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Astrid Vellamo

"Nothing will stop us. I will keep everyone alive until my breath is lastly spent. My claws will serve as the weapons for salvation, my friends."

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a character in “Shadows at Dawn: The Gathering”, originally authored by Akantha, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

Astrid Kaine Vellamo

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Age: 22 Years Old

Additional Appearance: Astrid is a tall woman with a actively fit body. She isn't quite cute or drop-dead gorgeous but she has enough reserved beauty to make up for her rough exterior. Although she never uses sexuality to an advantage. Astrid has olive skin which contrasts to her almost silver hair and blends well with her golden eyes. Sometimes in a different sunlight, her eyes turn bronzed and look amber. Her pink lips also blend well with her skin tone and create a sense a balance. She is lithe in figure because of her long legs and slim frame, but not frail; she is fairly agile, and while she’s not exactly super strong enough to lift monoliths, she is by no means weak, either. Astrid appears younger than her biological age at twenty-two. She is 5'7" and weighs a total of 170lbs, most of it is muscle.

Clothing: While on occasion she isn’t too timid to dress in anything fancy, Astrid has a casual, slightly modest manner of attire. This is mostly due to the fact that it’s not practical to enter the field of battle in shorts, skirts, and dresses (unless circumstances catch her by surprise). For the most part she dresses fairly simple and her casual attire consists of either black or white tee-shirts, and jeans. In colder weather, she tends to dress in her leather or jean jacket. The only occasions where she would wear a dress or any outfit that was flowing would have been during an off day where relaxation was in order. However, she keeps it to bandages and a slip on/off dress that she can pull off easily just in case. Bandages can rip or be pulled off easily enough so if the situation calls for battle, she can be ready to shift.

Weapon: Astrid's weapon of choice is a short curved dagger in her right, dominant hand and a straight blade in her left. She is able to fight dual-weaponed so she prefers this technique.

Faction: Werecat Refugees

Rank: Leader of the Troop

Animal: Jaguar

Background: Astrid grew up kitted by the mothers of Central pride a few years before the Great War. The lionesses of the Pride often helped to raise each others cubs since they were a "treasure" and had to be watched. They took great care of her if not being overprotective, and overly doting since her litter and one other had been the only ones during that season. She was a playful kitten, and diligent in training even then. She sometimes however had a soft side to those she loved, like her sister Larissa. As she began to get older, her personality began to mellow out and she focused on becoming just like her father who was the current leader of the Central Pride at the time. She rose above her peers and secured a position among the Pride as lieutenant to the leaders and gained her own squadron. When the War broke out she was one of the first to protect the borders and help other clans who needed it. While her comrades feel around her, she made sure to keep herself and Larissa safe without fail.
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There was one time where Astrid had been in danger, where her life had almost been forsaken was when she went out to defend the border and encountered a rogue wolf. The wolf and her fought for an hour at most and they tore at each other until each of them almost passed out from blood loss. The wolf staggered away and left her to lay broken on the soft soil that grew dewy as morning came and troops came to search for her. Since then, Astrid has never been too fond of wolves or any beast in particular.

After the war passed, there was a peace time where the prides were relaxed and calm. Life was good and Astrid even had a suitor to get mated to in the fall a few months later but this was all disrupted when a new male came along and took the peace so easily.The day her father died, all the females mourned and she was the first at his bedside as a lieutenant although she wished she would have been there as his daughter but there was no use since the new male would have killed her because she was directly related. John Harperman came in and spread his tyranny by killing the previous leader, her father and loved one, and took over the pride. Although she was going to tolerate him until he began showing his corrupted ways and she figured out how he had gotten in so easily. He had cheated and used Eliza as a way to get in without notice. Astrid, destroyed by her father's death and torn between loyalty to the new leader decided to live life quietly and protect what was hers. Meanwhile John had mated with many females and Eliza was quick to use the newfound authority found within John's tyranny to spread lies about the previous leader, boss the others around, and act like a spoiled queen.

Finally one day Astrid stood up mournful and pissed, and attacked Eliza in return for the vicious slap she had "earned" for disobeying the spoiled queen's orders. Eliza didn't come out the winner but Astrid had intended to fight but only to show her what would happen. The scuff had left Astrid with many scars but hot satisfaction ran deep after that day because Eliza never again commanded her but Astrid could see the hate in her eyes. However, when the order for her to mate to John came unexpectedly, she decided to leave after bringing in her squadron to the idea.

Now, up to present day, her and the troop are on the run and she can only hope to make sure they stay safe.

Personality: Astrid tends to be pretty sarcastic, cold, and authoritative, though she isn’t without a sense of humor. It can be said that she fits more into the “deadpan snarker” category. It doesn’t help that she has a bad habit of not being able to take people seriously sometimes, particularly when they express any sort of interest in her; she tends to brush them off. It’s easier for her to pretend that people are just being insincere most of the time. In any case, she prefers to keep things professional — mostly where a professional relationship is concerned such as her line of work, and very rarely does she ever like to get herself involved in any intimate affairs unless with her own troop.

Surprisingly, however, she can be pretty patient. It’s just that when her patience finally runs thin that she has a danger of losing her temper, going against that professionalism and letting her thoughts and emotions get ahead of her. Astrid can be gentle and nurturing, almost maternal — especially with children. She does like kids, regardless of the fact that she’s never had any herself. She approaches with a welcoming nature to most people that she has chosen to like. She’s often self-sacrificing. This could be considered her greatest strength or weakness, as she has a penchant for putting the wants and needs of others before her own wants and needs especially when it comes to her loved ones. If someone is in danger, she can be pretty compulsive without always thinking things through.Image

How do you feel about the other faction: She feels they are a tool to change the fate of an entire pride. Why not use it?

