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Meredith Lagrange

WIP, Rough CS

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a character in “Cherry Blossom War”, as played by Lostsoulsbleed


Meredith Seraphina Lagrange




Salutary Wolf

Owns an Apothecary. Herbalist and Doctor


Meredith was born with beautiful platinum blonde hair, just like her mother's. She is grey-eyed and she has strong features. Meredith's form is made up of toned muscles and slight curves, showing off the grace and form of a dancer. Through her older brother Meredith gained a love of tattoos and is covered in them.
Very confident of her appearance Meredith wears clothing that range from comfortable to racy depending on her mood.


{Caring, Energetic, Impulsive, Strong-Minded, Free-spirited}
Meredith is a very honest, up beat person. She is quick in decision making and also quick to act. While she has a tendency to speak before she thinks she is not the type to hurt someone's feelings on purpose. Since the death of her mother she has been slightly more withdrawn, sometimes going through fits of depression, for the most part she is still just as lively and social as she was before.

Meredith grew up relatively normal for a werewolf. She was born into the pack and her mother was the salutary wolf. At a young age Meredith took interest in her mother's work and her mother taught her everything she knew as she grew older. Despite this with two older brothers Meredith was also quite rambunctious. She very much so looked up to her brothers who taught her how to fight and play sports, were overprotective of her during high school and teased her endlessly. On her 16th birthday she changed for the first time, as everyone else in her family had, and officially joined the pack. Once she turned 18 she enrolled in the community college and went for four years, furthering her knowledge and understanding of medicine. Afterwards she was supposed to go to medical school but her mother died from a vampire bite. Devastated Meredith ended up staying to take over her mother's position in the pack and to run the family Apothecary in town.
Until recently Meredith had taken solace in her pack mates and family but now with the separated packs it has put a strain on those relationships. While she and her younger older brother James chose to side with the second pack Damien, the oldest of the three siblings, chose to side with the first.

So begins...

Meredith Lagrange's Story

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Julia Sinclair, also known as Jewls in her work place. being the towns most famous stripper wasn't something most girls, if any, would consider and accomplishment but Julia did. She didn't care what people thought of her profession or what people said about her attitude about her profession. she loved what she did, arousing men the way their wives or girlfriends couldn't it was amusing to her how human men were when it came to things like that. While dancing she caught sight of a very pretty girl who she planned on making her dinner.

after her shift was over she stayed behind watching the girl. She ordered a few drinks as she watched the girl interact with other at the bar. Juli had to admit she would be attracted to the poor girl if she hadn't already planned on feeding from her. Sad really she thought as she finished her second drink. Waiting for this girl to leave the club was kind of boring. She had to sit there watching the girl talk to other people and also watch her colleagues dance on stage, they weren't terrible but they were bad. they were trying to hard to be sexy while Julia didn't have to. She had enough confidence to know she was the hottest thing in the room no matter what people said.

Finally the girl was heading out the bar, hopefully heading home. Juli finished her last drink and followed her from a distance. She followed her down the street, stalking her like she had been taught all those years ago. Just as she was ready to make her move on the girl she sensed something that she was sure was going to ruin her night, werewolves.


Lillian had gathered a few wolves to help her scout the town for vampires. It wasn't hard to sense a vampire in a town full of humans however tonight they weren't having much luck. She had split the four of them into two teams, one was sent to the west side of town while she and Serena scouted out the east. The streets were deserted, it being a Friday night most people went to bars or college parties which was perfect targets for vampires. No one ever paid attention at parties, just a bunch of drunks dancing and drinking while some poor kid was getting feed on by a blood-sucker.

Lillian grunted seeing a drunk couple wobbling down the street past them. She never understood humans habits of drinking, they just woke up with a blistering headache the next morning or drank until they puked. Lilly didn't like feeling sick for any reason so to voluntarily drink so much that you feel sick sounded ridiculous to her. "Anything yet?" She asked Serena checking if she'd sensed anything yet. She probably hadn't but it was better to ask than assume.

Being the Alpha wasn't an easy job for anyone but especially Lillian. Even after earning the title she found herself continuously having to prove herself to everyone. Weather it be other Alphas or her pack members, it was much more annoying when her own pack members did it to her. She was always forced to injure them in someway to get it through their heads that she meant business and wouldn't take their crap.

Taking a deep breath, getting ready to call this scouting off she got wind of what they had been looking for. "You smell that?" She whispered to Serena, nudging her in the arm. She scanned the streets searching for where the sent was coming from.


It was late but Vivian was the type who like to practice her magic after most had went to bed for the night, plus it was safer that way. She was still learning about her abilities there were still things she didn't know how to do or make. Just recently she discovered she was able to extract vampire venom from a werewolf, but it wasn't like she would be able to practice that any time soon. She also found out that there was an herb that would help her keep her energy up while healing with her chants. Normally she had to ask Sienna,though she was usually reluctant, to help her when she practiced her chants since chanting took more of her energy but with this herb she would have to. The downside to this find was that the herb was rare and not even found in Cherry Blossom anywhere.

Vivian sighed as she looked through her book of herbs. There was still so much she didn't know and she hated it. She thought that by now she would know at least most of what healers should know but she didn't even know half. It frustrated her that she felt like she was far behind, she partly blamed her father. He should have embraced who she was and allowed her to at least read her mothers books. Instead he burned them and forbid her from even mentioning magic to him.

