A pack means family

A promise that I keep, I'll never share, I'll never speak. To my grave the secret goes. The beating heart, the beating heart, Of the mystic creatures wandered far. We are pack - We are Family. multi - character, indie rp tracked tag;

[lupuslunam]

            "...---shit."

[lupuslunam]

sandsmans:

                               ❛  Well, I certainly WASN’T planning on it.  ❜

         "it's just a scratch -....it's fine."

[eternaltomorrow]

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[lupuslunam]

             "don't touch it!"          she might have hurt herself          running around in the woods.         she really was paying attention        but a branch snapped and wolves         don't come with wings!

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ofgoldenhalo:

                  what a fucking neanderthal….                                 “chew and swallow, you’re spewing                                       bits of food —— it’s disgusting.”

                 if only she fucking knew.             reid is all wild. there's no turning it             off.

                "......---."

               fine! he'll chew and swallow but there's              a definite stink face gracing his features now.

[dailyellenpage]

[lupuslunam]

        "there aren't that many holes.        are there?"

[anamorphosis-and-isolate]

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ofgoldenhalo:

                  she may be pouting…                        “It’s not cheesy                             ———it’s cute.”

               he's not paying attention what so ever.                   "wh...----what?                 is there cheese?"

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nichtliebe:

       It’s the touch of her hand that first alerts him; the constant heat that seemed to be radiating from her skin. There aren’t a lot of humans that run a body temperature so high, which causes him to furrow his brows for a moment, before he gives a small chuckle, shaking his head. ❝ It’s not so much impersonating as —- er, pretending to be a different kind of cop…. ❞ yeah, that’s not much better, really.

           If only hunters gave off the same kind of warning. Raina's parents      were killed by them and if she knew the man in front of her was       something of the sort she'd shift and eat his face for dinner. Hands slink      into the front pockets of her thrift store pants - blue eyes shining brightly        thanks to the sun. "So what kind of cop are you..--Mr...--? I could be      a cop too since I work at a Halloween store?"

[lupuslunam]

hombrelxbo:

       atlas should just never leave his apartment.     a simple walk to stretch his legs has him catching      the scent of another wolf and he is in no mood    to have this interaction so he moves further into      the shadows of the trees. He curses as she sniffs    him out and reluctantly steps out.        ”obviously, you’re not the only one walking around here.”

              another wolf. no, not happening today.          she doesn't want to have to deal with other wolves          besides her siblings. the girls eyes switch from the          brightest blue to a golden honey color.

               "this is as far as you can go. the land after this             belongs to my pack. you can't just be roaming around             here, you know, there are other people out here."

[lupuslunam]

shehound:

    As unexpected as it was,     Mandy felt oddly comfortable     around the wicked animal in     front of her. Its beauty touched     her somewhere deep; those     piercing eyes of his was enough     to almost make her shift any     moment now.

                   “It’s okay…it’s okay.”

              He can smell her  - all of her.             Even the wolf and it's making him              uneasy. The only female wolves he's             even ben around were family. He's not             as large as you might think but he's big             enough to know that it's best if he steps             back ; sniffing the air for any other sign of              wolves.

[lupuslunam]

wolfskiinned:

  what a drama queen! if her brother was here, well he wasn’t. even if he was, that wouldn’t frighten him. just another wolf in his eyes; though deep down he knows a pack of wolves against ONE — he’d fail.

but he remains standing there, curiosity got the best of him. why did she have to be so rude anyways? he understand he was trespassing, but can you blame him — he has never come across others somewhat similar to himself.

however, he wasn’t here to fight. so, he’s quick to shrug and turn on his heel.

     ‘don’t need you removing me — i’m going.       guess my thoughts on other wolves were       correct,’ he shakes his head, ‘fucking       ridiculous.’

               "other wolves?           wait, what are you talking about?"

                she's quick to grab him by the arm so that he doesn't               leave before he can answer her. there's almost a glimmer               of hope in her eyes that he's seen another pack - raina's              parents kept them so secluded that they never ran with               other wolves. even being around him was a challenge.

           "have you seen other packs out here?          we're protective people, you know that.           you can't get mad at me for wanting to            protect the only thing i have."

[lupuslunam]

does anyone want a thing? i'm working on drafts.

[dailyellenpage]

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