Description

Name
Janelle Chloe Carter

Nickname
Jan, Nelly, Elle, Chlo, and JC. She is often referred to (fondly) as Little Terror. Or L'il T for short.

Age
9

Race
Werewolf

Powers
She has all the typical powers of a Werewolf but her own special ability is that of persuasion. Not the typical persuasion that comes with being an adorable little sweetheart with big, brown eyes. No, she's able to manipulate people through the power of mental manipulation. She mostly uses it so her daddy lets her stay up late.

Sexuality
She's nine. She doesn't really have a preference. She's happy being all by herself. So, asexual.

Likes
| Hunting | Raw meat | Training | Tracking | Bugging Robert | Her daddy | Her brother | Her uncle Ryder | The Pack | Being a Werewolf | Space Jam | Rolling in dirt and leaves | Venison | Boxing | Bedtime stories about her grandmother | Daffy Duck | Lola Bunny | Football | Classic Rock | Disney Princesses | Grilled burgers | Flowers | School | Horror movies | Eminem |

Dislikes
| Juliana | Danny | Parsley | Getting fur stuck to her throat | Being called little | Being treated like a child | Not being allowed to roam alone | Cacciatori | Tacos | Early bedtimes | Being picked on | Rap music | Bananas | Banana flavored things | Slow jams | Romance movies | When people go easy with her because she's a child | Cold water - Unless she's drinking it | Crowded places | People who disrespect her father |

Fears
| Dying dishonorably | Never being an Alpha | Disappointing her father | Disappointing her Pack |

Dreams
She wants to be Alpha one day. She and Junior were born to lead and their father has been training them to lead their own Packs one day. She admires her father and her grandmother, praying to one day be as good of Alphas as they were. She's only a child but she grasps the basic concept of what it means to be Alpha and wants to take care of her people. She sees him as a great man and does as much as a nine year old girl can do to make him and the Pack proud.

Secrets
She's nine. With constant supervision and a mind reading father. She has no secrets.

Personality
Honestly, most people might think she was a little psychopath. But that tends to happen with most Werewolf kids raised by a traditional and old fashioned Wolf. Like her father, she's very proud and has a particular mindset that could be considered disturbing. She has little to no qualms with taking human lives though she doesn't do it for pleasure and always eats what she kills. It's not exactly adorable. She's very intelligent for her age, though her brother is the real brains of the operation. She's very persistent, determined to get things done and done right, hardly ever one to slack off or do a half-assed job. Though she's quite small, she's a rough-and-tumble girl who's quick to prove that she's not weak and is known to pick fights. Mostly with Robert. It's hard to take her seriously with her cute voice and appearance, pissing her off. She's got a bit of a sailor's mouth and is constantly in and out of trouble at school for fighting and vulgar language. She never gets really mad though. Not mad enough to shift anyways. She's still a very sweet girl and loves her bedtime stories, princess dresses, and sitting on laps. She is always eager to help out except with the dishes. Her feelings aren't easily hurt except when someone is expressing disappointment. She's also prone to attacking Juliana and her boyfriend, punishing them for disobeying her father. As far as she's concerned, he's in charge because he's wiser and stronger. To go against an Alpha for selfish desires is tantamount to mutiny. She has been known to calling Juliana a mutt as well.

Place of Origin
She was raised in Rose City.

History
WIP

Theme Song

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Janelle Carter's Story

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Rose City & Moon Forest

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#2013-12-08 19:00:38, as written by .euphoria.

Time: 3:00 P.M
Date: Friday, 5 December 2013
Location: Rose City and Moon Forest
What's Going On?: This is the day where the vampires are moving moving from their house in Rose City to the wolves' house in the Moon Forest. The Cacciatori is getting closer and closer to the vampires' house only to find that they are too late to capture and kill the immortals.

In collaboration with Miss Nomer

For the past week, Genevieve along with the other vampires have been packing up most, if not all of their possessions. While most might be upset over the move, Ginny was a little more... open to the idea of moving in with the dogs. The young vampire packed up the last box of her belongings, all being her journals of what she has seen and experienced for the past 120 years of her life. She made sure that she had gotten every single one of them, knowing that if she left one of them especially one of her older ones it would only lead the hunters one step closer to find the coven and then that much closer to finding the pack only a few miles away from the city in some sort of "house" in the middle of the woods. To be completely honest, Ginny believed that it was going to be a shack in comparison to the coven's large gray mansion which was right at the end of the small Roman city.

The blonde put the box on the floor along with the other several boxes before picking three of them up and walking into the hallway, her small heels hitting the wooden flooring before she cleared her throat and speaking to the others. Her voice wasn't loud but it was pretty high pitched, meaning that it could be heard from almost any room in their large house if she spoke a bit louder than she was used to. "Um, guys. We have about five minutes before we should get going." Genevieve then walked down the spiral staircase to the front door. She was going to leave the boxes there and wait for everyone else but, she felt a bit obligated to go ahead of time to make sure that the wolves weren't planning anything.

