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Tigerlily De'lune

"Haven't you heard what they say about me? I'm heartless."

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a character in “Bloodlust: Rivalry”, as played by desire99600

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"I'm the one they send in when they don't want to get their hands dirty."



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Image| Full Name |
"Yeah, fuck that." Angelica Tigerlily De'lune [ De'lune is french meaning, "of the moon" ]

| Nickname |
"There's nothing angelic about me so you sure as hell can't call me Angelica." Tigerlily keeps her first name utterly to herself. No one knows it and no one ever will. She's introduced herself as Tigerlily since the day she showed up in New York, and that's how it'll stay. People call her Tigerlily, but common nicknames include Ty, or Tiger. Some called her Lil, because they thought it was a funny way to get away with teasing her about her size, and she didn't mind it. The only name she doesn't like that she gets often is Lily. Other than this, her pack would often call her Bandit, for she was an excellent thief, but only they are allowed to call her this, for they are the closest to her heart.

| Age |
"Believe it or not, I'm young for a werewolf and so reckless, no one expects me to make it past two centuries." 151 years-old, appears about 18-21 years-old.

| Gender |
"Fuck off." Female

| Role |
"Always the second. Always overlooked." Beta of the New York Pack




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| Eyes |
"Okay, yeah, they're blue, I get it." Tiger has extremely blue eyes. They're a bright, grey-blue color, with darker flecks in them and darker rings around the outsides. They're almost the exact color of the ocean. Her eyes stand out quite a bit, especially paired with her dark hair, so she gets comments on them often. They're not doe-eyes, but they're dangerous for she is capable of putting any emotion she wants into them, an expert at hiding what she's truly feeling and thinking.

| Hair |
"A lot of the pack members want me to cut my hair, but I tell them to fuck off." Tiger has extremely long, dark chocolate hair. It's such a dark shade of brown, in low lighting, it often appears black, however, it does have soft chestnut undertones to it that make it a nice chocolaty color. Also, seeing as she doesn't like cutting her hair, it's very long. The pack is always trying to tell her to cut it, because it's easier to fight with short hair, but she likes her hair, and, when she does have to fight, she tends to braid it and then spiral the braid on her head so it's close to her head and can't be grabbed by her enemy.

| Skin Tone |
"You'd think I spend all my time inside like the vamps." Tiger, despite the fact that she spends eighty five percent of her time outside, in the sun, is very pale. She doesn't burn easily like most of her complexion do, but this also means that she really doesn't tan. She's this color no matter how often she goes out in the sun, and it frustrates her, because all the other werewolves are deeply tanned, but she's had years to get over it.

| Build |
"Don't underestimate me baby." Ty is not exactly the physically largest of the werewolves. That title goes to her sister's mate, their alpha. She is actually quite small. Looking at her, size considered only, she doesn't look like much. She's slim and small. However, she is not to be underestimated. She may not have much strength, but what she makes up for in power, she doubles in speed and stealth.

| Distinct Markings |
"I've been fighting my entire life, of course I've got a few bumps and scrapes."
Piercings
Ty isn't huge on body piercings like some are, but she does love ear piercings. As such, her right ear is pierced all the way up with three helix piercings as well. Her left ear has 1 piercing on the lobe, five in the cartilage, and one in the helix. In these, she keeps a variety of small stones, all different, and all having different meanings. In the single love piercing on her left ear, she has a small iridescent black feather hanging there.
Scars
When it comes to scars, Tiger has many. One of the hardest to hide is on her hand. It starts at the webbing between her thumb and pointer finger and wraps around her wrist, coming all the way down to her elbow. Unless she's wearing gloves, this one is always visible. She can hide most of it by wearing a long sleeve shirt, but she's not one of those girls who are ashamed of her scars, so she doesn't really try hiding it. She also has a long scar that runs from the tip of her shoulder to the spot where her collarbones meet. Her third most noticeable scar sits right on her face. It cuts her left eyebrow right at the arch. It's not huge, but it is noticeable. Other than these fairly obvious ones, Tiger had smaller scars on her back and stomach, but these are thin, white lines and are barely visible against her pale skin unless you're extremely close and she has her shirt off.
Tattoos
Tiger has five tattoos. Her first is on the inside of the scared wrist, and reads "Heart of a tiger" in a curling font. The scar cuts through the word heart, right between the e and the a. Her second tattoo sits on the inside of her other wrist, a little farther up. This one is an image of a wolf hiding in the forest.. Her third, sits on her right side, up on her ribcage. It's and image of a deer with blossoming antlers, and a spiderweb stretching between them. Her fourth tattoo sits under the scar along her collarbone and reads "This too, shall pass" in a whispy font. Finally, her fifth tattoo is a spinal tattoo. It runs from the very base of her neck all the way down to her tailbone. It's a long string of the moon's phases.

