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W I L L O W - O C T A V I A - S A N D E R S

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W I L L
T A V I A
A L P H A

P H Y S I C A L - A G E
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S O U L - A G E
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G E N D E R
F E M A L E

S P E C I E S
W E R E W O L F

S E X U A L I T Y
H E T E R O S E X U A L

S O N G S
B L A C K - B E T T Y || R A M - J A M
C A S T L E || H A L S E Y
S E R I A L - K I L L E R || L A N A - D E L - R E Y

H E I G H T
5 ' 6 "

W E I G H T
1 3 O l b s

S K I N
P A L E - I V O R Y

E Y E S
I C E - B L U E

H A I R
L O N G - B L O N D E
L E F T - S I D E - S H A V E D

M A R K I N G S
T A T T O O S

Wolf sleeve on entire left arm
Moon phases along spine
Under breast tattoo

S C A R S

"X" like mark upper left part of chest
Scratches along right ribcage
5in long line across lower abdomen
Bullet like scar under right collar bone, and back of right shoulder
Fang scar on left side of neck
Over 5 slashes 1in long in center of back and chest

N O R M A L - A T T I R E
Leather jacket
Ripped skinny jeans
Combat boots or heels
Sunglasses, usually aviators
Band t-shirt or a sexy top

Will is definitely not your average girl next door by any standards but she is the center of a lot of talk in Cherry Blossom. Definitely not afraid to move to the beat of her own drum, Will has a habit of sticking out like a sore thumb in the quaint little town but she can't deny that she enjoys being the center of attention. With out trying, she has the type of personality that attracts others. Maybe it's because her own uniqueness makes her sexy in comparison to some of the more average girls in Cherry Blossom, or maybe it's because her escapades are known throughout the town... She isn't afraid to have a good time. You only have one life is her philosophy. Although she contradicts this daily, she still lives each day like it could be her last. After all it could be, at least for a short while.

Another factor that might make her so alluring is her unworldly like behaviors. Will has been known to "accidentally" get a little wolfy just to get the town's peoples' feathers all ruffled, and the rumors about her just fuels her fun. She is strange, quirky and weird but wouldn't have it any other way. She also has a tendency to come off cold or bitchy because she is blunt and sometimes more honest than others would care for, often having more enemies than friends. Will never really cares about being on people's good or bad sides, she's more of a take it or leave it kind of woman who doesn't aim to please others. Although it does seem hard at times to get close to her due to her being more of a distant person, she does hold her friends and loved ones very dearly. If she were ever to admit her secrets to anyone it'd be either due to the fact they are a very trust confident or her life is endanger... in a manner of speaking.

Will is also known to be very crude. Referring to herself as an acquired taste, her sense of humor and mannerisms can also be either deterring to the feint of heart or magnetizing to those similar to her. Nothing pleases her more than a well timed joke, or punch line. She always has to have the last laugh. But she doesn't make jokes to laugh at others but to make others laugh. Even though she may come off as a cold hearted bitch, she does like seeing others and laughter is her best way to do that. Will also doesn't usually try to get involved in romantic entanglements. She has a nasty habit of out living the people she cares about, and has suffered more loss than she can handle at times. But if romance does present itself, she does tend to be a helpless romantic, very much believing that chivalry is not dead. Will also tends to be a little mischievous, a good prank can go a long way in her book, she especially enjoys giving someone a good scare when she can. Basically, she's the town weirdo.

Willow was born to a pure Werewolf family in 1908 in the small town of Cherry Blossom. She grew up in the town, training closely with her father who was the alpha of their pack at the time. Although she hadn't made her change yet when she was a young girl, her father still insisted on her learning how to fight without the wolf. He thought a true leader had to be good in all areas with and without their wolf. When Will was 16 her father died from a vampire bite. And although all werewolves are born with the natural hatred of vampires, this really fueled her distaste.

Due to Willow not being of age to change yet, the pack was in an uproar about who was going to become the new Alpha. Even though Will wasn't 18 yet she believed she should be because she was his daughter. The way her pack handled needing a new Alpha without an heir was a fight to then decide the new leader. Whomever was the strongest was obviously the best choice for an Alpha. Even though Willow couldn't phase into a wolf, she insisted being given the same opportunity as everyone else, knowing full well that she could die trying to become Alpha. There was only one challenger who wanted to go up against her, a 40 year old werewolf. Although he looked no older than 22. He had years under his belt and was one of the oldest and strongest wolves in the pack.

