MarshiestMallow

☽ ᑕᕼIᒪᗪᖇᕮᑎ Oᖴ Tᕼᕮ ᗰOOᑎ ☾ - [Tᕮᕮᑎ ᗯOᒪᖴ ᖇOᒪᕮᑭᒪᗩY] - ᖇᕮᗷOOT

@Crono

Yay! welcome back!

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Niesha Burkstein

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Location: the Hoardbuster
Skills:Archery (Quick fire accuracy)

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Niesha was silent as Ash spoke, looking out the car towards the drift that had formed. She kept her gaze on it, her thoughts seeking the most logical option even though she knew these days, logic wasn’t what it had been. ”Desperate people will do anything, even if it seems crazy.” she said softly, looking towards Ash as he got out the car, she managed a smile, ”But then, we know about crazy don’t we?” She waited a moment as Ash got out, wincing as he went down. Niesha got out of the car as quietly as she could, but the ground proved too much for her, and she slipped slightly, but didn’t fall. Waving her arms like an idiot for a few seconds, she managed to keep her balance. Retrieving her bow and some arrows, she carefully began to make her way over to Ash, glancing all about them as she did so. She soon spotted the walkers, one closer to them, and one just a little bit further.

Drawing a slow breath, she quickly notched an arrow. Ash hadn’t said anything against using her arrows, just not bullets. That was the beauty of being about to shoot an arrow. It was relatively quite. She would also prefer arrows over bullets- and with the way things were, arrows would be easier to make. At least, most of the time, you could retrieve an arrow. Bullets were generally one use. Trusting Riley to keep an eye out for them as she took quick aim, a slight flair to her usually mundane actions, she let the arrow fly. Her aim true, she watched the arrow fly straight into the walkers head and couldn’t help a smile as the body dropped to the ground, whatever was powering it in the brain destroyed by her arrow.

It was so satisfying, watching that and knowing she hadn’t lost her touch. Shifting, she glanced towards the other walker as she closed the distance to Ash, ”Do you want the other one, or should I take it?” she asked pleasantly, watching the walker approaching with its shuffling gait. She could understand how the outbreak had happened so hard and fast- if they were fresh corpses, hours old, many people might simply think they were drunk. It wouldn’t be until they attacked… the noises they made, the motions… they were very unalive like. Bites would have happened quickly then, until they understood. It seems so obvious in hindsight… She gave a soft sigh, looking back to Ash, and then around them once more, to make sure there weren’t any other walkers creeping up. Or any living people thinking they were easy targets.

Academy: A school for Heroes and Villains (open to all)

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Bruce Wayne, Pamela IsleyNick Fury Jean Gray and Logan Howlette

Location: Academy.
^{Interacting With: Each other.}

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“..it’s time, Pamela…”

Reaching a hand out to her, his distinguished figure stood in the doorway, Bruce gave her an encouraging smile, motioning with his head towards the rather large polished oak doors that separated them from the students waiting outside… the doors that stood separating them from their daughters…

Waiting until she had taken his hand, his feet urging them both back a couple of steps, and out the administration room, he turned to face the door, his intense eyes flicking about the familiar figures in front of him. Nick Fury… Jean Grey… Logan Howlette… Along with a few others; they were people he had grown to trust closely over the time they had all worked on bringing the Academy to life. Guiding her across the room and back over to the group standing before the door, giving each of them a small nod, Bruce came to a stop before them, “..before we go out there; I want to thank you all for your hard work. None of this would have been possible without you.”

Nick turned at the sound of footsteps, watching Bruce and Pamela approach. Keeping his eye on the headmaster, he nodded at his words. Turning his head slightly, he glanced at his companions, before speaking, “There’s still a lot of work to be done. But this, is certainly a start.”

Standing off to the side, leaning against the door’s threshold with his arms crossed over his broad chest and a cigar perched between his lips, Logan nodded his agreement with the director’s statement.

”Can’t say there won’t be trouble, though.” he gruffed, thinking mostly about his own kid.

“Trouble, yes… but nothing we can’t handle. Right, Logan..?” Her bright red lips turning up in a knowing smirk, throwing a playful wink in the mans direction, Jean slid her hands down into the back pockets of her jeans, her hip jutted out to the side as she turned her attention back over to Bruce and Pamela, “And besides, I doubt there’s anything that these kids can do that we didn’t when we were their age…”

”Hmmph.”

”Underestimating others’ abilities is often the first fall from success.” Nick replied, turning his one-eyed gaze onto Jean, well aware that that was not what she had meant, but willing to try and keep the conversation civil.

Listening to the conversation, Pamela kept her eyes on the door, this last barricade to her daughters. She was trying to find a reason to not simply tear it apart. Flicking her gaze towards Jean at her words, she raised a brow. ”Jean, dear, please keep your panties on your hips. No one wants to see that.”

“Pamela, dear, I remember the days when you used to be fun… what a shame. I do apologize that I couldn’t make it to the funeral.” Her own brow quirking, bright red lips pursing slightly in a sneer, Jean kept her gaze trained on the woman in front of her, making it clear that she wasn’t backing down.

Logan exchanged a sympathetic look with Nick and Bruce.

”Some of us are well aware of our allure that we don’t need to flaunt it all the time.” Pamela replied in a disinterested way, as if unconcerned with the way the conversation had turned. ”A pity that does not include you.”

“Allure..? Don’t make me laugh… I wouldn’t associate that word with you; not since you were… twenty..? Thirty years younger..?” Scoffing out a laugh, a hand lifting to run back through her long vibrant red locks, pushing them to a single side, Jean smirk grew slightly, “Pamela, you wouldn’t know sex appeal if it came and bit you in the ass. I mean, do you even still fit in your old suit- or have the back rolls grown too large, and the boobs too saggy..?”

The sound of porcelain shattering filled the room, and as Logan retracted his claws back into his fist, the older man shared a moment’s connection with the two redheads, unbothered by the broken vase pieces littering the wooden floor.

”Shut it.” He looked back to Bruce, silently begging for him to continue before either woman felt like talking again. Redheads.

Clearing his throat, giving Logan a silent and appreciative glance, Bruce gave Pamela’s hand a gentle squeeze before he stood himself tall again, quickly working to once more gain the control over the situation that he had lost to the two women, “..hm… yes, well… nevertheless, despite our… slight disagreements… none of this would have been possible without each of you lending a hand to our cause. Now, before we go out and meet the students, there are a few things I need to bring up to your attention…”

Smile disappearing, replaced by his normal serious disposition, Bruce glanced between the three of them before allowing his gaze to once more meet with Logan’s, “..firstly, we have, as you know, some rather… troubling students that will be attending the academy. Logan, I sent you a list of names that I would like you to keep an eye on- pay special mind when handling the Quinzel-Valeska children. I have had dealings with them before; they are just as, if not more of a handful than their parents.”

Logan nodded.

Pamela opened her mouth to retaliate at Jean’s words, but closed it, rather begrudgingly, at Bruce’s words. She wouldn’t forget this, that bitch would get what was coming to her. ”Harley was never that bad, really.” she said instead, turning her gaze away from Jean, resisting retaliating in other ways than words.

“..opinions based purely on what side of her you saw…” Frowning, a slight crease appearing between his eyes, Bruce let his words hang in the air before he continued on, “Secondly, we have members of the Wakandan royal family attending the academy. Now as such, they have a standing agreement at being able to leave the school grounds in order to tend to matters pertaining to their nation. In addition to this, after speaking with Arthur Curry on the matter, there are two students who will be commuting to the academy each morning rather than living on grounds. Young miss Paradise Kalawai’a, and mister Kaimana Curry will be staying close by campus, in a beach-side cabin belonging to Arthur himself… now, miss Kalawai’a also has long standing health issues and medical needs, so please be sure to keep this in mind when interacting with her.”

Logan shook his head, scoffing quietly. Already he didn't like the way this was going.

"So we got Gods, criminal children expected to behave like assholes, entitled parents who give their children special treatment that puts their kids above the rest, and a fuck-ton of 'pets' that will cause more distraction than any 'emotional companion' should be allowed." Logan rolled his eyes, puffing out a breath of smoke from his cigar. "Are we done here? We've only got a week or so before this place goes to shit."

Nick turned his gaze to Logan, his stance its usual intimidating and commanding style as he patiently waited for the other man to finish his grumbling. ”I’m well aware of the problems that could arise. The students will remain under control.” He said calmly, believing them to prove that they weren’t as bad as some of the groups he had had to deal with. ”In any case, the world may yet have need of the students. We’d best do the best we can by them.”

Logan hunched his shoulders, pulling the cigar from his mouth as he turned his body away from the group.

”You obviously don’t have any idea what these kids are capable of. I don’t think any of us really do. I just know that some of them are a lot more like us than we want to give them credit for. And that ain’t a good thing.” he muttered before taking his leave.

”I know the parents. Preparations are in place” Fury replied after him, before shaking his head, glancing towards Bruce, ”Yes, the children could be dangerous. We know that. Everyone knows that, and that’s why they are here.” he said, ”So they don’t screw up the world. I rather enjoy living here. Shall we?” He nodded towards the door, taking his eye of the headmaster.

There were more things that needed to be pointed out. He knew that- but right now, with everyone on edge, there was no point in poking the dragon. The frown evident over his weary features, his hand lifting to rub roughly at his hair in what was a mix of frustration and anxiousness. Bruce let out a sigh.

“..no use in waiting any longer…”

Shaking his head, his hand falling back to his side, Bruce glanced around at the others for a moment. It was now or never. Giving them a quick nod of his head, his body maneuvering around the two women, he lifted his hand, his palm reaching out to take hold of the door handle so that he could open it for them all, causing the light from outside to come streaming in as he glanced back at the rest of them, “..come on; it’s time.”