Theme Song:
Coldplay - U.F.O
Lord I don't know which way I am going
Which way the river gonna flow
It's just seems that upstream, I keep rowing
Still got such a long way to go
Still got such a long way to go

Then that light, hits your eye
I know, I swear,
We'll find somewhere the streets are made with gold
Bullets fly, split the sky
But that's all right, sometimes sunlight comes streaming through the holes


Thank for reading! <3

So begins...

Astrid Vellamo's Story

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Astrid loped up the hill and stopped at the top, turning to peer down at her squadron worriedly. Since a while back, a troop of lionesses had been tracking them and waiting to attack but thankfully her squadron had outmaneuvered them with quick thinking, and had made it this far. Her furry ears rotated back and forth, searching for disturbances around her. The sun had begun to rise and the morning dew in Colorado was covering every surface it could attach too. She flicked her tail, making a beckoning motion to the other cats and pulled on the newly formed bond between the small group of cats to get across her thoughts. ‘Come on, we still need to get across the state. The pride won’t stop hunting us. We need to stay a step ahead.’

She turned then, reflective gaze watching the sunrise, spreading light like pesticide to the tendrils of darkness. It had been almost more than half a day since they had escaped and John had gotten the hard-on for killing her squadron, especially Astrid herself. The tense silence wasn’t comforting or gentle. The usual sunrise would have embraced the cats with gentle warmth, but now, all she could feel was uneasiness and pressure. The trees in the distance below the hill fumed with the scent of new growth and life. Her triangle-shaped nose quivered, as below the scent lay the meaty warmth of prey. She was sure they could find a decent shrew or squirrel somewhere in the layer of forest. If nothing else, a deer was sure to be wandering around nibbling of the green fronds.

Astrid glanced back at the troop of cats lined up behind her. Dante had stepped up behind her, taking the left side because the right was reserved for the lieutenant. In this situation, the pride structure had been reformed to fit just them. Her shoulders straightened and she nodded. ‘Below, in the forest, we might be able to find food. I know some of us haven’t eaten since the incident. Food is essential and since they are gone for the while we can quickly eat and get going. Plus, where there is prey, there is water. C’mon’ Astrid padded forward a few steps before raising the speed into a light run. There was no time to waste.

She stopped in the middle of a clearing of trees and whirled on the squadron, tail whipping excitedly. ‘Let’s hunt. Dante, find water since you’re built…for muscle. I’ll get your share somehow or I’ll give you mine. The rest, come back here when you find something and then we’ll follow Dante to try and access water. After, we’ll eat then head out again. If you don’t find anything, still meet here in thirty.’




Dante nodded and loped off into the bush, his large body seeming irregular in the small bush surrounding them. It was a low cover area some there was sure to be mice and other small creature. Deer had to be somewhere further into the territory, Astrid felt disappointed by that but she pushed the feeling out and bared her fangs. She gestured to the brush with a nod of her head to tell them it was all right to go before sliding into the forest herself.

Dante put his nose to the ground and licked the dew off the small clovers. His stomach howled in pain, figuratively. He hadn’t eaten in two days and after travelling for so long his throat was parched. The growth under his paws crunched and made shifting sounds. He didn’t bother with hiding since he wasn’t hunting. He was bad at hunting since he usually ended up making too much noise with his large size. He left that kind of activity to the swift Astrid. He paused, tasting the humid air and headed off to the southeast. The trees began to open up the more he trekked and eventually the tiny trickling noise sounded in the din of forest background clamor. He sped up and the wide creek came into view. It was relatively shallow and easy to cross but he guessed that it would be decently cold and by the eddying flurries of water, strong. It wouldn’t be a problem for him, but for the smaller cats it would be. Taking this in, Dante strolled to the edge and leaned down to lap at the water. It was refreshing and clean and after getting his fill, his rough pink tongue flicked out to wipe the droplets off his muzzle. He raised his head, circling his ears once listening to the forest before lunging into the cold water. It shocked him at first then it was smooth swimming. His feet touched the slippery rocks on the bottom and his claws slipped into the purchases he could find to keep him steady.

Dante made it to the other side easily enough and shook to access water off, his white pelt sticking up in spikes. His soft chuff was a little amused laugh before he checked around scenting. He smell a few animals like deer, and raccoon but when he came to a fading scent of wolf, he paused. This wasn’t a regular wolf. It held something more complex and his pelt bristled. ‘I need to tell Astrid about this. This could be bad.’ He quickly made his way across the creek and streamlined for the clearing.



Astrid entered the clearing with a sparrow held by the wing, and a plump shrew in her jaws. Her eyes adjusted to the sunlight that had gradually brightened and she sat down, throwing the prey into a makeshift pile before raising her right paw to clean the blood residue off. She had stalked the sparrow carefully, and had gotten it right as it began to fly off with a quick leap. The shrew had been easy. It had been nibbling on a piece of grass and hadn’t seen her coming at all. Astrid had killed it with a fatal bite to the neck. She purred lightly, sunshine warming her nicely. A crash through the brush announced the arrival of Dante and his thoroughly wet behind. ‘Dante?’ Astrid analyzed his troubled expression.

Dante stopped next to her and looked her up and down before nodding. ‘Wolves. Not the regular kind.’ Astrid blinked and lowered her paw to the ground as her claws slipped out and pierced the soft grass underneath. ‘Wolves? Werewolves? You’re sure?’ Dante nodded briskly. ‘And water. It’s clean’

Astrid sheathed her claws and yawned, relaxing. ‘I can tell.’ She eyed his pelt with an easy-going chortle. ‘We’ll wait here. The wolves don’t matter. If it becomes a problem,’ Astrid paused and lifted her lips in a snarl. ‘We’ll pass through with force if we have too.’ She whipped her tail decisively before gesturing to the pile. ‘The shrew is for you. I don’t need much. The sparrow is fine.’

