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Emmitt Cobble

Sometimes I wonder if the learn from thier mistakes or are we doomed to repeat it over and over

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a character in “The Howling | Mates”, as played by OrdukTreeclimber

Description

Emmitt Cobble
Connect || Sick Puppies
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|| 22 || Russian/Canadian || Cobb, Emit, MM ||


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|Gender|
Male
|Birthdate|
April 1st
|Sexual Preference|
Heterosexual
|Species|
Werewolf
|Pack|
Dark Mountain Pack
|Ranking|
Pack Doctor
|Bloodline|
Mixed
|Occupation|
Mechanic, Owns his own bodyshop



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|Eye Color|
Changes from aquamarine to dark blue almost grey
|Hair Color|
Brown
|Body Type|
Muscular, well toned and hard
|Skin Tone|
Peachy
|Height & Weight|
6'1 and 185
|Wolf Appearance|
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|Birthmarks/scars|
He has varius scars all over his chest and back. He has a tattoo over his heart and a tribal band over his right bicep.



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|Personality|
Emmitt is a kind man hence why he heals people. He hates the violence that comes with the pack. He is a simple man who is just trying to find a place to fit in.
|Likes|
Talking, working on cars, Bringing someone back to full health, and reading how to guides
|Dislikes|
People who jump to violence, Killing innocents or children and Criminals
|Strengths|
eidetic memory, Increased strength and speed, Patience, Archery and Medical Knowledge
|Weaknesses|
Unwillingness to use violence, and Due to speech he seems slow and dimwitted
|Fears|
Having to go back to Russia, being a slave, and losing control of the wolf.



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|Equipment|
He carries very little on him. A pack of gum usually spearmint, his keys, his wallet, and in his car is an emergency doctors bag.
|History|
Emmitt was born in Russia to a Male Warrior and his human wife. When his wolf started to show his father taught him to be a ruthless warrior. He spent many years lying to his father telling him that he wanted this. At the age of 18 he finally told his father and tried to run away. His father attacked him and Emmitt was forced to kill him. He took off as fast as he could and ended up in Canada joining the Dark mountain Pack strictly for protection. Considering he didn't want to fight he told them about his healing ability and the adopted as the Pack Doctor.
|Other|
Emmitt hopes to find a peaceful way to coexist with other Packs.


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So begins...

Emmitt Cobble's Story

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Shiloh Grey Character Portrait: Grayson Alexander Character Portrait: Jason Gaster Character Portrait: Emerson Bailey Character Portrait: Willow Ross Character Portrait: Aliyah Erich Trent Character Portrait: Skyler Black Character Portrait: Scotland Walker Character Portrait: Auguste Moragne Character Portrait: Charlie O'Conner Character Portrait: Christian Granger Character Portrait: Thomas Rollens Character Portrait: Amber Sterling Character Portrait: Alistair Ulven Character Portrait: Jace Williamson Character Portrait: Vincent Craig Character Portrait: Claire Evelyn VanCortlandt Character Portrait: Jessamie Gage Ryker Character Portrait: Genevieve Morrison Character Portrait: Ryder Taylor Character Portrait: Emmitt Cobble

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Shiloh Grey
Its a crisp May morning. There is still some snow patches around, covering the newly growing grass. Because of the thunder storm last night frost covers the trees and everything is icy and wet. The mountain air is refreshing to the senses and today is the mating day.