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

He blushed at Prince’s words and actions, bowing his head again. “T-thank you, P-Prince. You’re t-t-to g-good to me.” He said softly, stuttering slightly. He tried to compose himself, but knew that that was a futile gesture as Prince could just as easily cause him to be flustered once more.

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Penny found herself growing angry at Damien's words. She curled her hands into fists, looking to him. “The difference is, you knew how to fight, Damien. I don’t know squat about fighting with my Phoenix Wing magic. And I could really hurt people. One song, done right, I could kill everyone. I won’t risk that. I’m terrified of this magic, and I don’t want to expose others to it, particularly in a dangerous situation. I will not go.” Penny was firm on that, she would not go. She didn’t think she could go. Not safely.

She turned towards the door, starting for it. “Well, we can’t all be perfect. “Karn. She’d failed him, as she had Jasmine. As she had Ariel. “Don’t remind me of my failures, I know them well.” She yanked the door open, and stalked out, trying not to make it seem like she was running. She wasn’t. Not sparing a glance for the others around the guild, she walked towards the job board, yanking a random job off the board.

She wasn’t giving weak excuses. They weren’t weak to her. She started out the guildhall, passing her sister but giving no indication she even saw her there. Angrily, she reached up to dash at her eyes, furious with herself for the few tears there. She wasn’t weak. She looked down at the jon, the flying piranha’s. It didn’t seem particularly interesting, and she sighed. She would not go back in there. She knew that if she did, she’d end up having to stay, to go with the group to the island. And she couldn’t allow that to happen. It might be wrong to just walk out like that… but she couldn’t do anything about that.

Standing outside the guild, she read the job she’d taken.
@Silver Fox
@Zarkun@burthstone

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Oh yeah, which reminds me.

*waves at all*

Name change! *points to self*

Glad you could find your way back!

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

@Silver Fox
Not resisting as Prince lifted his head up, Michael knew he shouldn’t be surprised at his friends actions, and yet he was. Constantly. At the kiss on his forehead, Michael blushed deeper. He knew that the catman could very well ingest his magic, and that he was resisting his instinct to do just that. He sighed softly, still unable to tell if Prince was joking or being serious. And Michael wasn’t sure which one he wanted it to be, so he merely nodded.

At Prince’s questions, Michael tried to get his thoughts into order, ”J-j-just doing j-j-jobs and t-t-things… Uriel s-s-suggested I g-g-o to the island… there m-m-might b-be the Zodiac Keys there… s-some of t-them at least… N-no one knows w-what happened to t-the F-Fairy T-Tale mages that d-didn’t g-get stuck on t-the island… “ he swallowed, trailing off. He didn’t know how to explain why he wanted to go to the island… but he thought it would be something that he needed to do, to see.

Like maybe he would find answers there. To what questions, he didn’t know.

♆ ᗯᕮᒪᑕOᗰᕮ TO ᖇᗩᑭTᑌᖇᕮ ♆ - [ ᗷIOSᕼOᑕK ᖇOᒪᕮᑭᒪᗩY ] - ᖇᕮᗷOOT

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Lavena Ó Faoláin

Location: Atlantic Ocean.
^{Interacting With: Cyrus Saenz (@YoshiSkittlez).}.

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Was she still swimming? She didn’t know. She could very well just be floating… but she could swear that she was moving her arms and legs. Was that just a dream? Was this? Would she wake on the plane, in a few hours time to it landing? She sighed softly, her body cold… heavy… she felt like if she stopped moving, she’d sink… But… Was she moving… ? Lavena had no idea anymore, and she reached up to brush some of her red locks out of her eyes, tucking the wet hair behind an ear. She brushed water away from her eyes, sighing heavily.

She was moving… but she had been stationary entirely too long, the motion of the ocean simply pushing her forward… had she been turned around? What had she been swimming too? As she lowered her hand away, it came slick with watery blood, and she blinked. She’d cut herself… that was right. She’d crashed into something sharp, hadn’t she? She shook her head, and started to move again. Was that a voice, someone screaming?

"I've done it!"

Done what? She pondered that a few seconds, treading water where she was. She blinked after a few moments, and shook her head once more. What had she been thinking about? Oh. Right. Someone had been screaming. Well, there was a lot of someone’s screaming. Something about the lighthouse… THAT’S where she’d been going. Turning her thoughts to the lighthouse, she suddenly cursed. She couldn’t leave someone screaming for help. As she swam towards the noise, she concentrated on focusing. She had to get out, and this delay was just annoying, but she couldn’t do it. She’d already lost her prototype, she couldn’t lose her soul too.

”I’m coming damn it! Don’t get your knickers in a twist!” She shouted back, ”Just freezing my ass off.” she was a tiny little woman, why was she doing this? She was probably frozen solid already. Soon coming across the older man whose lap she had fallen into, the guy who had tried to save her. She blinked, reaching up to rub at her eyes again. Was she seeing things? What was the chances she’d run into him again in the water?

”Oh. Hi. You know, thanks for trying to save me and all… my hands were sweaty… “ She trailed off lamely, swallowing painfully around her sore throat. She tilted her head, The man was using some sort of flotation, from overthrown luggage. While it was smart... she didn't think he could move too well like that. ”I ain’t gonna push ya, you’ll have to swim. You can swim right?” She asked, wondering if he’d except help from from her- she was younger then him and a girl. He seemed the type to be a little sexist. Maybe she was jumping to conclusions… She shook her head, trying to focus once more.

”Look, I’m freezing, I’m not entirely sure anything is real, but there’s a lighthouse, we might as well swim towards it.” She said wearily, treading water where she was and waiting for him to answer. If he didn’t, she was just going to swim off to the lighthouse and get out of this goddamn water.

Academy: A school for Heroes and Villains (open to all)

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Barca Ashur Xavier

Location: Academy.
^{Interacting With: Lavi Kyle (@Ejected).}

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Barca sought to compose him after first the Spider-boy, and then the dog. He studied Glaber, the owl was still asleep, and after a moments thought, Barca gently poked the owl. Glaber stirred, made a small noise and then tucked his head under his wing further. Well. At least he was alive. ”Lazy.” he muttered to the owl, but smiled to himself glad that the owl was alright. ”Been out all night partying, I take it.” He said softly to him with amusement in this voice, before he once more composed himself. Almost tentatively he reached out to the thoughts around him, closing his eyes and warily avoiding any thoughts that seemed like the dogs.

If so, he really needed to put him on a leash.

Was that directed at him? Amused, Barca followed the thought. He would have to correct whoever it was that it was not his dog. He was quite happy with his owl. He was shocked however to find out she was coming over to him, and he opened his eyes, glancing up at the girl with curiosity. At her thought on Glaber, he had to agree, nodding his head slightly. That was always the problem with mind reading. Sometimes he found himself answering unspoken thoughts. ”I’m fine.” He said softly, flinching slightly as she played the scene over in her head.

”The boy did not mean to do it, and there was no harm done.” he said, shrugging as if it was nothing. ”Incompetence should not be punished in anycase. The boy will learn.” He rose in one fluid motion, smoothing his outfit of any crinkles, dirt and grass, offering the girl his hand. ”I am Barca Ashur Xavier.” He said in a confident manor, ”You seem interested in my Owl. You can have a closer look at him, if you wish. I do apologise, he is asleep right now. But he is a rather beautiful and unique creature.” he said

He had made note of the announcement, but believed they had a few moments given that they were already in the courtyard. A quick look around told him that other students were still gathering, spurred on by the announcement but none seemed to be in a hurry to gather. No doubt there would be a few moments wait time before the headmaster made his appearance. ”And no, the dog is not mine. I believe he got away from his owner… although he didn’t seemed distressed. Just wanted a place to pee.” He said absently, looking back to the girl, waiting for her response.

Academy: A school for Heroes and Villains (open to all)

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Connor Tony Stark, Salyssa Moone and Tobias Coulson

Location: The Courtyard; The Academy.
^{Interacting With: Each other, Ambrose Wilson and Benjamin Parker (@YoshiSkittlez).}

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Turning his attention to Akila, Tobias kept the dog under control, a rather surprising feat for him. He looked up at Connor’s words, bouncing slightly as if full of energy. “Your friend might be in trouble?” He asked curiously before nodding, “Let’s go find him! Why would he be stuck to something?” He asked curiously, before shrugging, looking to Salyssa, “We’ll help, right?” He asked, patting Akila as she sat, resting her weight against his leg. She looked up at him with adoring eyes, seemingly content where she was.

”Ben is the son of Peter Parker… and isn’t use to his webs yet. He tends to get stuck a lot.” Connor said to Tobias, a little amused as he continued to look about them.

“Of course we are going to help, Tobi… is that not what friends are for..?” Chuckling softly at her friend, the sound filling the air as it passed through her lips, Salyssa cast a rather quick glance around their area, her gaze flicking from person to person as she stepped closer to Connor, her curiosity piquing, “..Peter Parker..? I have read some of his articles- well, I have read some articles that include his photographs. He is very talented.”

Giving a gentle smile in Connor’s direction, her hand lifting to adjust the strap of her bag on her shoulder, she paused, her attention drifting back out to the crowd, “..is there anything we should be looking for in particular..? Other than… spider webs..?”

