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8 yrs ago
Current "Doing your best" does not mean working yourself to the point of a mental breakdown. Its no longer your best at that point.
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9 yrs ago
The word homeowner has the word "meow" in it. Good luck pronouncing it correctly ever again. You're welcome ^.^
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9 yrs ago
When everything seems wrong...something goes right, and it changes darkness into light, and makes the shadows a little less daunting.
10 yrs ago
People cry, not because they are weak. It's because they've been strong for too long
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11 yrs ago
the bad thing about being bullied is that every time it happens it steals a little piece of who you are if it happens enough little by little you become a little less of who you were meant to be.

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Cassandra and Syleste


There were many things Cassandra had to do, before the camping trip. As she pulled out a tray from the oven, she wiped her brow, and fanned her face, leaning over to open the kitchen's small window, she left the tray of lasagna to cool, and checked on the diced chicken she was cooking, making sure it wasn't burning, before leaning over and grabbing the sauce out the fridge. She poured the sauce over the chicken, and turned the oven to down to let it simmer, moving to dish out the lasagna into a container.

When all the cooking was finished, Cassie stepped back, pulling her shirt off her skin. She loved to cook, but her own kitchen was tiny and got very warm quickly. She decided to have a shower, to get all the sweat off her, before heading out.

Make meals for Aunt Cathy, check She thought to herself, as she grabbed her keys to her little bug, and her guitar. Now, go find and invite Syleste before you forget again, you've only been meaning to for a week now she thought to herself, making sure she had her phone, she put her guitar in the car, and started it up. She pondered where she should look for her first, and then decided to go to the music school- chances were Syleste was there.

Letting her mind wander as she drove, Cassie hummed to herself. after inviting Syleste, I'll stop by the cafe, check on the twins and see what they want for the trip. Don't mention inviting Syleste, let that be a surprise for Gage. See if they'll help me, get them out their house a little bit longer Cassie wasn't sure just what was going on at their house, but she knew it wasn't good. She generally spent as much time as she could luring the boys away from their house, and making sure they were okay. Maybe while waiting for their shift to end, I can hunt up Cody. He seems to have an interest in them, maybe he'll help me figure out a way of keeping the boys out the house longer.

She found a park, and pulled into it, locking her car up, she trotted up the steps. The music drifting about informed her that Syleste was indeed here. Smiling, she leaned against the door to the room Syleste was in, listening to her play for a moment. She didn't think any differently of Syleste for her blindness, Syleste had proven, simply by what she was doing now, that that meant nothing. It didn't stop her from playing, and playing so beautifully. So Cassie figured inviting her would be good, and would also get her out a bit. Besides, everyone should go camping.

"Hey, Syl." She said, after a few moments. Cassie had known the girl for a little while, their love for music drawing them together. Cassie enjoyed the younger girls company, and her friendship. "I've told you about the camping trip we go on, haven't I? I've been meaning to invite you for a while, if you'd like to come. It's tomorrow, and I'm sure the rest of the gang would be happy to have you come"

A camping trip..?

If the sudden sound of another’s voice seemed to have caught her off guard, then it didn’t show at all as the sweet melody continued to fill the room, the young girl’s fingers still graceful as they continued to glide over the keys, her mind, however, preoccupied as she thought over her friends offer- camping had always sounded like so much fun. Spending time with friends, sleeping under the stars, surrounded by nature… laughing together, and keeping warm by the fire… of course it was something she wanted to do- she’d never before in her life been allowed to do anything of the sort; even school camps, unless she was sleeping in a cabin, she wasn’t allowed to attend… a risk her

mother wasn’t willing to let her take…

“I would love to go camping with you, Cassie.” Slowing her fingers and the notes until both came to an eventual stop over the ivories, Syleste lowered her hands back down to rest in her lap, her body twisting slightly over the seat as she turned to face the direction that she could hear her friends voice coming from, “It’s just… well, I don’t think my mother is going to let me go… it takes a lot of convincing just to get her to let me go on school trips… I-... I really want to go with you guys; but I just don’t think it’s possible...”

