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Full Name
Georgia Louise Annabelle Margaret Dawson
"My full name is Georgia Louise Annabelle Margaret Dawson. It's a bit of a mouthful, I know"

Nickname(s)
George, Georgie, Miss G, Shorty
"I don't know. A few. Normally it's Georgie, but I don't mind. My fave is Miss G 'cause it sounds classy, but most people just call me 'Shorty'...And I'm not short!"

Gender
Female
"D'uh! I'm a lady...and you'd better treat me like one too!"

Age
20 - Twenty
"Don't you know it's rude to ask a lady her age? Jokes! I'm twenty"

Pack
Wayland
"Wayland. And proud of it!"

Pack Role
Beta
"That's right. Second in command here, and don't you doubt it"

Appearance
Human ~ As a human, Georgie isn't that tall. She's only around 5'1 and has a petite, lithe and athletic form that is undeniably feminine and curvy - and she knows it. She can look pale in certain lights, but her skin has a subtle, warm glow to it that is almost a light tan, but not quite. Her hair is a light, lustrous copper has a gentle sheen to it, and falls down past her shoulders as careless as Georgia herself. Her eyes reflect that selfsame casual recklessness that she approaches life with. They're a bright cerulean, almost unnatural in their clarity and fearlessness. She's got both ears pierced, and normally just wears a pair of simple studs, and she's got this tattoo on her inner right wrist and this on her left shoulder.

Georgia loves to look good. When she's not busy on what she calls 'Pack Business', you'll often find her in a cute skirt and flattering top. Though she doesn't flaunt herself, she can be a little showy, especially when in one of her more playful moods, but when she's feeling more relaxed, you'll almost always find her in a pair of sweats and a hoody - always cute, of course. And when she is on 'Pack Business' she'll dress more practically, in comfortable shorts and a top. Georgia always wears a little make up, always natural, and never caked on. In general, she's a genuine, good looking girl that loves to dress up, but is certainly not afraid to get a little dirty.
"Selfie!"

Wolf ~ Georgia's wolf form has a soft tan coat, with a thick ruff. Mostly, her coat is a silky cream, with dashes of black and red along her back. Her eyes are the color of coal, shiny and intelligent. Her paws, like any wolf's, are large, and fall silently upon any terrain.
"Rawr! Joking! But my bite is much worse than my bark, and my bark is pretty bad"

Personality
With Georgia, what you see is normally what you get. She really isn't one to hide her feelings, and in fact, is rather obvious with them which often makes the people around her irritated. If she's happy, then her smile lights up the whole room. She'll become bright and bubbly, as well as spontaneous and energetic, and will be very forgiving and kind. However, she is one to get pretty irritable pretty quickly if she's hungry or tired, so it's important that she gets enough to eat. If she's sad, Georgie will be very quiet and introverted. She hates to feel weak, so will avoid crying in front of people as much as she can, but she does cry easily, whether that is because she is sad, or angry or frustrated.

Georgie wears her heart on her sleeve. She easily falls in love, but finds it hard to trust people as she is also quite insecure, so also loves to be complimented. A lot of her personality can often seem quite overwhelming, but this is really to hide her own insecurities. Some might say that she is an attention seeker, and overly flirty (and she can be very flirty), but she is also a genuinely sweet, innocent and kind person so it is easy to forgive her for being a little overzealous. Because she loves easily, Georgia is also fiercely protective of her friends and family, and wouldn't hesitate to die for her pack, though it may not seem like it. She is selfless, rather than selfish, and adores being around other people.
"Woo! Go Team Wayland! Yeah!"

Crush
Elliot Hartnet
"Well...if you must know, I do kind of think Eli is sort of fun. And pretty cute...But you can't tell anyone! And besides...I always fall in love with the wrong people"

Mate
None
"Nope...Why? Has someone said something to you?"

So begins...

