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Werewolves are Endangered? Reboot [Starting soon!]

Lol. I'm all 'bout them fights.

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The Black

Around The Black, any facial reaction was a mistake. Kane caught onto Thomas. Investigative gaze, a stare that cut through a man like sharpened steel peeling the layers of skin. Carving an apple. His mere presence seeping under the skin as though the person looking at him had spiders crawling on the inside of their body. "So. She is here. I suppose I'll have to be quick before she disappears. Fayth is good at that. Good at hiding herself. I suppose you know that already. And now you know what she is, but do you really? Of all the things I've ever seen or done. I've never seen a heart so dark…" Inhale. Exhale. Orange glow. Smoke in the air. The Black put his cigarette out on the nightside table by the hospital bed.

The Black's nostrils flared. Taking in the scent around him. Well aware of Thomas's silver knife. "Funny thing about smoke. When you smell it, you know a fire is coming. Will you be prepared? It won't matter if the flame is too vast. Too wild. Everything touched turns to ash inevitably." He stood up from his seat. "I'm taking my leave. I have no desire to fight three on one even if I think I'd come out alive. The only mistake is thinking that I'm the one who's outnumbered." The Black strolled to the exit of the room. "Have a goodnight, hunters." As he left, he whistled an audible tune. The beat unmistakable. A folk lore song made by hunters and wolves alike about the bloodiest legend of Alaska. The words whispered so dark, so quiet in the mind…

Once in the icy tundra the wolf pelts stacked so high,
No man had to fear as the beasts were forced to fly
But one night the blood moon rose, and so returned the pack
Cocky men packed their guns, never to be coming back
And the snowy fields turned crimson red from the night's attack
Hunter becomes hunted, and all fears The Black…
The Black… The Black… The Black...

And so soon, once he was gone from the room. The Black and his scouts disappeared into the night like ghosts.

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@gogojakeo

You got some more peeps to accept to the fray. If you're running into some time issues I could try and help with some GMing stuff.

@wintergrey @dizzyisabella

You guys are more than welcome to jump in. Potential in is there for you if you catch Fay uh, I'm trying to think of a word for what's happening to Anton but everything seems too tame. Just feel free to roll on in whenever.

Werewolves are Endangered? Reboot [Starting soon!]

Also. I can't believe I didn't notice this until now.

@Manticore

Get your ass in here! Mori just gone and got kissed yo!

Werewolves are Endangered? Reboot [Starting soon!]

Thank you! I've been so pumped up to get to this moment lol.

For everyone if there is any confusion. Here is…

Dark Wind's explanation of eye color!

Ahem. So. Blue be her human eyes. Violet be her natural wolf eyes. If we wanna' go all analytical. Violet and blue are her natural self, but two halves in beautiful balance. Human and wolf.

Yellow is serious fight mode. You should be careful.

But Anton went and fucked up and got the red eyes which is the darkest side of Fay.

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@Tip Yayyy! I posted back. Uhh, if you want any changes to my post let me know. Otherwise… Anton was the first to see the darkness in Fay.

@Traitor You're next.

@Inertia I'll get a post up for The Black again soon so we can advance that halted plot over thurrr.

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Fayth Morrow

A quick rush of fury and anger always seemed to get the better of Fayth. Storms of burning rage stirred inside her like a hurricane she couldn't escape from no matter how hard she tried. That part of her. That past didn't go away. Especially now when challenging Anton to punch her was not the wisest of words. But more unwise was Anton jabbing Fayth's jaw with a powerful punch. Anton was a werewolf, a former omega who earned the position for fighting prowess but lost it due to unpredictability. Fayth was the unknown who had only been in one fight between Jesse and another wolf who she battled off with ease. Anton had power. And despite being drunk, that fist still stung. The locked - now uncaged - heart of darkness shrouded Fayth's face with pure rage. Almost hate. Her eyes had changed from their cool sapphire blue to the unnatural violet gaze. The wolf was loose.

Fay took off after Anton. Quick on her feet, a burst of speed as though she were spring-loaded on the release. Anton was drunk and out of practice, Fay knew it. Tracking her and even seeing her was too easy. This chase wouldn't last long. The night lit up to a bright yellow, neon green. The wolf night vision turned on. Smell of booze and the scent of Anton leading Fay right to her and she caught up easily. She naturally loved to run and ran all the time. But it was almost a thing she hated under her father. Long forgotten scars that faded on her feet from being trained to run so hard her feet bled and she still couldn't stop. Also equipped with the tutelage of her father in both boxing and kick boxing. Knowing how to use her legs and hands to her disposal. An omega fit to be a perfect killing machine with the storied wolf pack of Alaska. And she was right on top of Anton now.

She leaped into the air and tackled Anton to the ground. Rolling right on top of her. Fay was quick to use her abilities and pin Anton to the ground and at last she clenched her fists. As her gaze met Anton's, Anton would be able to see Fay's soft gentle violet eyes looking down on her but with the look of a killer. Then something strange happened as the bloodlust inside of Fay was being unleashed. Incapable of holding it in much longer. Her eyes turned golden. "You miserable bitch!" Fay snarled. Her words still human but slowly shifting as the first fist reigned down and smashed Anton in the jaw. Then the left. One-two, one-two. Brutal punches. Her knuckles crashed against Anton's face like wrecking balls. The bones cracked against each other. And there was definitely blood. A lot of blood and when Fay inhaled the scent, Anton came face to face with the demon inside. Fay's eyes were blood red. Crimson flames of hatred, but not for Anton, something incomprehensible to those who did not know Fayth.

Fay let out a primal scream into the air. No feminine noise at all. That was a roar of a monster. Her voice no longer recognizable. "You think you're life is so fucking hard, huh?! You think you know me?" Her fist cracked against Anton's face again. "Did you think I'd be afraid of you?" Another punch. "You don't know what FEAR is!" And in that moment, the daughter resembled the father. Fear incarnate.

The Wolves of Red Lake: Season One ((Main Cast Currently Recruiting Secondary Cast Open aswell!))

Hey all! Finally posted.

The Wolves of Red Lake: Season One ((Main Cast Currently Recruiting Secondary Cast Open aswell!))

"Well finally someone takes up the offer." Kaden said after Riley took her swig of whisky. "You can thank me later, Ryan." He teased. Putting the bottle to his lips and taking an impressive gulp of alcohol down into his body. Not even a cringe. The benefits of being around the hard stuff so often. Though sometimes he feared he was becoming a copy of his own father. Kaden took some steps and made a s'more by the fire. After the first bite, he noticed just the slightest hint of something. Immediately his eyes darted to find that sneaky son of a… David. Grinning wide as he watched him offer Matt drinks as Matt was downing his rum. Kaden spoke up loud. "That's right. Think you can handle it Matty boy?"

He took another bite of the s'more and listened to the conversation between Krista, Ryan, Riley, and Cassandra. Cass really had a beautiful voice. "A criminologist? I don't know if I can even spell that. Singing career sounds more fun. The fame doesn't even matter. Traveling from one city to the next. New sights, new experiences. Boston one day. LA the next. Maybe Europe, Asia. Who knows. And what's with this planning out of what we wanna' do in the future? I'd rather just pick a spot on the map and go. Get away from this town for good and just roll." Another swig of whisky.

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EST

May get a post up today. I have so much work I might cry.