RoseNightfall

Of Life, Love, and Death

Yay! Such an honor to be added. :)

I live in Texas where the weather is hardly ever mild. Lol. We either have freezing cold, complete with freezing wind and rain, or overly hot temperatures.

He is kinda of like a shiny new toy to her! Lol. One that is highly disgracing and addicting. Lol. Take your time with your post. :) however, I am looking forward to it!

Of Life, Love, and Death

Posted!! :D

It's completely fine! Our post quality will probably fluctuate according to things out of our control like; writers block, life issues, slow moments in the roleplay, ect.. But it is fine, so long as we both still enjoy the roleplay!

I wish it was summer! This weather has been crazy. One week we had two days off of school because of ice, and then two days later it is shorts weather! Its so crazy!!

Of Life, Love, and Death

He had to have had something to do with it. He was the one that distracted her from being available to help and save her youngest packmate. Being alpha comes with many responsibilities, but the most important responsibility is keeping her pack safe. She had failed that job all because she was so fascinated by a vampire? Could it be possible that it was purely her fault that her pack member had died? Avina took a second to think about the question that popped into her mind. He didn’t come looking her her, she interrupted his meal. He had not kept her from leaving, she choose to stay. He was like a shiny new toy, and she had allowed herself to lose all focus. It was her fault...

Avina sensed more than saw the vampire move towards her. With less than a second to decided what to do, she let the wolf’s instinct guide her actions. She crouched down, waited for him to get close, then lunged for his feet as he reached for her. Her plan was to grab his pant leg as he passed over her and knock him off his feet. Using the momentum from her lunge, she continued to run to the other side of the clearing before she slid to a stop while turning back to him. The wolf growled at him again, but it was not as aggressive as before. Could it be that he truly had nothing to do with her lost pack member.

For someone who did not want to fight her, he was sure doing a good job! Avina closed her eyes for a moment. It was only fair for him to know who he was fighting. When she opened her eyes, they were no longer yellow but rather a soft baby blue. It was clear by his actions, and words, that he did not know who he was talking to. If he did, she had a feeling he would have more to say.

It is my fault…. the accusing thought ran again and again in her head. Her eyes slowly turned back to yellow and she sat down with a huff. The realization that it was her fault left her with no willingness to fight anymore. If it was truly her fault, then she deserved to be killed. Over four hundred years of taking care of her pack, she had never let her guard down so much that she allowed one of them to be killed. A whine escaped her muzzle and she bowed her large head as if to give him permission to kill her. If she died, then she would be unable to let down her pack anymore. Her eyes shifted back to blue as she took back over her wolf. Just do it, she attempted to communicate to him through locking her eyes with his.

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Posted!

And it's not summer... xD That was a typo. I meant to say my boyfriend had come to visit for the weekend. I guess I am ready for summer break or something... lol

Well, I am off to bed. It has been a rough day. I look forward to your replay! (And hopefully getting back to a reply once a day)

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Pain ripped through her body, starting and finishing on her middle back, as it slammed against the tree. Avina laid on the ground small whimpers rolling through her throat. Needless to say, it had been a while since she had been thrown into a solid tree. Being tossed around, bitten, and starched were all pains that were familiar as well as welcomed. However, the feel of her vertebras cracking was far from the pain scale she was used to.

Although she knew he was speaking, it took a moment for her brain to make sense of the words. Both the pain in her body and the wolf being in control slowed down her human side to make sense of the language. Why was he lying? She knew he had to have something to do with it. He had to have helped. The concept of vampires working alone was hard for her to wrap her mind around. All she could remember was working with a pack. Nothing is ever done alone.

Avina stood up slowly, stretching her back as she did. The bones were already almost healed, and her anger was growing at his denial. She turned to face him, pulled back her lips, and snarled at him as if to reject his notion. Every good feeling she might have developed for him twenty four hours ago were buried deep behind the animal instincts and pain of losing a pack member to one of his kind. Avina retreated back behind her wolf once more, allowing her innate animal to fully take over once more. The last of her broken bones melded together, and she started to walk in a circle around him as she would her prey.

Her wolf thought about calling the pack. She could probably handle and eventually destroy one vampire, but one lone vampire was no match for forty-three werewolves. Something inside of her would not allow for the wolf to call for its. Some part of her, deeply hidden in pain and animalistic thoughts and actions, still found him fascinating and wanted to know him. That part of her was rationed out by her wolf; she could kill the vampire on her own, just not with the packs help.