She was one step out of the door with the sun shinning on her long blonde hair. Before stopping, the last time she left for the woods without telling anyone she was yelled at for about an hour about how stupid and dangerous that was. Which ended up with her having tears in her eyes, her hiding in her room watching old Disney movies, and making her sister come in to comfort her. Something, she actually really enjoyed. It was a long time since the last time her sister actually stopped acting like her leader and acted like the young girl's older sister. The young girl walked back inside and sat on one of the cardboard boxes, letting out a childish moan.

Mariette has opted to leave behind or destroy most of her things, save for what she deems to be the necessities. She didn't have an excessive amount of things to begin with, anyway, never the sort to be horribly sentimental about holding on to things, and unlikely to see the 'keeping it in case there comes a time to use it' point of view on the matter. Thus, she had a minimal amount of packing to do, which freed up her time to ensure that everything else is running smoothly. This day is, to be frank, the absolute latest that they can afford to leave their house, which they know is not quite as secret a location as it once was. On one hand, she'd like not to dwell too much on the fact. On the other, it is somewhat hard not to; the Cacciatori have been occupying more than their fair share of her thoughts ever since she found Winona dead with that statuette. She's never really been the type to feel completely at ease, or to believe that everything will work itself out. Thus, her mind had been running possibilities for the past few days. There's a reason that she was willing to negotiate an alliance with the werewolves of the area, and it has everything to do with her concern for the coven. Not that most of them can't handle themselves perfectly well- most have more experience than she in such things. Except for Genevieve, of course, but that is another problem unto itself.

One that, in fact, brings itself to mind when she looks hears a familiar moan from out in the hallway. Mariette followed the direction of the sound, finding her younger sister sitting on a sealed box, seemingly idle. "If you're bored, why not do another scope of the house for anything that might be. . .compromising?" Mariette suggested, her expression a bit cool, though at the moment, she can't help but remember when both she and Genevieve were children. It gives her a momentary lapse of normality, a shred of nostalgia that floats by before being blown away. She glanced at the large, mahogany grandfather clock in the hallway, and sees that they don't have time for such things. They should be leaving soon. In this instance, soon, of course, means now.

"Leaving in two!" She called up the stairs. Unlike Genevieve, Mariette had a slightly deeper voice- at times, it goes so far as to border on husky. If she believed that they had any significant effect on her, the woman might blame it on cigarettes. As it stands, she knew that she's always had this voice, which contrasts her sister's more feminine and soft one.

Gin watched as her sister came down the stairs. "I would but the last time I did that I got yelled at. And I really don't feel like locking myself in my room today." She said to her sister as the older sister called upstairs to the others who were probably still in their rooms if not our on the town doing only God knows what.

"Come on, then. There'll be enough to moan about when we get there," She made it sound almost like a promise, eyebrows raised down at her younger sister, the only real link to the past she has, as she's thrown out anything connecting her to the first few decades of her life.

Once Mari spoke to Ginny again, she let out one of her contagious smiles before hugging her sister from behind before resting her head on her shoulder and tilting it like a child did with their mother or father when they were curious about something. "It might not be that bad, you know. I met one of them and she isn't that bad. She just told me to watch out for this little girl... Which shouldn't be a problem seeing that I have to best bodyguard ever right here." She said with her smile still on her lips before softly kissing her sister's cheek. "Besides, who knows, maybe it'll actually be enjoyable."

When Gin first hugged Mariette, the elder girl stiffened for a moment, because in all honesty, she still wasn't completely accustomed to such things- she had spent many decades without her sister after her change. Besides, she's made a point of not making her love for her sister obvious, because god knows that the last thing she needs is her enemies singling out Gin as a way to get to her. Still, after a moment she is able to loosen slightly, and looked down at her sister, eyebrows raised with a bit of amusement allowed to slip out. "The little Carter girl? I've heard a few things myself, I'm afraid. From them, I'd suppose she'd make a better vampire than a werewolf. Hopefully she won't be trailing about while I'm trying to cement the peace negotiations with her father," the last bit is more of a thought aloud, really, for it is a genuine concern. Those with the ability to bend the minds of others have always put her a bit on edge. It was a bit unsettling when she had found that her younger sister had such an ability, but at least Gin, if no one else, she can trust. A spoiled little girl is a bit more concerning.

"Bodyguard? I can't imagine who you're speaking of," Mariette says, eyebrows still quirked up. After Gin gave her a quick kiss on the cheek, the elder sister gently pushed her away a little bit, deciding that this has been enough sentimentality for one day. Besides, they certainly must be getting a move on now. Genevieve sighed, losing her smile for a moment before returning it to her face. She knew that her sister meant well but, it still hurt whenever the eldest sister would push or pull away from Genevieve's affection.

She's not one to go purely on instinct, but Mariette was getting an increasingly bad feeling, the sort one feels when there is danger. "Come on, then! Time to go!" She called back up the stairs once more, before sideglancing at her sister.

"Oh, I doubt that. But we shall see."