Georgia Dawson's Story

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#2014-03-28 04:48:41, as written by Gentlemiss

Elliott Hartnet

Elliott loved being an Alpha, but sometimes it was a pain in the ass. Especially when being an Alpha entailed running perimeter at two in the morning to make sure that there was no humans or any other creature wandering near the mansion. It wouldn’t be the most ideal situation if one of the stupid townspeople stumbled onto a mansion full of sleeping Lycan, let me tell you. Such a thing had happened a long time ago, before the night time perimeter runs, and the Wayland pack still hadn’t heard the end of it. Though the incident had happened before even his father was born, the eldest Keeper’s continued to bring it up anytime a Wayland Alpha had something to say. Damn Keeper’s, they just had to live forever, or well, a really long time. Though it wasn’t fair that the Keeper’s got to keep themselves young with their magic while the Lycan protected and served them for a normal human life span, no one ever seemed to complain about it.

Elliott fell onto the first floor couch around five, not even taking off his jeans before promptly falling asleep shirtless, unable to make it up five flights of stairs to reach his room. He and Bristol had the floor below the top floor, occupied by the Keepers, and the attic. They had separate rooms obviously, but she was normally the first thing he saw every morning and the last person he saw before going to bed, at least for a week now that had been procedure. Then every night he got up around one thirty or so so they he could run perimeter for three-some hours, making sure everything was the way it was supposed to be. He supposed he could slack off and only run it a few times, then head back to bed, but sometimes he needed it, like tonight.

When Eli ran, it was like he was being set free. There were no more Keeper’s to deal with, no more pack members feuds that he had to settle, no more packs joining together that he had to handle. It was just him and the rest of the forest, all the birds and the owls and the little bunny rabbits that he occasionally saved from the sneaky fox- yes, he was that wolf. Eli also loved the hunt, he almost had a lust for it, but he also didn’t like taking more than he needed. Killing wasn’t just a sport for him.

A few hours later, when the other pack members started to wake up, they would find their Alpha half naked and passed out on the living room couch. It wouldn’t be anything new, and they would probably tease him later on for his snoring. Though Eli cared little about these things, as he slept peacefully through the rest of the night and into the morning.

James Ratchel

You’re weak.
No I’m not!
Such a baaaaby.
Shut up!
Make me.
I-I…
Exactly.

Jamie swore up and down, left and right, fucking diagonal even that his wolf was out to get him, as if it was his fault that they got stuck together. That wasn’t fair at all though, considering it wasn’t his fault that his good-for-nothing mother had gotten pregnant with some human guy and had him, this little sterile bastard that was good for nothing. Everyone either pitied him or hated him, either way around it wasn’t good. He just wished sometimes that people could just treat him normally, like they treated everyone else. But they would never do that. He was a halfling, basically a monster of the Lycan and magic world. Odd, how he was the monster.

No, I’m the monster. You’re just the thing I got stuck in.

Jamie couldn’t stand it anymore. This wolf was going to drive him insane. It got him in trouble any chance it got. Whenever Bristol would tell him to do something, if he was off daydreaming or not entirely paying attention to himself, the wolf would take over and do something asshole-ish, something that in the end got him in trouble. Insubordination, it was called, and the Lycan type didn't take kindly to it. Something like a capital offence of the wolfie world. They always told him that "Lycan" was the proper term, sounded more professional and smart and all, but he always liked the term werewolf. That's really what they were, right? As far as Twilight went, they were werewolves. Then again, he hadn't seen anyone turn into a wolf the size of a house yet, so maybe Twilight wasn't really something he should go off of...

Dumbass. No one likes you, don't you get that?
What's your fucking problem? Can't you just leave me alone for five minutes!
...

His wolf grumbled and snarled, but shut up for once. Apparently he needed sleep too, since it was almost one in the morning and Jamie still hadn't gotten a wink of sleep, too busy fighting with his inner wolf. They'd spent how many years together and they still couldn't get along? It really was a shame, considering his wolf was a pretty strong character. Perhaps they didn't get along the best, but, they could probably be a valuable extra asset to the pack if they could only get their shit together. So much for that though, it was pretty much guaranteed to never happen. Though his pack didn't expect much from him anyways, so it wasn't like he was letting anyone down.