All the while, Avina continued to circle him looking for an opening to attack. There had to be a weakness in him somewhere. At some point he was going to have to put down his defenses. While she waited for her opportunity, she continued to circle him, staying on high alert.

Of Life, Love, and Death

Working on a reply! ^.^

Of Life, Love, and Death

I know, I know. I have been very silent this weekend. My weekend swept me away, it probably didn't help that I boyfriend came to visit for the summer. :(

I am going to work in the reply tomorrow, if all goes as planned!

Hopefully you are not too upset with my silent period! :-/ I promise I have not, nor will I, leave our roleplay!

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It was really crazy!! :( And my cousin is still in the hospital because he keeps getting dizzy and sick. The doctors aren't sure whats wrong. And my friend got discharged last night, they couldn't find why she was coughing, she just stopped and is acting fine.

I know they are smaller. If they become too long you get a higher risk of controlling the others character. :) I figured they would start attacking, and eventually she is gonna have to struggle to regain control in order to stop her wolf from killing him. It should get interesting!,However, I think it'll be a great ice breaker :D

It's alright, dear, take your time!!

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Yesterday was insane! A cousin got sent to the hospital, a friend went to the hospital, I was trying to comfort family back home and my friends here. Ended up making a large dinner and watching tv with my roommates to calm down. It was ten o'clock before I knew it, and I hadn't even started my homework! It was so crazy... Today has been so much more calmer. lol

I know my post wasn't as long, but I am sure we will build it back up once they start interacting. ^.^ I hope the second half of the reply wasn't to confusing. If I did not make it clear enough, she allowed her wolf to take over, which means that while she is present the wolf is making decisions. Therefore, everything becomes "we"

By the way, posted!

Of Life, Love, and Death

This was awful. What the hell had she gotten herself into? She had allowed herself to get distracted by a vampire so that one of its friends could kill her wolf! Avina ran a frustrated hand through her hair. The half full moon shone through the trees and landed on her upturned face. Inside of her, her wolf stirred howling for the moon and the right to run. As if running would solve all of her problems. Thought, it sure couldn’t hurt…. Avina pulled off her clothes quickly and knelt on the ground.

Bones cracked, her skin stretched painfully, and fur began to cover her body. About ten minutes later she stood up on all fours and shook from head to tail, getting rid of the last few pains of the change. Her wolf tilted its head back and howled at the moon. Neither Avina nor her wolf was settled, so they ran. The forest flew by in a blur. Small game ran out of their way, attempting to avoid their predator. Still they ran. For the first time in a very long time, Avina allowed her mind to melt into her wolf’s mind. To become one with her wolf meant giving up her control, her human reasoning, and to rely fully on instinct. Yet, it also allowed her to leave behind her guilt. Sorrow, pain, and instinct were all that was left.

A small rabbit hopped across their path and they couldn’t resist the chase, not that it last long. Soon, the brown rabbit was between their muzzle, its blood dripping from their fangs. Happily, they trotted into a clearing where the moon’s beans could highlight their red fur. With a twist of their neck, they took the first bite, enjoying the taste of raw meat in their mouth. The night was quiet, it was peaceful, it was everything that they were not. The wolf wanted to hunt down the vampires, rip their heads off, revenge the baby pack member.

With Avina’s mind so molded into the wolf’s, she had no full control. Honestly, she didn’t want to care. They stood up and started to walk towards town, leaving their half-eaten rabbit for some other creature’s dinner. Before too long, the four legs started running. The idea of revenge was driving them to go faster. Then it hit them, the smell of rotting flesh. They slowed to a stop and peered between the trees, watching the vampire walk willingly into their territory. Both Avina and her wolf recognized him, even from a distance.

He was the one who did this. With a burst of speed, they ran after him. It only took two seconds to reach him. Back legs sprang them forward, and their front paws landed on the vampire’s chest. The force of the jump caused the vampire to fall backwards, just as they planned. Avina and her wolf stood on him, front paws on his chest and back ways on his thighs, with their head hanging over his. Their lips pulled back in a snarl, showing their fangs just inches from his face. A growl rose up in their throat and their jaw opened up, preparing to take a bit out of his neck.