Connor gave that question a few minutes thought, ”There might be some destruction… He doesn’t exactly know how to stop… “ he said, ”A few times, we’ve just been standing or sitting around talking and then “Woosh!” he’s gone,” Connor said, looking to Salyssa and Tobias, He paused a moment longer, before saying ”I just hope he isn’t stuck to a wall somewhere… “

Turning his gaze back over the crowd, seeking any sign of his friend. He was sure he caught sight of him, but then he was gone. Where, who knew. With a glance towards the other two, before he started off to where he had thought he had seen Ben. ”I saw him this way… “

Tobias kept Akila’s leash wrapped around his hand, glancing about them curiously, ”So we just look for the kid getting stuck to a bunch of stuff? Should be easy!” he said cheerfully, grinning at Salyssa ”Isn’t this a blast?”

“Definitely; it reminds me of the last time we were in Peru… someone else I know tends to find himself walking into trouble without meaning to…” Quirking a brow, Salyssa shot Tobias a knowing look as she began following after Connor, the glance lasting but a few moments before she turned back to continued on with their search, “..walking off a cliff edge is not something that I would recommend; though, in that particular situation, I am sure your friend might have been at an advantage with his webs…”

Tobias laughed, ”I can’t help it! There’s just so many interesting things around!” He said cheerfully, following after them, shrugging ”And so much to do!”

Connor chuckled, ”Well, yes. If he could learn control of them, they’d be great for him.” he said, ”What were you two doing in Peru?” he asked as he looked about, wondering if he should suggest to Ben they put a tracker on him so this wouldn’t happen all the time.

“Oh, uhm… my mother is an archaeologist…” A little caught off guard by the question, though not at all unwilling to provide him with the answers he sought, Salyssa turned her attention over to Connor once more, her eyes sparkling lightly as she spoke about the topic, “..she will actually be teaching the subject here at the academy.”

Connor turned his gaze to Salyssa, ”Wow, really? That’s pretty cool, unlocking the mysteries of the past and all.” he said in a fascinated tone, ”Who is your mother?” he asked, trying to figure it out, but a little unsure. There were so many beings out there, who were now connected to the Academy that it was hard to keep track of them all.

Recalling that he was meant to be looking for Ben, he turned his gaze to the area around them once more,

”Was that him? Something zoomed nearby.” Tobias said cheerfully, pointing and then shrugging, ”I think anyway.”

Turning her head, her eyes narrowing as she looked over in the direction Tobias mentioned, Salyssa brought her hands together in front of her stomach, her brows furrowing slightly as she continued to look with the others, “..huh..? O-Oh, my mother is June Moone… though, you may know her by Enchantress…”

Connor thought for a moment, before nodded, ”I think I have heard of her, but it might have been in passing with my father… Still, I think that’s a fascinating career” He said, as he looked towards were Tobias seemed to think he’d seen Ben. There was nothing there now, and Connor frowned, wondering how long they could chase after Ben.

Maybe he should search from above… But Connor was a bit reluctant to do that, and so he continued looking about them. If Ben had been there… and Connor had seen him just over there… It was no use trying to figure out what direction Ben was going, when he could be anywhere. ”He’s gone now… “

“..y-your friend is quite fast at moving about…” Brows creasing slightly, her head the last thing to turn, Salyssa gave her full attention back to both men, her step slowing to a stop beside them, “..what are we to do now..?”

Connor nodded, sighing softly ”Might have to take to the skies to look for him… “

Tobias gave a shrug, ”Its like a zip line! You just look away and it’s gone!” he said with a laugh, ”Well, I can’t fly, but I’ll stay right here!” he promised.

“..you might not be able to fly; though it has never before stopped you from attempting to do so…” Shaking her head lightly from side to side, another soft chuckle falling through her lips, Salyssa hesitated, her gaze lingering on Connor. The last time she’d left the ground, he’d reacted badly… what if that happened again..?

Tobias grinned, ”Well, I figure it’s only logical… Water… Earth… Maybe I’ll get fire and wind too!” he said, as it it made sense, crouching by Akila and patting her, ”Besides, we’re already on a rescue mission right? Don’t want two do we?” he said with a chuckle.

Connor listened to the two talk, wondering if he could stay in the air without hurting anyone, if it was worth the risk… but he couldn’t leave Ben stuck to something. He turned to look at them, hesitating as he saw Salyssa looking at him, ”Is something wrong?” he asked, a little confused. Had he done something wrong?

Blush creeping out over her cheeks, her gaze tearing from his, Salyssa shook her head lightly from side to side, “..no… nothing…”

Perplexed, Connor watched her another moment or two, ”Oh. Ben. Right.” He said after a moment, looking around them once more, reaching for his pack, but still hesitating. ”I’m not so good in the air.” he admitted.

Tobias looked to Salyssa curiously as he threw an arm around Akila, keeping the dog by his side, debating about saying something before he shrugged to himself, looking to Akila, ”Salyssa can do the flying!”

“..T-Tobi..!” Eyes widening, her attention turning back around so that she was able to look at him, Salyssa shifted slightly, shaking her head lightly from side to side as if in an attempt to dissuade him from his suggestion.

”What? It’s true! You can fly!” Tobias said, looking up at her and smiling, not quite sure what he had done wrong as he looked at her cheerfully.

”Its okay if you don’t want to.” Conner said softly, ”I can use my suit.” He didn’t want to force her to do anything she didn’t want to, and Ben was his friend. He could do this.

“..i-it is not that… I-...” The blush on her cheeks growing stronger, her head dropping, Salyssa stared down at her hands, watching on as her fingers played with the hem of her top.

Connor looked towards her, stepping closer, but hesitated on seeking to comfort her, ”What is it?” he asked with concern.

“..y-you did not like it when I flew…” Her voice soft as she spoke, Salyssa kept her gaze on her hands, refusing to meet with his eyes.

She was worried about his reaction? ”Oh… No… I was just surprised.” he said quickly, ”I didn’t expect it… which is probably foolish given where we are… I’m sorry… “

Pausing, her head lifting so that she could let her gaze meet with his, she silently watched him. He was sorry..? Thrown once more at his words, hesitant, Salyssa slowly reached her hand out, letting it hover between them as she offered it for him to take.

Connor hesitated for a handful of seconds, before reaching out and taking her hand, unsure what she was going to do, he nevertheless gave her a smile.

Taking hold of his hand, her fingers entwining with his, Salyssa gave a gentle push off from the ground below them, her feet curling up slightly beneath her as her body lifted up and into the air, bringing him with her as she did lifted the both of them high enough that they were able to see a full body over those milling about the courtyard. This wasn’t the first time she had done this- having spent a good portion of her life flying after Tobias in order to keep him from toppling to his doom in the name of curiosity, it had become quite the regular thing… though this was different… this wasn’t Tobi…

Turning her head, daring a glance over at Connor, she bit down softly upon her lower lip, her nerves once more attempting to take control of her as she spoke to him, her voice still soft, “..can-... can you see your friend..?”

Connor wasn’t sure what he expected… but suddenly being lifted into the air, not under his own power… Well, it was certainly different to flying himself. He was somewhat nervous, but he decided to trust Salyssa, and met her gaze when she looked over at him. He gave her a smile, hoping it was reassuring. At her words, he turned slightly to look about, checking the area around them carefully, glancing up along the buildings, he was about ready to give up hope when he saw Ben, being propelled towards the schools gates, out of control. ”There!”

Nodding lightly in understanding, sharing a quick glance with Tobias below, Salyssa moved them forward and through the air above the crowd, remaining silent as she glanced about, lowering them back to the ground only once she had spotted an open space next to where the guy they had been searching for came to a stop, his body wrapped tightly together with that of a woman thanks to the webs they both seemed caught up in; the mere sight causing a soft giggle to slip through her lips.

“..heheh… Ben I assume..?”

Connor made sure to keep his hand on hers, holding it securely. When they were on the ground once more, Connor took in the sight that greeted them. He sought to keep his composure, although it was quite a challenge. ”Well… Uh, that’s certainly one way to get a girl, Ben.” he said, chuckling lightly.

”Do you need a hand… or are you alright there?”

☽ ᑕᕼIᒪᗪᖇᕮᑎ Oᖴ Tᕼᕮ ᗰOOᑎ ☾ - [Tᕮᕮᑎ ᗯOᒪᖴ ᖇOᒪᕮᑭᒪᗩY] - ᖇᕮᗷOOT

Cassandra Arvanitis

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Cassandra Kate Arvanitis

_{"Staying strong is easy... learning to be strong is hard"}

Appearance - Wolf

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Name:

Cassandra Kate Arvanitis

Nick-Names:

Cassie

Gender:

Female.

Species:

Currently Human, to be turned werewolf.

Occupation:

☠ Student
☠ Ranch Hand on Aunts Ranch.

Place Of Origin:

Boston, MA

Age:

Seventeen Years Old.

Birthday:

4th of October 2000.

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Relationship Status:

Single.

Sexuality:

Heterosexual/ Straight.

Partner:

None.

Father:

Xerxes Arvanitis

Mother:

Rita Spencer, Deceased

Siblings:

None, although she considers Miranda Burke and Syleste Noire to be as good as sisters.

Pets:

A Rottweiler Puppy (Not really a puppy anymore, but PUPPY) by the named Chewbacca, given to her by her father

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Personality:

♦ Outgoing ♦ Second Guesses herself ♦ Kind ♦ A little Sad ♦

If you were to describe Cassandra in three words, Kind, Caring and dedicated would sum her up. She is a tough kind of girl, in that she doesn't let anything get her down- or at least not for long. She tackles life like she can conquer it- and so often does. She attributes this to her father, who taught her that she could be anything and do anything she sets her mind to. More words to describe Cassie would be determined, stubborn, brave and at times, foolish. Once she sets her mind to things, Cassandra will follow them through to the very end, even if it does seem foolish. She will regularly go to the wall for anyone, and further for those she cares about. Another trait she learned from her father is to do the best that she can do- and often going to the ends to do so, sometimes forgoing looking after herself to do so.