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#2014-03-28 19:02:14, as written by Tea.Or.Coffee

Curled up in bed, most of Georgia's slim form was hidden in a swathe of blankets when the sun rose, peeking timid, watery light between the airy curtains of her bedroom window. At first, the sleeping individual didn't react to the brightening of her room, but as it became unbearable, she buried deeper into her cocoon of bedding. Her whole room was silent and peaceful, but for the soft, almost fragile sound of her gentle, rhythmic breathing. She snoozed a little later than she would have normally, but then again, it had been a late night, which was, of course, her own fault entirely. It had been a full moon, so Georgia had stayed up to watch it. Sure, it's stereotypical of a lycan, but she just thought it was pretty.

Abruptly, the delicate silence was shattered as her phone on the bedside table lit up and the comically loud sound of music blared from the speakers. "AHHHH ZABENYAAA...!" The song from her favorite Disney film as a kid disturbed Georgia from her slumber, and she bolted upright, her eyes wide and bleary as her sensitive ears were ravaged by the music which soon put a childish grin on her face. The music was easily loud enough for anyone to hear if they were even remotely close to her room, and openly heralded the sounding of an alarm and the beginning of Georgie's day.

First, Georgia stretched, rolling her shoulders back and lifting her arms up to the ceiling, letting out a satisfied sigh as she felt her body begin to wake up to the lyrics of 'It's the Circle of Life...'. Her small, lithe body, now satisfyingly stretched, slipped out of bed to go find some clothes.

An hour later, Georgia was much more awake. She'd kept her music on loud and proud, ignoring any sounds of protest from anyone that might feel grieved by her clear disregard for the notion of a day in bed, and she now danced around her room, bouncing and skipping along to Bruno Mars. She hummed along, going about the finalities of preparing herself for the public. She'd dressed in comfy skinny jeans and a hoody, and despite her casual clothing, had taken the time to curl her hair into big, loose waves and put on a little make up. She was going for the 'I'm-not-trying-hard-today-but-hey-don't-I-look-cute' look, and in her opinion, she rocked it. She was dancing around to another of her favorite morning tracks as she waited impatiently for her cerulean nails to dry, and then Georgia slid her feet into some boots and made her way down stairs.

As she walked, she contemplated breakfast. She was sort of hungry, but she was feeling lazy and didn't really feel like making anything. For a moment, Georgia considered hunting, but shrugged off the idea almost immediately. Sure, it was fun, but it wasn't the right time of day. Night-time was always a lot more fun. So...maybe she could get someone to make something for her? The thought made her smile. She wasn't really bothered about it, but it was the game that she would enjoy, so she changed direction and went to see if anyone was up and willing to cook in the living room.

Upon first glancing inside, she couldn't actually see anyone, until the sound of breathing alerted her to at least one person inside. She peeked her head around, and then walked quietly inside in search of whoever was hiding from her. "'Morning! Anyone around?" The lack of a reply made her frown, and that was then she saw Eli passed out on the couch. Instantly, she clapped a hand over her mouth to muffle the girly giggle if delight she was just about to let wake him if it had been unhindered.

She crouched beside him, tilting her head. Georgia had thought he was cute since the first time she saw him, but they'd never spoke much. She bit her lip, struggling not to laugh at the Alpha caught off guard, and took her phone out of her pocket, and switched to the camera. She took a couple pictures to use as playful blackmail later, and then a selfie with the sleeping male, and then shook his bare shoulder.

"Eli...Sweetie, the others will be here soon. Wakey wakey..." Georgia shook him gently as she attempted to wake him, her phone held up to snap a couple more embarrassing pictures before he could stop her.

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#2014-03-29 10:32:04, as written by Tea.Or.Coffee

Matthew's morning began with the usual mundane processes, jazzed up, of course, by a little magic to smooth things along. He had woken up early, as usual, at exactly 6AM to the confident buzzing of his incessant alarm clock, and had risen quickly to turn his shower on.