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â˜Ŋ Wolf Form ☞
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"Careful. You'll never see me coming." As a wolf, Tiger's coat is a deep black color. It's the purest of black, no hint of other colors to be found, dark as the night. This dark color allows her to blend with the nights and slip in and out of shadows with ease. She uses it to her advantage, and often lives in the darkness, for her stealth is one of her greatest assets, and her dark coat color only helps. It's shorter than that of most wolves, and, as such, instead of fluffy, it's slick, and shining, close to her body. Her tail is rather bushy though, and it is also the only part of her that is not pure black. Her tail's tip looks as though it's been dipped in paint, for the tip of her tail is snow white. Often, if you're looking for her in the dark, the only thing you can see of her is this white little tip swaying in the darkness.

| Build |
"Your biggest mistake would be to underestimate me." Tiger is probably the smallest wolf in her pack. Many look at her and think she's still a pup. Not an infant, but not fully grown for sure. She's extremely small, and her shorter, slicker coat does not help with this. She appears almost delicate, compared to the rest of her pack, especially the alphas, who are enormous. However, assuming she's weak because of this could be a fatal mistake on your part. She may be small, but she is the Beta, or second-in-command of her pack for a reason. Because of her slim size and light weight, she's extremely quick, quicker than any of the other wolves in her pack. She's also got astonishing stamina, balance, and stealth. She's quick-footed, and dead silent. If she doesn't want you to hear her, you wont. If she doesn't want you to catch her, you wont. There's no arguing this. These attributes make her highly deadly. She doesn't look like much, but she moves with precision, grace, and balance, gliding rather than walking, stalking everywhere, constantly looking as though she's in stealth mode.

| Scars |
"I'm the beta, not the alpha, or a pack mother. I'm the one getting my paws dirty. Of course I have scars." Ty has various scars in her wolf form. First, since she got this scar while in her wolf from, the one that's on her hand as a human is on her front right paw as a wolf, starting at the pad of her paw and spiraling up, all the way to the middle of her leg. This scar she got by accidentally stepping in an old hunter's trap when she was young. It nearly took her leg off, and she had to pull it out of the teeth, an excruciating, slow process, but, due her her small size, she managed to get her leg free and limp off. Other than this, she has a scar on the left side of her muzzle, cutting from the bridge of her nose, downward. This, she got in a fight with her father when she was young. Finally, Ty has a nick in her left ear. Up near the tip, but not quite on it, there's a curve of her ear missing. She got this in another fight.




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| Likes |
❤ Drinking
❤ Her wolf form
❤ Full moons
❤ Shadows
❤ The Pack
❤ Smoking/cigarettes
❤ Parties
❤ Fast cars
❤ Bad boys
❤ Fighting
❤ Nature

| Dislikes |
✖ Vampires
✖ Being annoyed
✖ Being told what to do
✖ Crowds
✖ Losing
✖ Loneliness
✖ Being looked down on
✖ "Goody-good" types
✖ Cats
✖ Rules
✖ Failing the Pack
✖ The color yellow

| Fears |
"Fear is just another word for motivation."
â˜Ē Being Alone → Despite the fact that Ty likes to appear heartless and aloof, like she could be the last person on the planet and she wouldn't give a shit, she's actually terrified of being alone. She blames this on the fact that, as she's part wolf, she's part pack animal, and needs a family around her. She may pretend not to care about the others in the least bit, but she couldn't stand it when she was utterly alone and she has no intention of letting that happen again.
â˜Ē Letting the Pack down → The pack is her family. They gave her a home when she had none. They took her in. In some ways, she is bitter towards them, but in most, she is grateful, and would die for them if asked. Should she let them down, it would kill her.
â˜Ē Being unlovable → Tiger is not afraid of love. She's not afraid to love, because there are people in the world she does love, even if they don't know it. What she's afraid of, about love, is that she's unlovable. She's afraid that no one will ever love her back as hard as she loves them. She's afraid she's too difficult to be loved, too stubborn and hard to love.
â˜Ē Thunderstorms → Tiger tries to keep this a secret, but she is terrified of storms. Not so badly she can't function, but bad enough that it shakes her.




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| Personality |
"You don't know me, and you never will. Trust me." It is impossible to know the real Tigerlily. She is an actress. She puts on a play for everyone around her, pretending to be one person when she's really another, keeping that other person locked up inside her, refusing to let her out. She's a sheer mystery, because, as soon as you start to form an opinion about her, she changes, utterly confusing you. The only concrete thing about her is that there's always something she's not telling you.

