a purple garden

shiloh gray 34. beta stable owner

[ms-shilohgray]

forstarlight​:

the beta nodded her head yes right away, staring at the horse with uncertainty. “i have a fear of heights,” sora confessed softly, biting her lower lip in order to mask her embarrassment. carefully she placed her hand on the horse’s neck, gently petting the animal. “i fell off a horse once when i was a pup. ever since that day i decided it might be best to admire them from afar, but… i wouldn’t mind facing my fears if you’re with me.” sora stood a bit straighter, giving shiloh a determined look. however, the look in her eyes quickly faltered as she stared at the horse again. “how are we supposed to get on this horse?” 

Shiloh listens to the other wolf with an air of sympathy about her-- There had been many times in her youth where she’d been too cocky on the back of a horse and taken a tumble, it can be a humbling experience. Terrifying even, especially at a young age. “Alright then, no need to fear this time. Between the horse and I you’re surrounded by experience-- Only good vibes from here on out.” The beta chuckles at her determination, happy to see it. “Wait here a moment and I’ll get a stool. It’ll be easier for you.” She comes back with a small wooden stool to give Sora a boost up on the horse. “Here you go. Then when you’re on the saddle scoot as close to the horn as possible and there’ll be enough room for me to hop on after.”

[ms-shilohgray]

stiigmas​:

       “t.. thank you,” rosalie answers with a small smile–unsure if she is to be flattered or not by the woman’s comment about her outfit she picked to wear to the summer festival. none-the-less, she holds out her spiked lemonade to the woman in question with her head cocked slightly. “have a drink. it’s pretty warm out and you seem thirsty.”

“Do I?” Shiloh accepts the offered drink with a chuckle and a quick thanks, taking a sip shortly after it’s in her hands. “Spiked lemonade?” The flavor hits her immediately and she smiles before taking another sip. “Someone has good taste. I’m Shiloh, by the way. I don’t think I’ve seen you around here before.”

[ms-shilohgray]

do you prefer dating omegas, alphas or other betas?

"I date anyone. Why limit yourself to one gender or dynamic? Find attraction in the people as well as their bodies."

[ms-shilohgray]

prettiest ladies in town?

"Prettiest ladies in town? You're asking me to make a list? Goddess, we’ll be here forever. I’ll try and keep it short and sweet. Iris is a beauty with a knack for fashion so she’s my first choice. Then there’s Hana-- Me and my bad taste love a good Ice Queen. Still, if you want the soft romance I think Rosalie is definitely the perfect choice.

[ms-shilohgray]

aquivcr​:

Steve doesn’t protest when she pulls him along, a hand around his, towards the bar. The rucks of people and drinks grow louder as they near, but he still can’t figure out whether it’s a good or a bad idea. 

But he’s itching for a drink. Sitting at a table, Shiloh opposite him, Steve thinks how different things could’ve been if he were still with her. If he’d let himself be with her instead of running away. He wouldn’t have met Orion, no job at Vinny’s, their paths would remain close enough to touch but never veering to it. The thought hurts. “Is this you throwing me a pity party?”

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Shiloh makes a face at him from across the table, peering over the top of her menu with a crinkle of her nose. “Pity?” She scoffs, returning her gaze to the list of greasy bar food. None of it sounds good but she’s experienced enough to know better than to drink on an empty stomach. “Neither of us want pity so let’s do each other a favor and take that off the table.” Steve had broken her heart once but she still cared about the stubborn wolf. Forgive and don’t forget-- It was certainly a useful personal cheer.

The menu falls from her fingers and hits the table with a flutter. “Besides, it can’t be your pity party if you’re paying, dummy. I’ll take the curly fries and get us both a line of shots.”

[ms-shilohgray]

aquivcr​:

Steve heaves a breath, hands shoved violently into the pockets of his jacket, and he shifts in his place, unable to escape her. He doesn’t like this - facing his own mistakes, the people he’s hurt. It’s easier with his parents, Steve’s hidden the worst from them but Shiloh she always had a knack of seeing right through him. 

“We can’t all grow,” He grumbles snidely, “Some of us like the stew they are in.” His mouth things into a sardonic line and Steve swallows down bitterly. “So why are you here, Lo? Is there anything left to say?” Right now he wishes he could at least offer the apology she deserves but Shiloh’s right. He’s not nearly grown enough to be there. Make himself say the things he needs to say. And he’s still in the habit of running away from his problems. “I’m not running.” He insists, back turned, Steve never could look her in the eye and lie.

“Why am I here?” It’s a fair enough question. Shiloh hardly knows herself but after everything they’d been through something was keeping her from letting him drown himself in his thoughts. Why did men have to have such a terrible understanding of their own emotions? She huffed with frustration. “Probably because the Goddess does actually look out for you, Stevie, if only you were smart enough to pay attention to the signs.”

She doesn’t let him turn away from her, two steps and she’s at his side again. “Not tonight you’re not, anyway.” Her tone leaves nothing to question as she wraps a firm arm around his, leading him towards the lights of the bar they could see from where she’d found him. “The least you could do is buy me a damn drink. Maybe a bottle if you want me on my good side.”

[ms-shilohgray]

aquivcr​:

“Goddess.” Steve jumps at the sound of her voice, it’s as startling as it is familiar. Except this is one familiarity he’s not happy to stumble upon. 

“Shiloh,“ He greets her in the only way you greet people that were once important and are now strangers. Steve knows he’s the one to blame here. Shiloh had been nothing but nice to him. Stood by his side during the months that followed the car crash when he refused to do therapy, lashed out at everyone. Her most of all. She has every right to be as scalding as she wants to be. Steve wants to be a coward and run away … again. “Can we…not do this, right now?” 

