The forest is unforgiving

My name is Maddoc Burle, I didn't grow up around here and I'm still getting used to it all. Werewolf:22

[willow-deighton]

“Yeah well about 17 years of being friends with Caden will do that to you,” she laughed, “That and becoming a mentor and now an alpha. I kinda wish I could get back to the act first ask questions now later attitude more. Less gets done if I spend time worrying.” She laughed at his joke and nodded, “Alright, you got a certain place you wanna go or does just any old bar work?” She shrugged, “I don’t know, you got anything fun planned with your friends? You thinking about keeping work to the pack or taking on a civilian job too?”

[maddocburle]

“Hey, worrying is my job,” he teased with a smile. “But thinking things through is all of our jobs, even if it’s not fun, and makes us concerned.” Maddoc shrugged, “anyplace works. I’m not picky with drinks.” Truth was Maddoc wasn’t a big drinker. He liked having a beer once and a while but he’d never particularly liked the taste. The only times he got drunk was when he didn’t know about the alcohol, usually hidden by the sweet taste of soda or juice. “There’ll be the usual parties, not to mention the fun of moving everything out of the dorms. Maybe...” he admitted. “I’d probably just get a job in a shop, nothing that takes up too much time since the pack is the main priority.”

[maddocburle]

Jigsaw-puzzle// Ryan and Maddoc

[ryan-thevoodoodoll-deactivated2]

“They can come for me. I’m not afraid.” he said, Ryan turned hearing a voice from behind the door he came out of, he started walking to the door “I’ve taken on packs much larger and stronger, I’m here they’re not. So I’d suggest telling them to back down unless they want more dead to burry.”

[maddocburle]

“Are you serious?” he called after him before following him into the restaurant. It was unorthodox, and Maddoc was asking to get kicked out or worse, beaten up, but he had to get through to him. “What if the pack does get the upper hand on you. Or someone else,” he added. “We have allies Ryan. Witch allies- and we’re working something out with the vampires as well.” He shook his head, “I wouldn’t want to ask them to... go after you but it’s not my call. Don’t you want to keep yourself and your sister safe? What about the rest of your family?”

[alphaprincexx-deactivated201506]

 Caden knew Maddoc would recognize him, even with how close he was, the smell of his wolf would register somewhere down in the boy. “You do know me. You just, forgot, for now..” It wasn’t making any since, his whole pack had been hit by this supposed spell, yet he was not affected, nor were the few members of the MC either. Perhaps it was a range thing? it definitely got him interested in finding out. “I’m going to try and help you get your memory back but for now I need to know what the last thing you remember before ending like this was.”

[maddocburle]

“Um...” Maddoc started, inching away from the man. “Look-- I um...” he didn’t want to make the guy angry. “C-could you at least give me your name? Maybe that’ll jog something,” he offered, his voice shaky. “I remember...” he racked his brain for an answer. “I was home, reading? Yeah reading or something. And then I was here but that can’t be right. Right?” he looked to Caden for an answer.

[maddocburle]

Jigsaw-puzzle// Ryan and Maddoc

[ryan-thevoodoodoll-deactivated2]

“The likelihood of that happening is non existent” Ryan retorted “and you say ‘we’, should I consider you an enemy?” he asked throwing the butt of his cigarette on the ground. “You all should really just forget about it and move on.”

[maddocburle]

Maddoc shook his head, “no. I’m trying to not be the enemy Ryan but-” he bit his tongue. The guy was much more stubborn than he thought. “I can’t just tell my pack to move on! They want justice, some of them want blood. Just like you,” he pointed out. “What Caden did was wrong but your response just made things worse. And how do you know the pack won’t get back at you? Caden hurt your sister. That was just him, think about a whole pack after the both of you.”

[willow-deighton]

“Hey, it’s cool. Apparently I’ve turned into a worrier. We can work on it together, although being a problem solver sounds a lot better to me,” she smiled. “Well, for starters, how about I go buy you a celebratory drink or something? We can do some catching up. It’s been a while. What’s going on in your life aside from the graduation and house hunting?”

