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located in Redbrook, Forest of Dean, England, a part of Wolf Blood, one of the many universes on RPG.

Redbrook, Forest of Dean, England

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Character Portrait: Alex Morgan Character Portrait: Charmaine Berlioz Character Portrait: Isabella Heathering Character Portrait: Lily Swales Character Portrait: Sherrie Faustus Character Portrait: Dalton Reeves Character Portrait: Zach Rose Character Portrait: Mitchell Kulin Character Portrait: Seung Doe
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Charmaine was riding her bike, a rescue from a nearby dump, along the edges of the woods. As much as she liked the woods, there was no way for her to ride inside. She could run, after all, since she was a scout and the fastest wolf in her pack, but pedaling a bike was rather enjoyable too. An old transistor radio perched in the front basket of her bike played her all time favorite Beatles song, Yellow Submarine.

"We all live in a yellow submarine, a yellow submarine, a yellow submarine..." she sang along. Her hair was blown in every which direction from the wind, and it knotted together. Most of the brown strands stayed in front of her face, impairing her vision immensely. She was already wearing sunglasses in dim light, however, so it did not matter much to her. Charmaine was navigating mostly with her sense of smell.

Suddenly, a loud howl sounded from the woods, its piercing volume overpowering her radio. This howl did not sound like it belonged to anyone from her pack. So, one of the solar goody-two-shoes was making it. She might as well go see the patheticness of the entire situation. Charmaine slammed on her brakes, turned her radio off, and swept her hair out of her face before leaping off the bike. She leaned it against a broken and rotted wooden fence, and then turned towards the woods.



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Seung was in the midst of quite the relaxing beauty sleep when awoken by a howl. He recognized the distress call of his female counterpart almost immediately, and rushed to get ready. Normally, he would take a very long time to dress and do his makeup, but there was no time for his daily routine. Lamenting his ugliness, Seung pulled his sleepmask off and tossed it onto his nightstand before dressing. This outfit was nothing he would wear out in public in a non-emergency, but speed was of the essence.

He pushed open his bedroom window and shimmied down the side of his home to the backyard below. It was the woods where he needed to head, and that was where he would head. Quickly double-checking that his laces were tied correctly, Seung took off galloping. Within 10 minutes, he had reached where Isabelle and Alex were. "What is the matter-"

The shiny crimson caught his eye, and he stopped midsentence. Seung understood now. The blood stank of human.