and a wink.

Slamming herself back against her chair, she interlocked her fingers behind her head for support before asking her next question. "Okay, my turn. You said something about getting married now? You..wanna talk about that?" she asked hesitantly. Arranged marriages where never fun, she had one herself, so she understood if the topic was sorta touchy.

and that ain't gonna change

Joe's face sunk as she listened to the law. The sudden flashes of and older mans hungry eyes watching her walk the isle. She was only 13, he roughly in his early mid 30's. Her father adored him, for he did own the biggest trade all of Romania. He was wealthy, fit, and a seemingly charing man.

But alone he was Lucifer himself. No violent act was too much for him. Chairs, vases, mirrors, all thrown towards the fair pre-teen for simply forgetting to make the bed. She was broken, bruised, and used.

She blinked herself back to the present day, reminding herself of the chill int eh room and the less violent company in front of her. Her lips hinted a smile. "You're badass, girl" she snickered before holding out her fist for a fist bump.

She really hoped this wouldn't be the last time they met.

and that ain't gonna change

Joe's face sunk as she listened to the law. The sudden flashes of and older mans hungry eyes watching her walk the isle. She was only 13, he roughly in his early mid 30's. Her father adored him, for he did own the biggest trade all of Romania. He was wealthy, fit, and a seemingly charing man.

But alone he was Lucifer himself. No violent act was too much for him. Chairs, vases, mirrors, all thrown towards the fair pre-teen for simply forgetting to make the bed. She was broken, bruised, and used.

She blinked herself back to the present day, reminding herself of the chill int eh room and the less violent company in front of her. Her lips hinted a smile. "You're badass, girl" she snickered before holding out her fist for a fist bump.

She really hoped this wouldn't be the last time they met.

and that ain't gonna change

Her face scrunched slightly at hearing her soon departure. She didn't want her to leave, really. It had been so long since someone sat down and had a conversation with her instead of calling her dumb and sent her on her way. But, she knew her pack would be looking for her, and maybe it was time she returned home herself.

"oh HELL YEAH!" her mood took a complete 180 when Sky offered to watch her form into wolf form. She had only seen it once, but that was behind a tv screen. Her shoes crunched under the fresh snow, watching Sky intently as the beautiful form of her woman hood turned into the mighty beast. Her eyes instantly scanned her, taking in every microscopic detail

of her coal black fur, ripples of muscle, and scars.

She smiled at the canine in front of her. "I want to see you again," she said bending down to eye level,"if you can, meet me here in a week." Could she even understand her? Surly she had to, but then again she did say wolves communicate only through pictures. How would she even remember her scent? Suddenly an idea popped in her head.

She reached around her neck and started fooling with one of the few chains she wore on her neck. She finally got the claps undone, and pulled around a simple "J" pendant necklace. Gently she held it out, hoping she understood her sentiment.

Tryna get a hold of my emotions

(sorry for this lame starter post. I'm at work but wanted to post something haha)

Fame was not all it was cracked up to be. Sure she had money, fans, met amazing and incredible people, but to make a rainbow you need the storm first. It was nearly showtime, last minute dress touchups ad makeup where essential during this time. Sitting stationed at the large vanity she was motionless as her makeup team did whatever they liked. She trusted these people with her life, and so far they haven't steered her wrong.

So far.

A large, melodramatic sigh escaped her freshly glossed lips. Even after nearly a decade doing what she did you'd think she'd be more use to the jitters; but anxiety was a bitch.

Opening her eyes, she was met with the ever so lovely face of her main makeup artist and close friend, Thalia. She had come to the team nearly two years ago and both females hit it off the moment they met. Scrunching her nose, she giggled. "How'm I lookin'?" she asked while trying to peek at herself through the mirror behind Tati.

and that ain't gonna change

(WOW sorry for that muse. Please don't feel like you need to match, I just got the wrighties all of a sudden)

The week to past felt like the longest week of her life (and thats saying A LOT for someone who is 330 years old). Her mind buzzed with questions, worry, and hints of excitement. Would she even come back? She had her hopes, but then her doubts as well. Why did she even care if she came back? It's not like they where family or important to each other. They had only first met that past week.

But here she was, chewing her nails off for some dog that may not even remember her. Currently she sat at her coven, a large bay window stationed in front of her as she watched the pellets of snow fluttered to the ground. She shook her leg absentmindedly, mind still racing with each question she could think of.

"Joelyn. Make yourself useful and take Élise hunting with you" their grand master would bellow over the intercom system placed thought the vast structure. She growled with clenched teeth before jumping out of her chair. She didn't mind Élise, she was just fairly new. Only changed about two years prior, her hunting skills where minute, as well as fighting and everything else Vampires where supposed to be good at.

But then again it never mattered what she preferred.

The hunt was underway as the two females wandered the vast forest. Nearly an hour had passed and nothing. No rabbits, deer, birds, or even a sleeping bear (they where much easier to eat when they least expected you).

Suddenly Joelyn's energy changed. She hadn't noticed she was leading Élise right back to her cabin. The smell of dog hit her nose before anything, and she could tell Élise noticed it too. "Jackpot! A werewolf" she snickered, rolling her shoulders and trying her best to "loosen up" before a possible fight.

Fear struck her like a spear. She didn't want to Sky to get hurt, but she also didn't want Élise finding out about her secret friend affair. "You wait here. You can't fight for shit and you know it," she began, pointing her index finger towards the other woman, "If I need you I'll call you, but do not, and I mean DO FUCKING NOT, follow me. It's better to have one dead vampire than two" she ordered, her voice loud and powerful before using her gifted sped to dart off towards her humble abode.