Tiger is mysterious, and she likes to keep it that way. She likes to let everyone think thy can pin her down and know exactly who she is, when, in reality, they know nothing. She's that girl in the back of the room. The one who's always looked over until someone needs her. She lives in the shadows and prefers to keep it that way, in order to keep herself from growing attached to people. Should you notice her in a crowd of people, Ty is what you would describe as unapproachable. She may be small, but she practically radiates attitude and hostility. Looking at her, you know she's not the kind of girl who, upon being approached will smile and say hi. She's the type to raise her eyebrows and ask you exactly why the fuck you're talking to her.

In the pack, Tiger is the girl others tend to leave alone. She's their beta, so they respect her, but she's not the one they come to when they just feel like hanging out or having a casual conversation, and they especially don't bring their feelings to her. The others love her. They like teasing her when she walks into the room, or having a cigarette with her, but typically, they steer clear of her. The only time she's approached is if she's needed. Because she's the go-to girl when there's trouble. She's the one they run to when there's an attack. She's the one they send on dangerous missions. She's the one they have doing their dirty work. She's the killer, the thief, and the protector. Why?

Because she's positively lethal, and she's not afraid to do what others will not. She'll take on even the most impossible of tasks fearlessly. Some call her reckless and stupid, other's say she's brilliant, but all agree that she's incredibly skilled and, if there's a job that the pack can't do, they ask her. If she turns it down, that means it truly is impossible. She's silent, quick, and precise. She stays in the shadows, and works swiftly and efficiently. She's killed more vampires than even her Alphas.

So why is she not the alpha? She's deadly, and has the courage to do things even they will not. But she cannot lead. She's too hostile. The Pack thinks she's a great fighter, and they respect her for all the things she can do on the battlefield, but one on one, she's a little more than just "rough around the edges". She's not a people person, and makes it a point to shove people away. It's part of her act, pushing people away.

She wants people to think she's nothing more than a killer. She wants them to think she's coldblooded and heartless. So that is how she appears to everyone around her. She comes across as sarcastic, bitchy, and often times, just downright cruel. She's got a quick, sharp wit, and can stab you in the heart with nothing more than words, for words are a lethal weapon of hers. She's got quite the silvertongue, able to make you believe anything she wishes, for she's an expert at spinning words. She can play any part, and that is what she does every day of her life. She plays the part of the cold, hard, badass, always keeping people at arms length, even those in the pack she cares about.

People have often called her absolutely insane, but this is precisely what she wants. She wants people to think she's nuts for her bravery and recklessness. That she's an asshole for the things she says and does. She doesn't care if others hate her. She wants them to hate her. She wants them to know as little about the real her as possible.

Because the real Tigerlily is fragile. Under all the bravado and mystery, Tiger actually does have a heart. You can see this in rare moments when she's gentle with a child. You can see this in the way she's fiercely loyal to her pack, and throws herself into making them proud. She cares about things and people around her, she just doesn't like to show it. She loves deeply. So deeply that, when she gets hurt, it's absolutely devastating. So she locks this part of her up and pushes poeple away, not wanting them to know that she's actually very sensitive. That cruel words can effect her, that she hates being looked over, that she craves attention and love, and that she loves strongly.

Inside, she wants someone to push back and break down her walls, despite the fact that it's frightening as hell, she wants someone to love her enough that they don't give up on her. Because that's what she hates about people. They don't try. They just give up when things get hard.




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| History |
"Hey, fuck off." Tigerlily was born in Arizona, out in the desert. Her original pack was small, pretty much nothing compared to the New York City Pack, but her parents were the alphas.

As a child, she had a rough life. Her father was an asshole, her mother was weak. She'd beg her mother over and over again to leave her father, but she wouldn't. She was afraid to leave the pack, because there's nothing worse to a werewolf than being a loner. A wandering soul without a pack. So she stayed, putting up with her father's abuse for the sake of belonging somewhere.

But Ty wouldn't put up with it. She ran away often, almost never home. Her father tracked her down sometimes, but a lot of the time, he just let her go. Her older brothers and sisters were his pride and joy. She was the rebellious one. The problem child. The only one who wouldn't put up with his shit. The others in the pack saw her tendency to run off as strange. It was unnatural for a werewolf to not want to be with his or her pack, and it was seen as a betrayal. As a sign that she didn't love them. So she became the pariah. The outsider in her own family.

When she became old enough to fight her father back, she did. Fiercely and often. Others in the pack were afraid that, some day, she might kill her father and take over the pack. She was the outcast. What would they do if she became Alpha? Her mother died when she was sixteen. Killed by her father, she was drowned, while Tiger and her siblings watched, in the tub, their father in a drunken rage.

This event caused Tiger to hate, not only her father, but her siblings as well, for they sat by and did nothing while Ty fought him. For fighting him, their father nearly killed her, and it took her a long time to recover.

When she finally did, she went right back to running away and fighting with her father while her siblings got all the glory. They were bigger than her and stronger. To her father, they'd make better fighters and better alphas. She was small. A problem.

