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Alexander Johnson

"You Want To Take My Kindness For A Weakness? That'll Be Your First And Last Mistake." {MWIP}

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a character in “Blood of The Wolf”, as played by Dumisa

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"I Am My Own Person - I Don't Need You To Me So."


Who I Am



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Full Name:
Alexander Dillon Johnson.

Name Meaning:
Alexander never really cared to find out the meaning of his name. He believes that his parents named him after Alexander The Great.

Nicknames:
AJ is his preferred nickname but others like to call him Alex.

Age:
18.

Birthday:
July 4, 1996.

Pack:
Lunar.

Role:
Beta of the Lunar Pack.



Appearances Can Be Deceiving



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Hair Color:
Black.

Eye Color:
Hazel Brown.

Wolf Fur Color:
Raven colored.

Race/Ethnicity:
Caucasian - American.

Distinguishing Marks:
Alexander has a scarred knee from skateboarding when he was younger. He also has a small scar on the side of his mouth from a wolf that bite him.

Detailed Description:
Alexander looks very older for his age but that's probably because he has matured early and learned to defend for himself at an early age. He has dark black hair, which he usually keeps spike up with gel from time to time. He also have black, bushy eyebrows that he doesn't want to be waxed or trimmed. Alex usually keeps his hair along his face trimmed or cut it off completely but it really depends on how he feels that particular time. He stands about six foot one and weighs one-hundred and fifty pounds of pure muscle, which is shown through most of the tight clothing that he usually wears - Especially a black jacket that was given to him by his father right before his death.


What's Inside Really Counts



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Personality:
{5 PERSONALITY TRAITS HERE}

AT LEAST THREE PARAGRAPHS


What I'm Good At. Or Not.

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Skills

Flaws
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What I Hate and What I Love

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My Past Won't Be Forgotten

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Home Town:
Detailed History:
AT LEAST THREE PARAGRAPHS
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So begins...

Alexander Johnson's Story

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Character Portrait: Zach Rose Character Portrait: Fallon Devereaux Character Portrait: Alex "Sin" Etin Character Portrait: Alexander Johnson Character Portrait: Fae Kensington Character Portrait: Cheyanne Martin Character Portrait: Scarlett Elisabeth-Rose Ellingston Character Portrait: Lily Swales Character Portrait: Lorcan Neal Character Portrait: Dalton Reeves Character Portrait: Jonathan Smarkk Character Portrait: Christopher Kaplin
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Moon Phase: Full Moon



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It was a pretty chilly Autumn Sunday morning, in Fallon's opinion. It had been a struggle to even get herself out of bed at first, but as soon as she sat up she was buzzing; full of energy.

Oh. That's right. Tonight's full moon.

Shaking her blonde hair out behind her, Fallon eased herself off her mattress and headed over to her drawers, proceeding to tug on a pair of light blue, stretchy skinny jeans, a cream coloured tank top, a hoodie, and a pair of tight fitting converse, which were customised, of course. Happy with the outfit, she headed downstairs, where she could hear her father cooking downstairs. A smile crossed her face. Of course he was cooking. He cooked every Sunday morning, and today, she knew it would be pancakes. He always did pancakes on Sunday Full Moons. It was almost tradition.

As she headed into the kitchen, Fallon saw that she had predicted correctly. An amorous smell drifted from the kitchen, and Fallon had to stop herself from inhaling the delicious scent. Entering the room, her father turned to smile at her, before placing a plate full onto the table, at the place she normally sat. She headed over the the counter where her phone charged, unplugging it and pocketing it, placing it in her hoodie, before sitting down and scarfing down the hot pancakes, which were spread with nutella, and rolled up with strawberry pieces inside. The meal filled her up quickly, much to her delight, and she grabbed her earphones, ready to head out. She headed to the door before her father called for her.

"Fallon. Make sure everyone's back here before dark. I think there's another pack around so you need to be careful." Her father's soft eyes were hardened, and Fallon sighed, nodding. She rubbed her jaw, which was aching.

"Alright. Just... Remember I'm not a cub anymore. I'm expecting my first Change tonight, so..." She paused for a moment, breathing in through her nose. It was slightly dizzying, because of her enhanced senses - there was a lot to take in. "Just remember I can make my own decisions, but I'll be back before dark." She sighed, giving in to his wishes, because she knew it was for their safety. She slammed the door behind her, pausing to look behind her at the magnificent house that had been her family's home since the 1600s. As she moved away from the home, she broke into a jog, hoping to get into the woods as soon as possible. Her pack was supposed to meet her there that morning, and Fallon was conscious that time was not on her side. She hit the trees and began running, properly, not jogging anymore, at a pace that a human couldn't keep up for long. That was the thing about Wolfbloods, their stamina can be amazing. It wasn't long before her senses started getting out of it; she could smell something... strange and metallic, along with unfamiliar scents of someone else like her. So her father must have been right, then. Was there another pack around, encroaching on her territory? She found herself getting jealous, but shook her head and kept running.

Wherever she went, the metallic smell was constant. Eventually, she found herself following it, slowing to a walk instead of running, trying to take it everything. Her sight kept zooming in on tiny details; she could see tiny insects moving along plants a few metres away, a bloodstain on a tree, birds and squirrels, high in the trees, eating nuts, and - wait. Bloodstain?

Fallon stopped dead, inhaling deeply. Yes. That was definitely blood. Human blood.

She found herself running again, towards it, in a state of panic. Was it those other Wolfbloods? Had they done this? In her rush of thoughts, Fallon tripped over something, and hit the ground hard. She groaned - she shouldn't have tripped. She looked around her, taking in her surroundings. She was in the clearing that she was supposed to meet her pack in, yes, but something was terribly wrong. The grass had blood spattered across it, as if a huge battle had ensued in this very spot. It was fresh, too. Fallon pressed her fingertips to the red substance, rubbing her fingers together. Yep. That was blood, alright. So where did it come from?

She looked around again, before pulling herself off the ground, brushing herself off. Luckily, it was pretty dry, so nothing was stained with mud, but something else had caught Fallon's eye. Something that lay in the slightly longer grass at the edge of the clearing. Heading over to it slowly, Fallon suddenly stumbled back, hand covering her mouth to stop herself from screaming. In the grass was a very pale, very dead girl.

Fallon's screams turned into a mournful howl that anyone in the near vicinity could hear.

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Character Portrait: Zach Rose Character Portrait: Fallon Devereaux Character Portrait: Alex "Sin" Etin Character Portrait: Alexander Johnson Character Portrait: Fae Kensington Character Portrait: Cheyanne Martin Character Portrait: Scarlett Elisabeth-Rose Ellingston Character Portrait: Lily Swales Character Portrait: Lorcan Neal Character Portrait: Dalton Reeves Character Portrait: Jonathan Smarkk Character Portrait: Christopher Kaplin
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Sin woke against a large tree trunk, yawning and stretching out before rolling his neck to rid the stiffness laying in there. He slowly got to his feet wearing the same dirty and ripped quarter jeans and grey tank top from yesterday. He had guessed he overslept because the birds were already confidently perched on tall tree branches whistling away in the autumn breeze victorious. Living outside wasn’t so bad. It was like staying in touch with nature even out of wolf form. And it was a way to enforce that it was the Lunar’s territory and he was guardian. He smiled to himself. Guardian. A role he treated most dearly as if there were someone going to take it from him or the role would be lost.

