Dragonbud

Werewolves in the City

Good morning from the east coast

Werewolves in the City

Cal is currently in her 'room' being all pissy and throwing darts at the wall

The Girl with Demon Hair

After giving the glasses to her masters, Ava turned again to watch the strange girl dance. It was almost hypnotic, along with the music playing along, it was almost hard to breathe with she watched. She was absolutely speechless. The way the music and the dance of the girl seemed to flow and move in perfect harmony, it was amazing, as the dance ended and the party goers began to clap, Ava looked over at her masters. They appeared unimpressed, maybe as a way to contain their dignity. But it was obvious that the dance affected them, maybe even scared them, by the way their pupils were blown to full size and their hands seemed to shake as they nonchalantly clapped with the crowd.

They continued to chat amongst themselves for a bit, until a familiar face appeared to them. Ava knew about all the people her masters invested in, and this man was one of them. Ava tried to hold back her distrusting and disgusted expression. This man was a total suck up, she could tell by the way he very quickly changed tactics from when he was walking to when he was talking to her masters. Her masters were not very wise people, however, and as soon as he bowed they were falling all over him. Metaphorically speaking.

Her masters loved being praised, and being bowed to, and as soon as the strange man began to talk they seemed to be under his influence. They hanged off every word he said. Her mistress fanned her wrinkled face, as if suddenly overcome by an extreme heat. "Oh Sir, you flatter me. We have been here for the longest time without any sort of company! And I was just telling my husband..." Since the conversation was clearly not about her, Ava looked off, no longer caring about what was being said.

She glanced around her masters legs, smiling up at the slave by the mans side.

The Lost Avatar

Interested!

Werewolves in the City

Look at all of you being here while I'm in class

Hunted (Supernatural RP) Pretty much always open

Luca let out a blood chilling howl as she pranced around the hunting ground, scattering many of the remaining humans. Now all she had to do was let what's-his-face demon find some guy and she can get in with her life. As a lycan, especially now in her wolf form, she had a pretty good sense of smell. She sniffed through the air and on the ground around her. It was easy to detect the human smell, as well as the smell of blood. Perhaps she ought to peruse the fleeing group of humans, maybe scout around for this guy the demon was looking for. With another howl Luca began to follow her nose, sneaking about new the cave. Maybe she would hear something interesting about these humans.

She decided, for the time being, to morph back into her human form. She found this form much smaller and sneaker. As a wolf she couldn't help but howl every so often for fun. Luca looked down at her now human hands, wiping away some blood around her mouth. Wolves sure are messy eaters.

Hunted (Supernatural RP) Pretty much always open

I'm kinda lost ic right now, so if anyone has any plans to involve a lycan hit me up

Werewolves in the City

Yeah boi east coast

Werewolves in the City

Is just about five for me, eastern standard time

Down the Rabbit Hole Again

Cordelia had been slowly making her way through her food, only taking the smallest bites out of it at she nibbled along. All of a sudden a large man appeared in front of her. He looked like a large beast, standing over Cordelia like that. He was trying, and succeeding, to intimidate Cordelia into going off and finding some other girl. Purple hair? That wouldn't be too hard to find. But her thoughts were not working quite as well. She found it hard to understand what this man was saying, he was a scary sight to behold. If Cordelia had been able to summon the courage, she would have told him to not call her a little girl, and not to boss her around.

"I...I...uh..." Cordelia was struggling to form words as she leaned away from the man. He mentioned that he would watch her food while she was done, something that she didn't know if she could trust. He also said he could make it worth her time, but she wasn't entirely sure what that meant, but at the same time she didn't want to stick around long enough to find out what would happen if she didn't go and fetch the purple haired girl.

And then suddenly another person arrived at the table, a girl with blue hair. Drat, it couldn't just be that easy. She watched as the girl pulled out a sketch pad and pencils, but didn't stick around long enough to figure out what she was drawing before she began to stand up. "P...purple hair..." She repeated back in a meek voice. She began to scamper around the lunch room, her movement seemed unbalanced, she would hurry along one way, then another in no clear pattern. She eventually came across the girl with the purple hair.

Cordelia swallowed her nerves as she tapped the girl on the shoulder, and then pointed to the man who wanted her. She did not speak.