When she was seventeen, she found out why her parents resented her so much. She wasn't really her father's child. Her mother had had an affair years back, and she was the result of this affair. So both her mother and her father had hated her. Because she was nothing more than a mistake. This was the final straw. She killed her father and took the pack as her own.

Only they didn't want her. Nobody ever had. So her siblings ran her out, and she went on the streets. She became what all werewolves fear most. A loner. A wanderer. She drifted about, looking for a home, but not a single pack would take her. She wasn't their blood, and she was too small to be particularly useful. So she was utterly alone.

For twenty years she wandered alone, and she was getting used to it. She'd become accustomed to loneliness, until she showed up in New York. The local pack didn't like that their was a loner in their territory, so they sought her out, intending to kill her. But, instead, the alpha took her in.

At first, she wasn't used to it. She wasn't sure she could be a pack member again, and, as the only non-blood member, she was immediately placed in the lowest rank. She may be the alpha's adopted daughter, but the word adopted kept her from being anything more than an outsider. As such, she went back to her routine of running away often. Everytime she ran though, she came back, and the relief in the eyes of her new family was what finally changed her mind and caused her to stop running. She'd never seen that before. She may not be high-ranking, but it didn't matter to them. She was wanted and cared about just as much as her two brothers and sister, who were the Alpha's children.

Tiger lived and fought for them. Her two brothers died to vampires, as did her father, the Alpha. As such, her sister took over the rank of Alpha, and gave Tiger the rank of Beta. Many in the pack were shocked by this choice, but they soon came around. Because there was no dispute about the fact that, of them all, Ty was the strongest fighter. Her sister was an excellent leader, the likable one with the heart and all the inspiring words, while Ty was the perfect one to live in her shadow. The one with the willingness to kill and a loyalty like none other.

This pack became more to her than just her home. It became everything she had. She even fell for one of it's members. He was her partner in nearly all things, for he was almost as reckless and wild as her. Before she'd sworn to work alone, she'd worked with him. He was strong while she was fast. They made the perfect fighting pair, and he knew her better than anyone.

And then he fell in love with her sister and it crushed her. She pulled away from him as him and her sister became mates and he became the Alpha. After that, she worked utterly alone, and she became significantly more and more bitter and hostile until, eventually, no one could approach her unless they were asking her to kill someone for them.

And then, one night, Tiger was out hunting down a vampire that had killed a pack member, when her pack was destroyed. She returned from her hunt that night to find bodies everywhere. She was forced to pick through the wreckage, counting and naming the bodies that could be identified to find out if there were any survivors. There was a shortage of bodies, but there were no clear signs that anyone was left living. And there was no indication of what had happened, but she assumed instantly that it was the vampires.

In rage, she rushed over to where she knew the coven resided, only to find a similar scene, utterly shocking her. Something had wiped out two forces, both so powerful they'd been feuding for centuries unable to destroy each other, in a single night. And she was left utterly alone. Again.




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Rihannon
Fleetwood Mac
Rhiannon rings like a bell through the night
and wouldn't you love to love her?
Takes to the sky like a bird in flight
and who will be her lover?
All your life you've never seen
woman, taken by the wind
Would you stay if she promised you heaven?
Will you ever win?
She is like a cat in the dark
and then she is the darkness
she rules her life like a fine skylark
and when the sky is starless
All your life you've never seen
woman taken by the wind
Would you stay if she promised you heaven?
will you ever win?
Will you ever win?
Rhiannon X4
She rings like a bell through the night
and wouldn't you love to love her?
She rules her life like a bird in flight
and who will be her lover?
All your life you've never seen
woman taken by the wind
Would you stay if she promised you heaven?
will you ever win?
Will you ever win?
Rhiannon X3
Oooooh
Taken by
Taken by the sky X3
Dreams unwind
Love's a state of mind
Dreams unwind
Love's a state of mind
Eyes on Fire
Blue Foundation
I'll seek you out
Flay you alive
One more word and you won't survive
And I'm not scared
Of your stolen power
I see right through you any hour

I won't soothe your pain
I won't ease your strain
You'll be waiting in vain
I got nothing for you to gain

I'm taking it slow
Feeding my flame
Shuffling the cards of your game
And just in time
In the right place
Suddenly I will play my ace

I won't soothe your pain
I won't ease your strain
You'll be waiting in vain
I got nothing for you to gain

Eyes on fire
Your spine is ablaze
Felling any foe with my gaze
And just in time
In the right place
Steadily emerging with grace

Ahh, felling any foe with my gaze
Ahh, steadily emerging with grace
Ahh, felling any foe with my gaze
Ahh, steadily emerging with grace


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After hours of picking through the wreckage of what was once her home, Tiger sighed deeply and sat on the stairs that lead down from the store above into the werewolve's headquarters and looked over the large circular shaped room, trying to ignore the stench of blood on the air, or the way bodies lay everywhere, some so mangled, it was impossible to identify them. She'd been out that night. Hunting. Tracking down a vampire that had killed a friend of her sisters, trying to right the wrong he'd done by taking his life in return for her pack member's.