"Then we lie"Cassie said without missing a beat. "Riley generally brings her caravan, anyway. I'll talk with your mother, if you want. Come on, you have to come on the trip! It will be great" She said, "We'll make it possible" Cassie said, going over to Syleste, "I'll take you to your mother right now and we can go in as a united front. Please...everyone will be there"

Cassandra could understand Syleste's mother's worry, but Cassie wanted Syleste on the trip. She could understand her mother was worried that something would happen to Syleste, and could understand that fear, but...Syleste deserved a chance to be even a little normal.

"Please. It won't be fun without all of us together"

Cassie’s voice had gotten louder, the girls footfalls giving way to the fact that she had moved closer to where Syleste was sat at the grand piano. Lying..? The thought of lying to her mother made her slightly uncomfortable; but it seemed as though Cassie really wanted her to come on this trip… why, she wasn’t sure; but she wasn’t going to question a chance to spend time with the friends she’d managed to make over the years.

“I-... I don’t know, Cass… I’ve never lied to my mum before, about anything… I wouldn’t even know how to lie to her…” Sighing softly, Syleste let her head drop, her beautiful though cloudy light blue eyes dropping to rest on her hands in her lap as she continued to think about it- was it really going to be worth lying to her mother just so she could go camping..?

“..who else is even going on this trip anyway..? You only ever mentioned you and Riley were going…”

”Everyone” Cassie said, feeling like she was convincing Syleste. [color=f6989d]”Riley, Miranda, Cody, Aron, Gage...you know, everyone”[/color} She said, in a voice that was nonchalant, although she was sure Syleste was listening to all the names. ”And it’s not really lying...I’ll just say we can stay in the caravan, and that I’ll watch out for you, which is truth anyway. That its not dangerous-which it isn’t. It’s just a fun time. We’ll have food, and we’ll just hang about. I’ll have my satellite phone, so she can call you if she panics” She said, trying to convince Syleste that it would be all okay, but knowing it would be a heck of a lot harder to convince her mother.

Her head lifted up as the names of those who were meant to be going were listed off, her eyes seeming to light up slightly, and a small though shy flicker of a smile played over her soft pink lips as a particular name hit her ears- Gage was going..?

“Well, I-... I guess that could work…” Biting down shyly upon her lower lip, Syleste let her eyes drop for only a moment before she lifted her attention back up so that she was once more looking in the direction she thought her friend to be in, “..do you really think he’s going to be there..?”

Cassie didn’t need to ask who Syleste meant, she smiled to herself, and said ”Sure I do. If he and Aron aren’t there, I’ll hunt them down and drag them up with us. It will be good for them to get out, just like it is for you” she said, her voice changing slightly as she thought on the boys home life. ”We’ll go convince your mother and we can go get some food for the trip, if you want” She said, knowing full well she was going to stop by the cafe along the way, to see what food the boys wanted.

Shifting slightly on the piano stool as tryed to find some way not go along with the plan that would make her mother furious beyond belief, Syleste eventually gave in, unable to help the excited smile that lit up her features as she nodded her head, “Okay..! I really wanna go anyway… so, let’s go talk to ma.”

Twisting back around in her seat, she leant her body forward, her hands reaching out and her fingers gliding over the piano so that she could gather her things in her arms, and hugging them close against her chest before she stood herself up, her long and wavy bubblegum pink locks bouncing lightly over her back as she took the couple of steps back to the main floor of the room, stopping just at the bottom so that Cassie could take the lead, “..I really hope this works…”

”Awesome!” Cassie said cheerfully, although she hoped that neither Syleste nor Gage figured out she was trying to nudge them together. It would simply ruin it all. She lead the way to her car, taking Syleste’s hand so she could make sure she got into the car alright, she jumped in and started it up.

”It will work” She said, although she started to think of arguments as she drove, just in case what they already had wasn’t enough. If need be, Cassie would simply beg. If she said it was important to her, maybe Syleste’s mother would go along with it.

The drive wasn’t a long one… and the route was familiar- Cassie had driven her home enough times over the years that it basically became second nature. And if it wasn’t Cas; it was Riley, the two of them had been a constant in her life for so long now. They like the sisters she never had; two of the few people her mother had come to trust with her completely... and it was because of that fact that Syleste even had faith that this plan might actually work.