Ginny smiled once more before picking up her boxes and walking out to her white car to put two of the boxes in the trunk and one in the passenger seat next to her. She started the car, letting her music start blasting as she waited to see who was going to drive with her and who was going to get there on their own.

Setting

Rose City & Moon Forest

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Michael "Monster" Carter Jr.

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#2013-12-11 05:48:22, as written by Vix

Location – Casa de Luna, Moon Forest, Italy
Time – 3:02pm
[Michael]

“Papa! Papa!” Janelle was the first to greet her father as he walked through the door. The burly man had anticipated her jump and caught her midair, swinging around with her. “Janelle, what have I told you about beating people up at school?” His deep voice was stern as he stopped spinning with the small girl and watched as her green eyes were cast down. “No witnesses, papa. No witnesses and if I leave them alive, make sure they'll keep their traps shut.” He nodded as he set her down on the floor. “Exactly. So – Next time, I better come home to a victory story minus the call from your teachers.” He planted a kiss atop her head and ushered her off to finish her lunch before taking off up the stairs to the “Alpha Cave”. His room was the largest bedroom in the house and it was filled with things that you'd think you'd find in a hunter's lair; Trophy heads from various animals, a bear skin rug, fur blankets. The only things he didn't have were guns. The Alpha shed his uniform suit and tossed it into the hamper before donning a simple black tank top that hugged his cut muscles and a pair of loose denim pants. He let out a brief sigh of relief, hardly feeling comfortable in a suit even after so many years of being stuck in one. He ran his fingers through his thick, ebony mane as he left his room only to come face to face -sort of- with his son. Little Monster Mike looked up to his father with his innocent, soulful blue eyes as he spoke. “The Vampires are coming today, right?” The young boy had never met any Vampires and his inquisitive nature made him just a little bit excited to meet them. He and his sister had already began their prank plotting so that they could make the Night Children feel more welcome. The Alpha gave a curt nod with a lifted brow and parted his lips to warn his son about his hijinks, but the adorable boy was already running away to plot with his sister. Shaking his head, the older man found his gaze shifting to the left. He walked down the hall some to meet a dead end where the wall was covered with picture frames holding portraits and pictures of all members of the Moon Forest Pack, past and present. His favorite was that of himself with his mother. Janelle Chloe Carter was one of the eight children of Alberto Molinelli and the last one to die. His mother, his uncles, his aunts, his grandmother, and his grandfather. They had all died at the hands of the Cacciatori.

And they would pay.

He didn't know when or how, but they would. Lately, he felt like giving up and sometimes he felt as though his family were all rolling over in their graves. His own brother with a Vampire fetish and his Scout a Half-Breed running around with a handicapped human trying to have the best of both worlds. If the pickings weren't so slim and her loyalty not so...wishy-washy, he would have killed the fool of a human by now. But, so long as he was safe (or alive, at least) she remained. Michael tended to brush off the smaller wolf when she moaned and groaned about his children harassing her and her human. He honestly didn't care and assured her that she was doing it to herself. But, she was just a stupid kid. She wouldn't listen. That was fine. When they both realized how dangerous it was for them to be together, he wouldn't have to kill anyone. For now, he just banned the boy from his land. Right now, he didn't have time to worry about some stupid girl though. He needed to find his brother. And Robert. He definitely needed to find Robert. He had good news for his Hunter – Well, it was good news to him. In such troubling times for immortal beings, news of being promoted wasn't always something that was celebrated. That meant more responsibility fell to your shoulders. It wasn't easy to sleep at night knowing that people's lives depended on the decisions you made everyday. Still, Robert struck him as a strong and reliable wolf. He had to at least ask. He wouldn't get the chance though – His phone rang with a text and he checked it only to find that Giovannina had spotted the Vampires getting ready to go. His talk with Robert would have to wait while he prepared himself to work the arrangements out with their Leader and make sure that the boundaries and rules were clear. Heaving a heavy sigh, the Alpha turned away from the wall and made his way downstairs in the massive cabin out the in woods. This home was designed to house an entire Pack. As a child, he could remember when his mother ruled nearly thirty wolves. This home wasn't designed to be a home for everyone, but for those who had no other place to go. His grandfather had built this home with his wife and children after migrating to Italy.

It was originally just a secret summer home hidden in the hills of the forest of Moon for he and his family. Albeit, a large one. But he welcomed his Pack members when they needed a roof over their heads. It was the one place of his that the Cacciatori never found. Those who had gotten close died before coming within two hundred yards of the cabin by the lake. Michael had been raised in this house with twelve other young Werewolves - There were so many memories here. And now he was welcoming Vampires...His grandfather and mother would take turns skinning him alive if they were standing before him right now. But maybe they would understand. This was for the survival of their races. If they knew what he knew, they wouldn't be so angry. He closed his eyes for a few moments and then opened them as he made his way into the large dining room where his two children were hovering over a plate of raw steak and a piece of paper. They were incorrigible.

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Janelle Carter

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a character in “Bitten: The Rivals”, as played by Vix

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