And she had. She'd succeeded. Only to return home and find this. She'd slipped into the little clothing store the pack pretended to run, shifted into her human form, getting dressed, and then went to the back of the store, opened the door to the basement and their living quarters, and that's when it had hit her. The smell of blood wafted up from the room like nothing else, so strong she knew it was more than one dead. She'd stood there for a long time. In utter shock, her mind unable to comprehend what she knew she'd find down those stairs.

They couldn't be dead. They just couldn't. Not all of them. They were her family. Her pack. If they'd all been killed, wouldn't she have felt it? Wouldn't she be able to feel her connection with them sever? Probably not, but she was so close to them, it certainly felt like she should have.

When she'd finally managed to make her feet move, she'd made her way down the stairs, following the long blood streak on the wall into the depths of the building to find that she was right. They were all dead. Every last one. The main room, a large circular room with a maze of doors and halls branching off it, was littered with body after body. Blood was everywhere. On the furniture, on the floors, on the walls, as she walked through the rooms, it was on the mirrors, on the bedsheets, it appeared that not a single surface was spared of it's crimson stain.

These were the people she loved. The people who'd taken her in when she'd had no one. She would have fallen to her knees and sobbed right there, except her heart was still in shock. She couldn't seem to understand yet. Seeing so many dead had her running in survival mode, rather than sorrow mode. She was forced to pick over every body and count and identify them, so she could see if there were any survivors. Some of the bodies were so badly mangled, they couldn't be identified, but she still counted them.

When she finally finished, there was a shortage of bodies. Which gave her hope that some had gotten away from the massacre, but the fact that she couldn't identify some of the bodies meant that it was impossible to tell who might still be alive. And they might not even be alive. They might be held prisoner. She'd have been able to tell apart the members of her pack alone, had there not been so may dead. There was too much blood in the air for her to properly identify by scent. It followed her everywhere she went, threatening to close her throat with tears.

Everything inside Tiger hurt as she sat there on those steps and the realization that she was suddenly, utterly alone sunk in at last. The reality of the situation was finally settling upon her, and a hundred thousand emotions were flooding her at once. Guilt, sorrow, mourning, anger. Anger. Tiger held onto that one. She forced herself to swallow down the others for now and allowed them to feed her anger. Because otherwise, she feared, she'd cry. Something she hadn't done in ages.

She was angry. Angry at whoever had done this, as well at herself for not being there, but, for the time being, Ty directed her anger at whoever had slaughtered her family. Who was it? She thought for a while, but the only thing she could come up with was the vampires. She was reluctant to lay the blame on them, because their two sides had been feuding for centuries, and yet they were bot equally matched. This sort of destruction shouldn't be possible for either side.

And yet it was there. In front of her.

It was the only thing that made sense, and, at this point, her anger was so high, she leaped to her feet and flew swiftly up the stairs, through the store, and into the street, emerging from the store's entrance as a small, sleek black wolf, white-tipped tail swaying dangerously, ears laying flat against her head as she slipped into the shadows and took off towards the vampire coven at top speed, not caring if the place was full. She'd take down as many as she could and then die. With the rest of her pack.

The closer she got, the stronger the smell got. Blood. Again. Was her scared mind just remembering that coppery smell and using it to fuel her anger? Or was it really there. By the time Tiger finally slipped through the back door to the vampire's home, she found that it was, in fact, real. Before her, was a similar sight to that which she'd just left.

Bodies and blood. Everywhere. Tiger slipped into the shadows near the walls as she made her way through the house, looking for someone alive, whom she could take her anger out, but there was no one. Everyone was dead. It was utterly confusing, and Tiger slipped into the room of a female vampire and changed back into her human form, quickly slipping on some of the woman's clothes, thankful that, whoever she'd been, she preferred black.

What had happened here? How had her race, and the vampires both been obliterated in one night? Who could have done it? Who was strong enough to do it? A pack or coven from out of town maybe? Tiger's mind spun in circles as she started to make her way through the eerily silent building again, the only sound, the sound of her feet against the floor as she looked for clues as to what had happened and who had done it.

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He had been alive for hundreds of years. Each decade a new change. From Horses to Cars, Ink to Print, Mozart to Lil Wayne. Until now, nothing would ever be the same for Michael Variette.

Michael looked through the glass window waiting for his minions return. He had sent them out to make peace with the wolves and resolve the conflict. Something was highly strange, had it taken them that long to finish the deed and return with the awaited great news ? Or had their been a bloodshed of violence and no peace ? Michael left his loft and exited the building going to the location he had sent them out to find.