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Shiloh groaned loudly as her alarm clock start cheering loudly in her sensitive ears....AGAIN! A harsh, grumpy growl escaped her throat as she slammed her hand down on the small electric device, silencing it forever as it was smashed to pieces.
"Shit!" Shiloh hissed, her silver eyes snapping open to see what she had done. It was the fourth alarm clock this month....She wasn't a morning person. Sighing loudly she plopped her face in her soft, forest green pillow, the unique scent of raspberries and honey wafted into her nose as she blindly ran her hand over to her phone. It was strange that every werewolf came with such a scent, but Shiloh loved her scent for she found it to explain her personalty as well. Grabbing her sleek iphone Shiloh pressed the button to light up the screen and squinted her eyes at the bright light, a silent scream of horror washing over her as she saw the time and date.
"God damnit!" she swore loudly as she flung herself out of bed and ran to the bathroom. Extremely happy she had showered and packed the night before Shiloh made fast work of brushing out her wayward long blonde curls so they became wavy and slightly more tamed. She washed her face, brushed her teeth and put on some eye liner and mascara within the time span of 2 minutes and rushed out of the bathroom and back into her room, through on a white transformer's t-shirt, red skinny jeans, black cowboy boots and her worn out black leather jacket. She glanced at her phone again, it read 10:15am.
"Shit I'm late!" she shouted, grabbed her bag with everything she needed then shot down the stairs. She grabbed an apple and muffin then was out the door, rapidly scurrying toward the large greyhound bus, her werewolf speed coming in handy as she rushed through the small town.
"WAIT FOR ME!!" Shiloh shouted as the driver was about to close the doors but stopped once she saw Shiloh. The Night White elder, Susan Fields, rolled her eyes at the little omega girl as the elder watch the girl scurry towards the bus.
"I am so sorry Mrs.Fields I...." Shiloh began as she got on the bus, the doors closing behind her, but the elder cut her off by waving her hand in dismissal. Shiloh bowed her head then went to take a seat.
"Morning everyone" she greeted brightly. The bus was cowered with all the unmated members of the White Night pack, it seemed she was the last to arrive...again. Shiloh sat down by Emerson, giving her a big smile. She and Emme were close, she was actually one of Shiloh's first friends.
"So you excited to meet your mate?" Shiloh teased as she put her bag under her feet, the sound of the bus starting up and driving away entered her ears and Shiloh slightly bounced in her seat in excitement, a large pearly white smile plastered on her face. She took a big bite of her apple and split the muffin handing the other half to Emme.
"Its your favorite" Shiloh murmured with a mouth full of apple.

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Grayson Alexander Character Portrait: Jason Gaster Character Portrait: Skyler Black Character Portrait: Scotland Walker Character Portrait: Auguste Moragne Character Portrait: Thomas Rollens Character Portrait: Amber Sterling Character Portrait: Jace Williamson Character Portrait: Genevieve Morrison Character Portrait: Ryder Taylor Character Portrait: Emmitt Cobble

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Scotty groaned and rolled over as her alarm blared loudly, further tangling herself in her bed sheets. She continued to ignore the object, hoping that by some miracle it would cease its shrill ringing. The loud noise persisted, so Scotty finally rolled back over and punched down on the clock's snooze button. Smiling at the quiet that once again surrounded her, Scotty snuggled her comforter once more. She had just closed her eyes when a second annoying noise forced her eyes open. She at once recognize the persistent chirping as her pet bird Apollo's wake up call. Scotty rolled her eyes before yelling over at the bird, "Alright, alright, I'm awake you stupid bird."

The chirping finally halted as Scotty sat up in her bed, placed her feet on the chilled wooden floor, and stretched her arms out. She yawned loudly and stumbled into her small bathroom. Her home above the garage was nothing too glorious, but Scotty had made taken it upon herself to fix it up after the death of her father. She had not been able to bring herself to live in the pack house after his death. The house was nice -much nicer than her place above the shop- but the garage had been her father's place and it was all she had left of him other than his necklace and switchblade. She had given the small apartment a cozy, homely feeling. As Scotty looked at her reflection in the mirror above the sink, she wondered what her dad might say if he could see her now, about to go and find her mate. Would he be proud? Maybe he would be fearful of losing his baby girl.

Scotty was snapped out of her thoughts as she looked at the clock and realized that she had been looking in the mirror for a full fifteen minutes. She took a quick, scalding hot shower and got changed as quickly as possible. She dried her hair, settling for it being in loose curls as she looked at the clock once more and realized she was about to be late. Scotty threw as much as she could into her small weekend bag, not having time to sort through everything and pick out what she did and did not need.

The last thing that she did was jog into her kitchen and fill a bowl with birdseed. She then proceed to open the door of Apollo's cage. The one-legged bird tweeted happily as he flapped his wings and hopped to Scotty's shoulder. Scotty moved to the large window that faced out westward. As she opened it, Apollo hopped down from her shoulder and onto Scotty's hand. He looked from the bowl of birdseed to Scotty's face and cocked his head to the side. The creature seemed to have a sense that Scotty was leaving for a bit and he was confused. Scotty patted his head and whispered, "I'll be home before you know it, bud." With that, Scotty set down the bowl of seed and nodded for Apollo to fly off. He flapped his white wings and fluttered near the window sill, looking up at Scotty for a moment. She smiled at the bird, wishing that he could understand her. At last, Apollo chirped at his owner and fluttered off. Scotty looked on after the bird for a moment and then finally shut the window and turned back to her room.