[maddocburle]

“Really?” he asked, raising a brow. “You never struck me as the worrying type. More of the... act now ask questions later kind of person. Not that there’s anything wrong with that- though I do prefer a little time to dote on issues,” he admitted. “I’ll take you up on that offer. I’m about to be slammed with paying back those loans so I need to take handouts when I can,” he joked. “Honestly... not much. Both those things keep me pretty busy, along with pack stuff. Don’t know what I’m going to do when college isn’t a thing anymore.”

[ephrampettaline]

“I do not, in fact, live ‘round here.” Ephram chewed and swallowed, digging his tongue into the crevice of one tooth to try and unearth some stuck caramel corn from it. “I’m from somewheres further South than this, down in Kentucky. No idea how I ended up here.” He shook the popcorn in the box and, as if he’d understood what Maddoc had been thinking, said, “I ain’t used to bein’ in a big city like this where you don’t know nobody. Reckoned with the look on your face, you was kinda feelin’ the same way, huh?”

[maddocburle]

“Me too!” Maddoc exclaimed. “I mean- I don’t know how I got here. Is that weird?” he mumbled. “It is weird,” he told himself, before looking away from the boy and back at his hands. “I’m from up north- Canada, Thunder Bay. Which is technically a city but...” he glanced up at the skyline. “Nothing like this.” He looked back at the man, “maybe you just got lost trying to go somewhere? I don’t know much about driving and navigating but... it’s possible.”

[maddocburle]

October 30th: Deep Sea Diver

People born on October 30 like to immerse themselves fully in whatever project, situation or relationship captures their vivid imagination. Like deep-sea divers, they throw themselves in at the deep end and their whole world is taken over by their current interest or concern.

Whatever it is that engages the interest of these people, it will often monopolize all their attention. The upside of this is that their energy, absorption and one hundred per cent dedication give them great potential for success in whatever field they have chosen to plunge into. Their infectious enthusiasm and charismatic charm encourage others to take the plunge with them. They are also not afraid to deal with the mundane aspects of the goal to which they have committed, and this practicality—combined with their logical and progressive intellect and excellent communication skills—makes them natural organizers and motivators of others. The downside, however, is that, as well as neglecting other important areas of their lives, when a particular challenge has been overcome or their current passion has settled into a routine they tend to lose interest. This can leave their disillusioned followers without a motivated leader.

Before the age of twenty-three they are largely concerned with the development of their personal power and how to handle their strong feelings. They may come across during this period as rather intense and serious individuals. However, after the age of twenty-four there is a turning point which emphasizes a growing need for more optimism and expansion in their lives. They need to take full advantage of opportunities to study, travel and expand their horizons.

Whatever age they are, these fascinating and sincere individuals will always have a strong spirit of enterprise. When they are able to expand and diversify their life from a one-dimensional to a multi-dimensional focus, not only will they fulfill their potential as inspirational teachers, managers and leaders, they will finally be able to come out of the water and breathe.

Dark Side: Obsessive, neglectful, distant

Best Qualities: Fascinating, charismatic, passionate

Sun sign: Scorpio

Ruling planet: Mars, the warrior

Symbol: The Scorpion

Birth date ruler: Jupiter, the philosopher

Tarot card: The Empress (creativity)

Favorable numbers: 3, 4

Lucky days: Tuesday and Thursday, especially when these days fall on 3 and 4 of the month

Lucky colors: Red, amethyst, royal blue

Birthstone: Topaz

[maddocburle]

Jigsaw-puzzle// Ryan and Maddoc

[ryan-thevoodoodoll-deactivated2]

“No, I don’t.” he said taking a pause blowing out another puff of smoke “If anyone dies it’ll be on your packs head not mine. I did my show, now it’s all them.”

[maddocburle]

Maddoc frowned, “what if we only kill you and your sister.” He slipped his hands into his pockets. “’An eye for an eye,’ I’m not a fan of that philosophy but other people are. Your little show left of all blind.” There was another heavy sigh, “Ryan, we just need to you apologize to the pack. Maybe help us out with some things.” It wouldn’t fix the bitter taste in everyone’s mouth, but at least it was something to show for all the pain he and his sister caused.