His shower ran cold water, to wake him up. It was almost icy in temperature, and struck his bare body like dozens of little blades of ice, and yet it was undeniably refreshing. At first, the water had stung his semi-conscious body, but now the water ran down his bare chest in steady rivulets along each contour, outlining his shape with lazy accuracy. Matthew sighed, and pushed his hair back, moving under the stream of frigid water to feel it strike his face for a moment before turning the temperature up to a more comfortable level. Steam soon fogged up his palatial bathroom, curling lethargically through the air in abstract spirals and clouding the mirrors and shuttered windows. Matthew sighed again, this time in soothed appreciation for the more pleasant feeling of hot replacing cold on his body.

But he knew that he'd spent a few minutes too many under the wet deluge, so reluctantly shut off the water completely and stepped out of the shower, not bothering to grab a towel as he moved from his bathroom to his adjoining bedroom, where his clothes were already laid out waiting for him. As he walked, Matthew appeared to mutter to himself for just a second, but the following second, the moisture from his body seemed simply to disappear, leaving him dry and clean. A small, rakish smirk ghosted across his lips; the use of magic for trivial tasks always seemed to amuse him.

Wandering over to the selection of waiting clothing, Matthew took his time, in a surprisingly good mood this morning. He began to dress without thinking, sliding on first his jeans and accompanying underwear as he contemplated his pleasant mood. It could have been because of the full night's sleep he had just enjoyed, unhindered by unpleasant dreams or disturbances. It could also be that he could feel, mostly, the content atmosphere in the house, and how surprisingly well the coming together of the pack had been. A full week had passed, and there had been minimal fighting, and that was something that Matthew was personally proud of his pack for.

As a sort of reward, Matthew had ordered breakfast for the entire house, which was why he had forbidden wolf transformations between nine and ten that morning - they really didn't need the delivery boy running home to tell everyone of the wolves that lived
in the forest. Which was why he muttered a reminder, one that he knew each conscious individual would receive. "Remember. No wolf transformations this morning between nine and ten. I've ordered a little something in," he told them, using his magic to ensure that everyone in the house would get his reminder. It wasn't classy, but it got the job done. Usually, when he had a message like this to give out, he would have the walls take on the words in fancy, spiralling letters, but he wasn't in the mood for his usual over the top gestures.

Matthew supposed that he should probably go down to make sure the kitchen was ready for his surprise, if there wasn't already someone in there. He didn't really mind if anyone had already eaten; he knew that being a lycan was hungry work and second breakfasts weren't really uncommon here, but it ocurred to him that he should probably go and remind Rey to keep her pack in check first. The delivery of hot, fresh croissants and pastries, bacon and eggs, mushrooms, fruit, yoghurt, and anything else the pack could possibly have wanted, wasn't to arrive for at least another forty five minutes yet, so they still had time to make sure that the pack were on their best behaviour.

He scooped up his shirt, and walked in his socks out of his room and along the hall to the place where Rey resided. At first, he had disliked the knowledge that she was just across the hall, but he'd gradually grown accustomed to the idea of having her so close. He knocked on her door and called in, "Rey? Are you up? You coming down for breakfast?" though the last words were muffled by his shirt as he tugged the plain white tee over his head.

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#2014-03-29 19:09:08, as written by Torex

Bristol was wrapped in her fuzzy blanket fort, dreaming peacefully, until she heard it. From the level below her balred "NAAAAAAANTZ INGONYAAAAAAAMA!!!! BAGITHIIIIII BAAAABAAAA!!!!!!! SITHI UHM INGONYAMA!" Frowning, she flashed her fangs at her blankets and made her way out. Couldnt be too mad though, who could hate the lion king? She made her way into the bathroom to take care of her morning business, hopping in the shower, drying off, and then applying the little makeup she could be bothered with. Bristol ran a quick brush trough her fiery hair before messing her fingers through it. Satisfied for the moment, she stepped from the bathroom and made her way to her dresser.