As he had been walking towards the house he smelled blood. His eyes turned dark yellow and his veins sprouted out as his fangs were ready to extend. But as he got closer he retracted and recognized the blood.

It was the blood of his most trusted and powerful minions. He opened the front door and walked around, looking at the horror of the blood on all the walls. It was a horrific scene, blood on all of walls. He walked towards the stairs and looked upstairs. It was the scent of blood running. Perhaps a hearbeat ? it was beating rapidly as Michael walked towards the door to see the young girl..Her.

She was amazingly stunning. He believed so, but he walked towards her and sprouted his fangs. "What are you doing here mut?" He crouched down and was ready to pounce awaiting her next move.

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Ty was so distracted by the smell of blood and the awful sights of carnage before her, she didn't realize there was someone else in the house with her. Someone living. Had she not been so distressed, and had the air not been thick with the blood of the dead, she'd have noticed him instantly, and recognized him as well, for his scent was unmistakable.

But she was too busy picking over bodies for clues as to who'd slaughtered both races to notice. Not until he was just behind her. She spun quickly, and he was already crouched, glaring at her. "What are you doing here mut?" He asked and she glanced around her, knowing what it had to look like to him. That her and the werewolves had destroyed his coven, and she was a straggler.

Tiger took a step back, putting space between them. She knew who he was. He was their King. You couldn't have an ongoing feud with the vampires without knowing their leader. He was bound to be strong. All vampires were, but as the King, he was most likely the strongest. Which was dangerous to her. She had speed and stamina, but little strength. If he managed to get ahold of her, she wouldn't be able to slip his grip.

It couldn't have been him who'd killed her pack. Especially not if he hadn't even been aware his own coven was dead. But she didn't care. She hated the vampires, and she needed someone to take her anger out on. The only other alternative was crying. And she wasn't going to let that happen. Tiger let a smirk come to her lips as she took another step back, contemplating on whether or not she should shift. "Fuck off, mosquito." She spat with a laugh, not wanting to tell him, just yet, that her pack had been destroyed.

If he wanted to fight, it was better if he thought he was at the disadvantage because he no longer had a coven, while she had a pack.

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As Michael crouched, she took a step back. She quickly smirked and spat laughing."Fuck off, mosquito."Michael smiled at the girls joke, smirking with confidene. "Oh..I thought little doggies were meant to stay in the pound..with all the other leaches to fest with."

He looked down at the body infront of him and kicked it away with his foot, as the body hit the wall. "Oh..I believe that was my favorite second in command..may he rest in peace." Michael laughed. His claws grew sharp as he started to walk around looking at the walls, scratching off the paint. "So..I believe it was you who did this little party of bodies ? I'm stunned..you don't look like much of a fight."

He fixed his shirt and picked up a body from one her pack he so believed. He sunk his teeth upon the side of the neck, as the blood rolled down his lips,dripping as the body dropped unto the floor. He stood tall whipping the blood from his lips with his arm.

"You know..I never found dog blood so exciting until now, the taste is so different, so unique from that of humans. But the thing is, as you might already know. Blood is much better when the host is alive..and beautiful." He smiled but quickly faded it away as he walked towards her.

He landed a strike towards her, hoping it would land perfectly.

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"Oh..I thought little doggies were meant to stay in the pound..with all the other leaches to fest with." He smirked back at her, causing her fists to clench at her sides. She watched as he kicked a body away casually, like it hadn't been someone he cared about not too long ago. "Oh..I believe that was my favorite second in command..may he rest in peace." He laughed as he walked around, scratching paint from the walls, and she didn't relax, she stayed on alert, waiting for him to make a move, able to tell he was agitated, even through his casual demeanor. "So..I believe it was you who did this little party of bodies ? I'm stunned..you don't look like much of a fight." Tiger smirked at that because she was constantly being underestimated. If he was planning on fighting her, which she was willing to bet he was, he would be in for a surprise.

Tiger watched as he fed from the body of a dead werewolf, making her jaw clench tightly in anger before he dropped the body again and wiped his mouth clean. "You know..I never found dog blood so exciting until now, the taste is so different, so unique from that of humans. But the thing is, as you might already know. Blood is much better when the host is alive..and beautiful." Ty watched as his smile slipped from his lips and she took that at her signal. He moved towards her quickly, and threw a blow.

But she'd seen it coming, and she was faster. She smirked as she ducked quickly, his blow gliding right over her head as she rolled out of the way and shifted mid-roll into her wolf form. She came back to a standing position on all four paws, but didn't stay there long. She didn't want to give him a chance to defend himself or realize what she was doing, so she didn't hesitate, merely lunged forward, knocking him the ground and pinning him, snarling down at him with a smirk. I'm flattered that you think I could have done all this. She growled telepathically to him. As a wolf, she couldn't speak like a human, so she had to send messages through the mind. And even though I'd like to take credit, I can't. Someone else killed your worthless coven. She sent a cold laughter skittering through his mind. And I may not look like much of a fight, but keep that in mind as I kill you.