He patrolled the border facing Redwood last night. For an odd reason, Sin felt on edge but he couldn’t pin the reason and it grew increasingly frustrating. He could only narrow it down to an instinct lingering which wasn’t much narrowing at all.

So desperate to let the frustration and instinct go, he began to hope for an intruder. He would dare them to cross the border marked as their territory and pose a deluded threat. Then that would allow Sin to rip something up and get the bad feeling lurking in his gut over with, and all within reason too. He shook his coat as if it were a shiver rippling down his spine and brought himself to calm down.
As guardian of his pack, he had quite the obligation on his paws and he needed to stay steady and levelled and not get carried away in his own thoughts. He tried to fight the feeling and lay down, suspecting the pacing may have been encouraging the madness of thoughts. But they still ticked around like clockworks in his mind. And the feeling was similar to when dogs detected a storm. The wolf inclined his nose in the air to check and when he confirmed there was no storm due for that night, he lowered his head to the moisture leafs and huffed out again.

He feared it going to be a long, restless night for him. He didn’t mind his night patrol but unable to detect what his instincts were warning him about was complete brutality. His eyes focused on the innocent town of Redwood, most of its citizens tucked away in bed by now sleeping their dull human lives away. Maybe he was picking up on their stress for some reason even though he had no such sympathy for them.


When a scream that transformed to a howl invaded his recollection of last night, Sin’s head snapped in the direction it had come from and he found himself sprinting towards it, pushing past branches and swiftly avoiding obstacles of the woods. He hadn’t even thought of what he’d do when he got there but his legs were carrying him along the journey rapidly.

Without much comprehension he had found himself in the clearing jogging to a stop looking between a blonde and a dead body before his eyes fixed on the blonde. There was a scent…something about her. He didn’t like it. He stiffened, covering it as if he were straightening his posture a little. “Who are you?”

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Jonathan heard the howl and started running in it's direction at high speed. He stopped and pulled his weapon before aiming it at the man who was standing there. "I could ask you the same thing." Jonathan Widened his stance a little and made sure he was as stable as possible. He was in a very defensive stance and was willing to go into a very offensive one if the guy tried anything. He took very slow and deliberate steps towards his leader knowing that he really didn't want anything happening to her. "I would be very careful and stop trespassing if I were you." He could feel his back up weapons hidden where he could easily reach them. He carried throwing knives on his left wrist and his right ankle. He also had a taser on the small of his back. If that failed he'd resort to finding his way behind the man to choke the guy out until he felt that his Alpha was safe.

Jonathan had gone through his first change the year before and he took full advantage at that very moment. He could feel his ears twitching ever so slightly as he listened to the breathing of the two in front of him and searching for the breathing of others. He could smell the blood from the dead girl and he could still smell the shock coming from his Alpha. He could feel a slight breeze that would make it hard for him to shoot his target without adjusting his aim. He could see how stiff the other man was and knew that his body was extremely tense and ready to strike. He had a bitter taste in his mouth that he quickly identified as a adrenaline rush. He was really glad for it too since he wanted every bit of strength and energy he could get.

He was wearing his usual black leather jacket over a black T-shirt and his regular Jeans. He usually only wore that type of thing when he was relaxing or sleeping. He took the jacket off often but he always had on a T-shirt and a pair of jeans. He was planning to hang out with Scarlett but of course he had decided to use his day off for his second favorite thing on earth, Work.

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Jonathan heard the howl and started running in it's direction at high speed. He stopped and pulled his weapon before aiming it at the man who was standing there. "I could ask you the same thing." Jonathan Widened his stance a little and made sure he was as stable as possible. He was in a very defensive stance and was willing to go into a very offensive one if the guy tried anything. He took very slow and deliberate steps towards his leader knowing that he really didn't want anything happening to her. "I would be very careful and stop trespassing if I were you." He could feel his back up weapons hidden where he could easily reach them. He carried throwing knives on his left wrist and his right ankle. He also had a taser on the small of his back. If that failed he'd resort to finding his way behind the man to choke the guy out until he felt that his Alpha was safe.

Jonathan had gone through his first change the year before and he took full advantage at that very moment. He could feel his ears twitching ever so slightly as he listened to the breathing of the two in front of him and searching for the breathing of others. He could smell the blood from the dead girl and he could still smell the shock coming from his Alpha. He could feel a slight breeze that would make it hard for him to shoot his target without adjusting his aim. He could see how stiff the other man was and knew that his body was extremely tense and ready to strike. He had a bitter taste in his mouth that he quickly identified as a adrenaline rush. He was really glad for it too since he wanted every bit of strength and energy he could get.

He was wearing his usual black leather jacket over a black T-shirt and his regular Jeans. He usually only wore that type of thing when he was relaxing or sleeping. He took the jacket off often but he always had on a T-shirt and a pair of jeans. He was planning to hang out with Scarlett but of course he had decided to use his day off for his second favorite thing on earth, Work.

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Character Portrait: Zach Rose Character Portrait: Fallon Devereaux Character Portrait: Alex "Sin" Etin Character Portrait: Alexander Johnson Character Portrait: Fae Kensington Character Portrait: Cheyanne Martin Character Portrait: Scarlett Elisabeth-Rose Ellingston Character Portrait: Lily Swales Character Portrait: Lorcan Neal Character Portrait: Dalton Reeves Character Portrait: Jonathan Smarkk Character Portrait: Christopher Kaplin
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Mornings were never a friend to Scarlett. Not since she could remember. Yet on this one day, the day of the Full Moon, there was always an energy that overtook her in the best of ways; even when she was young, she could feel the difference in her and her surrounding pack. Her father seemed more alert, the pack seemed more interested in what was going on, Aspen was always his most enthusiastic on the full moon---

She threw those thoughts out of her mind, and continued looking up at the ceiling absentmindedly. She wasn't sure of the time, but she could damn well bet she was late, regardless, so after a moment's hesitation she sat up and forced her way out of bed and headed straight off into her bathroom. Looking in the mirror at herself, she wanted to laugh at the miserable expression on her face; whomever said that mornings are when you're at your peak of beauty must never have came into contact with a grumpy Scarlett. Pulling the hair tie from her hair, she half-haphazardly ran her fingers through the curls to make them presentable, and after washing her face and brushing her teeth, she made her way off into the closet, changing into an oversized peach coloured knitted sweater, a pair of dark denim skinny jeans, and her grey boots.