"Remember. No wolf transformations this morning between nine and ten. I've ordered a little something in"

Awwwwwww no pretty writing on her wall this time! It was Matty C.'s voice inside of her head, not an uncommon occurrence, but it was Mr. Matt's lazier way of giving announcements and requests. She would have to let him know of her disappointment later, the little surprises were always nice though. Digging around in her drawers she found a green and blue striped spaghetti string shirt, and slung it over her head after donning her bra. A hoodie with most of the sides ripped out followed the shirt over her head. She slung some jeans onto her hips and gave herself a once over in the mirror, and as usual, was satisfied.

Leaving her room, she knew that Elliot was not in his room by the faintness of his scent, so she made her way down the stairs, all the while wondering why they didn't invest in an elevator....not that anyone in the house could really be worn down that easily, it was more of an annoyance to have to go down all these flights. She went almost all the way down to see who was in the living room area, mainly because she hadn't smelled any food yet, and low and behold, Shorty was there!! And if that wasn't awesome enough, her fellow Alpha was sprawled out on the couch half naked!

"Eli...Sweetie, the others will be here soon. Wakey wakey..."

Holding a finger to her lips to hopefully quiet Georgia, she stalked on tiptoes to the couch before pouncing on Elli. Her legs straddled his hips as she landed on him sing songing "Good morning sunshine!!! Matty C. is ordering in, if you didnt get the mental memo! No wolfies till after 10 and you do not want to miss the food in a house full of wolves!" After she was certain her partner in crime was awake, she bounced off of him to give Georgie some quick morning cuddles. This girl was becoming one of her best female friends, so she was due morning cuddles!

With a quick kiss to the cheek she cooed "Good morning Beau!" as she shot thoughts to her Matty "Get up sleepy head!!! Matty C. ordered breakfast!!"

Mindy woke with a scream. Not hers this time, but Faline's, and the scream was followed by her coughing. Mindy sighed and pulled the blankets over her head. She did not want to wake up.....She. Did. Not.

Another pointless day that she shouldn't be living......another pointless day where everything could go horribly wrong, but really, what went right for her anymore?

"Get up you worthless thing and feed me!!"

Ugh.....the wolf....

"Thats right you sack of bones, lets go!"

"I dont want to.....

"I don't care! Get up!"

Mindy pressed her hands against her ears trying to shut that wolf up, but it didn't matter.......no matter how hard she tried, the wolf was still there, and would never be going away.......with a sigh she relented and got out of bed. Mindy stripped out of her pajamas and put on a black baby tee with a colorful abstract design on the front and some jeans before twisting her hair up into a messy knot and taking on the day. She could hear Bristol screaming about how Matt Coston had ordered breakfast so she ignored her growling stomach and made her way upstairs to find an unoccupied corner to crawl into while she waited for food....hopefully her wolf would just, for once, be patient, but she couldn't count on it.

She was greeted by the site of a half naked Elli sleeping on the couch and for a moment she couldn't breathe. He looked so much like Andrew that some days she just couldn't stand the sight of him, and she prayed that today would at least be bearable.....Miss G was sitting on the ground beside him and it looked like she was being mauled by Bristol.....and there was her corner on the other side of the room. A rocking chair was placed beside a window and it looked like the perfect place to curl up in while she waited for the food.

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#2014-03-29 22:10:27, as written by Gentlemiss

Elliott Hartnet

Elliott was incredibly oblivious to the commotion surrounding him, be it Faline’s screaming in the middle of the night, or later on Georgia’s loud music that she usually woke the house up with, or even later on when the same girl stood above him taking pictures before shaking him to try and wake him up. At the voice in his head though, his eyes sort of fluttered open, his lips parting in a quiet sigh at being woken up. He would have to have a talk with Matthew, he thought. He and Bristol were the Alpha’s, not him, he didn’t tell his or her pack what to do. He was somewhat startled to see Georgia there with her phone, but he put two and two together rather quickly as he closed his eyes again and put on a smile, as if he was posing for the camera. Unfortunately when he opened his eyes, Georgia’s had just flicked back to him, and once again he figured out what was about to happen. But by then it was too late, he only had time to roll from his side to his back before he was pounced on.