Scotty took one last glance at the clock and then hustled back into action. She grabbed her bag, keys, and phone before heading out the door and down the steps into the repair shops. Only Scotty's motorcycle and car were in the garage. Most people in the town were aware of the fact that Scotty would be going with the other unmated pack member, so they had not brought their cars in. Scotty double checked that both the garage door and the shop door were locked before she finally headed in the direction of the bus. As Scotty stepped onto the large bus, she greeted the bus driver with a lively, "How are ya, Mr. Swann?" The pack elder smiled at the girl. "Very well. Thank you for asking Ms. Walker." Scotty gave him a large grin and looked around at the rest of the pack members that had already boarded the bus. Scotty passed the pack Delta, Ryder Taylor, on her way to sit down and greeted him with a kind smile. "G'mornin'," she said happily to the Delta before taking a seat.

Scotty was not unexcited to go find her soulmate. The idea made her happy and feel warm on the inside; however, Scotty being as insecure as she was, was afraid that she might not find a mate. She feared that there was a chance that she would not find a wolf that thought she was the one. Perhaps she was paranoid, but she couldn't help herself from feeling like she would never be good enough for anyone. What if, Scotty thought, someone pretended to love her and then decided that he didn't want her anymore? Scotty shook the thought from her mind and put a happy smile back on her face as other unmated members of the pack walked toward the bus.

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Character Portrait: Jason Gaster Character Portrait: Skyler Black Character Portrait: Emmitt Cobble

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Jason Gaster

Jason stood at the city line looking out over the lands the pack owned. He wiped a bit of blood off from the nights hunt, a deer. He took a deep breathe and watched as the sun rose over the lands and fell upon him. He swung his jacket over his shoulder and started making his way back.

He knew what today was and was saddened that he had not found his soul half and needed to attend this dance. He figured the younger ones would enjoy the freedom from their duties for the next three days but he had no such thought of enjoyment. He speed up as he realized he should probably clean up before he leaves.

Jason made it to his house, took a hot shower, and quickly threw clothes on. He paid no attention to what he wore as he figured this would be another waste of time. He added a few last minute things to his bag and walked out his room. The door slammed behind him as he sniffed and realized Skyler had paid him a visit. As he was gonna make a remake about her choice to come see him first she spoke. "Hey there handsome" she said with a smile, "ready for three days of traditionalist bullocks?" she asked with a smile. He laughed at her comment and remaked "Flattery will get you no where Skyler. And no I'm not ready if anything this will probably be more like a vacation then a pack function." He turned towards the bus seeing now that few of the people needing to be on the bus were missing. "So Skyler shall we go appease the elder's?" As he climbed up onto the bus and sat in a free seat.


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Emmitt Cobble

Emmitt laid on his back but not in a bed but under one of the many pack vehicles. He had tried to sleep in fact he spent hours last night staring at the ceiling but his excitement would not allow him the rest. The alarm on his phone went off but sadly he was to busy singing a song to himself in Russian to hear it. The finally caught his attention after the beeping finally got his attention. He pulled himself from under the car and began to towel off his hands.

His feelings toward the dance were that of excitement as he had learned to enjoy life to the fullest. He was ready to go and had initially left himself plenty of time for a shower but with him missing his alarm he realized that he didn't have the time. "They will have showers at the cabins I hope." He commented out loud.

He made his way to bus wearing jumpsuit and a tank top. He nodded at the driver and smiled at his fellow pack members. He found one of the empty seats and sat in the back as he didn't want no any one to have touch his greasy clothes and hands. He pulled out a book from his back pack and began to read it to himself.

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Character Portrait: Emmitt Cobble Character Portrait: Lucian Hunter

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Lucian Hunter

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Luke kicked his leg high towards Quin's, one of the male pack warrior's of his pack, shoulder. The blond male was able to dodge his Alpha's attack but before he knew it Luke grabbed him by the elbow and got his arm behind his head, kicked out his feet and Quin went tumbling to the ground with Luke kneeling over him. Quin tapped out and Luke let him go, getting to his feet. Quin stood up.