Brought up to be extremely bright, questioning, open minded and accepting, Cassandra isn't judgemental. Everything she has learned about being a decent person, she learned from a young age, sitting on her father's knee. Somewhat of a Daddy's girl, Cassandra holds her father in high esteem- although she does sometimes berates him when he doesn't look after himself. Often, Cassandra will go out of her way to make sure he has a decent meal at work, and of course slips in his favourite treat, Twix.

Cassandra's main goal in life is to make people smile, laugh and feel good about themselves. She is always willing to cheer people up, caring a great deal for her family and friends and she would do anything to protect them, even if it means sacrificing herself to do so. Because of this, if Cassandra believes something is not right, or she needs to do so to help those she cares about, she will defy authority. She doesn't regret this defiance, knowing that it was the best option at the time.

Cassandra is bright and bubbly, a typically care free kind of girl. She lvoes to sing and is good with music, although her main passion lies in protecting her friends, being there for them and generally being the best person that she can be. However at times, especially when she can misjudge herself, Cassandra does fall silent, becoming almost shy. While she knows her father would do anything for her, she can't help at this times but feel morose, thinking of her the mother she barely, if at all, remembers and of her father, who she believes deserves everything in the world.

Likes:

✔ Music- Cassandra fools around with writing songs, and at playing her guitar
✔ Outdoors- there's nothing Cassandra likes better then being outdoors, particularly if it involves her friends and family,
and even more so curling up with her father by their outdoor firepit
✔ Reading. If there's anything Cassandra likes, she will find a way to read it. She often has two or three dozen books waiting to be read. .
✔ Writing. While Cassandra knows she doesn't have the ability to become a writer, she enjoys messing about with it, feeling like writing helps express the more difficult aspects of her emotions.
✔ Animals. Cassandra loves all things great and small- but her favourite animal will always be Chewie
✔ Sunny Days. You can do anything on a sunny day.

Dislikes:

✘ Bullies. Casssandra cannot stand bullies, and will stand up to them whenever she can.
✘ Inactivity. Not being active is something Cassandra loathes, although a few hours here and there cuddled up with her father or friends are times she cherishes.
✘ Stress. While Cassandra thrives on stress, she doesn't like what it does to her father.
✘ Heights. Scared of heights, not for any reason that she can say, Cassandra tends to avoid them.
✘ Small spaces. Mildly claustrophobic, Cassandra really dislikes small spaces.

Hobbies:
play and write music
track
video games
reading

Cassandra considers her hobbies to be playing and writing music, track (She loves to run), playing video games (A few hours of kicking butt is always enjoyable to her) and reading (She could probably fill a library with books).

Strengths:

⇋ Loyal & Protective- Loyal and protective of her friends and loved ones, Cassandra will go to the end of the earth for them, and come back to make sure they are okay.
⇌ Bright, smart, intelligent- Rather fond of school and learning, Cassandra has a high intelligence that she fosters quite lovingly and if something doesn't make sense to her, she naws at it until she understands.
⇋ Strong Willed- With a need to make sure everyone is okay, Cassandra doesn't hesitate to stand up for others, and typically gets what she wants. Especially if it involves those she cares about.

Weaknesses:

☠ Prone to high emotions- An extremely empathetic girl, Cassandra is sometimes vulnerable to high levels of emotions,
which can at times make it hard to talk with her.
☠ Mathematics- Cassandra struggles with maths. It has always been a weakness to her, and one she struggles to understand, although she doesn't hesitate to ask her father for help..
☠ Self-conscious- While Cassandra considers herself a strong person, she is oddly self conscious about herself, particularly her appearance and tends to dress accordinly.

Biography:

Cassandra was young when her mother died of leukemia, leaving her to be raised by her father. Cassandra was a little troubled as a chld, falling into a mute state, until she discovered music and the wonder of singing. She learned to sing, to dance, to play guitar. She became happy, and enjoyed life once more. She made friends, and became good in what she did, and how she did it. She enjoyed figuring things out, and enjoyed just being with others,

Cassandra goes to great lengths to not admit just how much money they have, prefering instead to work hard, and do well in her life, rather then value everything based on money. She has her old guitar, which her Aunt said was her mothers, and while she could get a new one, Cassandra prefers the sentimental value her guitar has. She also drives an old VW Bug, loving the little car even with its problems.

This does not make her ashamed of the money her father, and her Aunt has, instead taking the oportunity to offer anyone a job-badgering her Aunt. She also quite regularly abducts her friends to sleep overs on her Aunt's ranch. Skillfully navigating herself into becoming friends with everyone, Cassandra has quite possibly blossomed. She considers Syleste, and Mirinda her best friends, and will do anything for them..

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Type of Werewolf:

Currently not a werewolf

Werewolf Abilities:

As a werewolf, Cassie has the following powers and abilities:

☠ Shape-Shifting: Cassandra can change her appearance, allowing her to take on a humanoid werewolf form or an animal form.
☠ Superhuman Strength: Cassandra is stronger than humans, able to lift weights she wouldn't otherwise have been able to.
☠ Night Vision: Cassandra can see clearly at night.
☠ Retractable Claws and Fangs: Cassandra can retract her claws, and fangs back and forth into her body at will.
☠ Heightened Senses: Cassandra can smell, see and hear far better than any human, ranging from a few meters, to up to a mile away; also due to having more control than other werewolves (both in her pack and lone), Cassandra has the ability to sense illness and, in some cases, the onset of an epileptic seizure.
☠ Accelerated Healing: Cassandra heals quickly from most injuries and scars; and thanks to the initial bite, Cassandra has also been cures of all and any chronic illnesses like asthma, epilepsy or even cancer (both known and unknown), and now has an immunity to any disease.
☠ Enhanced Agility: Cassandra can jump and climb at amazing speeds, leaping great distances of about thirty feet from the ground; she is also much faster than not only humans, but also some other supernatural creatures, able to run up to seventy mph- Cassandra is also shown to have faster reflexes, allowing her to catch fast moving objects in mid-air, such as arrows or even lacrosse balls; her reflexes are fifteen times faster than that of a normal human.
☠ Pain Transference: Cassandra, by touch, can absorb the pain of a human, animal, or supernatural creature, and can (at times) even go so far as to "heal" in some cases.
☠ Memory Transference: Cassandra can transfer (give or take) memories by inserting her claws into the nape of an individual's neck. This ability can establish mind-to-mind communication and, with practice, allow for memory manipulation or erasure.
☠ Canine Control: Cassandra can calm down other canine animals, like dogs, and also, make them attack on command; however, this particular ability has the opposite effect on cats and other felines much to her dismay.

Werewolf Perks and Quirks:

As a werewolf, Cassandra has the following perks and quirks:

• Camera flashes and some video recording devices cause Cassandra's eyes to glow making her nearly impossible to photograph
• In the dark, Cassandra's eyes seem to react to light like a regular canine with eye-shine.
• Cassandra cannot become intoxicated by drinking alcohol due to her enhanced healing ability, making it impossible for her regulars and friends to out-drink her.
• Smelling chemosignals allows Cassandra to know what someone is feeling.
• Cassandra can control her healing ability, though only while she's conscious.
• Cassandra, like other werewolves, has a tendency to draw a spiral to symbolize her intent for revenge.

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Other:

Cassandra will do anything for her friends. Sometimes this means that she will do anything, to give them happiness. At these times, she blames it on her friend, Miranda.

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Theme Song:

"On a good day" by OceanLab

Connor Vos

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Connor Tony Vos

_{"Whatever happens, just know that I'm here. I'll always be there."}

Appearance - Wolf

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Name:

Connor Tony Vos

Nick-Names:

Con

Gender:

Male.

Species:

Werewolf.

Occupation:

☠ Nothing at the moment

Place Of Origin:

Will update

Age:

Eighteen Years Old.

Birthday:

18th of May 1999.

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Relationship Status:

Imprinted.

Sexuality:

Heterosexual/ Straight.

Partner:

Kaylee Evans.

Father:

Mitchel Vos, deceased

Mother:

Jamie Vos, Deceased

Siblings:

Syleste Nioré (Vos) (Doesn't know about her, yet)

Pets:

No pet currently

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Personality:

♦ bright ♦ Open Minded ♦ Over Analyses things ♦ kind ♦ Easily observed in things he cares about ♦ Protective ♦ Quick Witted ♦

Considered to be an exceptionally bright young man, Connor has a thirst for knowledge that tends to be obsessive, leading to hours spent in solitude, inside, at a time, sometimes leading into days. It’s not uncommon for a day or two to go by before Connor emerges from a study session. He takes pride in his knowledge, but doesn’t come across as a know-it-all, far from it, Connor will go out of his way to help others, and does so in a way that he connects things in a way that those he is helping will understand. He doesn’t think less of anyone if they struggle to understand things- everyone has their strengths and he well knows his own weaknesses.

Willing to help others, Connor is an extremely kind and caring individual, always willing to drop everything and help those he cares about, and those who simply need it, and tackles their problems with a need to ensure everyone is satisfied, always willing to work out complex problems.

Often considered quite, Connor processes interactions, trying to figure out people like he does complex problems, however this doesn’t stop him being sociable. Far from it, Connor is often ready to get into heated discussion, whether it be able the fine arts, or one of his favorite topics, comics and video games. He will talk about anything, and everything, giving his opinion and debated others, but in a way that makes it seem like he does value their opinions.

Quite protective of those he cares about, Connor will do anything for them, and will let nothing stand in his way to do so. Vicious and angry when fired up, Connor can be a force to be reckoned with. More than determined, Connor will never give up, especially if he deems something worthwhile, and anything that involves his friends and family is always considered to be worthwhile to him.