Bristol landed on him just as he reached up to grab her sides, tickling the other Alpha before she got a chance to jump away. It was strange how easily he had adjusted to having Bristol around, but he supposed that was because she reminded him so much of his Beta, whom he had had the fortune to be around for quite a while now. He didn’t dislike anyone in the house, really, except maybe Matt T, but even in that case it was little more than annoyance. Elli just wasn’t the sort of guy that didn’t like people, he got along with everyone.

By the time Bristol was off of him and cuddling Georgia, he was definitely wide awake and more than aware that he didn’t have a shirt on. It wasn’t that he was self-conscious of his appearance, he knew he had quite a nice body, but with now three girls around and David hurrying past, making him feel oddly conscious of himself, he felt rather naked. He sat up with a huff, his bare feet finding the floor as he leaned back on the cool leather couch. His hands found their way up before he ran his fingers through his dark hair, making it even messier than it was before this. Though he never did much with his hair in the first place, letting it go whichever way it wanted to.

After a few more moments of waking up, he let his eyes pop open as he pushed himself off the couch, taking a few steps away from the couch before turning back to the girls. “Ladies, however nice it is to see you both first thing in the morning, I’m gonna go shower and put clothes on now.” He said, trying his hardest to keep a straight face whilst teasing them as he often did. “And I better get a copy of those pics, Georgie.” After winking at his Beta, he turned towards the steps, taking them by two until he got up to the fourth floor where his room was. After picking out clothes, he went into his and Bristol’s bathroom to take a quick shower.

It was about twenty-five minutes later when he headed back downstairs, somewhat afraid as to what he was going to find once he got there.

James Ratchel

Jamie woke up quite a while later, but his wolf still seemed to be sleeping, leaving his mind rather… quiet. Truthfully, he had grown used to having the wolf up in his head all the time, judging everything he did and criticizing anytime it got a chance. Not hearing it was odd for him, he felt alone. Shrugging it off, he got out of bed and headed to the one bathroom that was on the basement floor, making sure no one was occupying it before he went inside to take a shower. Not long later he emerged wearing one of his usual, odd outfits. He had a sort of reputation for wearing strange things, mostly because he liked to piss off his wolf, but also because he liked standing out a bit. For a guy that preferred to fade into the background most of the time, he didn’t dress like it.

On his way upstairs he ran into a certain Omega that was coming back down with an apple, literally running into him before bouncing off and towards the wall. This woke his wolf, it probably sensing danger when really it was just Jamie hitting his funny bone off of the wall.

You’re so clumsy.
Go back to bed.

Jamie ignored his wolf from there on in, turning his attention to David as he started apologizing. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to run into you.” He finished, a few more apologies stuck onto the front of that. He was rubbing his own elbow, feeling the familiar sting of hitting your funny bone. He would no doubt have a bruise tomorrow, simply just because he bruised easily. ”Hey, what are you doing back down here anyways? Isn’t there supposed to be some sort of surprise or something from one of the Keepers?”

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#2014-03-29 22:55:50, as written by Izzyvamp

Rey
After brushing her teeth and hair, taking a quick shower, and getting dressed, Rey had plopped down onto her bed and began painting her nails. Bright, neon orange for that day. She loved to paint her nails different colors, and had a collection going. The collection was still packed away in a bag, but she had to have at least 30 different colors. It was almost an obsession even, and she often thought about giving some of it away. She obviously hadn't.

Around the time she had started a movie to watch while she waited for her nails to dry, she heard the shower staring. Matthew. She smiled a bit and almost got up to pull some prank on him, but stayed put in the end. She was enjoying her early morning movie. Matthew announced that they had gotten breakfast to everyone, which Rey had forgotten about completely.

"Rey are you up? Are you coming down for breakfast?" Came a muffled voice, obviously Matthew's, from outside her door. Rey grabbed her remote and flicked off the movie, then got up and called back, "Yeah I'm coming!"

Rey slipped on some shoes that were basically just slippers and half ran out into the hallway, almost running into her fellow keeper. Just barely managing to dance around him, she grinned and waved.