"Good work out today I'll see you when I get back" Luke dismissed him and Quin bowed but before he could stop himself a question slipped from his lips.

"Oh thats right Alpha, your finding your mate today right?" Quin questioned and instantly regretted it and Luke shot him a cold glare and a growl rumbled low in his throat, making the pack warrior's legs shake. "S..s..sorry Alpha" Quin stuttered as he rushed out of the gym and left Luke by himself. Luke only shook his head and grabbed his towel, wiping off the small amount of sweat that had perspired during his morning work out. He hadn't slept a wink last night, the annoyance and nerves of finding his mate were starting to get to him, though he would never let anyone see him get nervous. Groaning Luke ran up to his room and blasted the cold water of his shower, stripped then hopped in, knowing he had plenty of time to get to the bus. The cold water's woke him up and he got out and toweled dried before dressing in a pair of dark faded blue jeans, dark grey t-shirt, his worn out black leather jacket and a pair of black, worn out steel toed work boots. He really didn't give a shit what he did with his hair so he left it, grabbed his bag and headed towards the bus. Once he arrived Luke was pleased to see many of his pack already there.

"Alpha Hunter" the elder, Henry, greeted kindly bowing his head in respect and Luke nodded at him and went to take a seat. He knew the Alpha's were suppose to ride up front but Luke didn't care as he took the seat behind Emmitt.

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Jason Gaster Character Portrait: Skyler Black Character Portrait: Scotland Walker Character Portrait: Thomas Rollens Character Portrait: Genevieve Morrison Character Portrait: Ryder Taylor Character Portrait: Emmitt Cobble Character Portrait: Lucian Hunter

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Genevieve shifted under her covers as the sound of the alarm blared, signaling for her to wake up. With a soft groan, she slowly sat up in bed and turned her alarm off. She squinted her eyes as sunlight filtered in through a window and filled the room with an orange flow. It suddenly hit her what today was. She was supposed to go to find her mate. Great. Sliding out of bed, she let her feet touch the cool ground. She made her way to the bathroom as she tried to rub the sleep from her eyes.

Turning on the shower, Gen took a scalding hot shower. She preferred to take really hot showers for some reason. By the time she got out, steam covered the mirrors and mist curled around the bathroom. Wrapping herself in a towel, she went to her closet to decide what to wear. She settled on a pretty lazy outfit. While most people wear tank tops and crops tops during the summer, Gen wore them all year round. She wasn't one to get cold easily. She doesn't pay much attention to her wordrobe, rather, just wears whatever she gets her hands on, as long as it looks decent enough.

Genny checked the clock to see if she was running late. Thankfully, she had packed all her stuff the night before, so everything was ready to go. She grabbed her large duffel bag and ran downstairs. She pocketed a granola bar and pulled on her boots before she left the house. She was met with chilly morning air, though it didn't really faze her. There were small patches of snow here and there, but would soon be melted by the afternoon. Slinging her duffel bag on her shoulder, she set off to the bus station.

As she walked, Gen let her mind wander to what the upcoming weekend was going to be like. Would she even find a mate? She kicked a patch of snow nearby and sighed. Either this was going to be a total disaster, or an incredible weekend. So far, she was leaning towards the weekend not turning out so well. Who knows, maybe it wouldn't be so bad. But the constant thoughts of not finding a mate, or worse, her mate ending up rejecting her, loomed in the back of her mind.

As Gen neared the bus, she could see their Alpha getting on board. Hurriedly, she speed walked to the bus and bounded up its steps. She smiled at Elder Henry and greeted him with a, "Good morning, Mr. Swann." Ah, good morning Genevieve. As Gen passed Luke, she tilted her head to him in respect, then smiled before walking further down the aisle. "Hey guys," she greeted as she spotted Jason and Skylar. She ended up sitting across from Scotty. Being hunters, they spent a lot of time together. She shoved her duffel bag against the window and made herself comfortable.

Pulling at her granola bar, she took a bite as she looked across at Scotty. "So, excited to meet your mate?" she inquired with a little sarcasm. She knew the answer even before Scotty replied. Everyone was thinking the same thing. They all shared the same fears that she herself had been mulling over earlier that morning, and you could plainly see it on everyone's faces.