“..well my mother does love you and Riley… and-… well, if Cody is there too then she should have a hard time saying no to you guys.”

Climbing out of the car once it came to a stop in her driveway, Syleste smiled brightly, being sure to carefully close the door behind her before she hurried off up the path and towards the front door, her hand barely having time to slip into her purse for her key before the door was opened, and a older blonde woman was welcoming them both in with open arms, “Cassie; dear..! It’s been awhile since I’ve seen you in our home; how are you darling..?”

Cassie followed Syleste, smiling brightly at Syleste mother, and hugging her, enjoying the warmth of the hug. ”I’m well, thank you. It has been too long...I was just inviting Syleste to the camping trip we all go on, it's tomorrow and I know it’s short notice, but, well...I just wanted Syleste there, you know? We’ll have a caravan, and I’ll have my satellite phone, and Riley will be there, and Cody, and you know we wouldn’t let anything happen to her. Please, may Syleste come with us? It would mean so much to all of us...and to me, I like being around Syl” She said, keeping her voice hopeful, as she spoke, knowing she would get down on her knees and beg if she had to.

“A camping trip..?”

Frowning slightly with obvious worry, Elise turned her attention over to where her daughter was neatly stacking her music books on the top of the grand piano, her hands tightening around her mug slightly as she thought about what was being asked of her- Cassie and Riley were going to be there… Cody as well… she could trust them enough with her daughter; they hadn’t proven her wrong, or let her down before, “..you’ll have the satellite phone..? And you’re sure that Cody will be there with you girls..? I don’t want to say yes, and then hear all these rumors that you went off on your own without someone there to keep you girls safe…”

Cassie nodded, ”Yes, I’ll have the phone. I’m not about to get stranded in the woods. Cody will be there. He’s already put in a request for s’mores” She said with a smile, ”And Miri will be there too, and you know she’s not going to let anyone or anything hurt any of us”.She said, trying to think of everything to make sure she got the yes for Syleste.

Pursing her lips slightly, Elise once more shot another glance over at her daughter, watching her as she made her way back over to the kitchen so that she could stand next to her friend, the young pink haired girl reaching out to take hold of, and hug her friends arm into her body.She

“Please mama..? Oh, please can I go..? I promise I’ll be careful; and I promise that I won’t leave Cassie and Cody’s side..!”

Sighing softly now that her daughter had joined in on the conversation, Elise lifted her hand up to lightly rub at the back of her neck, her head nodding lightly in defeat, “..alright, you can go… but please be careful girls… and make sure you text me when you get there, okay..?”

”We will, thank you!” That had been easier than she thought it would be. Cassie smiled. She looked to Syleste and said ”Did you want to come with me while I get some of the supplies? You know me, if I don’t have someone to keep me contained I’ll buy the whole store out of food”

She decided not to mention that they’d stop by the cafe first, even though she could simply text the boys, she wanted to see them in person.Taking Syleste with her was just a bonus. Still, she didn’t think that was something Syleste’s mother wanted to know

Practically bouncing up and down on the balls of her feet, Syleste hugged her friends arms closer into her body, her smile bright and lighting up her features as she turned her attention back in the direction she could feel Cassie, her head nodding excitedly in response to her question, “Oh, yes please..! Do-… Do you think we can get some pocky..? Their so nice, and fun to eat- strawberry ones are my absolute favorite..!”

”Sure thing” Cassie said, laughter in her voice, giving Elise a grateful smile, knowing she would do everything in her power to make sure Syleste got home safely from the trip. She started to lead Syleste back to her car, more then happy. She had managed to get Syleste onto the trip, and that for her was a fantastic win.

”We’ll get all sorts of flavours, but especially strawberry” She opened the door for Syleste, before getting back behind the wheel, and starting for the cafe. When she could find a park, she pulled in, saying ”I hope you don’t mind, I’m going to ask the boys what they want, and maybe we could get a little lunch first? May as well make a whole day of this, don’t you think?”

“I-I, uh…”

She’d known that the boys were coming on the camping trip… it was one of the reasons she had agreed to going in the first place; but she hadn’t known that they were going to go and see them right at that moment.