Dante watched her before turning on a sigh and sitting down next to the pile. ‘You need to take care of yourself.’ His gaze pierced hers. Astrid shrugged, the motion smooth in feline form. ‘Yeah, but my pride is first.’ Astrid glanced to the brush wondering if the others had caught anything. Dante sighed again, more loudly, and rested his head on his paws.

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Character Portrait: Ophis Nyx Character Portrait: Cyra Grey Character Portrait: Anvar Woad Character Portrait: Astrid Vellamo Character Portrait: Vale Alvers Character Portrait: Ulrica Archer
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Ophis followed far behind the others, making sure no one was catching up to the pride. It would be easy for her to escape if they did catch up, seeing how she was a cheetah, one of the fastest felines in the world. Or so she believes.

Stepping near her leader, she looked around for any sign, anything that may help them. Food would be the best sign of them all. Her stomach growls quietly at the thought, whimpering for food or water. ‘Below, in the forest, we might be able to find food. I know some of us haven’t eaten since the incident. Food is essential and since they are gone for the while we can quickly eat and get going. Plus, where there is prey, there is water. C’mon' Ophis nods, her ears twitching a bit at the slightest noise. She turns gracefully, her steps even and spaced, normal thing for a cat. Scanning the area, she saw the bushes shift, as something moved within the branches and leaves. Lowering herself down beneath the high grass, she stared waiting...

Suddenly Her sharp, yellow eyes darted to the right, as a large hare raced from bushes, hoping to hide and escape the dangerous beast. Which wouldn't be possible. Ophis's legs kicked off, and darted after the rodent. Within seconds, She easily caught up, and with a snap of her jaw, she caught the hare with ease, breaking its fragile bones.
Tasting the familiar taste of iron, she pawed her way back to the group, pleased with her catch.
‘We’ll wait here. The wolves don’t matter. If it becomes a problem,’ Her ears twitched, and she frowns. 'Wolves...?' She snarls quietly, dropping her prize to the ground with out a care. She didnt like that word, defiantly when they were on the run. They had so many problems already... ‘Yeah, but my pride is first.’ Ophis could feel her eyes soften, and she smiles a bit, which was hardly noticeable. Nudging the large hare towards her, she smiles. "This is why you're an excellent leader..." She said. "Ill follow you every step of the way!"

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Ulrica combed her sleek fingers through her long, ivory colored hair, and stepped out of her room.
She stretched and yawns quietly. It has been a couple of hours, and she finally rose from the dead. Its actually been awhile since she was up so early, so she wanted to get back into that routine, before it become a habit of hers to sleep in. "....." Yawning once more, she wanders around wondering if anyone rose awake as well. Obviously the alpha, Anvar, but who else- "What IS that stuff!? Bleck" Her keen ears, turned to the noise, and the corner of her mouth tilted upwards. Maybe she wasn't the only one awake after all. 'The young ones are lively...' The female wolf thought knowingly, Peeking into the study, she steps in quietly, and saw the interaction between the pup and the others. Honestly, it was very cute...
Resisting the urge to laugh, she bows her head respectfully towards the alpha, and waved kindly to the others.

It wasent like her to talk, and say "good morning" but she meant no harm. Luckily for her, the pack should have known that by now. Or so she hoped. She never was a talker, and was always so mute, well most of the time. Looking around, she glanced at the blank gun and looked at both Cyra and Anvar. 'Don't get why you are drinking in the morning, anyway.' Hearing the girl's mumble, she smiles softly. "Well this is Anvar we're talking about..." She spoke quietly, emphasizing on the word "Is". "Besides he is the alpha..." She finished, leaning against the wall.

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James had stayed in the middle of the troop as they walke his silky white fured tail moving from side to side behind him. He always sniffed the air as the wind blew from behind them to see if he could catch the scents of the one's following him and his 'family'. When Astrid had given the out quick orders to find something to eat and James pranced off into the bush's.

After tracking a pair of Hare's which never saw the Snow Leopard coming from above, since he had climbed a tree. He killed the first with his weight coming down on it's neck and his other paw stopped the second by pinning it before killing it quickly. With his reward for the quick hunt he returned back to the other's just catching the wolf part which made his tail stop moving back and forth which showed he was usually happy. 'Wolves? I found these two... If you want I can try to go find more?' James dropped his catch onto the pile. He then sat down on his back legs and sat up straight up wondering Astrid would like him to find more, he looking around once or twice before laying down waiting for her answer.

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Larissa Vellamo


Larissa followed behind her sister and the troop quietly, the tension in the air putting her on edge. At every small noise, her ears flicked and her body tensed. She stayed towards the back of the group, her head low and her eyes bright. Although she hadn't really thought about it, her stomach rumbled and her throat was dry with thirst. There were more important things on her mind, like not allowing the troop (especially her sister) to get killed. In the back of her mind she hoped that if the group hunting them saw her first, they would confuse her for Astrid and kill her instead, leaving the others alone. But she knew this was unlikely. ‘Come on, we still need to get across the state. The pride won’t stop hunting us. We need to stay a step ahead.’ Astrid's voice pulled her from her thoughts, bringing her attention back to her sister.

She stood with the others, pausing to take in her surroundings. The rising sun warmed her pelt while the dew stuck to her paws, but she was too wound up to be comforted by the sensation. In the distance she could faintly smell a deer off to the distance, and smaller prey closer to them. Her stomach growled in response to the smell. ‘Below, in the forest, we might be able to find food. I know some of us haven’t eaten since the incident. Food is essential and since they are gone for the while we can quickly eat and get going. Plus, where there is prey, there is water. C’mon' Astrid spoke again, standing tall.