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Shiloh Grey Character Portrait: Grayson Alexander Character Portrait: Jason Gaster Character Portrait: Emerson Bailey Character Portrait: Willow Ross Character Portrait: Aliyah Erich Trent Character Portrait: Skyler Black Character Portrait: Scotland Walker Character Portrait: Auguste Moragne Character Portrait: Thomas Rollens Character Portrait: Alistair Ulven Character Portrait: Jace Williamson Character Portrait: Vincent Craig Character Portrait: Jessamie Gage Ryker Character Portrait: Genevieve Morrison Character Portrait: Ryder Taylor Character Portrait: Emmitt Cobble Character Portrait: Lucian Hunter

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Shiloh Grey

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After a 2 hour long bus trip

A quite, impatient growl slipped past Shiloh's lips as she waited. They had arrived to their destination and Shiloh she was slowly going crazy. She had never sat so long in a vehicle, even if two hours isn't that long to some peoples it was horrible. The feeling of being a caged animal wasn't a pleasant one and it was starting to make Shiloh sick to her stomach. Yet for the life of her all her pack mates had decided on becoming were-turtles today. Like freaking hurry the hell up! She started fiddling with her earphones distract herself but nothing was working. So you could just imagine her relief when it was her turn to get off.

"FREEDOM!" Shiloh shouted loudly as she literally flung herself out of the bus knocking into a few people as she ran towards the cabins and away from the giant metal beast. And here she thought it wouldn't be that bad. Service her right for thinking. Now that she was free from the grey metal demon aka the bus, Shiloh looked around and noticed that the other packs bus had already arrived. The thought of her mate being so close made Shiloh blush brightly as a face splitting smile lite up her features.

"Omega Shiloh" an older voice said from behind her and Shiloh turned to see a woman around her mid forties with blazing red hair with a few lighter strands here and there, pulled back in an elegant bun, leaving only a few loose curled strands to obstruct the view of her delicate facial features. The woman was very lovely with tanned skin and bright blue eyes, which all contrasted with the smart black pencil skirt and elegant white top. She was much taller then Shiloh but she also had black heels on.

"ummm yes that's me.......and you are?" Shiloh didn't mean to sound rude but it didn't seem like the woman cared. Shiloh could instantly tell she was all work and no play.

"I am Mrs.Striker, I am the in charge of the activities that happen here and I just came to inform you that you are staying in cabin number 23, have a good day" the woman was swift and stoic as she walked away, probably to go find her next victim..... umm packmate, to inform then of their cabins. Shiloh sighed and shook her head at the woman before she made her way to her cabin. Dinner was at five tonight and it was one the afternoon. It was a formal gathering so you had to dress nicely. Once she arrived at her cabin she started getting ready.

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Shiloh Grey Character Portrait: Grayson Alexander Character Portrait: Jason Gaster Character Portrait: Emerson Bailey Character Portrait: Willow Ross Character Portrait: Aliyah Erich Trent Character Portrait: Skyler Black Character Portrait: Scotland Walker Character Portrait: Auguste Moragne Character Portrait: Thomas Rollens Character Portrait: Alistair Ulven Character Portrait: Jace Williamson Character Portrait: Jessamie Gage Ryker Character Portrait: Genevieve Morrison Character Portrait: Ryder Taylor Character Portrait: Emmitt Cobble Character Portrait: Lucian Hunter

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Thomas slept through the ride and got up and walked out last and yawned. "Well that sucked and now to my cabin." I looked at the cabin and started to wards it with my bags. "Wait that's taken your not on my list who are you?" I heard the female voice behind me and sighed this had happened before but last time there was a extra cabin. "Thomas Rollens and now what?" I really didn't want to be here anyways but this made it a lot worse but my luck alwa s being bad made me use to it. "wait here we'll figure it out." I groaned as the woman walked off and started to practice on my guitar. "Someone shoot me this place blows as always which sucks." I yawned again and say on the curb gaining tips from passing civilians.

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Character Portrait: Grayson Alexander Character Portrait: Jason Gaster Character Portrait: Skyler Black Character Portrait: Scotland Walker Character Portrait: Auguste Moragne Character Portrait: Thomas Rollens Character Portrait: Genevieve Morrison Character Portrait: Ryder Taylor Character Portrait: Emmitt Cobble Character Portrait: Lucian Hunter

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"So, excited to meet your mate?"