Unable to help the way that her cheeks turned a soft shade of pink to match her hair, Syl shifted slightly in the passenger seat, her stomach fluttering nervously with butterflies though she did what she could to ignore them and what they were doing to her- Gage was… there was no one way to describe him… He was so sweet, and kind, and caring; and above all, he was a great friend and brother. He was just-… he was just so amazing…

Like he was ever going to see her as anything more than a friend…

“U-Uhm… l-lunch sounds great, Cas…”

Cassie smiled, taking Syleste’s hand, leading the way to the cafe and to a table, glancing over and seeing Cody talking with Aron, she decided to wait a moment before talking with him, instead going over to the bench and calling to Gage ”Gage? Do you mind coming out here when you can?”
oh damn it

I forgot mentions, I'm sorry everyone
Jamie, Darius and Elyra


Elyra jumped up and saw Darius attacking Jamie. She saw the kissing again and wondered what the hell kind of fighting strategy this was. Then she saw him plant knives through Jamie's hands and it was only a moment or so later that she took off running. Elyra grabbed some supplies out of one of the bags on the travois and she grabbed a couple of larger stones.When Darius came back into view Elyra slung her sling shot and nailed hi in the forehead with a stone.

She was infuriated with him. It was the second time since they all got stuck together that he had attacked Jamie.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Leave her alone before you both get us killed!" She  ran past Darius and followed Jamie into the darkness.


Darius scoffed at Elyra, and ignored her as she ran off. He touched his forehead and felt the spot where she had nailed him. He did not care to dodge the attack, and why should he? Darius walked a few feet away from the group, then sat himself down. He patted himself all over, and sighed gently when he realized he had all his weapons back. He had instinctively grabbed his knives when he left Jamie............

Jamie.....Darius sighed in annoyance when he thought of her. Who the hell did she think she was? Darius shook his head, determined to forget her, He laid down on his back and shut his eyes. He was not asleep, but relaxing.

Elyra ran into the darkness and had to stop for a moment as her eyes adjusted to the lack of light. She saw her over by the trees and she ran that way. Elyra called out to her, "Jamie! Let me see your hands." She walked over to her and the moonlight shone on the damage. Her heart went out to the girl. "What is it you two are trying to acomplish? What's going to happen is if you survive your hands will be useless to you and the others will all die when I kill Shadow! And what the hell is with the kissing your enemy? I've never seen that and I'm terribly confused by it."

Jamie looked up when she heard Elyra approach, blinking as she called out to her, letting her look at her hands, the rough bandages she had made for herself already turning red with her blood. "I didn't consider him my enemy" She said softly, her voice thick with tears, that she refused to let fall "My mother always said I went at life hard and fast. That everything I did, I did with my whole heart and soul. I wish she wasn't right"

She bowed her head, "My left will be fine. My right...that might not be. But I'll be okay. I always am." She closed her eyes, not wanting to see the damage again, "I let myself be fooled....no, I fooled myself. How can I continue with this stupid mission now?"She would of course, she had no choice. And there was that hope...but there she went fooling herself again. "I should never have agreed to that fight this morning"

She wanted to curl up, and not move for days, weeks, months. But she didn't, instead she looked away from whatever Elyra was doing, opening her eyes, and letting them fall on the stars beginning to appear. 

Elyra cleaned the wound and she pulled out the special salve that she had invented on her own. It was amazing stuff. Even her boss was impressed and he kept some on hand. She had refused to tell anyone what was in it.  Elyra looked at it and told Jamie to open up her mouth. She shoved a piece of leather into her mouth and she said. "Bite down, this is going to hurt but it's the only thing that can fix the nerve damage."

Elyra put the salve inside the hands and she held Jamie's hand steady as it felt like fire on the open wound. Next the other hand came into some of the same. After both hands had been taken care of she bandaged both hands. 

"I know it hurts, but we are going to have to do this twice a day tomorrow and the next day. It should completely heal your hands. It's worth the pain. Come on, let's go back."


Jamie bit down on the leather, keeping her eyes trained on the sky. The only sound that escaped her was a whimper, but she refused to let anything else through. She nodded at Elyra's words about the treatment, but said "No, I don't want to go back to camp." But she knew she had to, and that made her angry all over again. She let out a breath, knowing she couldn't ask Elyra to stay with her all night. 