Astrid ordered Dante to find water, and for the rest of them to hunt and meet back in the clearing. Lari padded off alone as the rest of the troop did the same. Her small, agile build didn't make for great fighting, but it made for excellent hunting. She could smell a doe off to the distance, but she decided to go for something smaller. A large white rabbit caught her attention, and she lowered herself close to the ground, watching the white rabbit very carefully. Very slowly, she made her way towards the rabbit, keeping her body low to the ground and keeping silent. Just as the rabbit noticed her, she pounced and snapped his neck in one swift motion.

Larissa padded towards Dante and Astrid just Dahlia came up to them carrying two rabbits in her mouth. She caught the end of their conversation. "-wolves don't matter. If it becomes a problem," she paused for a moment. "We'll pass through with force if we have to." Astrid was telling Dante.
Lari dropped the larger rabbit in front of Dante. Astrid had already given him something, but he was much larger then her and probably was more hungry. "If we're careful, they may be able to help us."

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Astrid glanced up at the arrival of Ophis, hare held within her jaws. The female cheetah gracefully moved into the clearing, setting the hare down near the pile. A grumbling purr crawled out of Astrid’s chest at Ophis, as she declared her loyalty. As a leader, she never tired of hearing those words. She wanted them to depend on her and in return, to do her best to keep them safe and provided for. Astrid rose up to her haunches and flicked her right ear in amusement, the white spot on the back of her ears flashing briefly. “Thank you.”

Dante raised his head and nodded at Ophis. “Agreed. Nice catch, Ophis.” He adjusted himself, laying down on his side now. He peeped at Astrid lazily, the sunshine was getting to him but he briefly wondered if she was going to tell the pride about the wolves. He figured she would when they all gathered together. However, James stepped in almost on Ophis’s heels and spoke up. ‘Wolves? I found these two... If you want I can try to go find more?' Dante sniffed daintily, gazing at Astrid.

Astrid straightened, gazing at James in speculation. She wouldn’t put it past them to have found out or overheard. They were her squadron after all. Astrid flicked her tail, then began to chuckle. “No, James. You did well. As long as everyone can at least get a bite. I don’t need any if there isn’t enough. As for the wolves, well…” She turned, feeling Dante’s stare. She tilted her head slightly then shrugged at his glare of disdain. “We’ll talk about that when everyone has returned.”

Astrid seemed to enter her own thoughts, thinking about something deeply, her gaze darkened slightly. Dante perked when he heard Astrid’s sister pad into the clearing. Larissa walked up with a white hare and set it in front of him but he shook his head and gestured towards Astrid who had placed herself away from the pile. He stretched up nonchalantly, “She won’t eat, says she wants everybody full and whatnot. You’re her sister, so maybe..” He trailed off, his whisper lost on the humid breeze that started up. He shrugged, and then nudged the rabbit back at her. “You should eat it though. You caught it.” He grinned gently then got to his paws and leaned down to dig into the shrew Astrid had given him. It was juicy enough. He settled down quietly.

Astrid blinked, seeing Larissa and finally registering her words. "If we're careful, they may be able to help us." Astrid nodded silently then stood and paced in a circle before pausing. “ “That could work. Its chance of working though is slim. They might not be too happy with us since we took some of their land as well as fighting them before about it.” She raised her voice, letting it flow over the small crowd. “ “Just be prepared to fight if they start it. No aggressive moves until they attack first. Although, for right now we eat and rejoice that we are safe. Dante has also found water, after we rest and hydrate ourselves we will move on.” She beamed, simply pleased that they were safe for now. The idea gave her hope, for now.

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James nodded and his tail flicked back and forth again as he was laying down on the ground, he watched Astrid during her speech and nodded understanding everything, he looked at everyone else they were safe for now and that was reasurring enough for him. He however frowned as Astrid moved herself away from the pile. He was abit smaller as a cat then her and wouldn't need as much food. He stood back up on his four legs and picked up the larger Hare he found and dropped it infront of her. "You need to eat too." he glanced up his blue eye's seeming to shine lightly in the suns rays that were staring to rise. "I can go catch more for myself or anyone else...And we can't have our fearless leader starve can we." he said smiling weakly as he turning around and going back to get his own hare.

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Larissa Vellamo


Larissa glanced back when Dante nodded to her sister. "“She won’t eat, says she wants everybody full and whatnot. You’re her sister, so maybe..” Dante told her softly, his voice trailing off. She nodded. “You should eat it though. You caught it.' Lari glanced away when he spoke again, and shook her head. "I don't need it as much as you or Astrid do." As he dug into his shrew, she picked up the rabbit and padded over to her sister.

Larissa lied down next to Astrid quietly, and dropped the rabbit in front of James nonchalantly as she caught the end of their conversation. "I won't eat until you have, Astrid." She told her sister, a stubborn glint in her eye.
“That could work. Its chance of working though is slim. They might not be too happy with us since we took some of their land as well as fighting them before about it.
Just be prepared to fight if they start it. No aggressive moves until they attack first. Although, for right now we eat and rejoice that we are safe. Dante has also found water, after we rest and hydrate ourselves we will move on.”
Astrid told the troop, her voice strong yet she seemed happy.
"Maybe if the smallest, least threatening of us approaches them in their human form as submissively as possible they'll probably see no threat." She told her sister, hinting to herself when she said 'the smallest and least threatening.' She wasn't a great fighter, mostly because of her small and light frame. Larissa had the same look in her eyes that she used to get right before she did something dangerous when she was little, without permission.
"If we all approach them at once, they might see us as a threat and attack. If we go about this just right, they might help hide us from the group hunting us." Larissa's voice was pleading, urging her sister to at least think about her idea. "you guys can be right behind just in case something goes wrong."
She glanced at the rabbit in front of her sister. "but we can't do anything until our strong leader eats something." She told Astrid, offering her a small smile, her eyes bright.