"Mornin'! Ready to head down I hope?" She was already backing up to the stairs as she asked, her hand out to feel the wall as she walked backwards to ensure she didn't go too far and fall.

David
Crunch crunch crunch. David had almost finished his apple, and was looking up at the ceiling as he thought. He could hear people waking, commotion starting. He had hoped to be outside by then, but Elli sleeping had startled him enough to make him back track. The girls were having fun with it though, no doubt. He could hear them from where he was, laughter. It made him smile now and then, especially since he doubted they were able to immediately wake Elli up despite the noise.

"Remember. No wolf transformations this morning between nine and ten. I've ordered a little something in," Matthews voice went off in his head. It felt a little unnerving really, especially since it wasn't even his pack's keeper, but the others. Though, the packs were together now...

David shook his head slightly, trying to snap out of it, and then stumbled back when he collided with something. Did he really miss a wall being in front of him? Blinking slowly at the object, he realized no, he hadn't. And said object was a person. His brain immediately went into a quit checklist, almost analyzing what happened. Not my pack member. His name's Jamie. He ran into me. He's talking.

And then: Shit, I don't know what he said.

He was still trying to remember what he said, watching him rub his elbow. He slowly realized he had apologized, and was now focused on the fact that Jamie seemed to hurt himself.

”Hey, what are you doing back down here anyways? Isn’t there supposed to be some sort of surprise or something from one of the Keepers?”

Blink. Surprise? Oh, breakfast.

"I got this before the announcement. I avoid big groups anyways, especially when you're expected to talk a lot," he answered slowly, then nodded to Jamie's arm. "You okay there?"

Xavier
Outside his room, Xavier felt a bit unnerved. He could tell people were up and about, but wasn’t sure if he should really join or not. He didn’t know many outside his pack, and many in his pack just thought he was trouble. He felt conflicted. Up to the living room, maybe kitchen. Outside even.

He stood in silence for a moment, thinking. Finally he decided to go on upstairs to the living room. There was no harm in trying. On his way up, he heard girls laughing, Elliott’s teasing, and other little sounds that indicated people were already up. It was all muffled though while in the basement, and became clearer as he came to the living room. Elliot was walking out, probably to his room. Two girls, from what he could tell were Bristol and Georgia, were on the floor cuddling. Glancing around, he also spotted Mindy. Sitting in the corner in a rocking chair. He wasn’t surprised really.

After looking among them, he decided to go outside and sit on the deck. Hopefully no one would mind, it’s not like he wasn’t allowed to leave anyways. Making his way outside he was pretty sure no one noticed him. He took a seat on the edge of the deck, looking out into the forest. He heard breakfast would be delivered, and could wait for that.

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#2014-03-30 01:29:47, as written by GreenPegg

"Get up sleepy head!!! Matty C. ordered breakfast!!"

Matt fell out of bed at the Bristol's words in his head. He was able to block out the music from across the hall, but the scream from downstairs was impossible to ignore. He woke up after that and sat in his bed, looking forward in deep thought. Bristol's voice in his mind snapped him out of it as he dusted himself off from the fall. He walked out of his room, still in his boxers and jumped into the shower, allowing the hot water to wash over his face, waking him up a little more. After a few minutes, he grabbed a towel and dried off, wrapping it around his waist, making sure it was secure and wouldn't fall off anytime soon. He quickly brushed his teeth and exited the bathroom, returning to his room to get dressed.

As Matt looked in his closet, he realized he felt a little drab today. Maybe it was being woken up with telepathy or maybe it was just a random mood, but Matt knew he needed to combat it. So, he pulled his phone from his nightstand and played a song to lift his spirits as he picked his outfit for the day; a pair of jeans and a white v-neck t-shirt. After putting on the clothes and a pair of sneakers from his closet, he exited his room and headed down stairs. On his way down, he passed by Elliot who he gave a small wave to as he passed. Matt was wary of Elliot. He couldn't help but be. With the packs uniting, a lot was changing and having two Alphas under one roof could have ended terribly, but it didn't. Quite the opposite actually and Matt didn't know which one of those possibilities scared him more.