Tiger's ear twitched as she made a lunge for his throat, intending to tear it out and be done with him.

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As the girl turned into a large wolf and knocked Michael onto the ground, He laid still as the wolf told him telepathically. "I'm flattered that you think I could have done all this. And even though I'd like to take credit, I can't. Someone else killed your worthless coven. She sent a cold laughter skittering through his mind. And I may not look like much of a fight, but keep that in mind as I kill you." He smiled at the wolf. "Well,well,well..the big bad wolf speaks..what about the ears of course ?

I once knew the leader of your kind..he showed me all of your secrets..with the ears..and how the weaknesses do apply." He grabbed her by the ears and threw her off, standing back up straight. "Well..i'm impressed, I haven't seen such a wolf in a while..oh by the way..do you need a spare change of clothes after your shift ? I would love to see the naked wonders of such a wolf but..eh ill wait till you rip me to pieces first."

He laughed and whipped dust from the front of his shirt. "You really thought you would kill me right ? i'm the vampire king of New York. I'm practically the leader of my...of my.He sat down and sulked in. A small tear rolled down from his cheeks as he looked at the wolf girl and growled."If I find out that you did this..you better believe there's gonna be hell to pay."

Michael was now alone..and there was no title of being a ruler if there's nothing to rule.

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"Well,well,well..the big bad wolf speaks..what about the ears of course? I once knew the leader of your kind..he showed me all of your secrets..with the ears..and how the weaknesses do apply." He said as he grabbed her by the ears and threw her to the side. She swallowed a pained whimper as she slid across the floor, but quickly caught herself, leaping back to her paws, head low as she snarled at him and slunk forward, shoulders rotating, ready to spring again. "Well.. I'm impressed, I haven't seen such a wolf in a while..oh by the way..do you need a spare change of clothes after your shift ? I would love to see the naked wonders of such a wolf but..eh ill wait till you rip me to pieces first." He said, causing her to flip he eyes back up to his, though her body didn't relax, she remained tense, ready to leap as she watched him, a growl low in her throat.

"You really thought you would kill me right ? i'm the vampire king of New York. I'm practically the leader of my...of my." She was shocked when he sat, and watched as it seemed to really hit him what had happened, as a tear fell from his eye and his eyes flicked to hers, growling, causing her to growl back. "If I find out that you did this..you better believe there's gonna be hell to pay." He said.

She was actually rather shocked the fight had ended so quickly. Tiger didn't say anything else, she pulled out of her fighting stance and whirled around, slipping into one of the bedrooms as she'd done before and heading for the closet. She shifted and dressed before coming back out into the hall where he was sitting, looking down at him. She wasn't fully relaxed yet. He was a vampire. He could still try to kill her again. She didn't trust him. Not even a little.

But he was in the same position she was. "As much as I wish I had, I didn't kill your coven of monsters." She said, leaning on the wall, appearing casual, though she was really alert, waiting for him to make another strike. "My pack was destroyed too. Something else did this."

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He looked up at her in amazement, still surprised that she was not attacking him."As much as I wish I had, I didn't kill your coven of monsters.""Coven of monsters ? If I so do remember your kind are the rabid animals...at least my kind could have a fair dinner with the president." He laughed holding onto his other hand."My pack was destroyed too. Something else did this."He laughed and walked over to the wolf girl, waiting for her moment to strike him and likewise, tear his throat out.

"Your pack ? You can't be an alpha of course..I mean your beautiful but seriously ? I expected a bit more of a challenge, and possibly a bit stronger." He observed the objects in the room and leaned down on one of the wolves, sniffing repeatedly. "The scent leaves no sign of vampire or werewolf alike. But, the marks were made to look like one of your kind planned it out. I wonder."

He stood back up and walked towards a candle picking it up. "We must burn the bodies and leave the evidence of our kind..but something tells me if we do that..they will know we are alive..And that dear wolf girl, is exactly what we want.

He poured the candle liquid on the dead vampire as the fire engulfed the bodies swiftly. He walked over to the girl and grunted. "I'm Michael..I would shake your hand but first I must know if you are willing to help me hunt them down..They were hunters." Michael started to walk down the stairs feeling refreshed, and bloodthirsty.

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Tiger stiffened some when he walked over near her, but kept her eyes on him, and didn't attack, just watched. "Your pack ? You can't be an alpha of course..I mean your beautiful but seriously? I expected a bit more of a challenge, and possibly a bit stronger." He said and she was about to slap him across the face when he moved away from her some, looking like he was smelling the air. "The scent leaves no sign of vampire or werewolf alike. But, the marks were made to look like one of your kind planned it out. I wonder." He spoke, thinking out loud and Ty kept her eyes on him as she too smelled the air to find he was right. The air was thick with the smell of death, but also of something else. Something that was neither werewolf, nor vampire, and that made absolutely no sense.