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Astrid stared at James with exasperation and amusement. First Dante and then James nagging her about eating. Of course, she thought, entertained by their antics. Her tail wavered before she opened her jaws, baring her fangs but just playfully. “Yeah, okay. How about I eat you then?” She hissed before dragging the rabbit Larissa had set in front of her towards her body reluctantly. She pawed it gently, her expression strangely thoughtful.

Dante chortled, his large body making the sound perfect and deep. He rolled his eyes and licked the meaty debris off his whiskers, eying James and Astrid before standing up slowly and circling back to stand near the bush patiently.

Astrid sighed and leaned down to press her nose to the spot between Larissa’s ear and scruff affectionately. Almost like a comforting motion, before she straightened and shook out her own pelt with a small quiver. Larissa spoke up after a while though, "Maybe if the smallest, least threatening of us approaches them in their human form as submissively as possible they'll probably see no threat." Astrid’s stance stiffened visibly, and her gaze turned on Larissa, the sharpness would have cut if it had been physical. Astrid watched her and noticed the familiar look in her eyes. However she remained silent, jaw tightened uncomfortably.

"If we all approach them at once, they might see us as a threat and attack. If we go about this just right, they might help hide us from the group hunting us." Larissa's voice was pleading making Astrid even tenser. "You guys can be right behind just in case something goes wrong." She glanced at the rabbit in front of her sister. "But we can't do anything until our strong leader eats something." Larissa smile was bright, and warming but Astrid shook her head.

“No.” Astrid bristled, ears flicking down stubbornly. “I know what your thinking and I refuse. That’s not going to help even if it is the most submissive way, but look here, our favorite cheetah could get away faster. Larissa, I’m not sending my sister in as bait and that’s final. This isn’t even about family because if I felt this was the only way, I would agree.” She took a breath and relaxed a fraction. “I think we should go as a pride. Larissa’s idea isn’t bad but too risky if they decide a single cat is worth disposing of. We should be strong force not to be messed with,” She paused, tilting her head with a feline gracefulness. “However two of us will be unchanged.” Astrid dug her claws into the earth unwilling to put even one member of the pride in danger but they had a message to convey. “I will be unchanged, as I am supposed to be considered the strongest and my lieutenant will also be unchanged. The rest can take flank and remain ready but keep your ears up, tail down, fur flat, and claws in.” She glanced to Larissa before shaking off the feeling of guilt for turning her idea down.

She quickly went to eat the rabbit and was finished within a minute or two, her forest sounds filling her silence easily enough. Once done, she moved over to where Dante stood and smiled grimly. “Are we ready?”

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He smiled and his tail whipped back and forth, “Yeah, okay. How about I eat you then?”, "Sorry Astrid you know I don't taste as good as I look." he glanced at Dante as he rolled his eye's at him and Astrid which made him wiggle his nose alittle at him.

James sighed hearing the next plan and Astrid shooting down her sister's plan. It was a good one, but they needed someone who could then maybe fight. He himself as a cat was about the same size as Larissa. He just lowered his ears and nodded at his 'boss', "I think were ready as were ever going to be."

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Larissa sighed as her sister shot down her idea. She knew Astrid wouldn't go for it- she would never put any of her troop's lives in danger. Let alone her sister. But when Astrid decided she would be unchanged, along with Ophis. It was her turn to tense up. She knew Astrid was their strong leader and could handle herself, but was always worried when she put herself in danger for the sake of the others.

Of corse, she was fine with putting herself out there for them. She hated to sound depressing, but if something happened to her it wouldn't hurt the troop as much as if Astrid was injured. Larissa nodded submissively, and rested her head on Astrid's shoulder softly. "Be safe." she told her sister softly, before shifting back onto her feet and turning away. "But I'm ready."

Shaking out her spotted coat, she stood by Dante. She often walked either just behind or beside him when they traveled as a troop. When she could, she would walk next to her sister but she didn't want Ophis to feel she was taking her spot. Bu now, most in the troop knew her well enough to see the slight fear hiding in her intense blue eyes as she watched her older sister.

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James licked his paw which had blood on it as he spotted the girl and then his whole posture and movements just froze however his tail dropped as he saw the girl turn and run he smelled her the wind coming to them, wolf? Yes but something else which interested him. "Oh so not good." his hair on his neck went up and he glanced at Astrid waiting for what she ordered? Retreat was not a option and he knew that, along with everyone else. So he slowly moved a little forward towards the edge of the clearing and stopped waiting for Astrid to tell them what to do.