After a minute or two of walking, he finally arrived where the others were congregating and found Georgia and Bristol laughing and cuddling on the floor. "You ladies having fun?" Matt said to the two women on the floor playfully as he sat on the couch nearby, making himself comfortable. It was then he noticed Mindy in the corner in a rocking chair. "And good morning to you too, Mindy." he said in an attempt to be polite. Ever since Matt met Mindy, she had been distant, but from what he'd noticed, that was her procedure for most people.

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#2014-04-03 00:52:15, as written by MaeMae

It had it be around four in the morning when the wolf first woke up. Daylight hadn’t even cracked dawn. There was a beautifully large, white wolf laying in a bed that belonged to Kylee. Her face was contently snuggled into her pillows, snoring away until she heard her phone start to ring a simple tune. She had it on low as to not wake anyone up, but loud enough to make her ears flicker while a growl passed her snoot.

Moments later, lost in a pile of sheets was the blonde girl that everyone knew. A slender hand peeked out from the mess, enough to fumble and hit the button on her phone before she lazily dragged herself out of bed and put on some clothes. She dressed in a pair of tight shorts that moved with her body, a sports bra and a tank top – an outfit meant for exercise. As quietly as the girl could manage, she grabbed a towel and a bottle of water and headed out to lose herself in the darkness.

Kylee loved to see the moon and the stars. She also loved seeing the sun rise. The female set herself up in the front yard, laid out the towel and sat down, stretching her bare feet out as far as they could go, tensing all of her leg muscles before she relaxed, letting out a quiet yawn. This was Kylee’s ritual at least four times a week. She would come out before her pack would wake up and take time to stretch and loosen her body. Ky felt it important that she keep herself fit and flexible. Sure, she could do it at any time of the day, but this allowed her to focus – something she reveled in.

Kylee stayed out for a little over an hour, allowing herself to wake up. The last fifteen minutes had just been spent looking at the stars, seeing if she could spot the very few constellations she knew about. She figured the sun would rise soon, so she went back into the house to get dressed and brush her teeth, using the bathroom before any of the others needed it. It wasn’t until she got the message about breakfast until she decided to join the others.

It was when she saw her Alpha cuddling another was when she snuck up behind the two and practically pounced on them, laughing. “Someone is in a good mood this morning!” Ky said before she allowed herself to flop down on one of the couches, throwing her bare feet over the arm. “Looks like good weather today too.” She said with a smile and stretched her arms out. She took a moment to look at those around her. It was strange moving into a new home with a new pack, but she was getting used to it and she wasn’t completely against the idea of a bigger, stronger pack either.

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#2014-04-07 11:21:30, as written by GreenPegg

Cory woke up in the middle of the woods. It wasn't very bright outside, so the boy guessed it was still fairly early in the morning. He brushed the leaves off himself as he pushed himself off the ground, trying to remember how he got there. And then it hit him. Well, two things hit him, the first thing being his smell. The stench from his clothes told him exactly what he needed to know. This wasn't the first time Cory had passed out on a late night run and it definitely wouldn't be his last. As he started his trek back to the house, his limbs ached from the run he still couldn't remember much of, letting out an audible groan with every step. After a while, the sun rose completely, reminding Cory of how far he had ran from home. He'd wiped himself out, but he had to. He refused to not at least spend two hours a day on training. But he decided to take the day off as he dragged himself to the mansion's front door and walked through it.

Immediately, he noticed that a lot of the pack was in front of him, the first of them that caught his eye being Matt. His attention however was occupied with Bristol, as it often was in Matt's case. He saw the two as family, but he wished they'd just get whatever was between them over with and move on. He wanted to say hi to everybody, but he was in no shape to think too much. So, ignoring the cloud of voices he heard, he gave a small wave to the people around him and headed upstairs to take a hot shower and pass out. He'd be up for breakfast however as he remembered the message he received on the way back and needed all the calories he could get.

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Georgia Dawson

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a character in “Fieri Unum Lykos”, as played by Tea.Or.Coffee

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Georgia Dawson's Story

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