She watched as he picked up a candle. "We must burn the bodies and leave the evidence of our kind..but something tells me if we do that..they will know we are alive..And that dear wolf girl, is exactly what we want." She sighed as he dropped the burning candle and the bodies quickly started to burn, causing the air to fill with the sickening scent of death. Burning death.

"I'm Michael..I would shake your hand but first I must know if you are willing to help me hunt them down..They were hunters." Ty watched as he headed down the stairs, giving one more glance at the burning bodies before following him, not only not wanting to let him out of her sigh, but also eager to get away from that smell.

He wanted to work with her? That shocked her. Vampires and werewolves couldn't get along for the life of them. It was bound to be a disaster. She was practically raised to hate vampires. It was in her bloodstream. She wanted to walk off and leave him. Tell him he was insane, but she wasn't sure she could. If the hunters were strong enough to, not only wipe out her pack, but his coven, she'd be dead in a week if she was alone. And, if she was being honest with herself, she didn't want to be alone. Not again.

"I'm Tigerlily." She finally said. "Tiger for short." She sighed and ran her fingers through her hair. "You're right, I wasn't the alpha of my pack. I was the beta." She shrugged and smirked. "Apparently, if you want to be alpha, people have to like you." She rolled her eyes. "My sister and her mate were the alphas, and pretty much never did shit. If they needed something done, they sent me." It hurt to speak in the past tense. She hadn't seen her sister or her mate's bodies in the wreckage, but that didn't mean they were alive or safe.

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"I'm Tigerlily. Tiger for short." He smiled. "Oh your a tiger I see, fits your wolfy style." He looked at her with pain and sighed."Apparently, if you want to be alpha, people have to like you." Well you fit the description of that..I mean your stunningly beautiful even with your kicking attitude..I find it entertaining."

"My sister and her mate were the alphas, and pretty much never did shit. If they needed something done, they sent me." He nodded in approval. "Well this is both good news and bad news. Now without your pack your an omega, so you've been weakened as of now. I can't just let you go back there..after the fire burns this whole place down they will know we are still alive. So, you may stay at my place for as long as you want."

He left the house as the fire started to burn down. "Hey as much as I hate the dogs around here, it's in no good form for you to stay this way. You need to start turning the humans here, and become the new alpha. We might have a greater chance of finding the odds here and there."

He looked down, hitting a stick in the mud.

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"Well this is both good news and bad news. Now without your pack you're an omega, so you've been weakened as of now. I can't just let you go back there..after the fire burns this whole place down they will know we are still alive. So, you may stay at my place for as long as you want." Tiger sighed because he was right. The hunters would know that there had been survivors. If they went their separate ways, they're both end up dead.

These hunters were clearly strong, for they'd taken down both sides in a single night, and managed to stay under the radar for god only knew how long. For all she knew, the hunters had been killing the vampires and the werewolves for ages, right under their noses, without being detected.

He left the house and she followed him. "Hey as much as I hate the dogs around here, it's in no good form for you to stay this way. You need to start turning the humans here, and become the new alpha. We might have a greater chance of finding the odds here and there." Tiger raised her eyebrows and sighed as she watched him.

"I'm not a vampire." She said simply. "Us werewolves actually value human life." She shrugged. "To turn a human would be to take away their mortality." She shook her head. "I'm not going to do that to them. If you want to work together to destroy these hunters, we do it alone." She smirked, knowing he'd probably call her insane. These hunters were clearly stronger than both his coven and her pack, but that was what made Ty the beta. she took on the tasks everyone else thought were impossible.

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As they were walking towards Michael's loft, Tiger replied."I'm not a vampire." It was highly obvious she was not of Michael's kind, but of course he would hear her out for whatever she had to say, for she and him had just witnessed a massacre of a pack and a coven, by human forces. To Michael, this was simply impossible."Us werewolves actually value human life."

He laughed. "Would you look at that ? it's a wolf with a heart of gold. You turn into a giant wolf that could kill a regular wolf in a second and you say you value human life ? whats the point of human life if your not human ?" He smirked and kept walking, almost tripping over a broken branch that had fallen from the burned tree.

"To turn a human would be to take away their mortality. I'm not going to do that to them. If you want to work together to destroy these hunters, we do it alone.""And so, I would compel them to believe they want to be one..but nonetheless. If you want us to take them on no worries. Just let them kill us and be off with our heads that simple..we need a plan and a good one if were gonna do this."

As soon as they reached his loft he opened the front door and guided her to his guest room. "This should be perfect for you as the time ensues. The hot water lasts forever, oh and just remember. Your safe here among me, I can protect you Lily."

And so, he left the room walking towards his bedroom.