The fight was a blur, and Will honestly can't remember any of it due to blacking out when it started. No one in the pack was able to even describe what had happened. All they know is that Willow, unarmed and unable to phase, defeated her opponent with her bare hands in less than 30 seconds. It was unheard of and no one in the pack went against her as she took up the Alpha position. She was the first Alpha to ever take charge without being a full fledge werewolf. And once she turned 18 and became the wolf, she became unstoppable. One of the most powerful Alphas the pack had ever seen.

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So begins...

Willow Octavia Sanders's Story

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#2016-06-01 04:57:09, as written by mjolnir

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Shane made her way the morgue. It was upsetting that she could find her way there without a single glance up from her stack of papers. She bumped her hip into the swinging doors allowing the pungent smell of death and formaldehyde sting her nose. She grimaced looking down at her half finished cup of coffee, whatever craving she had for it gone as she tossed it into the trash can. The sheriff let out a soft sigh as she saw the white cover that blocked her view from the dead corpse.

Too many have died recently in this town. She felt so hopeless against it all. What could she do? Shane knew there were things... Things not natural in this town that were doing this. They killed her father and now she felt like she was all the town had to stop it. But what could one person do against something far bigger than herself? Everyone in the town thought she was crazy, if she went around shouting out her ideas about what was the real cause of all the deaths she'd be fired, or burnt at the stake.

The sheriff set the clipboard down on a near by counter, removing her jacket and setting it beside it. She then sighed as she brushed her hair behind her ears before moving over towards the table. Shane always hated this, almost as much as she hated confronting the family about their loss. After another deep breath, she pulled back the cover to reveal the male's face which caused her to frown slightly. Her gaze then fell to the bite marks on the neck. Vampire... No doubt about it. Just as she was about to grab a rubber glove, her walkie talkie buzzed letting her know that Ms. Simmons was here.

As Shane arrived back at the waiting room, she paused in the hallway momentarily taking a deep breath. She then tried to put on her brave face before joining Nathaniel and Brooklyn. "Hi Brooklyn." She said softly before moving to take a seat next to the girl. Shane knew she could sit there and ask how the girl was doing, talk about whatever small talk she could since she last saw her. But she knew the girl wasn't here to catch up with the Sheriff. No one ever came to see her just to say hi, only when there was a problem. Sheriffs never really have friends... At least she didn't.

Her hand reached out to bring the girl's into her palms, her thumbs stroking the back of her dark skin gently. "...I'm not really sure how to say this." Shane looked up to meet the girl's gaze. She knew the girl wasn't going to take it well and didn't know if she'd want to identify the body although the Sheriff was certain of who it was... It was still formality.

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Willow came to a halt upon the porch, removing her sunglasses that rested on top of her head, and put them on. Although it was nearly night time she often did this so her gaze could linger where ever while her head faced forward. Markus appeared beside her, offering her his right arm. Will smiled towards him slightly as her left hand snaked its way up in the gap between his arm and waist, resting her palm on his forearm. She let him guide her through the yard and out to the street.

To most in Cherry Blossom they probably thought her and Markus were an item with how often they were seen together, often physically connected in someway. Will saw him like a brother and more often than not he was her closest friend. She often liked walking arm and arm with him because it allowed her to get his attention and converse in ways inaudible and unnoticeable to others. It also set an a bit of dominance and made her look powerful without trying. Although that was never her intention. Willow always carried her self with the highest confidence which made a lot of people intimidated by her.

The snarls and growls of the wolves behind them shifting and disappearing behind them made Willow smile but also glance towards them with slight longing. The wolf inside her wanted nothing more than to break free, feel the wind in her fur and be free. But she needed to try to keep her head on straight. It was difficult during a full moon, even for elder wolves like herself. There was always the urge to let loose. She stopped midstep, grasping at Markus' arm as she took a deep breath. Will didn't know if the urge was stronger for Alphas. But the full moon always called to her.

The rumble that came from Markus nearly caused a subconscious one of her own to roll up her throat. She rotated her head around causing her neck to pop while she let the scent envelope her nostrils. It was almost euphoric. Her canine blood racing through her veins clawing to break free and chance the scent. She swallowed hard, closing her eyes momentarily.

“Should we send the pack a little more forward then us, to see if they can catch an origin or heading better in the scent(s)?” Markus asked causing her to reopen her eyes and shake the wolf out of her momentarily.