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Character Portrait: Lillian Smith Character Portrait: Vivian Greenwood Character Portrait: Connor Chulainn Character Portrait: Atlas Anderson Character Portrait: Julia Sinclair Character Portrait: Levi Winters Character Portrait: Meredith Lagrange Character Portrait: Serena Roberge Character Portrait: Olivar Furen
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He stood leaning against a burnt out street lamp, one hand resting in the pocket of his coat, he is seemingly relaxed as he watches a steady stream of people come and go from the bar, looking to any who see him as nothing more than a man stepping out for a smoke and indecisive of whether to light the coffin nail or not, swinging his watch out of his pocket by the chain it snaps into his palm, springing open at his touch seeing the time he breathes explosively from his nose as if the time piece had personally offended him. He hated waiting, even if he was excellent at it, he hated it, his eyes track over every person leaving the bar, lingering for a moment on a particularly attractive girl leaving, and then an instant later his nostrils flare as a familiar scent drifts his way, and his distinct amber colored eyes track over the form of a woman exiting the establishment, stalking the one he'd noticed moments before, blond, good looking, moves like sex and death had a baby, blood sucking skank barbie.

An instant after seeing her the watch is stowed away in a pocket and his hand is toggling a switch at his throat, static sparks in his ear from the mic.

"Beta actual, this is Alpha actual, move into position and hold, I think I have one."

Connor had ordered a small contingent of wolves to hunt with him, they were to circle seeking out the blood suckers and wait for his command, some would be in human form, mingling with the humans, others as wolves, running the circuit of the town, they he would have to call through a set of whistles, or in his own wolf form by howling since they wouldn't be able to make use of the mic in their wolf forms, but the system was as good as he could make it at present.

Moving his hand away from the mic switch he growls softly, the sound rumbling up form deep in his chest. His voice deeper than normal, and coming out half growled in irritation, as he glances up at the moon.

"I hate hunting at night," better to burn the damned leeches out of the holes during the daytime, all the better to make them feel as hopeless as those they prey upon.

Moving non chalantly away from the lamp post he flicks the still fresh cigarette into the street, seemingly heading home he crosses the street staying well back, eyes trained on the women in front of him, undead leech or not, she was something to look at. It was almost too bad he was going to have to tear hear heart out and set her body aflame. Almost.

Now if he could get through a hunt without being interrupted he'd be happy, well, smiling wryly, happy enough at least.

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As Meredith paced in her shop she let out a sharp sigh. She had smelt the vampires just as much as everyone else but with the pack split in half Meredith had strongly advised Connor not to go hunting tonight. Of course, Connor didn’t listen,"I'll take that under consideration" he'd said as he patted her head. Meredith let out a growl in irritation at the memory. He had gathered the pack, including her older brother David, and left. Sick of pacing Meredith let out another low growl and flipped the sign on her shop door from closed to open. Though her shop wasn’t on the main street it also wasn’t on the very edge of town, rather being about half-way down a side road coming off of Main Street, making it not uncommon for her to get customers at night. With the shop open Meredith went about sorting and organizing the jars and bags that contained herbs and remedies, the familiar action calming her nerves.

Once she had done an initial sweep of the store Meredith grabbed a box of matches she kept behind the counter and exited the building, walking down the path to light the two oil-burning lamp posts that stood on either side of the pathway where it connected to the eight car parking lot. Striking a match Meredith stood on her tiptoes, stretching her arms up to light the first lamp post and then did the same to the second. Putting the two matches into a small compartment at the bottom of one of the lamps Meredith turned and headed back up the path towards the shop to light the two lamps on either side of the door.

Halfway to the shop Meredith stopped to admire the building before her. It had a strange air about it, or at least that was what she had always thought. With the cobblestone path, the ancient oak door, the oil-burning lamps and ivy climbing up the front it gave the modern building a fairytale-like feel. The shop had been there for generations, only recently having been renovated a few decades ago when her grandmother inherited it. The oak door and the lamps were the only parts of the building kept from the original, now framed by brick that was disrupted on either side by large windows, showing the contents of the shop to the outside world. Of course, with how long the pack was said to have lived here and protected the town her families Apothecary had probably been part of a quaint village before it was part of the current city.
At the thought of protecting the city Meredith shook her head and realized she had been standing outside for at least ten minutes staring at her own store front at night like an idiot. Rolling her eyes at herself a small smile graced her lips as she went to finish lighting the lamps.


As Serena walked down Main Street a step behind Lily she sighed and looked up from the envelope in her hand. "Anything yet?" The alphess asked, a question Serena didn't acknowledge with an answer.They'd been out for at least two hours and though the smell of vampires was strongly present in town they had been unable to actually corner one. Just as Serena was about to suggest they move on to a different part of town two scents hit her nose. The first was the overwhelming scent of death and old blood, shortly followed by the smell of Connor. "Beta actual, this is Alpha actual, move into position and hold, I think I have one."

While Serena fully supported Lillian's rank she heard Connor from where they were across the street, the vampire he had seen walking the opposite direction of them down the sidewalk. Though Serena didn't doubt she could take Connor and even his beta she knew that the rest of her and Lillian's patrol was scattered around town where as Connors seemed to be nearby. If something were to happen to Lily she'd never forgive herself. "You smell that?" Baring her teeth when she locked her eyes onto Connor's form she growled. "Yes I smell it but I'd prefer not to lose fur tonight fighting over a bloodsucker." With that she looked pointedly back at Connor to give her reason, hoping that Lillian would let the matter go. The split had been to recent and any fighting between the two packs now would destroy any hope of them reuniting.