"Oh, to hell with it" She rose, sure she was a fright. She didn't doubt that there would be bruises, especially to her face, but she was going to wear all the wounds with pride. "Next time, I won't play around. He went too far." 

She swayed, the pain starting to become a little overwhelming. She was suddenly glad she had slashed her hair short, or else it would be flying freely over her face, sticking to the blood there. "I won't let it effect the misson, you don't need to worry there Elyra"

Elyra caught Jamie and kept her from falling and steered her towards camp. "Assassins don't care about anyone, you would do well to remember that. With all of us tied together you might want to avoid him or it might be the death of us all when I kill him." 

When she got back to camp she pulled Jamie up closer to the fire and helped her get her stuff set up. Elyra glared at Shadow and smirked slightly at the large bruise on his forhead. She set herself up next to Jamie so she could keep an eye on her wounds and so that Darius stayed away from her this night.


Darius opened one eye slightly, seeing Jamie and Elyra show up. Elyra was glaring at him, and he could basically feel the murderous intent. He felt happy at this. He felt right at home with that intent. Then he looked at Jamie, and he sighed. It was clear to him she had cried slightly, and he could see how hurt she was. He had not hurt her out of abuse, he would never just hurt someone to just hurt them. He was an assassin, not a monster. He only reacted to her challenging him, constantly. He warned her. Darius sighed and knew he was going to regret what he was going to do next. He didnt know why he felt....anything but he guessed it was because she looked like a spouse abuse victim. Darius pulled out a throwing knife, while laying down, and used another knife to mark the bottom of the handle. He engraved D.M. in very small letters on the handle, signfying his names initals. She wouldnt get that part, but hopefully she would understand what it meant with him giving her his knife, after his rant about not stealing his stuff. Without looking he accuratley tossed the knife, it landing in front of Jamie. When she looked at him he offered her a two finger salute without opening his eyes or looking.

"No" Jamie said softly, "If I avoid him, he wins" SHe let Elyra guide her back to camp, let her set her up, and when Elyra sat by her, she leaned back into the other girl, deliberatly staring into the fire, and no where else. She curled her hands in her lap, remembering the rabbit, she sighed to herself, supposing someone else would eat it. She didn't mind that, but the spice had looked delicious. 

At the thump of the knife, she looked towards it, frowning. She went to reach for it, but pulled her hand back, not touching it. She risked a quick glance towards Darius, looking away quickly. Her gaze wandered back to the knife, frowning still. 

There was a sick feeling in her stomach as she wondered if it was one of the knives that he had shoved into her hands. She didn't understand what he was doing, or why, after his actions so far. She looked to Elyra, seeing if the other girl had any clue. 

Elyra looked at the knife and reached for it. Glaring at him she tossed it back to him. "She doesn't need your pity or your stupidity. Leave her alone."

Elyra couldn't for the life of her figure out why he got under her skin so much. Of course she could, she thought. He was her exact opposite. Where she cared for others and healed them he had no emotions at all and killed anyone he chose for no reason but money. She hated that he was hurting Jamie. 

The others probably thought it was cute that the little elf woman would stand up to the big mean assassin. She wasn't usually this forward but someone had to step in and help Jamie.


Jamie watched Elyra pick up the knife and throw it, opened her mouth to object, but it was too late. For perhaps the first time in her life, Jamie was uncertain. She bit her lip, grimacing at the pain there, and with a sigh, Jamie rose smoothly, refusing to let any weakness show, she managed not to sway this time. With a few long strides, she closed the distance, and snatched up the knife with her left hand, turning on her heel and returning to Elyra. She was such a fool. 

Without a word of explaination, Jamie put the knife with her bow and quiver, returning to the position she had been, leaning against Elyra. She might not know why he was giving her the knife, but she wanted the damn thing. 

