#winlockstarters

[marinagen-blog]

Marina’s fingernails tapped lightly against the counter as she waited for a customer. The day had been surprisingly slow for Colfer’s, with her filling barely 8 orders in total her entire shift. Which, lucky for her, was nearly over with. Meaning she’d be able to go home and sleep. Just twenty more minutes and she’d be home free. And hopefully she wouldn’t have to--Nope, there’s the door. Looks like she’s gonna have at least one more order for the day. Ignoring the flare of annoyance that popped up, the wolf plastered a bright smile on her face. “Hey there! Welcome to Colfer’s Coffee, what can I get for you today?”

[her-feral-beauty]

The time of her mother’s passing had come and then gone and Eve had long prepared for it, stealing away as deep into the woods as she could get, to the place she’d buried the ashes of The Woman. Nearly a week she’d spent there, hidden away and lost in hazy half memories and vivid emotions but once she returned she knew she was home. It felt as home and the pull of the town and her swamp, and Him that had been stretched and tensed relaxed and she felt able to breathe. 

After settling into her little hidden house, she’d made her way gradually closer to the town, the single black crow that circled overhead flying forward and then back to mark the path clear. She’d missed much in her time away and she wanted to be sure things were safe, quiet, before she stepped back into the streets to face once more The Others and their ways that part of her baulked at and the other wanted desperately to understand. Watching from the edge of the trees, she spotted someone coming closer and leaned forward to see better who it could be, wary to show herself just yet. Just in case.

[seth-verona-blog]

Awkward Glances || Seth&Open

Seth walked up to the block party with great reluctance. He stood on the edge neighborhood line like he was suffering from a childish fear there contained lava on the other side of it. His pupils were dialated, consuming the crystalline hue to give him an eerie dark gaze. It swept the crowds. Ears perked to listen in on conversations, nose twitching to random human foods that made his stomach churn uncomfortably. Seth internally snarled. His beast wanting lash out and force him away from this town normalcy.

He cocked his head. Taking a few steps forward, crossing the line into Main Street with a chill to his body. His beast shook to remove the feeling. Invisible water droplets cascading to spray the ground. He could hear the talk already. The whispers from those who knew who he was, and others who didn't. The wolf's instincts cried out in defense to the awkward glances his way, but he swallowed it down. Let them talk, fill his head with their noise of awful words. It was fuel to all his rage, what he used to unleash all he felt on someone in the woods. He attempted for the first time to appear fine, the smallest sadist smile marking his lips as he strolled past a small gathering of people without a sparing look.

[tarakeira-blog]

The night was clear, the moon was shining down on her face, and the wind was playing with her hair. It must have been near 2AM, and Tara had just gotten out of the lake. She loved swimming at night, and since things had started to grow frustratingly boring around her flat, she had decided to take a dip. The woman was just about to put some clothes on when she felt a burning gaze in the back of her head. Turning around, she lifted her brow.  “You know, if you want to keep staring at me like that you might just want to come talk to me. I won’t bite.” Tara giggled. It must have been very stupid of her not to be afraid in a situation like that, but that was just her nature. If the creature would have wanted to kill her, it would have already.

[her-feral-beauty]

The air still carried that distinct chill that spoke of early morning, she’d spent the entire night roaming the streets of the town in darkness before coming across the park with it’s expanse of trees. It was there she’d spent the remainder of the night, hardly noticing as the sky started to fade to grey, nor the sounds of the birds waking. She was far too busy painting her yellow symbols on the trees, blessing them each for it’s own personal journey. Nearly she was finished, and her mind was on her task, guard down enough that she didn’t hear the approach behind her. 

[her-feral-beauty]

It was the first time she had dared to enter the town during the day, and though she was well aware that she’d run into others, she still kept to the walls and shadowed corners that offered her a modicum of cover and security as she watched those around her, going about their days in a way that was so casual and yet so very different from herself. Could some of these people be like her? She could sense them, sense the differences in some of those around her, but those people, she knew, were something else entirely. Something far more primal and animalistic than even her. 

It was as she had turned the corner from the alley which, she’d been using to watch from, that she found herself face to face with one of The Others, one of the people who lived in this place. Caught off caught and by surprise, she froze at first before quickly darting away and behind a large box of metal and plastic. A dumpster, though she had no name for it herself. 

[amberwolfs-blog]

Maybe walking along the streets at night with The Wolf Killer around probably wasn’t the greatest idea she’d ever had, but Amber was restless. She couldn’t sleep, and she was sure the dreams she succumbed to when she did end up getting any semblance of rest were actually worse than the horror of reality. On a mindless jog, the wolf took the paths that were more or less open and not dead end alleyways. She had to pass through one though, and when she did -- she almost crapped her pants. Whirling around immediately, the girl put a hand to her chest to try and still the erratic beating of her heart. “Woah! Don’t you think it would be a good idea to announce your presence next time?” She tried not to show that she was annoyed, even though she really was.

[kalixbarnes-blog]

Let Me Out || Kali&

Colfer’s wasn’t as busy as it normally was, probably because it was later in the afternoon, but the young she-wolf found it to be a good time to sit down with a cup of coffee and her laptop at one of the tables. Ever since her mothers funeral, Kali had wanted nothing more than to leave Winlock, but of course, Armand wouldn’t let that happen. She doubted the Wolf Killer would follow her back to Moscow and then wherever her travels took her after, but that didn’t matter to her old Alpha.

Sitting in the coffee shop, she looked at plane tickets from the nearest city back to Moscow and the prices made her groan. “Are you kidding me? Why the fuck are plane tickets so expensive? I’ll never get out of here...” She sighed heavily and touched her forehead in frustration. She hated feeling so trapped and even the slightest bit claustrophobic, being stuck in one place for so long.