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Ophis frowned slightly and laid her head against her paws. Her ears flickering at the conversation which was held between the little group. The words went back and forth, and she just hummed, trying to take in some of the words. Calculating carefully. Though When Astrid's voice entered the conversation, strong and determined, she made sure to pay attention. She was her leader after all.
“No.” Astrid bristled, ears flicking down stubbornly. “I know what your thinking and I refuse. That’s not going to help even if it is the most submissive way, but look here, our favorite cheetah could get away faster. Larissa, I’m not sending my sister in as bait and that’s final. Ophis couldn't help but smile to herself, despite on where it was going. When she was compliment on her speed, and was described to be "favorite" it just got her a bit happier then she should be. This isn’t even about family because if I felt this was the only way, I would agree.” She took a breath and relaxed a fraction. “I think we should go as a pride. Larissa’s idea isn’t bad but too risky if they decide a single cat is worth disposing of. We should be strong force not to be messed with,” She paused, tilting her head with a feline gracefulness. “However two of us will be unchanged.” Astrid dug her claws into the earth unwilling to put even one member of the pride in danger but they had a message to convey. “I will be unchanged, as I am supposed to be considered the strongest and my lieutenant will also be unchanged. The rest can take flank and remain ready but keep your ears up, tail down, fur flat, and claws in.” Ophis peered briefly at the little sister. It may have been harsh, Astrid's little speech, but she knew what kind of person Astrid was. Always protecting the group, despite the circumstances, and to protect Larissa was a defiant. Getting up slowly, she stretched her long legs, a popping noise resounding in the air. "I'm Ready.." Ophis made her way towards Astrid's side, but noticed Larissa's glances. Chuckling to herself, she made sure to make a little room beside Astrid. She gave Larissa a knowing look, but it was only for a quick minute. Looking ahead, she focused only on Dante and Astrid, her ears open for any commands or information she should know. Leaning in, she spoke in a hush voice. "You're not only an awesome leader..but a sister as well... I'm envious..." She let it linger for a bit, before backing off from her leader's ear. She knew that Astrid need all her support, well not need, but she felt the need to give her all of her support.

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Astrid Vellamo & Dante Selantine

Astrid was watching the cats gather behind her and she nodded before taking a deep breath and pulling on her human side, willing it to take control and soon an audible pop was heard. She unfurled from where she crouched and stood, dauntless and confident. “Now then.” She moved forward in long strides, her tall human figure pale in the light of dawn. It was beginning to get higher up and the time had to have been around eight in the morning. Her silver hair glistened as it lifted every now and then as she moved to keep in front of her squad.

She abruptly stopped as a red figure streaked out of the brush and towards whatever settlement in the distance. James spoke up behind her and her human mind struggled for only seconds to understand. “Oh so not good” Astrid bristled as her upper lip curled in response. “Well said.” Her gaze narrowed on the moving figure before it disappeared in the expanse of land in front of them. Her hands clenched, knuckles turning white as Dante spoke up from the back of the squad.

“This might not mean anything.” Astrid glanced at him and shook her head. “Dante, we all know this means a lot. Stealth is not on our side.” Astrid was glad that he had optimism but right now was not the time and cheer everybody up. They were in danger. She tilted her head and Dante shifted on his paws uneasily. “It couldn’t have been a wolf though.” Astrid murmured and reigned in her cat as it strained to get to the surface for a few brief seconds. “That must be why I didn’t think about it.” She opened her mouth slightly, tasting the air. “However, I should have known.” She started forward again more slowly. Dante stirred, his hackles still raised. “It’s okay, not your fault.” Dante pinned his ears and snorted. “That just means a face-off and there is nothing to worry about. Not with us.”

Astrid kept the pace slow but eventually another red streak, this one of a larger size, was head towards them. She raised a hand and tensed. “Wolves.” Astrid was very still and quiet, prepared to fight for her squad. Dante pitched in though as he noticed something peculiar. “Is there just one?” Dante blinked confused and Astrid hissed.

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Cyra loped along happily. The morning was warm, and the light from the rising sun slowly spilled over them. The grass under her paws was green and the earth was soft from a recent rain. Countless grasshoppers scattered out before them, along with small, fluttering butterflies. A rabbit was startled from its hiding place and darted away. Cyra gazed disinterestedly at it as it disappeared from view in the tall grass. A soft breeze carressed their backs, bringing a refreshing coolness. Suddenly, the direction of the wind changed bringing a new and rather strong scent. Ulrica pointed it out, making it even more obvious than it already was. She seemed confused by the scent, as if she could not quite place it, but Cyra knew it immediately. "Werecats." Cyra's hackles rose, making her look larger than she already was. A deep growl rumbled in her chest as she continued to scent the air. "Not only are they on our land, but they have also been hunting." Cyra could smell the freshly killed meat even from here, though it was not as prominent in her nostrils as the smell of the cats. This realization only made her growl increase in intensity. "Let's go. Cassius, Anvar needs to be informed of this. Hurry!"

The length of her stride increased until she was almost in a flat out run, the motion seeming effortless. Within minutes, they were in sight of the river. The intruders were close. Suddenly, another scent came to her. It was that of Brandin and Cyra thought she also detected Renmy. She had thought that Brandin was still at the house. What woke him up and brought him out here? It was unlikely that Renmy had woken him up, she was smarter than that. She slightly changed her direction again to intercept Brandin and Renmy. It would be better if they faced this theat as a group. They were getting closer and closer to the cats, and Cyra was getting noticeably more tense. There was a familiar scent amont those intruders, one that brought back memories that Cyra would rather forget. She desperately hoped that she was mistaken, but even if she was not, she would not hesitate to protect her pack and home at all costs if necessary.

Finally, the werecats came into view, some in human form but several still in animal form. Her pace slowed, her bearing menacing and face curled in a snarl. "How dare you intrude on our land!" A fierce, rasping growl emanated from the wolf, expressing the extent of her displeasure at the werecats presence.

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It did not take too long for Brandin to find the location of a really unwelcome scent in the pack's dominion. The very moment he got the scent a snarl that was almost equivalent to a smirk in his human form appeared on his face. He was going to enjoy this encounter. It was something he could already tell. Although in his opinion, there are a lot of unwanted smells that he wishes to remove even within his own group. They did not need to be werecats. Noticing that Renmy did follow him, he slowed down his pace to a certain degree so that she-wolf could trail behind. However, it was not noticeable as he maintained a good enough meters of gap between them. After all, she was not the kind to do head-on battle from his observation. So, the girl would probably find some tree to perched onto. It did not bother him. He had every intention of having the pleasure of ripping flesh on his own.