Scotty's gaze out the window shot up as she was suddenly addressed by a fellow pack member. She looked up to see that is was Genevieve, one of her hunters. Scotty's expression quickly turned from surprise to happiness at the girl sitting across from her. She had spent a lot of time with Gen and even though Scotty was the lead hunter, she never felt as though she was any better than Gen and she always made sure that the other hunter knew that. "I'm sure you already know the answer to that," Scotty spoke with the same slight sarcasm as Gen had spoken to her. They were all nervous and Scotty knew that. She tried to stay her light-hearted self, but she was becoming more insecure about the whole situation by the minute.

Scotty talked with the other pack members for only a moment or two at the start of the bus ride before settling further into her seat and gazing out the window at the passing scenery. She knew that much like everyone else on the bus, she would not be acting too much like herself on this trip. The thought of finding a person that she would spend the rest of her life with was far too much of a burden for Scotty to be acting like her normally up-beat self.




A little less than two hours later, Scotty woke with a start as the bus jerked to a halt. She had not realized that she had fallen asleep, but she was glad that she had not been awake for such a long time on a metal box. Scotty quickly smoothed down her hair and checked her makeup in her reflection in the window. Once she was satisfied that everything was in order, she grabbed her bag from the dust bus floor and followed the rest of the pack off the bus.

Scotty stared at her surrounding for a moment. The place was gorgeous and the beautiful surroundings only made the upcoming days seem more surreal to her. Scotty took a deep breath and exhaled, closing her eyes. She had to get used to it because there was no turning back now.

Scotty was jolted out of her thoughts as a kind yet demanding voice spoke from behind her, "Ms. Walker." Scotty's eyes shot open and she turned quickly on her heels to face the voice. In front of her stood a woman far taller than she and much older with gorgeous fiery red hair; however, despite the woman's age, Scotty couldn't help but think that the woman was held far more beauty than she.

Scotty did not know who the woman was, but she had the feeling that this woman was important. Scotty gave her a large smile and replied, "Scotty." She had meant for the comment to be more of a "We don't have to be formal" sort of gesture but it had come off as more of a "I'm an immature child" sort of act.

The woman gave Scotty an unamused glance and Scotty couldn't help but squirm a little under the glance. "Yes, Ms. Walker," the woman began slowly, choosing not to take Scotty's gesture of non-formality, "You'll be in Cabin Twelve." The woman finished speaking and Scotty opened her mouth to say something, but she was already walking away toward another one of Scotty's pack members. Scotty furrowed her brow at the woman's stoic disposition, but she shrugged it off as nothing personal.

Scotty shouldered her bag just as she caught a glimpse of the other pack's bus rolling to a stop. Suddenly feeling like she had to get out of there, Scotty checked around her in case she had missed anything and scurried off toward the cabins to get a little more dressed up for the coming evening.

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Grayson Alexander Character Portrait: Jason Gaster Character Portrait: Skyler Black Character Portrait: Scotland Walker Character Portrait: Auguste Moragne Character Portrait: Thomas Rollens Character Portrait: Genevieve Morrison Character Portrait: Ryder Taylor Character Portrait: Emmitt Cobble Character Portrait: Lucian Hunter

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Skyler smiled at Jason's comment, though she couldn't quite admit that it worried her that they'd be... exposed on unfamiliar ground for days. Of course, there would be the other pack members but she couldn't trust them with her family, with her pack. "So Skyler shall we go appease the elder's?" he said back, "the sooner we get this over with the better" was all she could say before she followed Jason inside the bus and sat down on the free seat besides him. She made a few jokes about whatever she could think of for a little while but for most part of the ride she was quiet.

Nearly two hours later they had finally arrived to their destination, once it came to a stop Skyler hurried like a mule to get outside of the bus, of course waiting for the Alpha to do so first. Truth was she had a strange feeling about the whole thing as if they were somehow exposed. As soon as she managed to grab some air she waited for the rest of the pack members, she greeted everyone good morning and soon enough grabbed her luggage.