Grabbing her phone off the nightstand she turned it on, wasting no time as she made her way down the stairs and off into the kitchen. Great, she thought to herself as she noticed everyone was already gone out for the day. Sighing, she poured a fourth of a glass of juice, drinking it down before rushing out the door, on her way to meet the pack as planned.

Walking along the sidewalk she took in the beautiful scenery that was Redbrook. Scarlett had always been one to favour the outdoors compared to the man made lifestyle she was forced into living. She would spend hours in the meadows contemplating a time when she would no longer have to hide her true existence; when she could simply be as she was. Of course, these thoughts were crushed as the realities of their situation hit her. She knew that letting out such a secret would be of such detriment to her pack, a pack she had become so fond of in only a years time. She would do nothing to harm them, and thus, keeping this secret was of the utmost importance and she knew it.

As soon as she reached the forest and was out of site of humans, she sped up, and within mere seconds she was running through the woods at a speed unbeknownst to humans, dodging the trees effortlessly. Even in the rather short time-frame that she had been here in Redbrook, she felt as though she had gained a connection with this forest. She had made it her duty to scout out every bit of the land that was considered theirs, as she was one of the Scouts in their pack, so that was her job, no? She was just beginning to take in the sweet scents of the nature surrounding her when a strong, metallic smell engulfed her, stopping her dead in her tracks.

It felt wrong. Everything about the scent felt wrong and misplaced. Just as her senses turned on overdrive, she heard a howl. She knew that howl from anywhere, that was the howl of her closest friend. That was Fallon. Fear ran down along her spine as her mind raised, and before she had the chance to tell her feet what to do, they were already headed towards the direction of the howls, and being that she was mere minutes from where they were supposed to meet, it didn't take long for her spot Fallon, Jonathan not far from her side, and she immediately slowed her pace as she did, coming up from behind the two of them, stopping dead in her tracks as she noticed they were not alone.

Her eyes ran along the blood stricken area, the metallic scent almost too much to handle; that's when she saw the body. The pale, lifeless body laying there, and only feet away, a strange man, one she knew she had most definitely not seen before. Her voice broke the silence then, soft and filled with emotion for the scene before them "...what is going on here?" She took a step closer, her blue eyes now resting on the man on the opposite side of the small clearing.

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"Hey Alpha boy if you're feeling froggy then jump! I got some lead balls here for you." Jonathan was trying to take the attention so that Fallon could get away if things went south. He also placed himself just slightly in front of Scarlette even though it meant he'd be further from Fallon. He was probably going to die if anything went wrong but if he did he'd get at least three of them before he did. "Now this not being our fault is something I can agree with. It's too sloppy and there's too much blood. I could've done much better than this when I was five. I would've used a older knife with a thin blade and snapped the handle off after I inserted it into the spine so that she died quickly and cleanly. Oh but most importantly is the fact that I wouldn't come to such a dull place as this to do it. I mean your guard here didn't notice it until She screamed and that's just sloppy. Makes me want to take over for you because I just hate bad work but of Course then the solar pack might become a little sloppy..."

Jonathan said looking at the corpse without turning his head. He smiled as he looked back at the alpha in front of him. "Hmmm. Yeah this is your territory isn't it? Sorry I must have left the fresh baked apple pie at home." Jonathan shrugged then paused pulling out a granola bar and holding it out playfully. He knew that Fallon could come up with a comeback for the whole female leader comment. He then had a idea and couldn't help himself at all and as such he had to use it immediately. "You would hate having a female as a leader for our pack. It's probably because when you two girls get together you can't stop talking about your boyfriend huh Dalton?"

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Zach feels a breeze through the open window and the brushing of thin curtains on his nose. He opens his eyes, looking at his clock which says 6:57am. He groans slightly before getting out of bed. He puts on a black top, a hoodie that is black on outside and grey on inside, a pair of white(ish) trainers and a pair of blue jeans. He creeps downstairs, trying to not wake up anybody in his pack because a sleepy wolfblood is a cranky wolfblood. Unfortunately, he seems to not be the first up as his 'father' is already downstairs but there isn't a trace of anybody else coming downstairs. He seems to be making pancakes but Zach just grabs just a loaf of bread. He hasn't cared for breakfast that much and he probably never will. Zach has a horrible feeling about something which he can't quite pinpoint why. His worry is tightened when the moist air turns into a musty and even smokey smell as he jogs into the woods. He is definatley the first one in his pack up as anyone else would've howled by just the smell so he doesn't bother howling.

The smell of smoke suddenly grew stronger and he caught another two scents: sap from a pine tree, and blood. His pace suddenly turns to a full on sprint towards not the blood, but the smoke and pine tree sap. That is where he comes upon a very unpleasent scene. First, there was a massive dent in the tree which the sap is seeping out of. Secondly, there are two dead bodies: one seeminly mauled and then bunt alive, the body unidentable, and the other seeming to have a broken back but also burnt alive. "Who could have done this? A wolfblood arsonist?" he whispers under his breath to himself. On closer inspection, the mauled body was a young girl and the broken back body was a male around their fortys. It seems that these bodies are the bodies of a father and their daughter. The mere sound of crow already picking at the fresh bodies and flies buzzing around them made Zach almost throw up.

He thankfully hears a howl and sprints away from the bodies, purpouselly leaving an obvious trail so he can find his way back and hopefully get more answers as to the culprit of that barbaric act. When he arrives: Fallon, Scarlett, Jonathan and some lunar pack members appear to be in a stand-off act. This place also seems like the source of the metallic blood smell. He hears one of the lunar pack say, "This was the attack of a wild wolf. An Omega, perhaps." . Zach glances over to where they are standing to see yet another dead body but this one seems like just a mauling and a struggle.

"Another?" Zach blurts out by accident. The other two bodies are still on his mind more than the one present to the pack. Today has already been blood-stained just by the morning, and Fallon is due her first transformation tonight. He scans the members of the lunar pack until he spots a blonde-haired girl. His sister.

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Character Portrait: Fallon Devereaux Character Portrait: Alex "Sin" Etin Character Portrait: Alexander Johnson Character Portrait: Fae Kensington Character Portrait: Scarlett Elisabeth-Rose Ellingston Character Portrait: Dalton Reeves Character Portrait: Jonathan Smarkk
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"I'm sorry you must not understand english. I. Would. Do. So. Much. Better! Dalton man you gotta teach your boy's english otherwise it'll be too tempting to cram my boot up their asses." Jonathan said before noticing a girl approaching his Alpha. He shook his left wrist causing a knife to fall into his hand and threw in into the ground a few feet away. " And no caveman she's my responsibility and a thorough pain in my ass. She's a good leader though so it balances out. I was supposed to have the day off but you know with morons like you running around I had to take the overtime." He was getting nervous at the possibility of finally killing the idiots in front of him. He then remembered a few things he'd learned to discomfort others. "My girlfriend. Pfft! what do you think I am? Relationships are ropes and love is a noose. I'd rather die fighting you idiots than slowly choke. Then again it's true that life is empty. Life is worthless. As a result every one of your lives I take means nothing."