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She doesn’t even bother to pretend she’s not at least a little pleased by the reaction she gets from him. Shiloh takes a moment to soak him in-- The dishevelment and nerves are heavy in the air. So much so that even a beta like herself can pick up on it. She’d known his scent well enough in the past and picks up on it’s differences like a fox on the heels of a rabbit.

“If you think I’m going to let you run off again with your sad eyes and tail tucked between your legs you haven’t grown at all.” Her words are sharp because they need to be. Shiloh was never one for lying so this was easier than trying to convince either of them that she didn’t give a shit. “You think I don’t remember the look in your eyes before you left me?” She really hopes it hits where she’s aiming. “Except I haven’t seen you in over a year so it’s not me you’re running from this time.”

[ms-shilohgray]

kennedyprange​:

“I kind of figure i was not the first you being so pretty and all.” Kennedy said what she said did not matter to them they just wanted to see how this goes. “mean are really clueless on how to please a woman they would not know how to do that if it was right in front of them. yeah it is good thrill.” they would think about her question. “Right now not really.”

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A frown reaches Shiloh’s lips at that. “Really? All that rock and roll and nothing spicy going on behind the scenes?” A dramatic sigh leaves her as she twirls her wine. “I guess a lovely face and good gossip was just too good to be true. I suppose we’ll have to find something else to talk about then. What is it that you do for fun around here, Kennedy? For the life of me, sometimes I struggle to stay in this small town.”

[ms-shilohgray]

kennedyprange​:

“Yes i do i mean how can i not.” Kennedy smiles back and shakes her hand. “It will me all yours so don’t worry.” they said looking at her. “I can’t say that i blame you i would not kick you out of bed.” they said with a smirk on there face.

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“As much as it disappoints me to say you wouldn’t be the first if you did.” The comment comes with a heavy roll of her blue eyes as she sips dramatically at her wine. “Some men simply have no tact these days, I usually find better luck elsewhere. Then again, that love for a good heart break brings me back for more.” Shiloh looks up at them expectantly. “And you? Any juicy gossip from the musical side of town to share?”

[ms-shilohgray]

kennedyprange​:

“I’m the Owner of SeaSide Records.” Kennedy said they did like the setting here in this place. “No we never meet before and trust me i would never forget a pretty face like yours.” they where always glad to meet new people. “I’m Kennedy it’s a pleasure to meet you Shiloh.”

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“Oh so you’ve got a knack for pretty faces too, huh?” Shiloh laughs with a smile, reaching a hand out to the other in greeting. “I’m sure the pleasure’s all mine,” she returns energetically. “It usually is anyway. Did I say knack for pretty faces? I meant that as in I’m a sucker for pretty faces with a love for broken hearts according to the biography.”

[ms-shilohgray]

[ @forstarlight​ || event starter ]

“She’s really a very gentle ride,” Shiloh coaxes the other wolf with confidence and gives a caring brush of her fingers through the mane of the horse beside her. “She’d be just perfect for a ride along the beach.” Turning to face the other wolf with a smile, Shiloh chuckles. “But if you’re still nervous there’s plenty of room up there for two if you want to ride with me.”

[ms-shilohgray]

[ @aquivcr​ || event starter ]

It takes every ounce of willpower not to think about tossing the wolf in front of her off the pier he’s standing before, attention somewhere far away. Shiloh would recognize that form anywhere, at any angle, and she’d been purposefully avoiding this confrontation. Perhaps it fate that her feet lead her in his direction anyway. “Someone’s standing pretty,” she comments with a hint of venom as she stands to his side. “Guess your stubborn ass finished physical therapy just fine.”

[ms-shilohgray]

[ @kennedyprange​ || event starter ] 

“So, what is it that you do around here for work?” Small talk is easy, especially at a crowded bar with good music, people, and beer. “I don’t think we’ve met before have we?” With limited seating avalible the two strangers had found themselves sitting next to each other. “I’m Shiloh.”

[ms-shilohgray]

[ @cfmoonlvght​ || event starter ]

“Where have I been?” Shiloh repeats the question over the sound of the band and the crowd around them to make sure she’s heard correctly. “Waiting for the real party to start, obviously. You know freaks only come out at night. Why? Did I miss anything particularly scandalous this afternoon?”

[ms-shilohgray]

[ @mcnners​ || event starter ]

“I’m more of a red wine kind of girl if you don’t mind,” Shiloh speaks up as the bartender takes their order. The festival’s still loud around them and even though she’s late it seems she hasn’t missed much-- As she thought. Nightlife was always better when in the company of people, daytime could be spent with the animals. “And you? What’s your poison tonight?”

[ms-shilohgray]

[ @stiigmas​​ || event starter ]

“Hmm.” The noise is long and drawn out from the beta as she looks over the other wolf with a thoughtful expression. “No, I really think it’s the nude shoes that sell it but that’s just my taste.” Shiloh smiles with a sigh. “You really could probably pull of anything in that outfit though.”

[ms-shilohgray]

[ @inrains​ || event starter ]

“What are you doing out here at the stables?” Shiloh calls out to the alpha she sees around here far too frequently to not be avoiding things. “Isn’t there some big fancy festival going on in town right now?” Like she’s one to talk-- Lounged out on a hammock on the outskirts of her property soaking in the sun. She figures it’ll still be plenty lively after the sun goes down. “Going to miss all the fun to come out here and play cowboy?”