Quite quick witted, Connor has a good humor, although he is rather sensitive about other emotions, giving Connor the makings of a true leader, if he would only hone those skills. Connor however merely wants to ensure his friends happiness and to be the best that he can be, as just himself.

Likes:

✔ Video Games. Connor loves to play Video Games, to him they are a way of doing things he'd probably never get to do anyway
✔ Books. They're knowledge. Stories he can transport himself into
✔ Comic books... he's a nerd
✔ Figuring people out.
✔ People themselves.

Dislikes:

✘ People who are opinionated without having the knowledge to back it up.
✘ Judgmental People.
✘ Bullies.
✘ Losing.
✘ Being unable to do things for those he cares about.

Hobbies:

- Playing video games.
- Read.
- Draw comics.
- Playing sports.

Strengths:

⇋ Brave - Connor will do anything for those he cares about, without question. He often doesn’t stop to consider his own safety, but will always consider the safety of others. He isn’t foolish, but the need to protect and help others is strong in him.
⇌ A Good Tactician - A good tactician, Connor is rather skilled with both puzzles and direction, using his previously acquired knowledge to help create the best plan or solution possible.
⇋ Kind - Kind ,Connor will go out on a limb for anyone, even if he has just met them, which ay mean that he is taken advantage off, but he doesn’t seem to care about that, as long as those he cares about aren’t.

Weaknesses:

☠ Naive - A little naive, Connor believes too much in people at times, result in him feeling disappointed or betrayed, but he still doesn't let this cloud his judgement.

☠ Quite - Connor prefers to stand back and study things rather than jumps in, and this gives him the appearance of being in the background at times.

☠ Over Analyses Things - Connor can be considered over analytically at times, giving him a bit of a judgmental air, even when he doesn’t mean to do so.

Biography:

Connor was born to highly intelligent parents, and was expected to exceed in everything he did. He went to the fanciest private schools, was expected to participate in extracurricular activities and to essential get the highest grades he possibly could. Connor didn't mind, enjoying school, but when his mother got sick, he lost faith when nothing could help her. He was 10 when she died, and it brought a change in his father. No longer expected to exceed, Connor spent a lot of time with his father going on trips, learning how to catch, throw, hit and kick a ball, Connors life turned into a typical childhood, but he still exceeded in school.

His father took him on a camping trip a few months before the story takes place, and that was another changing point in Connors life. It was a full moon, and his father wanted to teach him how to fish, despite the fact he had never gone fishing himself. As the moon rose, they began to hear animal cries, and his father insisted they leave, before they were attacked.

it was too late. The wolf attacked, tearing his fathers throat out, before attacking Connor. Unable to stop the wolf, Connor still tried to escape. Eventually he just gave up, expecting to die, but when he woke in the morning, it was to his fathers mutilated body, and no injury, no scar, nothing but the blood on his clothes to tell he had been attacked.

He stumbled out the forest, after what seemed like hours of sitting there, right into a patrol car. There was an investigation, but the wolf wasn't found, and no one could explain why Connor hadn't been hurt. Taking the inheritance he received from his father's death, Connor fled thecity where everyone seemed to know what happened, and eventually will find his way to Red lake. He is still unsure what has happened to him.

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Type of Werewolf:

Werewolf, Omega. Although he doesn't know what has happened to him, Connor is a werewolf and has been wandering around for a few months since his transformation

Werewolf Abilities:

As a werewolf, Connor has the following powers and abilities:

☠ Shape-Shifting: Connor can change his appearance, allowing he to take on a humanoid werewolf form or an animal form.
☠ Superhuman Strength: Connor is stronger than humans, able to lift weights she wouldn't otherwise have been able to.
☠ Night Vision: Connor can see clearly at night.
☠ Retractable Claws and Fangs: Connor can retract his claws, and fangs back and forth into his body at will.
☠ Heightened Senses: Connor can smell, see and hear far better than any human, ranging from a few meters, to up to a mile away; also due to having more control than other werewolves (both in his pack and lone), Connor has the ability to sense illness and, in some cases, the onset of an epileptic seizure.
☠ Accelerated Healing: Connor heals quickly from most injuries and scars; and thanks to the initial bite, Connor has also been cures of all and any chronic illnesses like asthma, epilepsy or even cancer (both known and unknown), and now has an immunity to any disease.
☠ Enhanced Agility: Connor can jump and climb at amazing speeds, leaping great distances of about thirty feet from the ground; she is also much faster than not only humans, but also some the supernatural creatures, able to run up to seventy mph- Connor is also shown to have faster reflexes, allowing he to catch fast moving objects in mid-air, such as arrows or even lacrosse balls; he reflexes are fifteen times faster than that of a normal human.
☠ Pain Transference: Connor, by touch, can absorb the pain of a human, animal, or supernatural creature, and can (at times) even go so far as to "heal" in some cases.
☠ Memory Transference: Connor can transfer (give or take) memories by inserting his claws into the nape of an individual's neck. This ability can establish mind-to-mind communication and, with practice, allow for memory manipulation or erasure.
☠ Canine Control: Connor can calm down the canine animals, like dogs, and also, make them attack on command; however, this particular ability has the opposite effect on cats .

Werewolf Perks and Quirks:

As a werewolf, Connor has the following perks and quirks:

• Camera flashes and some video recording devices cause Connor's eyes to glow making he nearly impossible to photograph
• In the dark, Connor's eyes seem to react to light like a regular canine with eye-shine.
• Connor cannot become intoxicated by drinking alcohol due to he enhanced healing ability, making it impossible for he regulars and friends to out-drink he.
• Smelling chemosignals allows Connor to know what someone is feeling.
• Connor can control he healing ability, though only while she's conscious.
• Connor, like othe werewolves, has a tendency to draw a spiral to symbolize he intent for revenge.

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Other:

Connor has no knowledge of his younger, half sister, unaware that his parents split up for a time, before getting back together.

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Theme Song:

"Lullaby” by Nickleback.

Cody Treadwell

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Cody Treadwell

_{"All you can do is try your best... "}

Appearance - Wolf

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Name:

Cody Treadwell

Nick-Names:

none

Gender:

Male.

Species:

to be Werewolf.

Occupation:

☠ Works Part Time at the Library

Place Of Origin:

Klamath Falls

Age:

Seventeen Years Old.

Birthday:

4th of April, 2000

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Relationship Status:

Single.

Sexuality:

Gay.

Partner:

None at the moment.

Father:

Jeremy Treadwell

Mother:

Alaine Treadwell

Siblings:

None

Pets:

He has a White Fox Cub by the name of Cecilia.

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Personality:

♦ bright ♦ Open Minded ♦ Brave ♦ kind ♦ Submissive ♦ Logical ♦

Cody is a bright young man, submissive by nature, he has a courage that defies his passive nature. This shows itself when he seeks to stand up for something important, or for someone who can’t protect themselves, or for those he cares about.

He is an emotional individual, yet he doesn’t let this cloud his judgement, or at least cloud his ability to think clearly. He is a rather empathic and sympathetic individual, often choosing choices based on his own morals, and what he thinks should be done. He has a thirst for knowledge that is rarely satisfied, and he isn’t happy unless he has several books to read.

When he is moved to defend those who can’t defend themselves or protect those he cares about, he is perhaps your worst enemy as he will never give up, nor make a rash mistake just because he is angry.

He is generally a very warm, kind hearted individual, and is not a violent person by nature. While he has skills with arms, he prefers to address confrontations by a purely strategic and tactically standpoint.

Likes:

✔ Books
✔ warm fires
✔ Running
✔ Animales

Dislikes:

✘ Bullies.
✘ People that think only for themselves.
✘ Lack of books.
✘ Being unable to write.
✘ Spicy foods.

Hobbies:

Writing, Drawing, painting

Strengths:

⇋ Empathetic - Cody is quite sensitive to others emotions, and does tend to involve himself in others lives, enjoying caring and taking care of others.
⇌ A fine writer - Cody is rather articulate, able to formulate speeches and is skilled with writing.
⇋ Open Minded- Cody is willing to listen to even the most craziest of ideas and give his ideas on them.

Weaknesses:

☠ Non-Violent - Not particularly skilled in fighting, Cody can’t even throw a punch. Although this does not make him weak. He just doesn’t like to fight.

☠ A bad cook - Cody can't cook worth a damn. He has difficulty with even the simplest of meals..

☠ Afraid of Dogs- Cody won’t admit this, but he is afraid of dogs. Something about them just freaks him out.

Biography:

Cody was born to a normal family, and grew up quite comfortably. His parents allowed him to follow his passions, reading, writing and painting, and encouraged him in his endeavors of athleticism participating in his life, his sports and his advances to become either a writer or a painter. He has lived in red lake all his life, and when he was 16, he got a part time job in the library, and soon learned to juggle school work, work and a social life. Upon turning 16, Cody decided he was strong enough to come out, and is now openly gay.