Jonathan pulled out another throwing knife and aimed his gun at the nearest lunar pack member. His eyes were almost blank as he looked at them using his other senses to detect movement faster. His ears listened to the sound of shuffling feet getting ready to advance and he was smelling to see if he could sense fear in any of his opponents. He'd willingly die here instead of limping back as a weakened survivor but he'd much rather not have to fight at all.

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Character Portrait: Zach Rose Character Portrait: Fallon Devereaux Character Portrait: Alex "Sin" Etin Character Portrait: Alexander Johnson Character Portrait: Fae Kensington Character Portrait: Scarlett Elisabeth-Rose Ellingston Character Portrait: Dalton Reeves Character Portrait: Jonathan Smarkk
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To say that Scarlett was surprised to see a member of the Lunar pack approaching Fallon was an understatement; one never just approached an alpha like that, certainly not Fallon. She was careful.

Scarlett was thrown out of her thoughts as a Lunar pack member approached, by the demeanor of the rest of the pack she could rightfully assume he was the Alpha of the pack. Dalton, his name was, she heard Jonathan speak, noticing as he stepped closer to her. At times, she felt as though he thought she couldn't handle herself, like she was too fragile to handle her role. While she appreciated the gesture, she also knew that she could fight for herself, and didn't need someone to stand guard for her.

She listened as harsh words were thrown from both packs towards one another, while her eyes remained on the lifeless body laying in front of them; she felt remorse for the girl that didn't see the danger lying in these woods. Her eyes were drawn away from the body as she heard Alexander make a comment to Jonathan about her being his girlfriend. She wanted to laugh until she heard his response. "My girlfriend. Pfft! what do you think I am? Relationships are ropes and love is a noose. I'd rather die fighting you idiots than slowly choke." The words silently sliced through her, and she glanced up at him, taking a step back as the words sunk in; before she had much of a chance to think them through, however, she saw Zach as he approached, looking slightly flustered, and at hearing him say "Another?" her eyebrows instantly rose in curiosity, and she walked over to him, looking up at him. "Another? What do you mean another?" Turning back to the two packs, she raised her voice just slightly. "Instead of blaming one another here, maybe it would be more beneficial to all of us to figure out how this happened?"

She knew it was out of her place to speak; she was possibly the youngest one of all of them, or close enough to it. But that didn't matter. She had only been here but a year but she knew that this wasn't an every day thing, and that neither pack seemed responsible. That, in itself, sent a chill down her spine, while her bright blue eyes continued to scan between the two packs silently.

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Fallon covered her mouth in a futile attempt to stifle her shock, but she knew that she had failed miserably. It was confirmed when she heard rustles around her; the forest was coming alive with footfalls. She swallowed hard, but prepared herself for the worst. Her father had warned her that there was another pack around, and now there was a dead body here. She hoped that her pack would turn up soon. She clenched her hands into fists, breathing in through her nose, trying to catch any scent. Suddenly, she did. It was strange, but unfamiliar. A few seconds later, someone emerged from the trees. He stiffened as he looked between her and the dead girl, before asking, "Who are you?"

Who was she? She was the Alpha of the pack, the one which owned the territory he was on. And now there was a dead body there. She scowled slightly. "Who am I? I think you need to think very carefully about what questions you ask, since you're encroaching on my territory, and there's a dead girl here." She breathed out of her nose, feeling a tingling in her fingers that was present every time she needed to reign her wolf in. Her eyes hadn't changed colour yet, but they were close to it. She was angry. Here was this girl, an innocent human, and she was dead. And there were other wolves on her territory on the day that she finds the body. Just perfect.

It had only been a few seconds before Jonathan showed up. He was aggressive as always, but Fallon expected him to be. However, she didn't expect him to pull out a gun. "Jonathan!" She hissed at him under her breath, "Do you mind putting that thing away? There's enough suspicion already, we don't need a gun. Plus we can easily defend ourselves." She reasoned with him quietly. She disliked the fact that he was so protective of her; she could take care of herself now, she wasn't a cub any more. A noise behind her made Fallon, to see her best friend approach from behind. She smiled, comforted by her presence. She cringed as she asked what had happened, though, and she turned back to see more people approaching.

One scent coming from them was the most familiar. She didn't recognize her, to be exact, but she did seem familiar... It may have been the similarities in looks. She did look a lot like Fallon... Same pallor of skin and hair, eye colour... But then the girl's eyes filled with tears and she stepped closer to Fallon, reaching out towards her. "Little Falle." She had used her nickname, and Fallon flinched back in shock. How did she know her nickname? She hadn't listened to the rest of her little speech, but stepped back a little. She focused on the arrival of what must have been the alpha, and his beta.

"What is the meaning of this?" He asked, growling. That did it. Fallon's eyes changed colour before she could reign it in. He stepped closer to the first person that had showed up, whispering to him. She picked out the word 'trespassing' and she clenched her teeth together. "Tresspassing? I think you'll find that you're the ones who are trespassing. This has been our pack's territory for hundreds of years." She growled back at him. What was his name...? Dalton. That's right. She had forgotten how aggressive male Alphas could be.

Next came the insults as he backed off. Sighing out of her nose, she stepped past the pack. "Okay, two things. First, at least I would greet you as an equal. There's no need for petty insults and aggression. Come on, I thought that you would at least have the intelligence to understand that that isn't necessary." She spoke calmly and cooly, approaching the other Alpha, pausing before muttering something that sounded like, "I would greet you." before sighing and standing on her tiptoes to kiss his cheek, as was customary for a Wolfblood to do. She didn't do it often, especially not with her own pack, but her father had taught her that it was polite. She immediately pulled away and backed off slowly, eyes still the gold colour of her wolf. "And two, if you weren't stupid, you could tell that I haven't been here that long, and she has. The blood's congealed, dried on her face, and I don't recognize the scent around this clearing. It's masked by the blood, but it's there. And if you'd relied on your other senses rather than just your eyes, you could smell that I haven't been here very long. What's wrong, you trusting your human nature now? Funny, I thought you all hated humans." Her tone was extremely sarcastic and patronising, which she intended. She didn't wish to provoke them, but she felt like she needed to give him back some spiteful words.

Finally, his beta spoke up. He agreed with her. At least he wasn't stupid like Dalton was. She smiled, raising her eyebrows at Dalton. She had been ignoring Jonathan but she gave him a look to try and shut him up. "Jonathan, we don't need all this aggression. Just... Put the weapons away, please." She sighed, just as Zach showed up. He smelled like fire, petrol, and the woods. She scrunched up her nose, as he noticed the body and muttered, "Another." Fallon sighed at this, especially as now one of the lunar members was making comments to Jonathan. Brilliant! She listened to his comments and scowled further. "Jonathan! I'm not your responsibility! I can take care of myself." She growled at him. She finally walked over to him as he raised his gun, using her hand to push it down, and the other to grab his wrist. "We are not fighting them. If anything, we all need to work together." She let go of him, trying to get him to calm down. They didn't need any of this right now. There was at least one murder - apparently more, according to Zach - and two rival packs. The last thing they needed was more death. It would make them more suspicious.