She just hoped Élise would listen, and hoped Sky hadn't left yet.

and that ain't gonna change

The low gnarl of a canine sent her into fight or flight. Her usually icy hues spilled to gold, a weird defense mechanism her kind use to distinguish vampires between humans and other creatures during battle. Was this the wrong wolf? Surly it couldn't be, most natural wolves stayed their respectful distance.

The glint of gold around it's furry neck eased her worries. Her eyes shifted back to normal, and her fists unclenched. She kneeled down, stretching out her palm. "How could you forget someone like me?" she asked with a wide and happy smile.

After letting her pale fingers run over her fur for a moment she glanced around, hoping Élise had listened to her and stayed in her place. She rushed to open the door, pushing her floppy doggie body into the cabin. "Okay just..just stay here. I have to uh...take care of something,"she stammered, turning on her heels and slamming the creaking wooden door shut.

She returned to Élise; but not before roughing herself up a bit. A slap here, scratches there, and even a bloody nose. Holy hell, Joe! Why didn't you call for me!" Élise asked in bewilderment. "Yeah yeah, well I'm alive, hmm? If you where smart then you'd remember we have a treaty. No killing them, no killing us" she said while pretending to be out of breath.

"Just go back home, tell Adrius I'll be home soon" she dismissed her. Élise tried to retort, but turned away at Joe's death glare.

and that ain't gonna change

Once Élise was gone she rushed back to her awaiting canine friend. It was really a weird thought. A sworn enemy now becoming a friend. She wished her coven had the same philosophies. Her lithe frame slipped easily through the door, immediately welcomed by heat. Seeing her fire now more steady and useful at giving out heat than before. Joe was terrified of fire, when in large quantity, but as seeing how controlled it was she didn't give it too much worry.

Her attention focused now on the pile of fur sleeping on her couch. A wide, toothy grin slipped across her lips. She was so happy to finally have a dedicated friend. Someone who wouldn't put her down or throw her out for being 'in the way'.

She opted to let her finish resting, while she fixed a simple turkey sandwich, with a little glass of blood for her.

Tryna get a hold of my emotions

Gwyen smiled at her crew as the admired the handy work. The awkward head bobble in attempts to see herself hinted to everyone that she wanted to see, so gradually they moved out of the way.

Damn she was good.

She puckered her lips, flashed her highlighter, and batted her hazel brown eyes. With a wiggle of her toes and fingers she scooted out of her chair, stiff from sitting for so long, and headed over to wardrobe for one more quick touching. The sudden change of music and lighting caused thousands of fans to scream in excitement.

Once she was finalized, she quickly rushed over to Tati, taking her hands and air kissing both cheeks. "You never disappoint, babes," she praised, taking the tips of silky champagne locks between her fingertips and twirling it slightly, "Please remind me to give you a raise later."

Gwyen cherished Tati very much. Not only as a very near and dear friend, but she aslo had the hugest crush on her. Before she assumed she where straight, never looked at any other woman 'that way'; but then of course Thalia had to change that. Now her stomach turned when she sometimes, but never in a bad way. She wanted to be open with her. She wanted to grab her and confess all her thoughts and feelings. She wanted to prove she was good for her, that she could provide and give her a wonderful life.

But that was childish thinking. She herself was in a relationship. Not a happy one, but she was a wonderful guy who treated her well and gave her respect. But that didn't make her love him.

With cheers now at their top volume, Gwyen was ushered over to the rising stage platform. Crouched down inside her cube, she glanced back at her crew, an affectionate smile widening her lips, and love filled her heart.

and that ain't gonna change

"Yeahh sorry about that, she spoke up from the corner chair directly across from the she-wolf, "I often get stuck with the newbies who can't handle their hunting." Taking a gulp from the solo cup in her hand before quickly wiping the drips of blood from her lips; hopefully not scaring her too much.

"Hungry?" she asked before handing her the sandwich in a small baggie. She wished she could offer more, but stealing food had gotten more and more progressively harder.

She bit the insides of her cheek, thoughts starting to wind up again. "Whats new, puppy dog" she asked with a relaxed sigh. Hopefully that wasn't too abrasive, and hopefully she stayed longer this time.

Tryna get a hold of my emotions

(oh gurl yas. I have many plans between the boyfriend and Thalia hehe. Lots of drama

and no worries at all! I fell the exact same about this post)

She was use to last minute makeup touches. She did have a terrible nail biting habit, and even with her fancy set of new nails, she still continued to nibble. She must have smeared some without noticing. "Always keeping you on your toes, huh?" she teases and a scrunch of her nose.

Her demeanor was strange this time, though. She seemed more..forward. She stood much closer then usual, and the sudden closeness made Gwyen's heart begin to race. She did as she was told, though, and slightly puckered her lips for new lipstick to be applied.

Her heart beat in her ears, and the crowd once so loud before became all but non-existent.

and that ain't gonna change

An abrupt snort escaped from her while she spoke of her upcoming marriage and talk of her new mate. "Bloodthirsty?", she questioned while holding her cup higher and slowly swishing the contents around,"I don't think anyone can more bloodthirsty then me" she finished with a low chuckle.

Her face grew serious. "What are your packs consequences for killing your mate, or each other." If he truly was as sadistic as she described, she didn't want to worry about her dying and having no way out. She understood pack laws and traditions, her coven had a few themselves, but they are never worth risking your life over.