[willow-deighton]

She gave him a shrug and a smile. “It’s the newly turned wolves that do it. They are out of control because they don’t know what’s going on and if someone doesn’t get to them first and explain it, all that’s left is a bloody mess that reflects on the rest of us.” She nodded in agreement that they could definitely get wild and defensive and violent too. “Some part of us is wild. That’s just the way things are. We’re just trying to keep the pack safe is all. That’s the most important thing right now.” That was what she had to keep telling herself to keep her from going after the Dalgaards. “You shouldn’t be worrying about this right now though. You’re graduating from college. Celebrate!”

[maddocburle]

Maddoc chuckled, “I know I should be focused on the good stuff. Guess I’ve always been a problem solver- can’t settle down for a second.” A little smile came to his face, “Can’t say I really know how to celebrate either,” he shrugged. “At least until my parents come here, they probably have a million plans and probably want me to show them around. Even though they lived here longer than I have,” his smile grew a tad more.

[maddocburle]

Jigsaw-puzzle// Ryan and Maddoc

[ryan-thevoodoodoll-deactivated2]

He put the pack away. He saw the anger in Maddoc when he spoke, but he wasn’t afraid, he could take him. “Well I know because I saw Caden do it personally.” he blew out a puff of smoke “And I was hoping they’d be smart enough to see they’re out matched and back down. But evidently not.”

[maddocburle]

Maddoc gritted his teeth. No wonder Caden was so upset in this... he’d had a major hand in it. He tried to focus on Ryan, and not the hundreds of questions bouncing around in his head. “Ryan, the pack isn’t going to back down. You don’t want to start some sort of war do you?” He wished he could show him the past, show him that it had happened before. “If someone from the pack attacks you then other witches might see it as an attack on them. Innocents could be killed. You don’t want that, nobody does.”

[alphaprincexx-deactivated201506]

 Caden had been looking all over for Maddoc since he had ran into Eva and Cassie and seen how they were acting. It was strange but Caden was slowly starting to piece things together. He managed to catch Maddoc’s scent and followed it to the younger man. Caden approached him carefully, his gaze was strong but tender in a way, “Mad Dog? you okay?” he wasn’t sure how to go about it, however he figured by how Maddoc didn’t really know who he was based on the look he gave him.

[maddocburle]

Maddoc felt a jolt when he heard someone say his name. Well... close to his name, close enough. He looked up, surprised to find someone he didn’t recognize in the slightest. He pointed at himself, “me?” his voice was shaky. The guy looked tough, like the bikers that would pass through town. Most of them were softies but they were also quite a bit older. This guy was young, and could probably pummel him no problem. Though the man was unrecognizable, there was something familiar about his sent. “Do... I know you?”

[willow-deighton]

Eva frowned as he started to tell her everything. She felt bad that part of the reason he was feeling all of this was because she hadn’t done her part in helping to protect the pack. “I’m sorry. And you’re right, you shouldn’t hold it against them.” She certainly couldn’t. Her parents had left town because of Tamreyn. “We’re not going to let things get out of control, okay? We’re going to find a way to deal with these witches. No one else is going to die on our watch.” The safety of the pack came first, and no matter how much she wanted to kill the Dalgaards, she wouldn’t move against them without some sort of foolproof plan. She wouldn’t let anyone else get hurt.

[maddocburle]

Maddoc nodded, “yeah, easier said than done.” He feel back into his chair. “You know- I always hated that movies and stuff portrayed werewolves as out of controlled beasts. Got even more annoying when I came here and found out that’s how a lot of people see us but... I guess there’s some truth to it,” he admitted. “We are wild, and defensive, and when things get back we’re violent.” He looked across the table at Eva. “I’m glad we’re trying to keep things under control though. I just hope we can until all of this is settled.”

[ephrampettaline]

Plopping down on the bench next to the kid, Ephram said, “Don’t let me ruin your thinkin’ thoughts, son. Looks like you got plenty on your mind.” He himself had made a conscious decision not to get fixated on how he’d gotten to Chicago and any of the mechanics and logistics of the situation; he was here now, and he might as well deal with that. There were all kinds of things that could be for the taking in a city as big as this; Ephram had gone into one of the huge dollar stores and boggled at the variety of stuff to be had on the cheap. 