Scarlett spoke up again, much to Fallon's relief. She turned and smiled gratefully at her, thankful that she had spoken up. "I think that's probably the best way about it... Speaking of which, I heard a rumor one time that... that some of you can use senses to see histories of objects?" She paused slightly, breathing in, turning to face the other pack. Her eyes had returned to their usual blue colour. A lot of this was just too much to process at once. She swallowed a lump in her throat. "And perhaps Zach should show us where these other... bodies... are, assuming that there are other bodies." She made a face, scowling at the ground. Her first Full Moon, and there was a standoff between the packs, and one or more dead bodies. Fallon's day was definitely going brilliantly. Especially since she was missing a beta, and her guardian. Where were they? Cheyanne could lighten the mood here... If she wasn't shocked, that was. And Lily... Lily just generally needed watching. She sighed again, wanting her entire pack there. They were outnumbered right now, and she couldn't access her wolf form yet, which could be dangerous.

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Dalton eyes was close to flashing gold as a Solar pack member, Jonathan was being a little disrespectful. He fought off the anger though then eyed Fallon and was fixing to comment but Jonathan just continued on. Dalton eyed him, growling a little fiercely but Alexander stepped up and whispered in his ear. "It's not even worth it." Dalton turned to him with a soft nod of his head then eyed Jonathan as he raised a throwing knife and gun at the nearest Lunar member. Dalton stepped in front of them and growled loudly that would echo through the whole forest. His eyes were a piercing gold color at this point.

"You better get him before I do." Dalton said as he balled up his fists while eying Jonathan but the words were directed towards Fallon, who soon stepped in. Dalton unclenched his jaw and fists then eyed Scarlett as she spoke. "I somewhat agree." Dalton nodded his head then looked back as Fallon spoke again. Her words towards Alex didn't really bother since there was much more important events going on than to worry about who everyone was. Dalton turned towards Alex with the shake of his head again then turned back towards Fallon.

Dalton did flinch slightly when Fallon approached him and the kiss on the cheek made him blush slightly but he cleared his throat to make the blush disappear. He eyed Fallon when she went back to speaking, something about them teaming up. Dalton shook his head then eyed Jonathan. "After his actions, I wouldn't want to put one of my pack members in danger." His index finger pointed at Jonathan then his eyes glanced back at Fallon.

His eyes flashed as Zach approached the scene, saying something about more bodies. 'Great.' Dalton thought to himself as he eyed his pack. "Okay, listen up..." He eyed them all. "We need to use our keen abilities and figure this out, alright?" Dalton turned heel and faced the other pack. "I think I should be the one to do the history sense. It might take too much out of one of them." Dalton spoke calmly, his eyes returning to their normal hazel green color. "But first, we need to figure out where these other bodies are scattered at and locate them to find out how close they are to Redbrook."

He eyed everyone then spoke again. "If our town is in danger, we need to do something and fast." Another hushed, silence fell upon the forest as he breathed a little bit heavily, waiting to see what was everyone's thoughts and opinions.

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"Actually fallon your dad caught me in the hallway and asked me to keep an eye on you so yeah for today you are my responsibility. Unless that's your way of saying I can actually take my day off? They're only in danger because you refuse to teach them about personal space Dalton. You don't see me getting up in your face like I just found my pet." Jonathan said knowing that if Fallon told him to or even asked him to that he would work peacefully with the others. Jonathan heard the growl coming back and laughed at a thought that he'd just had. "He sure doesn't talk softly and I very much doubt that he has a big stick anywhere." Jonathan thought to himself as he turned to fallon and apologized for his laughing so loud. He put his weapons away but was tempted to walk off without a answer. He however stayed and started planning his next move and how he'd do it. He always had his bags packed in case Fallon had some hidden dark side but he was also open about the chance that he might try to become alpha but he slowly started letting that go as he realized that Fallon was a good leader.

Jonathan put his weapons away and was grinning at Dalton knowing that if he continued and got Dalton mad enough to swing at Jonathan without thinking then Jonathan could easily win and send the message that he was much more than the average beta. He however knew it wouldn't do him any good and instead would be like playing more than work and it would be a waste of energy. He wanted to go home and sit down to relax and play his guitar but he figured that Fallon's luck had killed all the chances he had of that.

Jonathan walked back towards Scarlette and moved past her following Zach's freshly made trail. He made sure that his hand brushed against Scarlette's and he gave a very small smile. "Oh well I'm already out and about why not work anyways."

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ImageNeal lounged across her sleeping pallet. While she could sleep in a house like some of her pack members she preferred the outside. Homes felt too..... human. Neal hated looking human. She hated the being and practically being one for sixteen years was a horrid experience. She had only changed once but it was the best thing that had ever happened to her. That was why she enjoyed sleeping so much. In her dreams she was a wolf.

Unfortunately it seemed Neal wouldn't be getting any more sleep today. A scream rang throughout the woods about five minutes ago and Neal was just now getting up to investigate it. And it wasn't like she wasn't worried about the scream. It was just that her pack mates always seemed to be on something like that the moment it happened.

In fact normally Neal would ignore it completely. But today was diffrent. Today she was going to change. Sighing Neal stood and popped her sleep locked muscles. 'Oh boy. What's going on today.' Despite the urgency Neal took her sweet time heading towards the scream. She walked slow, stopped to climb weirdly shaped rocks, and scared unsuspecting animals.

Finally the backs of her pack mates could be seen but Neal wasn't focused on that right now. The sent of blood was strong here. Neal leaped forward to Dalton's back and peered around his shoulder. At the sight of the mangled body she let out a low whistle. 'Holy shit. That's so cool.' Her eyes flickered up and she caught sight of the Solar pack members. 'Ohhh...Well this is intresting. Reeves did they do this? I doubt it. Solars love the whimpy humans.'

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Fae's little heart was quickly crushed. She felt hollow. Her warm smile faltered, then dissipated completely when Fallon turned away, completely ignoring her. There was no hint of recognition on her sister's face. Had she. . . forgotten her? Her own sister? "F-Falle? Don't you remember me?" Her voice dropped to a mere whisper as she gazed at he younger sister, dismayed. It hadn't been that long ago that they had been ripped apart by their mother. Surely she must remember. . .

Disheartened and feeling a little pitiful, she turned to see multiple members of her pack had joined them. Her eyes still watery, she quickly took her place beside Alex and behind her alpha. She leaned against Alex slightly, and gazed up at him. Her bright smile she always wore was missing, replaced with a look of heartbreak. "That's my sister." She murmured to him, ever so gently. He knew some about her past, only that she had lost her twin brother and her sister right before she had come into the Lunar pack. Nobody knew the full story, but he had seen the thick scars on her back that her mother had left her.