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Type of Werewolf:

Werewolf, Omega. Although he doesn't know what has happened to him, Cody is a werewolf and has been wandering around for a few months since his transformation

Werewolf Abilities:

As a werewolf, Cody has the following powers and abilities:

☠ Shape-Shifting: Cody can change his appearance, allowing he to take on a humanoid werewolf form or an animal form.
☠ Superhuman Strength: Cody is stronger than humans, able to lift weights she wouldn't otherwise have been able to.
☠ Night Vision: Cody can see clearly at night.
☠ Retractable Claws and Fangs: Cody can retract his claws, and fangs back and forth into his body at will.
☠ Heightened Senses: Cody can smell, see and hear far better than any human, ranging from a few meters, to up to a mile away; also due to having more control than other werewolves (both in his pack and lone), Cody has the ability to sense illness and, in some cases, the onset of an epileptic seizure.
☠ Accelerated Healing: Cody heals quickly from most injuries and scars; and thanks to the initial bite, Cody has also been cures of all and any chronic illnesses like asthma, epilepsy or even cancer (both known and unknown), and now has an immunity to any disease.
☠ Enhanced Agility: Cody can jump and climb at amazing speeds, leaping great distances of about thirty feet from the ground; she is also much faster than not only humans, but also some the supernatural creatures, able to run up to seventy mph- Cody is also shown to have faster reflexes, allowing he to catch fast moving objects in mid-air, such as arrows or even lacrosse balls; he reflexes are fifteen times faster than that of a normal human.
☠ Pain Transference: Cody, by touch, can absorb the pain of a human, animal, or supernatural creature, and can (at times) even go so far as to "heal" in some cases.
☠ Memory Transference: Cody can transfer (give or take) memories by inserting his claws into the nape of an individual's neck. This ability can establish mind-to-mind communication and, with practice, allow for memory manipulation or erasure.
☠ Canine Control: Cody can calm down the canine animals, like dogs, and also, make them attack on command; however, this particular ability has the opposite effect on cats .

Werewolf Perks and Quirks:

As a werewolf, Cody has the following perks and quirks:

• Camera flashes and some video recording devices cause Cody's eyes to glow making he nearly impossible to photograph
• In the dark, Cody's eyes seem to react to light like a regular canine with eye-shine.
• Cody cannot become intoxicated by drinking alcohol due to he enhanced healing ability, making it impossible for he regulars and friends to out-drink he.
• Smelling chemosignals allows Cody to know what someone is feeling.
• Cody can control he healing ability, though only while she's conscious.
• Cody, like othe werewolves, has a tendency to draw a spiral to symbolize he intent for revenge.

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Other:

Cody is currently writing a book, having been working on a story for a few years, he is quite dedicated in becoming a writer. He has not let anyone see the work so far.

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— x ☠ x —

Theme Song:

Learn to fly, Foo Fighters

Quinton Matson

— x ☠ x —

Quinton John Matson

_{"I will protect them all... "}

Appearance - Wolf

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Name:

Quinton John Matson

Nick-Names:

Quin

Gender:

Male.

Species:

Werewolf.

Occupation:

☠ Teacher

Place Of Origin:

?

Age:

Twenty Nine

Birthday:

29th of Novemeber, 1989

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— x ☠ x —

Relationship Status:

Single.

Sexuality:

Straight.

Partner:

None at the moment.

Ex-Partner

Sarah Matson, Deceased

Father:

Henry Matson

Mother:

Gina Matson

Siblings:

None

Pets:

Awolf-dog pup he got for his daughter, Abigale, named Remus

Other:

Aplha-Foster Chesnut, deceased
Brother-Titus Berger, Deceased
brother-Blair Garrason, Deceased
Sister-Robin Fletcher, deceased
Wife-Sara Jameson-matson, deceased
Daughter-Abigale Matson

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_{𝒫𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

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Personality:

♦ Loyal ♦ Open Minded ♦ Brave ♦ Protective ♦ Possessive ♦ Somewhat moody ♦

Patient, caring, and with an ability to bring out the best in others, Quinton is the perfect teacher. He challenges his students and encourages them, finding out what best helps their learning in a dedicated way that typically inspires his students. And he has a way of doing it so that the students don't realise what is happening until it is too late. He finds great enjoyment at nudging his students to new heights and feets that they normally wouldn't achieve.

Bright, funny and overall friendly, he will protect those he loves with his very life if need be. Having lost everything before, he is adamant to never lose those he cares about again. He can and does get a little crazy about this, but after losing his entire pack and doing what he could to protect his daughter, Quinton knows he can't lose anyone else again.

While he enjoys his life now, Quinton is prone to fits of moodiness. He still blames himself for his packs deaths, especially his late wife's. When this happens, he seeks the knowledge that he kept his daughter alive, and that she was a happy, bright little girl who never ceases to amaze him.

His is over protective of his daughter, and if anything were to hurt her, he would turn the world upside down and inside out to find out and put an end to who hurt her. Aside from this, Quinton is a nice guy. He stands up for himself and what he believes in, and doesn't hesitate to speak his mind.

Likes:

✔ Sports
✔ books
✔ hand to hand combat
✔ dogs
✔ sunny days

Dislikes:

✘ Spiders
✘ Bullies
✘ dancing
✘ anything that makes his daughter upset
✘ talking about himself

Hobbies:

Generally whatever his daughter wants.
Plays the piano
video games
gardening

Strengths:

⇋ A skilled combatant - A skilled fighter, Quinton knows many different types of fighting styles, and he will not hesitate to use them should he have a need.
⇌ A good cook- Due to having to feed his daughter something other than fast food, Quinton has become a rather fine cook
⇋ Skilled hunter- Quintin is a skilled hunter, using his heightened senses when necessary, again, he became increasingly skilled with this, when he needed to provide food for Abigale.

Weaknesses:

☠ His Daughter - When it comes to his daughter, Quinton will do anything. This can make him rather rash, but he will literally kill for her.

☠ Fire - Quinton dislikes fire. He fears it, and refuses to go near it.

☠ Refuses to use guns- Quinton has had an intense dislike for guns. He is afraid of them, due to memories of his former pack.

Biography:

Quintin was originally from Arizona. He was bitten when he was 13, after being hit by a car and near death. The bit very well could have killed him, but his alpha managed to save him. Quintin became an adept liar to his parents, and by the time he went off to college, he was a higher up in his packs ranks. He went to college, on a football scholarship, and graduated as a teacher when he was 21. He returned to his pack, married and mated to a female from a different pack, adopting her into his.

By the time he was 22, they had a daughter. Quintin had never been happier, then the day he held his little, beautiful Abigale. His happiness was short lived, a hunter had found his pack, and was killing them one by one.

He left his wife dying, running with abigale, now two years old, and never seemed to stop running. They spent three years jumping from town to town, quinton earning what money he could, and trying to give Abigale a relatively normal life. No one ever sought to ask why three nights a month he would leave Abigale with a sitter.

They finally reached Klamath Falls, and having finally shaken the hunter, Quintin decided to settle in the town. He spent a week at the Cedar Ash Inn, often leaving Abigale in her mother’s hands, grateful for that, as he searched for a job, and a house.

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_{𝒲𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓌𝑜𝓁𝒻 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

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Type of Werewolf:

Werewolf, Beta. Quinton has so far resisted killing anyone, and as such has yellow eyes

Werewolf Abilities:

As a werewolf, Quinton has the following powers and abilities:

☠ Shape-Shifting: Quinton can change his appearance, allowing he to take on a humanoid werewolf form or an animal form.
☠ Superhuman Strength: Quinton is stronger than humans, able to lift weights she wouldn't otherwise have been able to.
☠ Night Vision: Quinton can see clearly at night.
☠ Retractable Claws and Fangs: Quinton can retract his claws, and fangs back and forth into his body at will.
☠ Heightened Senses: Quinton can smell, see and hear far better than any human, ranging from a few meters, to up to a mile away; also due to having more control than other werewolves (both in his pack and lone), Quinton has the ability to sense illness and, in some cases, the onset of an epileptic seizure.
☠ Accelerated Healing: Quinton heals quickly from most injuries and scars; and thanks to the initial bite, Quinton has also been cures of all and any chronic illnesses like asthma, epilepsy or even cancer (both known and unknown), and now has an immunity to any disease.
☠ Enhanced Agility: Quinton can jump and climb at amazing speeds, leaping great disseagreences of about thirty feet from the ground; she is also much faster than not only humans, but also some the supernatural creatures, able to run up to seventy mph- Quinton is also shown to have faster reflexes, allowing he to catch fast moving objects in mid-air, such as arrows or even lacrosse balls; he reflexes are fifteen times faster than that of a normal human.
☠ Pain Transference: Quinton, by touch, can absorb the pain of a human, animal, or supernatural creature, and can (at times) even go so far as to "heal" in some cases.
☠ Memory Transference: Quinton can transfer (give or take) memories by inserting his claws into the nape of an individual's neck. This ability can establish mind-to-mind communication and, with practice, allow for memory manipulation or erasure.
☠ Canine Control: Quinton can calm down the canine animals, like dogs, and also, make them attack on command; however, this particular ability has the opposite effect on cats .

Werewolf Perks and Quirks:

As a werewolf, Quinton has the following perks and quirks:

• Camera flashes and some video recording devices cause Quinton's eyes to glow making he nearly impossible to photograph
• In the dark, Quinton's eyes seem to react to light like a regular canine with eye-shine.
• Quinton cannot become intoxicated by drinking alcohol due to he enhanced healing ability, making it impossible for he regulars and friends to out-drink he.
• Smelling chemosignals allows Quinton to know what someone is feeling.
• Quinton can control he healing ability, though only while she's conscious.
• Quinton, like othe werewolves, has a tendency to draw a spiral to symbolize he intent for revenge.

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_{𝒪𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

— x ☠ x —

Other:

His daughter, Abigale

She is a bright young girl, whom Quinton dotes on. Outgoing, friendly and a little bit of a trouble maker, she always keeps him on his toes.

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_{𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓂𝑒 𝒮𝑜𝓃𝑔}

— x ☠ x —

Theme Song:

Carry on my wayward son, Kansas

Abigale Matson

— x ☠ x —

Abigale Anne Matson

_{"To make everyone happy... would be a good thing "}

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Name:

Abigale Anne Matson

Nick-Names:

Abi

Gender:

female.

Species:

Currently Human.