Darius had eyes closed the entire time, but he heard everything. He felt like Elyra did not like him for some reason, but he was too.....indifferent to Elyra to care. Although she was their group healer so......he may be screwed. When she tossed him his knife back he almost threw it in her face, but he calmed himself. That was not the proper thing to do. When Jamie retrieved it, he smiled inwardly. He felt like he was in the right about the whole situation, he even thought that he should have shot in her the leg with an arrow, but he withheld his thoughts. They had a mission. He never failed a contract ever. It is part of what made him such a good assassin. Darius opened his eyes and looked over at Jamie. Her short blonde hair laying gently against ehr face as she laid agaist Elyra. Her eyes were closed, and if you looked past the bruises she had quite delicate features. 

Darius had an impulse he never usually had, and it was to go over to her. He had not worked with a group in a long time, and anyone he has ever fought usually ended up dead. He never looked back, and he never cared. So already this contract was getting complicated. He shrugged, and stood up. He stretched slightly, then took off all his equipement and set all of his weapons down. He turned around and walked away from the group. He would return in the morning.

But it's fun.

And jamie wasn't trying to kill.,

She was just trying to kiss XD
@BlackPanther
Haha, working on something now for you
@Caits
Edited to respond to Cody so

Honorary tag

Side note...this is adorable and I love it


Me too ^.^

I'm so glad everyone's returning.
@Lunarlors34
Penny followed Jasmine, feeling a little paranoid, glancing about them constantly. There definetely wasn't something right here. "Stay close" She said to Jasmine, scouting out ahead for a moment, "I don't like this" That smell...Penny closed her eyes a moment, and swallowed around a foul taste in her mouth. "I won't you to stay behind me, Jasmine. And if I tell you to run, run, okay? I'll catch up, and I'll prbably just grab you and get out of here, into the air" she warned the girl, moving towards where the smoke was coming from
So I edited in two of my characters to my first post.

Quinton/abigale, connor and cody are up ^.^
Quinton and Abigale


The full moon was close. Quinton always knew when it was near. As he rested, Abigale curled up against him, watching cartoons, he planned his students study, using a ipad, he made notes on each student. There were many things Quinton liked about teaching, but what he liked best was he could be with Abigale all the time, take her to school, take her home, and give her afternoon snacks, help her with her homework.

And train her.

She was all that was left of his pack, his family. His daughter. Each day she seemed more and more like her mother, his wife. His mate. He would do anything to keep her safe. His mind wandered back towards the alpha that had found him, invited him to her pack. Quinton hadn't yet decided, but everyday with these rumors of wolf attacks, wolf sightings, Quinton was getting closer to accepting.

A pack would help keep Abigale safe. And that was all Quinton wanted. To keep her alive. TO finally be able to give her a somewhat normal life. Once he had decided to settle here, after the hunter appeared to have lost their trail, Quinton had left Abigale with the woman who ran the bed and breakfast, and in the hands of one of his students, Riley. Abigale absolutely adored the older girl, and Quinton made a note to keep that friendship going-Abigale needed a sister figure. Leaving her with them, Quinton had tracked where they had lost the hunter, following the old scent to a kill site.

He had been relieved, greatly so, that he wouldn't have to kill the hunter. And worried. He had returned, and that afternoon he had found a place to rent, a small three bedroom house, with a yard for Abigale to play in, and plenty of room for her to grow up in. He had had to buy furniture, new clothes for Abigale, using what was left of his savings to set down roots here.

And then the alpha had found him, and opened up the door he had thought long closed.

Quinton looked over the first body, that they had dug up when Robin hadn't come home. He crouched over the body of the girl he had considered a sister, his pack member, and he growled, a deadly sound that came from the back of his throat. This wouldn't go unpunished. They would find who had killed their sister. Gently reaching out, Quinton had stroked her cheek, before picking her up, turning to his Alpha.

"She deserves a proper burial, Foster"

The larger male nodded, and they took her back home. They didn't trust the cops to do anything here, and in anycase, they were generally very private. They gave her a proper burial, and then they began to plan. Titus, their best tracker, started to hunt the hunter down. Quinton went on the defence, patroling the town while Blair was put on guard duty for Sara, and Abigale, the packs pride and joy. Two, Abigale was already fiesty, energetic, and she never gave up when she wanted something. She was Quinton's shining light. And Sara...the mere thought of his mate brought a smile to his face, and he knew that Blair would protect her with all his strength. THe young werewolf was quick thinking, bright, and had a hidden strength within. Quinton knew he would protect his mate, and child.

