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Post by Shane on Jun 30, 2015 23:42:23 GMT
The male werewolf glanced down from hill, looking at the stream that had grown so much since he had last been around. He slipped his bag off his shoulder, tossing it in the tent that he had put up hours ago. He grinned at the shiny blue water, glancing down at the drop off from where he was standing. A devilishly smirk formed on his face as he stripped down to just the essentials, backing up a few steps before launching himself off the cliff at the water, loving the feeling of the air hitting his body as he fell. He hit water, slowly making his way back up to the surface. He wouldn't mind company at the moment, it was a nice day and it'd been awhile since he had any contact with other wolves.
(Jude)
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Post by Jude on Jul 1, 2015 0:06:21 GMT
A pair of blue eyes watched as a male dove out into the river water. She flattened her ears on her head, slowly coming out. ❝Is the water cold?❞ She asked, heading down the hill to the riverside. She perched herself on a rock, blinking curiously at him. ❝I smell wolf on you.❞
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Post by Shane on Jul 1, 2015 0:28:41 GMT
The tanned skin male glanced up at the blue haired female. "That's could be because I am one, sweetheart." He chuckles, tucking his hands being his head, floating lightly on the clear surface of the water. "It's about time I ran into another werewolf. It's been too long." Shane sigh, extending his hand even though the two of you are too far away to even consider touching. "Name's Shane. Used to run the Blood Moon Pack." He says with a smirk.
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Post by Jude on Jul 1, 2015 5:07:19 GMT
The werewolf ran her fingers through her strawberry blonde hair, tugging on the ends of it. "I'm Jude. I'm one too. As you... may be able to tell. Not necessarily a werewolf, but... It's the category I fit into the best. I've just been called a werewolf my whole life. Really, I'm... some kind of shape-shifter." She dipped her toe-tips into the water, sighing in relief. It was nice and warm. She slowly slipped down onto the bankside, letting her legs soak in the water. "...Used to?" Her ears perked in curiosity, watching him with wide eyes.
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Post by Shane on Jul 1, 2015 12:50:04 GMT
"No smart werewolves or shape shifters for that matter want to be caught in big groups anymore. Too many rumors about the humans going against us. So we all split." Shane says, shrugging. "I guess you could call me a shape shifter. Except, the only thing I can shift to is a wolf." he remarks with a slight chuckle. The tanned skin male met the female's gaze with his hazel eyes. Shane splashed slightly, staying afloat with a grin. The boy loved water, it was impossible to deny.
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Post by Jude on Jul 3, 2015 18:19:03 GMT
❝I think we should still form into packs,❞ Jude mumbled softly. ❝It's always good to have a pack, you know? Maybe the humans will organize some army, and we'll have to be ready to fight.❞ She tied her hair up to keep it from getting wet. ❝Yeah, same here. I really don't know if I'm considered a werewolf or not.❞ She stretched out her legs, looking up at the darkening sky. ❝Where do you live? Or... usually stay?❞
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Post by Shane on Jul 5, 2015 5:39:30 GMT
"I've been attempting to blend in with humans recently. I don't enjoy it, but if the monsters are going to be destroyed soon, I'd like to live." the male remarks lightly. "This is just my weekend getaway.." Shane mumbled sadly. "I miss my pack. We were all quite close. Where do you stay?" he asked, his eyes moving to glance at the female werewolf.
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Post by Jude on Jul 20, 2015 6:16:35 GMT
❝Is being with the humans more so 'living' than being out here?❞ Jude questioned, ears twitching with curiosity. She shrugged. ❝No where, really. Currently I'm staking out in the mountains, just for a little while until I find somewhere more permanent. It gets a little lonely...❞
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Post by Shane on Jul 21, 2015 16:08:45 GMT
"I prefer to be out of the city. Be able to truly be myself. But it's probably safer staying in the city, disguised as a normal human." Shane says quietly, a slight sad tone to his voice. "Nothing like 2 week old fish at the market, right?" he jokes, his nose crinkling at the thought.
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