Skyler immediately searched the place protectively and once she made sure there was nothing strange going on she thought of making herself home and rushed in to whatever cabin, the girl wasn't quit waiting for any longer before getting ready; all she wanted was to take another hot bath, thought she already had in the morning, and maybe even snag a little nap. It wasn't until a beautiful red-haired beauty stopped her, an older woman with beautiful red hair. Strangely Skyler thought the woman almost gave off a royal feeling to her, she had a particular tanned skin which made her hair stand out even further. "Mrs. Black?"

She nodded almost taking her time, it had been some time before someone had addressed her by her last name it almost sounded unfamiliar. "The one and only"
she said with a smile now, and extending her arm to greet the woman in front of her. The woman looked at her hand unimpressed before she she spoke again, "Mrs. Black, your will be staying in cabin 13" as soon as she said her number her eyes widened. "Awww come on man, that's just back luck all over! Skyler frowned loudly enough for other pack members to hear. The woman paid no mind to Skylers complains and gave her an unamused stare "I suggest you would get ready. I will see you again soon enough".

Almost with her head looking down she headed to her cabin, a rogue she probably could handle but what could you do with back luck. She let out a sigh and once she had found her cabin she frowned again at the look of the plaque with the number 13 on top of the door but finally headed inside. She immediately started getting ready, 'something fancy' she remembered. Finally she picked an outfit she hoped would be fitting and headed towards the shower, finally she changed into her outfit and deemed herself ready.

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Character Portrait: Jason Gaster Character Portrait: Skyler Black Character Portrait: Scotland Walker Character Portrait: Auguste Moragne Character Portrait: Emmitt Cobble Character Portrait: Lucian Hunter

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Emmitt Cobble

Emmit had been reading over a how to manual about how to do wood burning and the different methods. He had just bought the book a little while before the trip. He used the two hour bus ride as a time to read as he figured he would get very little time to read the next three days. He didn't notice but about half the way to the campsite he had fallen asleep as he could not sleep the night before. His dream was rather typical for him. He was working on a car and the car fell on him which caused him to wake up and look around him. He realized he was at the destination as some of his pack had already started exiting the bus.

He got up grabbed his bag and walked out the door. He looked around as younger pack members from both packs exited and headed to their cabins. He looked around for the person in charge of the whole thing. He figured she or he might bea very busy person with all these people coming into the gathering. He finally saw her as was pointing Skyler to her cabin. He walked up to her "Evening miss. I am Pack Doctor Emmitt Cobble."

The women turned around and was greeted by Emmitt's scent first. He had not showered and he smelled like oil and gas as he was working on the engine this morning. "Hello I'm Mrs. Striker I'm assuming you are on the list." She checked the list quickly trying to move this young man along. "You will be staying in cabin 10 enjoy your stay." She walked off to help another person.

"I guess I'll find it myself then." He walked off towards the cabin and reached the cabin shortly. He opened the door put his bag on the bed stripped off his clothes and took a long shower. "Much better" he proclaimed as he stepped out of the shower and began getting dressed.

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Jason Gaster

Jason listened as he realized most of the people on the bus were not talkative at all. He decided he would open his window and enjoy the air that washed over his face. He did this pretty much the whole time to the camp grounds. He watched as they pulled up to the grounds and the doors opened. Jason took a deep breathe and made his way off the bus and out to the crowd. He looked around taking in the sight and smell of the woods. He knew it should make him relax but he couldn't in fact it made him more paranoid. He knew this place was neutral territory but could they just expect them to let go of the mentality that anyone outside the pack could not be trusted. Mrs. Striker snuck up on him not cause she was trying just cause he was lost in thought.

"Lead Warrior Gaster I presume?" Jason turned around his hand reaching for his axe which he didn't have because he was told not to bring it. He calmed down a bit when he realized it was probably someone working at the camp. He nodded to her still keeping a watchful gaze on anyone who walked by. "You will be in cabin 18 Mr. Gaster." Jason nodded and walked off. He realized it seemed rude but he was on edge and needed to breathe for a minute.

He walked to his cabin and walked in. He then proceeded to sniff and give the room a good study as to make himself familiar with it. Satisifed that the room was safe enough he put his things down and crossed his legs as he sat on the bed. "Relax boy we'll be fine." He felt the wolf calm itself inside and he smiled. "I guess I really do need a vacation."

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