Only when Titus didn't return, Foster had told them to pull back, and Quinton had come to Sara and Abigale. THat was the mistake that had cost the pack their lives. They should have stayed out there, they should have ensured the community was safe.

When the hunter threatened the community, Foster had gone out in all his fury. And died with a bullet in his heart. Blair, bless his soul, had told Quinton to take Sara and Abigale, to hide them, but Quinton had stayed. And witnessed Blair's death. And then the hunter had gone after Sara. Sara had died, shieding the body of their daughter, and Quinton had attacked, had sent the hunter running, as he unleashed his afull anger, seeking to kill that which had killed his entire pack. Only Abigale's cry had stopped him chasing after the hunter, and instead he had scooped her up, and had started running.

They hadn't stopped until they got to Red Lake


"Daddy? Why do you have your sad face on?" Abby asked, as she sat up, crouching on her knees, to lay a hand on her fathers cheek. He set his ipad aside, and gathered Abigale into his arms. "Sometimes sweety, it's okay to be sad. When I think of your mother, of the pack, I grow sad. Because I miss them, and wish they were still here with us"

Abigale frowned, looking into Quinton's face, "Why did the badman hurt them?"

Quinton had never told her the reason, never told her that the reason they had been hunted down, was because of racist claims that werewolves were dangerous. He sighed heavily, "Because sweety, sometimes people don't understand us. You know what we are, I've taught you that. Sometimes, people think we are dangerous, the ones that know. But I won't let anyone hurt you. I promise you, Abby" He just hoped he could keep that promise.

"But what about that lady, that you talked to before, she's one of us, isn't she?" She asked, and Quinton was, as always, surprised by her ability to see through a situation. Giving another sigh, he said "Yes, she's an alpha of a pack. She invited us to join her"

Abigale tilted her head, and said with all the innocence of a child, "Why haven't we joined, then? Wouldn't it be...safer? Maybe it's time, Daddy. You always said the lone wolf struggles"

Quinton, heart heavy, looked away. "Maybe, sweetheart. Now come on, you need to get packed. Riley's mother has agreed to take you the next few nights. I'll be there during the days, like always, but I'll be dropping you off early tomorrow, so I can scope out the woods a bit. And we're going out for dinner today, but there's someone I want you to meet"

Abigale frowned, clearly not liking that, "When can I come with you, daddy?"

"When you're older"

Abigale gave a heavy sigh, "You always say that"




Quinton held Abigale's hand, knowing that sooner or later Alessea would find him, especially since it was a full moon the next day. And he still hadn't given her an answer. And the reason was standing beside him, her hand in his, looking up at him with ice cream around her mouth, smiling that bright smile of hers that just seemed to make everything alright.

"Your ice creams dripping, quick lick it up before it escapes!" He said, giving her a smile, and handing her a napkin as well, as they walked to the cafe. Ice cream before lunch might not be a good thing, but sometimes Quinton knew, it was the simple things in life that made it worth living.

Connor


Connor pulled his truck onto what looked like camp grounds, and then he carefully drove it through the trees, finding somewhere to camp that he could park his truck in. He eventually found a good spot, and he sat in the truck for a moment or two. He should go and get some supplies. He was down to a tin of soup and some stale bread that was starting to get too old to eat, mold and all. And yet the thought of facing people did not appeal to him, and he gave a heavy sigh.

Connor's appearance was oddly haggered, as if he wasn't sleeping well. Which was true. Connor hadn't sleep well since, nearly two months ago, his campsite had been attacked but a wild beast. They said it was a wolf. But Connor wasn't too sure. It had all happened so fast...

His father was still trying to put up the tent. Connor had long since left him too it, Sometimes there was no telling his father what to do. But Connor finally said "Just face it Dad, putting up a tent is not your thing. That pole goes there. Let me do it, you tend the soup" He handed his father the spoon he had been using to stir the soup, as Connor took over putting the tent up.

Connor had a way with how things worked. He soon had the tent up, and leaned back with satisfaction. His truck, the only vehicle they had that was bnig enough to cart the camping equipment, was nearby, music softly drifting around them from its radio.