Fae quietly watched the action go down, and her body tensed up as words were passed between the two packs. This wasn't going well. Fae was generally the peace keeper of the pack, what with her gentle personality. She cleared her throat, and composed herself. She took a small step forward, and looked over at Dalton. She didn't dare question her alpha, but he wasn't exactly helping the situation by offending Fallon -which stung Fae a bit. But Alex handled it, whispering into their alpha's ear. Fae opened her mouth, prepared to play her role as the peacekeeper when another shock hit her like a punch to the stomach.

Zach. Being her brother and the same age as her, they were twins. They had been inseparable essentially since birth. She noted recognition in his eyes and her face lit up once more with her bright smile. "Zach!" She called, and threw her arms around him without thinking twice about it. She had a thousand questions for him, starting with why her own sister didn't recognise her but she bit her tongue. She released him, and grinned up at him. They, too, looked very similar. She trembled a little, unsure of what to do or say to him. They had been separated years ago but being twins they had always had a special sort of bond. "I missed you, brother."

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"We need to use our keen abilities and figure this out, alright?" the alpha of the other pack said. "Well there's something I can agree on..." Zach mutters. "By the way, it's called Ansin and based on you not knowing the proper name for it, I'm assuming you've never used it so maybe I should use it..." he suggests. Suddenly, his sister (Fae) appears to have recognised him and she first looks like she's seen a ghost.

Then Zach starts to panic as Fae calls his name, flinging herself around him with a bright smile. This is the wrong time for Fae to be going on about family across packs, especially because she witnessed him turning on that new moon and going crazy. Why isn't she scared, actually? Does she have anmesia? Or has she just forgotten that day? No, she couldn't have if she recognises him. Also, if anyone in the lunar pack wanted to be her mate, they're not going to take this lightly so now he has to play her off of him and back to the pack.

Zach gentelly pushes Fae off him as his beta follows his trail. "There's two dead bodies that way, both seem like they were burned alive but not before one of them was mauled and the other had broken their back. That's all I found out before coming back. Anyone with weak stomachs might have to hang back because... um... crows are already at them..." Zach says to everyone before joining his beta along his obvious trail that he made on purpouse.

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He frowned a little watching their most innocent pack member be detached from the people she thought she knew. Sin didn’t think Fae was the type to be completely deluded but…she looked it at the moment. He moved on from it, letting it be their own problem as he shook his head a little. “Ahh, okay well now that we’re friends…” some Solar’s had started to clear out already and Sin gestured to the body right in front of them that wasn’t burnt and was tempted to laugh as they left the corpse watching them go. He stepped up to the body and pass Neal, “I thought they were supposed to care for humans,” he muttered to her then crouched by the body.

“Dalton, wanna check the half in tact body that’s right here first? It might save us a trip around the woods?” he offered his Alpha. He liked to exercise his own abilities but Ansin was consuming and straining especially if they wanted to figure out a murder. "Or should we carry around the bodies until we find them all and compare?" At first it was a sarcastic suggestion accompanied by the smile but it could've worked out weirdly helpful. Some narrowing had to be done here. An omega, more than likely yes but who, when and why….not that he cared very much for why but it’d probably be helpful to know if it served a purpose because it was bringing trouble to the two current packs.

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Full Moon. One of the better moon phases. It was a day were Cheyanne would have to give into her wolf and allow it to roam free. She wasn't particularly looking forward to it because she wanted to make dinner for the pack. But they would all be blood thirsty and Cheyanne wouldn't have thumbs. The blonde pulled the fluffy waffle from the waffle maker and dumped the eggs onto her plate. Today she decided against bacon. She would get her full share of meat later on today. If her mother was here they would probably still eat meat. Her parents can't resits bacon. It's almost like a drug. Just the thought of her parents made her a tad sad. She had only lost them a year ago. And she was still having a hard time coping with it. A sigh escaped her as she tried to think of the fantastic day she was going to have. Soon she would have to meet with Scarlett and Fallon. Full Moon or not, school was not an option. Education is a virtue. Or at least that is what her father said. Cheyanne took another bite from her waffle. Her gaze went to the clock and she immediately freaked otu. "How did it get so late!"

Jumping up from the table she dashed to the bathroom to do her hair and make up. Cheyanne always showered before breakfast. For some reason it was weird to eat or cook without smelling like tranquility. That was her soap fragrance. Tranquility. It actually smells like daffodils. After her hair was curled to perfection and make up applied she ran to her bedroom. She moved into her parents master bedroom when they left. She didn't really change much except for the bedsheets. She walked through the closet and picked out a decent outfit to wear. She gave herself a once over in the mirror and then grabbed her phone and keys. Cheyanne grabbed her backpack on the way out of the house and took off. She started speeding up when humans were out of sight. At a certain point, Cheyanne smelled something fowl. It almost made her stop running. It was human blood and she picked up on the scent of her pack and another pack. Something was happening and she was clearly late for it.

Finally getting to the clearing she stopped running and looked around. Lunar Pack. Not good. At all. Matter of fact, Cheyanne kind of wants to run in the other direction. But her alpha was here. And Scarlett. And Johnathan. She had to stay. At least for them. She moved near her alpha adjusting the bag on her back. "I know I'm ridiculously late, but what the hell is going on?" she asked, clearing referring to the pack meet up.

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Christopher was absolutely determined not to attend school. Matter of fact he didn't even want to leave his room. No one needed him. It was a freaking full moon. Every wolf an there mother she be locked up in the basement or something of that nature. The persistent banging on his bedroom door wasn't really helping. It was probably his adoptive parents. They were so keen on him going to school. He was sixteen. He wanted to live. With his pack. And in his room. Why did he need a bunch of dumb teenagers that were ignorant and arrogant? He didn't. Matter of fact if it were up to Christopher they wouldn't exist. Stupidity all together would be abolished. Starting with them. He pressed the pillow down on his face trying to drown out the loud sound. Chris wake up! that was his 'mother'. "No I don't need school." Christopher's parents were human unfortunately. So he couldn't exactly tell them why he wanted to stay home. So he was using the dumb teenager excuses. "Christopher! Don't make me break down the door!" That was his 'father'. "Don't threaten me." No matter who you are, Christopher will not take lightly to threats. He will attack them.

"Chris please." Now his mother was desperate. He rolled his eyes and got out of the bed. He went over to his door and opened it up with a smile. "Get out of my way." He said in the politest way possible. They shifted and he walked over to the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. It didn't take long for him to shower and get dressed. He wasn't going anywhere important. He was actually going to make a detour to his pack before heading his personalized prison. He was going to see if they could get him out of school some how.

Getting his backpack, he left his house without so much of a goodbye. Christopher clearly did not love his parents. He keeps trying to get the alpha or betas to take him in, but they won't. He would rather be with them even if he doesn't say it out loud. He was casually walking when the smell of blood caught his attention. He went into a full on sprint. As he neared he could smell his entire pack and another pack. He finally stopped running when he was clearing. He was in the presence of the lunar pack. A sigh escaped him and he looked around. There was blood everywhere and a mangled body. He looked up and made eye contact with Dalton. 'No." Whatever Dalton was about to ask him, he was saying no too. This was not their problem. He would rather be at school.