Will nodded her head. She then moved before Markus, wrapping her arms around him in an embrace. No doubt something that borderline was PDA to some. Not to her or him. Her left hand moved up to cup the back of his head while she leaned in to whisper in his ear. But she didn't speak towards him. She knew her pack that was just beyond the tree line would hear her and she didn't want to look suspicious if any vampires happened to be watching. "Go ahead, see if you can find the origin. We'll continue along the streets. Keep your ears open for anything."

With that Willow gave a fake flirtatious giggle, kissing him on the cheek before moving to stand beside him once again and taking his arm. This time she let her body language seem like her attention was focused on Markus. A seductive grin caressed her lips while her whole body seemed to cling to the side of his, an occasional laugh escaping her lips every moment or two. But the words she spoke contradicted her actions. She was smart and looking vulnerable made them seem like easy targets, especially being two wolves.

"I don't know how stupid the corpses are. We may seem vulnerable enough for them to try and attack two lone wolves too preoccupied in each other to care about their surroundings." She let out another giggle, her hand free hand moving to the bend in his arm. "Does your wolf feel extra... edgy this moon?" will felt like at certain moments she was fighting to burst at the seems but she didn't let that show. Her face a perfect facade of a flirtatious woman while her sunglasses hid her searching gaze.

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#2016-06-20 06:16:33, as written by thehalfbreed443

Julie smiled at the thought of killing the witch. She hoped Arthur did decide that and let her be the one to do it. She's had a strong distaste for witches for centuries and she hadn't had the joy of ruining ones life in a long time. "Of course, Arthur will want information out of her. It just depends on what mood he's in. My compulsion would be the easy way...if he's in a good mood. However, if he's not he may go the hard way whatever that may be." If he was in a bad mood he wouldn't take shit from anyone, even Julie wouldn't cross him in that state. She'd been around long enough to know when to push the boundaries and when not to.

She could tell the younger vampire had no understanding of witches, which most vampires don't but when you've been hunting them you pick up a few things. "It depends on if she's that kind of witch. Witches have specific abilities like we do, kind of."

There was silence between the two. Both waiting for the same thing, a response from Brooklyn which had yet to come. It was nerve racking especially for Vivian since she worried about the coven more than anyone, in her opinion. She was a worrier, she couldn't help it. She watched Charles pull out enough money to pay for both of their orders and leave a tip. She was going to protest but he spoke before she got a chance.
“I’m going to head out and swing by her apartment before it gets’ too much later, She nodded, to be honest she should have been heading home as well but she knew of a few parties Sienna might be. “I’ll text you if I find out anything, and again, when I get home. Alright?” Vivian gave him a quick smile and nodded "Okay, I'm going to check out some parties on my way home.

Her phone buzzed again and she picked it up but it wasn't who she thought it was. She shook her head to let Charles know it wasn't Brooklyn but Gerald.
To Gerald:
Sorry, something came up. We can meet tomorrow at the diner?

She hated doing that to him but it was better to keep him out of this for his safety and the covens.

He growled. He growled at her and she saw his eyes getting more wolf like. It didn't take long for him to calm back down, thankfully for him. [color=#r]"No, this is not some fucking joke, Lil. I have no idea where Serena is! She could be a mile away or she could be fifty miles away! I don't know,"[/color] Her eyebrows knitted together waiting for him to finish. [color=#r]"I just went over to her house and found this note. I looked for her for like twenty minutes and then I came to find you. And now you're here accusing me of making this up as some sort of sick joke."[/color] She really wasn't liking his tone but she knew it was the full moon plus he really did seem concerned even though he didn't much like Serena.

[color=#r]"Sorry, I just don't know where the hell she is or why the hell you're so damn calm right now. It's a miracle you aren't pacing right now."[/color] Lilly scoffed and gave him a small smile "Roman I literally just saw her not but five minutes ago. She's in the body shop talking to Levi, She motioned towards the car shop behind them. She wasn't sure when it actually hit her or what made her put two and two together but it clicked. She looked down at the note again and reread it then looked back at the shop. She wanted her to leave so she could be alone with Levi, right? "Fuck!" She threw the note towards Roman and ran towards Levi's shop and peaked through the window. She wasn't inside and neither was Levi. The door was locked and it wouldn't be a good idea to break it down.

Then she heard the snarls. She turned, it sounded like Serena but what she saw was not what she expected. Some ways down the street was Markus and Willow getting a little too close for her liking. Markus was returning her flirting outwardly, he wasn't like that. In the back of her mind something was telling her it was an act but her wolf wasn't liking it none the less.

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