Occupation:

☠ She's five. Her job is to be as annoying as possible while being super adorable

Place Of Origin:

?

Age:

Five

Birthday:

30th of September 2012

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_{𝑅𝑒𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

— x ☠ x —

Relationship Status:

Single.

Sexuality:

Straight.

Partner:

None at the moment.

Father:

Quinton Matson

Mother:

Sarah Matson

Siblings:

None

Pets:

Awolf-dog pup named Remus she got from her father.

Other:

Aplha-Foster Chesnut, deceased
Uncle-Titus Berger, Deceased
Uncle-Blair Garrason, Deceased
Aunt-Robin Fletcher, deceased
Mother-Sara Jameson-matson, deceased

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_{𝒫𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

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Personality:

♦ Optimistic ♦ Childish ♦ Bright ♦ Trickster ♦

Abigale is a bright, bubbly, energetic young girl. She is overly curious, often getting into trouble. She js quite an empathetic girl, often comforting her father when he becomes moody. Very insightful, she often seems wise beyond her years, yet is generally quite modest in what she knows.

Likes:

✔ Animals
✔ Toys
✔ Stories
✔ Candy
✔ ice cream

Dislikes:

✘ Bugs
✘ Mean people
✘ When her father is sad
✘ Homework
✘ Spelling

Hobbies:

a typical child, Abigale enjoys playing. She likes to draw, and paint, likes puzzles and playing with her stuffed animals

Strengths:

⇋ Sees to the heart of everyone- Abigale has a kind heart, one that sees the best in everyone and every situation
⇌ Patient- Abigale shows a patient and restraint most children do not have.
⇋ Happy- A rather happy and bright child, Abigale typically brings about a smile to all around her.

Weaknesses:

☠ A bit of a trickster - A little cheeky, Abigale does at times wind up in trouble

☠ Bugs - Abigale has a strong fear of bugs, and won't go near them.

☠ Weak- As a child, Abigale is not that strong.

Biography:

Same as her fathers, Abigale goes to elementary school.

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_{𝒪𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

— x ☠ x —

Other:

His daughter, Abigale

Her favourite stuffed animal, because it looks like her father.

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_{𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓂𝑒 𝒮𝑜𝓃𝑔}

— x ☠ x —

Theme Song:

Courage ORIANTHI

Selena McIntyre

— x ☠ x —

Selena Joy McIntyre

_{"Some say revenge is a dish best served cold. Me? I prefer it hot"}

Appearance - Panther

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Name:

Selena Joy McIntyre

Nick-Names:

Selena

Gender:

Female.

Species:

Werecat, specifically Panther

Occupation:

☠ Hunter

Place Of Origin:

?

Age:

Twenty.

Birthday:

4th of June 1998.

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_{𝑅𝑒𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

— x ☠ x —

Relationship Status:

Single.

Sexuality:

Bisexual.

Partner:

None.

Father:

Unknown, Deceased

Mother:

Unknown, Deceased

Adoptive Father:

Abraham McIntyre

Siblings:

None.

Pets:

Has a cat, by the name of Antaya

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Personality:

♦ Extremely Forceful ♦ Immensely Guarded ♦ Particularly Vindictive ♦ Determinded ♦ Stubborn ♦ Quick to anger ♦

Unfortunately if you were asked to describe Selena, many would not be able to do so. This is because Selena is a rather reserved individual, prefer her own company or that of her cats, than that of others. Perhaps its fear of not wanting to get close to others, or perhaps she just doesn't want to explain her whole sad story, but she tends to avoid others when she doesn't have a need for them. She is rather guarded, but does show a degree of loyalty and compassion that is seldom seen because of her outer, gruff exterior. Because of everything that has happened to her, she prefers to keep people at arms length, never really staying anywhere long enough to develop ties or bonds. She prefers this, as she believes it will prevent herself getting hurt.

A rather focused individual, Selena focuses on her tasks, hunts and goals without any thought of giving up, showing that she is both determined and stubborn. Because of this she is often quick to anger against those she thinks have done her wrong, which is contrary to her rather calm nature. While Selena likes a good fight, she prefers to settle things in a calmer manner, and does tend to process things inwardly. If you crazy, you may as well talk to yourself.

Due to her never give up attitude, she is more than a little obsessed and dedicated to her trade, and does not feel conflicted being a werecat hunting other supernatural creatures. In fact, she uses her abilities to her advantage in hunts. A deadly trained fighting machine, Selena has no qualms about taking down those who deserve it, although she struggles greatly with the one death she feels responsible for, giving her blue eyes to her panther form. Because of this, Selena wishes to seek vengeance on all werewolves, having more then one reason to have a bias against them.

Likes:

✔ The moon on a clear night
✔ guns
✔ training
✔ good food
✔ candy

Dislikes:

✘ werewolves
✘ raining days
✘ dogs
✘ being in one place too long.

Hobbies:

Selina doesn't really have any hobbies. She trains. She reads. She practices with her gun. Beyond that, she doesn't really have anything else.

Strengths:

⇋ Skilled with weapons- Selena is skilled in the use of many weapons, included guns and knives and makes use of her own claws and teeth.
⇌ Knowledgeable- Due to her upbringing, Selena has a rather extensive store of supernatural knowledge.
⇋ Strong Willed and dedicated- Selena has a strong will and a dedication to her cause, and her vengeance.

Weaknesses:

☠ Prone to anger- Prone to anger, there a times when Selena cannot control it, and tends to get herself in trouble.
☠ Stubborn- More than a little stubborn, Selena can become too focused on one thing, and lose focus of everything else around her.
☠ Not a people person- Selena has difficulty getting along with other people and can come off as brash.

Biography:

Selina was born a werecat. Her parents were both werecats, but Selina didn't get a chance to know them. Both were killed by werewolves, an accident, but Selina didn't know that. Nor did the hunter who found her, who took her in, and raised her as his own, teaching her how to be a hunter, he also taught her how to control her werecat sided, when she turned 11, and had her first shift. Their constant traveling enabled him to both control her, and to teach her.

Upon turning 18, Selina earned her high school diploma, using her homeschooling to do so, she then began her own hunting, her foster father retiring. During her time alone, Selina became more independant and skilled at her trade. She specialised in huntint werewolves, tracking them down, and taking them down.

she has slowly been making her way to Klamath, tracking supernaturals towards this strange Town

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_{𝒲𝑒𝓇𝑒cat 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

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Type of Werewolf:

Werecat, Omega, blue eyes.

Werewolf Abilities:

As a werecat, Selena has the following powers and abilities:

☠ Shape-Shifting: Selena can change her appearance, allowing her to take on a humanoid werecat form or an animal form.
☠ Superhuman Strength: Selena is stronger than humans, able to lift weights she wouldn't otherwise have been able to.
☠ Night Vision: Selena can see clearly at night.
☠ Retractable Claws and Fangs: Selena can retract her claws, and fangs back and forth into her body at will.
☠ Heightened Senses: Selena can smell, see and hear far better than any human, ranging from a few meters, to up to a mile away
☠ Accelerated Healing: Selena heals quickly from most injuries and scars; and thanks to the initial bite, Selena has also been cures of all and any chronic illnesses like asthma, epilepsy or even cancer (both known and unknown), and now has an immunity to any disease.
☠ Enhanced Agility: Selena can jump and climb at amazing speeds, leaping great distances of about thirty feet from the ground; she is also much faster than not only humans, but also some other supernatural creatures, able to run up to seventy mph- Selena is also shown to have faster reflexes, allowing her to catch fast moving objects in mid-air, such as arrows or even lacrosse balls; her reflexes are fifteen times faster than that of a normal human.
☠ Pain Transference: Selena, by touch, can absorb the pain of a human, animal, or supernatural creature, and can (at times) even go so far as to "heal" in some cases.
☠ Memory Transference: Selena can transfer (give or take) memories by inserting her claws into the nape of an individual's neck. This ability can establish mind-to-mind communication and, with practice, allow for memory manipulation or erasure.
☠ Canine Control: Selena can calm down other feline animals, like cats, and also, make them attack on command; however, this particular ability has the opposite effect on dogs and other canines

Werewolf Perks and Quirks:

As a werecat, Selena has the following perks and quirks:

• Camera flashes and some video recording devices cause Selena's eyes to glow making her nearly impossible to photograph
• In the dark, Selena's eyes seem to react to light like a regular canine with eye-shine.
• Selena cannot become intoxicated by drinking alcohol due to her enhanced healing ability, making it impossible for her regulars and friends to out-drink her.
• Smelling chemosignals allows Selena to know what someone is feeling.
• Selena can control her healing ability, though only while she's conscious.
• Selena, like other werecats, has a tendency to draw a spiral to symbolize her intent for revenge.

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_{𝒪𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

— x ☠ x —

Other:

Nothing at the moment

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_{𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓂𝑒 𝒮𝑜𝓃𝑔}

— x ☠ x —

Theme Song:

Skin and bones foofighters

Callie Lenson

— x ☠ x —

Callie Lenson

_{"Choosing the right way is always the hardest thing to do"}

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_{𝒢𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓁 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

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Name:

Callie Lenson

Nick-Names:

Callie

Gender:

Female.

Species:

Witch

Occupation:

☠ Runs the bed and breakfast, Cedar Ash Inn

Place Of Origin:

Klamath Falls

Age:

Twenty Five.

Birthday:

19th of Novemeber 1992.

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— x ☠ x —

Relationship Status:

Single.

Sexuality:

Straight.

Partner:

None.

Father:

Troy Lenson, deceased

Mother:

Sasha Lenson, deceased

Siblings:

None.