Holding out the box of Cracker Jack he’d nicked, Ephram watched the fountain and said, “You hungry?”

[maddocburle]

Maddoc was a bit taken aback when the man sat next to him but he told himself it was normal. Heck- it was normal back home. The difference was pretty much everyone knew everybody, at least to some degree. Either the person sitting next to you bagged your groceries or waved at you from across the docks. No one was a stranger back home. Here, everyone was a stranger, a whole city filled with unknown people. “Th-thanks,” Maddoc stuttered though he didn’t move to take the food.  

Instead he scratched the back of his ear, “so um... you live around here?” he asked in the hopes the man could point him in the direction of a hotel or something. His parents couldn’t be too far off. 

[maddocburle]

Jigsaw-puzzle// Ryan and Maddoc

[ryan-thevoodoodoll-deactivated2]

Ryan held out his pack of cigarettes to Maddoc “want one?” 

He looked at him as he spoke, he knew about what Ryan did to Cadens men, and was clearly upset, Ryan paused and took a puff of his cigarette “listen. What I did, I was reacting. My sister came home and was beaten to a pulp, I didn’t ask many questions, I went on the attack.”

[maddocburle]

Maddoc shook his head, “I don’t smoke,” he responded. “Thanks for the offer though...” he had to keep things calm between them- even if his emotions were bubbling up inside. 

He huffed, “so you just decided to kill people? How do you even know the people who hurt your sister were Kovac men?” He didn’t want to believe anyone in his pack was capable of that, or anyone in Caden’s gang. But they were. Maddoc had seen it and he’d fought against the people who thought the pack should just tear witches and vamps to shreds. He’d gone against them and Caden had been at his side. Course now it was hard to tell when Caden could forgive again.

“Ryan you and your sister are the packs main priority now- and not in a good way. You had to know that would happen if you went all berserk on us.”

[maddocburle]

Maddoc sat on a bench, twiddling his thumbs and refusing to look anyone in the face. This was wrong. Why was he in Chicago? He knew the city from photos. Looking over the skyline he could see the Sear’s tower, not far from the bench were he sat was the crown fountain. Just- why was he here? Was he visiting? If so then where were his parents? And why didn’t he remember the flight over? He told himself not to panic. If he panicked he might change and if he changed in such a populated place well... He felt a pair of eyes on him. Maddoc glanced up quickly before looking back down at his hands- just to make sure there was actually a person there. “Y-yes?” he said softly.

[maddocburle]

Maddoc Burle --> 13 years old and doesn’t know how to wolf

Bonus:

[wyattxjohnson-deactivated201506]

“Then I get a feeling we’ll get along pretty well.” She said with a smile. He seemed so optimistic and positive, and that’s the kind of energy that Wyatt was prepared to surround herself and her living space with. Someone so easy to talk to, with a welcoming exterior. “You’re in luck. I don’t boast about many things, but my cooking is something I can confidently say is… amazing.”

“I’m awake and at all hours, you wouldn’t be disrupting me.” Idly, Wyatt picked up the drink she had ordered before he sat with her and took a sip, returning it to it’s place as he continued speaking. “What do you do?” She asked, curious about his job. “I wait tables most of the time, keeps bread on the table, but it’s whatever.” Of course, Wyatt wasn’t about to talk about her hunting skills with someone she had just met, unsure of his lifestyle apart from what he was telling her. It wasn’t something she wanted to broadcast to the world, at least not yet, while she was still trying to find a foot to balance on in town.

[maddocburle]

“Um...” Maddoc started when she asked about his job. That would be another problem. She was human. Human affairs and supernatural affairs were separate. Whenever they mixed there was trouble. Well- maybe not for vampires but werewolves yes. Course he had an excuse lined up, same one he’d been using for four years. “Job isn’t anything to special. It’s a family business- not my family’s but a family friend’s.” He smiled, “though I work there so much it might as well be my business,” he joked. 

“We do business, sorta odd jobs but with more professional people. If there’s a problem we send people out to go fix it,” he explained. “I’m more on the business side of it but I know my way around a wrench if needed. Another roommate plus!” He added.