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Alexander looked down at Fae as she came over and leaned against him. Her hushed whispered words made him raise a slight brow towards the female Alpha, Fallon then back down at Fae. Of course, he said nothing since it wasn't really his place to question her. Alexander moved Fae out of the way as Jonathan was going into psycho mode and threatening them. A low, fierce growl came from him but he looked at Dalton, who was ready to attack and intervene, basically letting his Alpha know that someone of Jonathan's caliber was worth the time of day. He moved back behind Dalton as he started giving commands and with a firm nod of his head, he turned towards the other display, Fae had her arms around another male wolf.

He stepped over there pulled Fae back over to the Lunar side and eyed her a little. He couldn't really be mad at her but her fellow siblings made their choice and she must accept it. A growl came from Alexander when he eyed Zach then it turned into a low rumble before silence came from Alexander. His piercing stare went to Fae again as he looked at Alex, who started to speak and made suggestions. Alexander stepped forth and stood beside Dalton. "Maybe we should try this body first. Nice work, Alex." Alexander gave him a mocking thumbs up then looked at Dalton, who glared at him. "Alex's right. Let's save ourselves a trip and try this body first." Dalton said, his cold stare bounced to Christopher, who immediately said no.

Alexander jaw dropped as he walked over there towards him. "You dare say no to the Alpha!" He slowly balled his fists up then spoke through clenched teeth. "Someone needs to teach this punk some manners and respect." Alexander eyed Dalton, who placed a hand upon his shoulder, shaking his head. Alexander back off a little bit then and went over and stood beside Fae, still wanting to hit something or someone. "Christopher use Ansin on this body right now." Dalton commanded while pointing at the body as well. Alexander eyed Christopher with his arms folded over his chest. "And he isn't asking you to neither, kid." Alexander injected himself, waiting to see what Christopher was going to do.

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Scarlett listened as the arguing between the two packs continued. She thought to herself how completely ridiculous it was, and how nothing could be done with them acting like they were.

As Jonathan made way to leave and walk off following Zach's trail, his hand brushed against hers and she felt her cheeks flush slightly. She hated how he made her do that, even in the most unnecessary of times, like right now. When her full attention was necessary. Turning to look back at the Lunar pack members, she paused.

She noticed as another Lunar packed member approached. His name was Christopher based off of the words of their Alpha. She took a step back towards them, hesitance in her demeanor. As dangerous as this pack was, she couldn't for the life of her understand why they would be behind this, and try and figure out who did it at the same time. Scarlett was excellent at reading people and she could tell they had no more of an idea who did this than any of her pack members.

She remembered the guy from the Lunar pack, Alexander she remembered his name being, mentioning something about an "Omega" earlier. She raised an eyebrow and spoke towards him. "You think an Omega might be behind this?" Her eyes ran from him back to the lifeless body on the ground, a frown taking over her expression while she looked at the boy being told rather than asked to use Ansin on the pale frame before them, and spoke more to herself than anyone. "There's no telling how many humans will have to die from this. Such a cruel world. A cruel, cruel world that left the ones most innocent dead and the undeserving living. Whomever was behind this, she was determined to help catch them and take joy in watching them be torn limb from limb.

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"Last I remember, Jonathan, is that I was the alpha, not my father. I'm no longer a cub." She paused for a second, before adding "And would you stop being so aggressive! I think it's quite clear that nobody here has done it. We need to put aside our differences and figure out what the hell happened here, preferably before the police realize what's going on." She finished.

She looked back at her 'sister', or the one who claimed to be. She honestly couldn't remember a thing about any of her family, apart from her father. The clearest thing she could remember was waking up in her bed, surrounded by faces she didn't know. It had taken her a long time to calm down. The look on her face, of loss, betrayal perhaps, made Fallon's heart ache, but it could mean serious consequences if she was. Technically, wasn't she entitled to her role, then? What would happen to her? Of course, that was assuming she was telling the truth. And another surprise was in store for her, too. As soon as Zach emerged from the edge of the forest, the other blonde girl seemingly recognized him too, and flung her arms around him. She knew his name, too. And she called him 'brother'. Did this mean that she was supposedly related to Zach as well? The whole prospect of it made her brain hurt - to be honest, she already had a headache, along with a multitude of aches and pains, especially in her jaw and ears. She felt pretty awful, but she hid it well. "L-Listen. We can sort out this whole family business later. We have higher priorities right now." She tried to keep her voice steady, but she wasn't exactly successful. Whatever was going on, it could be sorted later.

Some of her pack were beginning to gravitate towards the other bodies, Jonathan included. Deciding to trust him this one time, she let them go. "I think I'm going to stay here and find out what the heck happened to this girl." She muttered to herself. At least Zach had gone. She couldn't help but feel awkward towards him. If he was her brother, why hadn't he said anything? She did remember the stories her father had told her - her sister was supposedly dead, and her brother a psychopath, but Zach and... what was her name? Fae? They were definitely not dead or psychopathic. The whole situation confused her completely.

Just then, Cheyanne turned up, apologizing for her lateness. "Oh thank god." She breathed, hurrying over to her and embracing her quickly. "No time to explain, basically. But two or three dead bodies turned up, they turned up, and apparently one of them is my sister and Zach is my brother." She muttered the words into Cheyanne's ear, pulling back quickly. She pulled a face and turned back to the other pack, who were now arguing amongst themselves again. Apparently one had said no to Dalton, before he had even said anything. Fallon wasn't sure she would mind as much, but she guessed that was how their pack worked. She managed to pick out the words used; Christopher, if that was indeed his name, was to use Ansin in punishment. Strange, Fallon had to think, for she didn't think that using a sense was much of a punishment. Then again, she hadn't even been taught to use it. It was kind of alluring to her, now she thought about it. Maybe it wouldn't be too much to ask, if she asked one of the Lunar pack members to teach her? Then again, the whole idea of the Lunar pack was alluring to her, especially her wolf. She knew of Scarlett's fascination with them, and now she could finally understand it. She couldn't abandon her pack, or Redbrook, but she knew that it wouldn't hurt to at least befriend this other pack, despite the rocky beginnings.

Still watching the other pack, and hardly listening to her best friend speak, she carefully edged over to the lifeless girl that lay dead. The Lunars were crowding around it, now, including another blonde girl. She half expected her to say that they were related, too, but she didn't. Fallon breathed a little sigh. Soon they would find out what the hell had happened to her. She hoped, for the girl's sake, that it was quick and painless. She didn't deserve this at all. And from the looks of things, she wasn't going to be the only one ripping someone apart when she got her hands on them.