Pets:

Callie has recently adopted a female ginger kitten

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_{𝒫𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

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Personality:

♦ Bright ♦ Friendly♦ Kind♦ Impulsive♦ A straight arrow

Callie always has an immediate impact on her surrounds. She is cheerful, laughs a lot and entertains with a blunt and earthy humor. She enjoys being the center of attention, however she is incredibly compassionate to her friends. She generally keeps her conversations energetic, showing a good dose of intelligence, enjoying both talking about something and then just going out and doing it. She often leaps before she looks, fixing up any mistakes she comes across as she goes along, rather then merely sitting idly, preparing contingencies and escape closes as she goes along.

Callie tends to make a habit out of risky behavior, living in the moment and then diving into action. The best way to describe her would be the eye of a storm. She enjoys drama, is full of passion and pleasure, not for emotional thrills but to stimulate her mind, to rapid-fire rational decisions when required.

She thinks it makes more sense to follow her own moral compass, then what is considered normal. Rules were made to be broken, after all.

She has a unique skill in noticing small changes, whether it is a shift in facial expression, a new clothing style or a broken habit, she tends to pick up on hidden thoughts and motives were anyone else would be lucky to pick up anything specific at all. This leads to a series of questions to try and figure out why.

Likes:

✔The moon
✔ Stars
✔ plants
✔ books
✔ video games

Dislikes:

✘ judgmental people
✘ snakes
✘ spiders
✘ smoking
✘ irresponsibility

Hobbies:

Callie enjoys crafts, music, and gardening.

Strengths:

⇋ Strong willwed- Strong of mind and will, Callie never backs down, never gives up, going to extreme lengths at times to do what needs to be done.
⇌ Knowledgeable- Callie has knowledge of witch and normal knowledge, and often uses these for both clients, and her coven.
⇋ Exceptional cook- Callie is an exceptional cook, in both the magical and mundane sense, she can whip up potions and meals in mere moments.

Weaknesses:

☠ Lack of Physical skills- Callie doesn’t really have the knowledge or skill to fight without her charms and potions
☠ Impulsive- Rather impulsive, there are times when Callie does go in unprepared and rashly. .Often, this is when someone she cares about is in danger.
☠ Energetic- At times, Callie just can’t seem to sit still, a positive beacon of energy.

Biography:

Callie was born to two witch parents. She thrived under their care, and she did well in her childhood, her dream was to own her own "Wiccan" store, however this was put on hold when her parents both died unexpectedly in a car crash. Callie still blames herself for this, having a sense that something would happen, she hadn't acted on it, and has yet to move on from their deaths fully.

She became homeless after she was kicked out from her coven, for reasons she'd rather not disclose, and working her way back up. Moving to Klamath falls and Callie found the strength to continue on, gaining the bed and breakfast, she now owns Cedar Ash in, with the little Wiccan store she had always wanted apart of it.

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_{Witch 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

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Type of Witch:

Earth and Ley line user

Witch Abilities:

As a Witch, Callie has the following powers and abilities:

☠ Spell Casting: The power to change and control events through the use of incantation and more.
☠ Channeling: The power to invoke extra forms of energy by focusing on external forces.
☠ Potion Brewing: the power to brew and concoct potions, remedies and elixirs that have supernatural properties. This is by far Callie's greatest strength-she is exceptionally skilled with potions.

Other weaker abilities of Callie's includes:

Telekinesis
Elemental control
Divination
Clairvoyance
Astral Projection
Transmogrification
Teleportation

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— x ☠ x —

Other:

One of Callie’s deepest ambitions is to teach. She enjoys her wiccan practices, and has never really guided anyone else in the ways of magic.

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_{𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓂𝑒 𝒮𝑜𝓃𝑔}

— x ☠ x —

Theme Song:

Andrea Day, Rise up

Myra Flores

— x ☠ x —

Myra Flores

_{"Its very embarrassing having feelings... "}

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_{𝒢𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓁 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

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Name:

Myra Lenson

Nick-Names:

Myra

Gender:

Female.

Species:

Human

Occupation:

☠ Chief of Police

Place Of Origin:

Barcelona, Spain.

Age:

Thirty Nine.

Birthday:

15th of February 1978.

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Relationship Status:

Single.

Sexuality:

Straight.

Partner:

None.

Ex-Partner:

Vincent Martinez (Not Around/ Lives In Spain Father of her children).

Father:

?

Mother:

?

Children:

Sombra Flores, Alexander Flores

Siblings:

Lives in Spain and visits often, Younger brother), Zoé Flores (Younger sister Pack Alpha).

Pets:

A Labrador puppy, Arlo

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Personality:

♦ Headstrong ♦ Smart♦ loyal♦ practical♦ demanding♦ powerful in her own right

Myra is headstrong, smart, and loyal. She believes in the letter of the law, even to the point of addressing non-humans for not abiding he law. This has wavered in more recent years, as Myra has realized that the human police force cannot hope to stop supernatural foes with their sometime god-like power. Myra is a loving woman, but often stops herself from feeling in order to get by, especially given her daughter running away without a word. While an excellent fighter, she is slow to violence and often tries to solve problems with her mind before reaching for her gun. She only kills when forced.

Myra doesn't make many assumptions, preferring instead to analyses her surroundings, checking her facts and arrive at a practical course of action. She is a no-nonsense type of person, and has little tolerance for indecisiveness, and does tend to lose patience quickly if her chosen course is challenged. If challenges become time consuming, she can become noticeably more angry as the moments go by.

When Myra says she s going to get something done, she does it, meeting her obligations no matter the personal cost, and she is often baffled by people who don't hold their own word in the same respect. Combining laziness and dishonest is the quickest way to get on her bad side. Due to this, Myra often prefers to work alone, and where her authority is clearly established by hierarchy.

She has a sharp, fact based mind, and prefers autonomy and self-sufficiency to reliance on someone or something, except her family. She doesn't want to fall into the trap of depending on others. Her dedication is an excellent quality, allowing her to accomplish much, but this is a weakness others try to take advantage off. She seeks stability, and security, considering it her duty to maintain a smooth operation, and she may find that her coworkers and partners shift their responsibilities onto her, knowing that she will always pick up the slack. She does need to remember to take care of herself, her stubborn dedication to stability and efficiency can compromise her goals in the long them, causing emotional strain that tends to go unexpressed for years, often coming out after it's too late to fix it.

Likes:

✔ Sports
✔ Dogs
✔ beer
✔ pizza
✔ organisation
✔ Her children

Dislikes:

✘ Her ex partner
✘ the relationship between her daughter and herself. (especially not knowing if she is alright)
✘ Laziness.
✘ crime.

Hobbies:

Myra's hobbies include her self-defense training, hiking and photography.

Strengths:

⇋ Exceptional fighting skills- Myra has a wide range of fighting skills, from guns to hand to hand, and is quite skilled in Aikido.
⇌ Tactical- Myra's ability to prioritize what needs to be done enables her to focus on what is important and necessary to be addressed, rather than freaking out about the little things.
⇋ Supernatural awareness- Myra's acceptance of the supernatural world puts her at an advantage against other cops, and against supernatural creatures as she is both prepared to fight them, and understand them.

Weaknesses:

☠ Emotionally impotent- Myra has an inability to suffer her own emotions, rather letting them building up until they spill over, generally incapacitating her for a period of time.
☠ Independant- Myra would rather not depend on anyone else, and thus she rarely accepts help, for fear of seeming to be weak.
☠ Inflated sense of self- Myra has an inflated sense of herself. She doesn't think anything from the supernatural world can truly hurt her, having survived this long, and thus she can be a little reckless.

Biography:

Myra, the oldest of her siblings, never really got to understand the meaning of the word wild, having to help out with first her brother, ten years in between them, and then her younger sister. She learned responsibility at a young age. And perhaps that was why she rebelled, at the tender age of 16. Myra thought she was in love, thought she was happy. Only when she found out that she was pregnant, did she realised her partner was nothing like what she imagined. Left alone, to go through the pregnancy, Myra had an explosive argument with her parents. She was keeping the baby. She was going to do right by them. Sticking with school, Myra had her children, Sombra and Alexander, and continued her education. When the twins were older, Myra entered the police academy, wanting to be something they could look up to. It was hard work, but it made Myra the person she is today.

When her children were ten, Myra decided to move. Moving to Klamath falls with her children, and younger sister, soon settling up a life there. She rose through the ranks to become Chief of police, a feet no one thought she would reach, and learning of the supernatural world from Zoe, Myra embraced it, using the knowledge she gained to help stop dangerous creatures, and save lives.

When her children graduated, Myra could happily say, that despite some difficulties, she was proud of them, and knew they would do well. Until, that is, Sombra left, disappearing, or rather running away, without a word. Her daughter leaving like that left a mark on Myra, and she tried to hold tighter to her son, Alexander. She didn't know why Sombra ran away, but there isn't a day that goes by that Myra doesn't blame herself.

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_{𝒪𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

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Other:

Myra was recently given Arlo. or rather, forced to take Arlo. The pup was alone, and the person that gave Arlo to her played on her emotions, until she just gave in and took the puppy. She will never say this, but she is secretly glad. Although she quite recently said "I've only had Arlo for day and a half, but if anything happened to him, I would kill everyone in this room and then myself". No one is sure if she means it or not.

Myra has tried to find Sombra, although she hasn't been evasive about it, knowing her daughter and knowing she would have taken steps to prevent being followed or tracked. Myra doesn't want to push Sombra even further away, and thus has given her her space in this matter, although that still hasn't stopped her checking morgues and hospitals for any sign of her daughter. She would give just about anything to have Sombra back, or at the very least to know that she was alright.

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_{𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓂𝑒 𝒮𝑜𝓃𝑔}

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Theme Song:

"Keeping your head up" By Birdy