It was peaceful, it was pretty damn cool actually.

They sat, talked, had some soup and camp bread, and shared, despite Connor being underage, a drink. It had been a good night, one neither of them realised they had needed, and when the moon rose, they spoke of the future. Of what Connor could make of the company his father would leave him, of what he could make of the holdings his mother had put in his name before she died.

And thats when they had heard the growling. they didn't react fast enough, Connor doubted they could have. The wolf, a snarling gray beast, landed on him, bit deeply into his shoulder, clawed his chest, and then must have thought it was leaving him for dead. He heard his fathers screams, found himself too weak to do anything.

His vision slowly faded.

When he woke, it was morning. Connor blinked blearily up at the light sky. His hand went to his shoulder, his shift, but there were no wounds. For a moment he thought it had been a dream. BUt when he sat up, he saw his fathers managled body.

Connor didn't know how he got to his truck, how he started it and how he didn't crash it. He must have been driving erratically, because cops, investigating sightings of a wolf, had pulled him over. He had been babbling, sure he had sounded crazy.


He had left the town two weeks later. And he hadn't stopped in any place long, packing up what he needed into his truck and just going.

He was plagued by nightmares. He was fearful of the moon. He had terrible dreams on the nights it was full. Of wolves.

one night he had woken to find his sleeping bag in shreds, his nightmares were that bad. He gave a heavy sigh, and proceeded to start the truck up again, continuing onto the town, It wasn't hard for him to find the grocery store. He pulled into a park, and sticking his keys in his back pocket, he headed inside, grabbing a basket, he began to shop, hoping that people didn't look at him much, a stranger in their midst.

Cody


Cody was putting some books away, making sure they were in their correct spots, enjoying the feel of the books within his hands. Some people said that books were old fashioned, that ereaders were taking over. And maybe they were, but there was nothing quite like holding a book in your hands. The weight, the feel...it was simply just right. He hummed to himself as he put them away, a nonsense tune, thinking about the novel he was writing. He was planning a few pages in his head, musing on the words he would write. He was also thinking about what he was going to bring on the camping trip, looking forward to the adventure.

His hair fell into his eyes, and he shook his head to brush it away as he pushed a book in amoungst its fellows. It would certainly be fun, and it was always worth the time to spend with his friends. As his thoughts drifted towards his friends, they inevitably drifted towards Aron. The cute, sweet warm hearted boy had stolen his heart, and he didn't seem to know he held it. Cody was confused about Aron, he was never quite sure whether Aron was straight, or gay. Either way, it didn't matter. He was crushing on Aron hard, and he couldn't simply change the way he felt.

Giving a soft sigh, Cody reached for another book, but the stack was gone. He smiled amusedly at himself, always losing track. Especially when he thought about his book, or about Aron. He glanced at the time realising his shift was over, and had been for fifteen minutes. As he went to clock out, the librarian smiled at him "Daydreaming again, Cody Dear?"

Cody smiled and nodded"Oh, you know me. Sometimes things distract me"

"Well, you're a real go getter in anycase, You'll get whatever you were daydreaming about"

Sometimes Cody thought that the librarian saw more then he gave her credit for. He blushed, and gave her a nod, "I sure hope so, Ma'am" He said, as he was leaving, slinging his backpack over his shoulder as he trotted off, taking his keys out his pocket, he went over to his motor bike. Starting it, he put his helmet on, making sure it was secure, before starting off. He zoomed down the street with all the confidence of a 17 year old, who thought they were invincible.

Pulling up at the cafe, because of course when his thoughts drifted to Aron he had to see the boys, and besides, Gage was a good cook. And besides, he was starving. Happily dismounting his bike, he shoved his keys into his back pocket, walking into the dinner. There were many things that Cody enjoyed about this town, but the cafe was perhaps one of the best. Warm, inviting and friendly, Cody had been coming to it in one form of another for years, his parents content to go where he wanted when he was young.

He choose a table, glancing at the menu even though he knew it off by heart by now. And generally got the same thing everytime. Cody himself was a poor cook, and even sandwiches he had trouble with. So supporting the cafe was one way of avoiding cooking. Just a side bonus, of course.
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I'm also happy to make another character. Maybe a cook?
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