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Christopher didn't care at the current moment that the alpha needed him to do something. "You dare say no to the Alpha!" The young pup would have said no again if the beta didn't interrupt. The brunette just kept thinking of all the reasons why he shouldn't be here right now. The only one he could think of was school. And he didn't want to be there either. "Someone needs to teach this punk some manners and respect." Christopher rolled his eyes and just looked down at the body. It was mangled up pretty badly. The solar pack was clearly incapable of anything this deadly and his pack was not a group of murderers like others proclaim. Definitely done by some outside pack. "Christopher use Ansin on this body right now." Christopher looked at his Alpha. Dalton was not looking for another no. Usually Christopher would try to be on his best behavior, but during the full moon he would feel a bit rebellious. He couldn't help it. It was his wolf. Christopher had grown up alone so his wolf often felt that way. A sigh escaped Christopher and he dropped his backpack to the floor. For Christopher to use Ansin he had to touch the body. It was how it worked. At least for him.

Nearing the dead body, he bent down and placed his hand on her forehead. He blocked out all the unnecessary sounds around him and focused on the girl. The Ansin completely took over and he was pushed into what felt like another world. He was getting random flashes of a giggling little girl. She was smiling and laughing. It was clear how attractive she was. There was another flash and he was at the school. She seemed well like enough. Christopher could recognize the school. It was the one he went too. More flashes and it was on some of the girls from the Solar pack. The dead girl was picking on one of them. He couldn't tell who it was. The girl being bullied was fair skin with dirty blonde hair. More flashes. Christopher was starting to lose it. He didn't use Ansin often because he could feel himself slipping. It was driving his wolf crazy, but he was trying to focus. He didn't get any useful information. Honing in on the girl there were more flashes.

The girl lived alone. Or at least that is what it looked like to Christopher. He couldn't tell where, but her house was average sized and was within walking distance of the school. Pictures of a family covered the walls, but he was flashed before he could see who was in the picture. There was yelling. Screaming. It was deafening. Christopher doesn't know where she is. Or who she was even screaming at. Or why they were fighting. It just made her run. She was running. It was dark and he could barely keep up. He was going to lose it soon. Finally she was in the clearing. Where both packs were right now. Where she would say goodbye to her life. The poor girl had dropped to her knees and she was crying. Christopher was flashed again. One swift slash to the throat. The girl dropped bleeding out. Christopher was flashed through the mangling. He couldn't see who did it, but it was a wolf. He could smell it. The body was completely destroyed and the creature took off.

Christopher forcefully removed his hand from the girl and fell back. Bringing his knees to his chest, he covered his ears and shut his eyes tight. There was a loud howling ringing in his ears and he was trying to get it to stop. Ansin was too powerful even for him and it was going to eat away at him and his wolf. Finally when the howling stopped he removed his hands from his ears and pushed himself up off the ground. "I don't know who did it. But it was a wolf. But with an unrecognizable scent." That was all he said.

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Sin took a casual seat by the body, sitting crossed legged, watching the orders fly between Dalton, Alexander and Christopher. Sometimes he thought they should take it a little easier on the fresh blood, especially in front of another pack, and even with his attitude problem at stages but maybe that was the only way to get to him. It had proved effective anyway as he approached the body without another word.
Sin studied Christopher as he began using his Ansin upon touching the girl’s forehead and became completely absorbed in the victim’s world.

He couldn’t help but to arch up a little as the mental struggle became even slightly evident for Christopher and he was ready break the bond and push Christopher from the body if need be. It wasn’t worth losing a pack member being replaced by a rogue. However, Sin considered the Alpha’s response and Christopher’s pride and reputation and let it go on, slightly concerned for the pup’s well-being. His eyes flickered to the Alpha and back to Christopher with a hint of nerves. Just a little longer. Just a little more.

As Christopher came back, Sin’s shoulder’s dropped not even noticing how tense he was during the use of Ansin and he inhaled deeply through his nose. Well done, pup, he thought to himself. Sin eyed him cautiously as he got to his feet and announced what they already gathered.
“Was it a personal attack? Could you tell?” Sin was the last one that wanted to bombard him with questions but he wanted to know.

“And not to sound insensitive but as…” he broke off and pointed to the Alpha of the other pack “…sorry, I don’t know your name. Mentioned,” he picked up, “police are going to be an issue. So what do we do with the body?”

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Image When the argument started Neal just rolled her eyes and copied the movements of Sin. She stretched out on the grass next to him, her feet casually tapping against his knee. Lame. Are we gonna solve this mystery or sit around having tea with a bunch of Solars. The image of Solars dressed in their best sipping tea came to Neals mind, causing her to let out a chuckle. She wouldn't mind seeing them make fools of themselves. In fact, she'd love it.

Eventually getting bored with the imagination Neal sat up and flicked a stray leaf from her hair. An eyebrow raised when she saw Christopher kneeled by the body but other then that she showed no signs of suprise at her younger packmate doing such a task. On the inside however she was both amused and slightly confused. Yes it was funny to see her fellow scout use Ansin for the first time but she couldn't help but wonder why herself or even Sin wasn't asked to do it. They both had more experience at this sort of thing.

Eventually she shrugged and eyed the both carefully as he gave what he saw. Next to her Sin stood and she followed suit. 'Do? We bury it so the other damn humans don't come running out here with shotguns. That, or...' Her gaze shifted to the Solar pack. 'We eat it.' Eternal Neal was cracking up now. She could only imagine the looks from the Solars she'd get at her joking suggestion. On the outside though Neal seemed completely serious. The only hint she was joking was the quick wink sent towards Sin. She didn't after all want her pack to think she'd actually want to eat a human. No, just get a laugh and tease Solars.

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Another wolf showed up around the same time Cheyanne did. She looked around a bit trying to make sense of the situation with the information she was still waiting for. Dead bodies were on the floor. Both the Lunar and Solar pack were near each other and yet a fight hasn't broken out. Finally Fallon stood to whisper the answer to Cheyanne's question. "No time to explain, basically. But two or three dead bodies turned up, they turned up, and apparently one of them is my sister and Zach is my brother." That new piece of information didn't really make the situation any better. If anything Cheyanne was now more confused than before. There was no joke to be made here that could make the situation better. Running her fingers through her blonde hair, she was trying to asses that situation. Cheyanne didn't really get to say anything before Dalton forced one of his young pups to use Ansin. Cheyanne was rather horrified that he would make him use that. He was there age and it could possibly kill him. She would yell at Dalton for that later. But for now they would have to wait.

After the long wait, the lunar pup pulled from the girl and seemed rather agitated. The mother in Cheyanne wanted to go and care from Christopher, but the solar wolf in her decided against it. He was fine a little while later anyway. “Was it a personal attack? Could you tell?” The solar beta looked over at the lunar wolf that spoke up. "Don't bombard him with questions so fast." she scolded. He needed to minute to get himself together. Then of course the question of what to do with the dead body was in question. Her eyes shifted to the slaughtered girl. 'Do? We bury it so the other damn humans don't come running out here with shotguns. That, or...We eat it.' That wolf was crazy and would not be addressed at this current moment in time. Cheyanne didn't really know what to do with the body either.

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