Soon, his preys were before Brandin. He was quite certain that they also knew his presence even before he presented himself to them. After all, he wanted them to know it firsthand. He blocked their pathway standing in front of them in his flaming red fur. Ears perked emphasizing, he was very much attuned to his surroundings. His head was raised haughtily at them and his tail was stiff horizontally indicating his intention. He was not here for negotiation or talks. His eyes of gold and red glowed with an eerie malice as he also scanned the rather small group of werecats. Some of them were still in human form and others were not. This would only make things easier. Despite his pack's interpretation that he is the type to rush headlong, he was actually the cunning one when in combat. Taking in everything about his prey, calculating movements, looking for weaknesses, and then crushing with ecstasy. These were the basic steps in his combat.

Brandin lowly growled at the group of werecats. It sounded like rumbling thunder signalling an incoming storm. He was quite certain that the female with silver hair was the leader of this pride. Her scent and the way she carries herself proves that. He crouched down with his eyes affixed on the silver-haired one. He seemingly smiled as it showed his fangs that gleamed dangerously from the morning sun. His claws were all extended to its fullest. Well, he did come to tear something up. There was no exception to this. He would not even care if it was a child much less a female. Advancing forward, it was like he was stalking cornered prey. There was no minute gestures that showed that he was hesitant or fearful taking the entire pride without much help. Honestly, he was quite delighted as he licked his lips. His heterochromatic eyes glistened with devious and blood lust as it gazed at the cats in front of him.

Unfortunately, Brandin's moment was interrupted as he caught an annoying scent. It was one of the female betas. This agitated him as his face curled into a nasty snarl. He did tell the dimwitted fox to inform the betas. However, he intended to finish them before they even came. This also includes Anvar. That old man was getting too soft in his opinion. He had a prediction that the Alpha would rather have an agreement than a full-collision with the werecats if possible. For him, he did not care either way. As of the moment, the werecats stepped on their boundaries without any provocation. He has all the reason to kill them on sight and no one would stop him from engaging. However, he was thankful for the beta's arrival. This did give him a small window as the cats' attention turned towards Cyra. As if on cue, he lunged forward toward the silver-headed leader.

This was the beginning of the riot. Brandin pinned down the silver-haired female and was about to bite her throat when he noticed the other cats staring to counterattack. Well, he expected nothing less. They were supposed to be more finesse and more fast than wolves aren't they? This only added to the fun and thrill of taking them all down. The down side, he knew how they are going to act. They would eliminate him at all costs. He quickly removed himself from the position and even dodge a few strikes in the process. Although, he did have tips of his fur cut off. Well, it was one of the sacrifices to make things more interesting. Making a safe distance, his eyes of gold and red seemed to smile at the werecats in delight. It was also like his red fur began to burn. His adrenaline was now pumping as he readied himself for another attack. These guys will do for his entertainment. Raising his head arrogantly, he was challenging the werecats to retaliate.

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Astrid held her stance as the wolf approached in a hostile manner. It paused before them, growling and carrying on but she held her silence, hoping that it would maybe think about the consequences of attacking the pride. Past that, she was confident that she could handle him and she wasn’t concerned with hurting herself. She knew how to kill a wolf and much more, how to fight. Astrid stood still, watching the wolf stalk her but a disturbance caused her to glance away and the wolf decided to strike. She hissed but held the wolf at bay, feeling her cat rise to the forefront ready to draw blood but she carefully kept her hands on the wolf’s upper throat right below the jaw to hold him off. "Don't!" Astrid screamed at her squad, telling them not to attack, just yet.

Dante streaked past the squad, heading for the wolf but the sharp command from Astrid stopped him just short from ripping this mutt’s ears off. His claws sank into the soft ground and his own hiss-growl could be heard over most of the field. He turned and glared at the other wolf accusingly, stepping to protect Astrid as she fought off the red wolf. His hulking figure blocked the wolf’s view and it only continued to get bigger as his fur fluffed out and seemed to make him a larger opponent. His focus wavered between turning to help Astrid and protecting her from further harm.

Astrid felt the weight lift and she was on her feet instantly, crouched low as her own growl rose to meet Dante’s who had himself braced to her side. She felt him rather than saw him take a step back towards her. His fur had fluffed up and he looked rattled but dangerous. She stared at the red wolf as several thoughts ran through her head. She had expected a more civil approach but now that it was out the window and splattered on a taxi’s window, well things weren’t looking good if backup came. “We came in peace. We only meant to pass through.” She raised her voice although; she felt her words were lost on this red wolf so she directed it to the white wolf, the female who seemed to have more common sense.

“So back off,” Her voice was authoritative and adamant. “Or face consequences that you will wish you had chosen my first option.” Her voice lowered a pitch, fading into a quick growl that sounded human but animalistic. This time she wouldn't hold off her squad.

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Rose turned on her heel and gestured for Anvar and Vale to follow. "Theyre close by. shouldnt take long to get there- hopefully nobody else has already gotten to them." With that, Rose ld them back to the house first, and turned to Vale and Anvar. " It would probably be best if you stayed here, Vale." She paused, glancing up at Anvar for his aproval. "Im sure you woun't cause too much damage, right? I belive one of the wolves is still sleeping upstairs. if anything happens, wake him up. And no lighting the house on fire or anything- im sure Anvar agrees that would be bad." she shot the pup a playful smile and wimked at her.

Rose turned again, holding onto Anvar's elbow and quickly leading him back to the spot where she had seen the cats. As they neared the spot, Rose tensed. Brandin, Renmy, and one of the betas had already been here. She let go of Anvar, knowing he would still follow - if he hadent picked up the scent already. She ran towards the scene.

When she came apon the clearing to see Brandin going after one of the cats who she was sure hadent done anything to provoke him, she snarled. Rose was aware she was in no position to take control, but she wasnt a submissive creature by nature. "Back off. Or face the consequences that you will wish you had chosen my first option. " tha cat that Brandin had attacked growled at them, and Rose quickly tried to defuse the situation. If this broke into a fight and she tried to help, she would only hurt the pack. "None of us want a fight. Exept for maybe the one that attacked you. He's just a bloodthirsty maniac." Se offered a smiled and pointed to the bruises on her neck. "But im sure you understand our alarm. You not only intruded on our territory, but you where hunting aswell."

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James had changed into his human form but when Brandin attacked Astrid he changed into his animal form. Astrid was able to push the wolf back but his teeth were bared as he stayed close to Astrid on her right side as he watched Brandin ready to rip the beasts throat out. All he could think about was if he tried to touch he again he'd rip that mutt to shreads.

His gaze moved to Rose as she spoke and his claws retracted, he looked at Astrid. "Are you alright?" he said looking at Astrid for a moment as he stayed right beside her his head snapped Back to Brandin, "Touch her again I'll rip you to shreds mutt."

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Astrid snapped her gaze to the next kin that ran up, and she realized that the other red streak must have been this one. She narrowed her eyes feeling her feline swirling within the amber irises. "None of us want a fight. Except for maybe the one that attacked you. He's just a bloodthirsty maniac." Astrid checked her throat as she waved towards it and nodded but still wondered exactly what place she had in the pack. "But I’m sure you understand our alarm. You not only intruded on our territory, but you where hunting as well."

Astrid snorted with disdain and let her attention fall on her pride around her. She felt James on her right side and Larissa seemed safe enough. Ophis also seemed to be doing well. A leader was only as good as their people. She took in the rest of the scene, the cats being riled around her human form with the two wolves on the other side, while the fox had arrived a minute before. Astrid sighed briskly and turned to James, not changing her stance but craning her head towards him so that she could look him in the eye. “I’m completely fine.” Her voice was edged with a slight hint of mocking anger towards the wolf but she eased her tone and murmured, “Nothing to worry about.” Now she turned to Dante who had taken a step back and was testing the air with a low growl. She adjusted; just barely brushing his hind leg and he glanced at her, communication going between them.

Dante indicated at the blade in front of him as he moved back for Astrid to see. Astrid nodded and sent her gaze over the field before huffing and leaving the silent communication at that. She directed her gaze back to the fox kin and after a few seconds spoke up. “I do understand. Yet we only mean to pass through.” She paused meaningfully then decided on a tactful approach. “We have been traveling for days without food or water and did not know if your pack still occupied this area. We hunted just outside your borders. So, surely, your prey was not lessened.” Astrid thought back to their plans and what her sister had mentioned. She glanced back at her sister and smiled. “I also wish to speak with your alpha now that we know you’re here. It would benefit us both.”

Dante growled again but subsided as he noticed the cattish smile on Astrid's face. The knife had been centimeters from his paw and he couldn’t find a scent but he was sure they were close. He pinned his ears flat and glared at the wolf kin in front of them. The fox kin had proposed peace. Would they follow? Dante somehow doubted that and now he was getting an even stronger scent that didn’t bode well. It smelled like an Alpha. He stiffened and brushed right up against Astrid, keeping close and closing in the space that could provide vulnerabilities. James on the other side seemed to have it handled. He leaned down and pressed his nose into her shoulder with a deep rumble that was close to a growl. ‘Danger on the way’ Astrid didn’t show any indication that she had understood him but he was sure that she had been paying attention. He then furthered his intent with a small hiss at James and flicked his ears towards the general direction of the scent, past the fox.

Astrid didn’t move as Dante closed the distance between them, overshadowing her like a big kitten. His cold nose pressed to her shoulder and she snapped a quick glance towards the fox, sniffing quietly. The scent came to her but she remained silent, refraining from the snarl that rose in her throat. She had no problem being respectful; she just didn’t like other dominants around her sometimes. At least, not when she was angry. Astrid rose from her crouch, deciding upon looking more civil to represent her pack.

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Larissa Vellamo


Larissa barely had time to react after she saw the girl with red hair spot them, and run. She stood, her coat bristled, as a low growl escaped her. Just as quickly as the girl had come, a wolf came and launched itself right at her sister. She snarled and lept forward, but stopped short when the wolf was knocked off of her.

"Don't! Astrid screamed at her and the others, and Larissa flattened her ears against her head but held her ground. She padded over to Astrid, sitting down next to her protectively and narrowing her bright blue eyes at the wolves. She didn't want to fight with them, but if they went after her sister while she was in her human form? Unacceptable. Lari didn't make any aggressive moves as the same girl with red hair approuched them.

"None of us want a fight. Exept for maybe the one who attacked you. But he's must a bloodthirsty maniac. But I'm sure you can understand our alarm. Not only did you intrude on our territory, but you were hunting aswell." Larissa relaxed a little as the tension was eased a bit by the fox. Maybe this wouldn't turn into a full-on attack. "I do understand. Yet we meant only to pass through. We have been traveling for days without food or water and did not know if your pack still occupied this area. We hunted just outside your borders. So, surely, your prey was not lessened."
As she glanced at her sister, she realized their leader was the only one in human form, making her a clear target. She was aware she wasn't the leitenent, and she wasn't trying to challenge James for his position but was reluctant to leave Astrid as the only easy target.