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Thomas Rollens

"I could do better but I don't feel like it I don't need a higher rank."

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

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Thomas Rollens
Shut up and drive || Rihanna
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|| Age: 24| Nationality: Irish American (Mainly Irish)| Nickname/Alias: Tea or Drainer. "Don't call me that please." |


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|Gender|
Male "Your kidding right I'm a girl. Dumbass"
|Birthdate|
March 13th "Don't ask about my relation to luck."
|Sexual Preference|
"I can't think of a polite way to answer that." Straight
|Species|
werewolf
|Pack|
Dark Mountain "Not Nearly as cool as it sounds."
|Ranking|
Warrior 2 "I can fight so let's keep that attitude under control, got it?"
|Bloodline|
Pure bred "I'm the best I just don't care enough to show it I'm happy where I am."
|Occupation |
Bartender



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|Eye Color |
Blue "I don't really know so brown fuck it."
|Hair Color |
Dirty Blonde
|Wolf Appearance|
Black and grey fur, 7'0" 106.594kg
|Body Type|
Athletic
|Skin Tone |
White "I'm so white the moon admires me!"
|Height & Weight|
6'2" 59.8742kg
|Birthmarks/scars|
He has a odd birthmark shaped like a coffee smudge on the back of his neck.



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|Personality |
He is rather shy and tries to avoid conflict be intimidation. Thomas is glad to help others with nearly anything so long as they ask. He is scared of groups of more than three people and of awkward conversations. He hates being in the spotlight but will help others get to their goals. He is rather quiet unless he is confident that he is safe and won’t have any trouble come his way at all. He doesn't like yelling and it really disturbs him he tends to evade arguments. He is considered extremely headstrong and is willing to fight for anything but has as much hope as a prisoner sentenced to life. He has deemed himself a person doomed to be alone until the end of his days and is often mocked for it. He jokes around about how bad he feels being single but he actually feels the way he says. He never cries or even displays emotion for more than a few seconds.
|Likes |
•Girls "Who doesn't their foxy and fun."
•Books "Yes I can read get over it."
•Swimming "Water is a great gift to the world."
•Swordsmanship. "It takes lots of skill and patience."
•Rapping "I can spit a rhyme or two."
•Goofing off. "I can be fun too you know."
|Dislikes |
•Mean people "Don't act a ass please."
•Self Rightous people "Oh holier than thou art white knight may god let me smight you down."
•Guns. "Anybody can pull the trigger it lacks skill."
•Killing." Yes I know my job don't remind me."
•Heights "Fuck the fall I just don't want to stop at the bottom."
•Groups of more than three strangers. "I just don't trust the group."
|Strengths |
•He is fast and very skilled in hand to hand combat he also is skilled with a blade.
•He has a good sense of smell and is very skilled in tracking often finding his target before the hunters do. "I am a jack of all traits."
|Weaknesses |
•He likes to try to trust people but it often comes back to bite him in the ass later. "I try to be nice I really do."
|Fears |
•He hates being alone in a quiet room for too long it scares him. "I hear things or heard things when I was little and it still haunts me."
•Falling "I don't so much fear the fall as the death waiting after it."



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|Equipment |
He always carries a knife and a sword hidden in a cane. When he doesn't have to act casual he carries a Hattori Hanzo sword and a pistol for the overly hyper opponent.
|History |
He has always been a little bit of a wild card since he was born. Age 5 his parents were killed by a rouge but due to them being Omegas he wasn't given even a side glance until he killed the people who murdered his parents. Later it was discovered that he was a lot more than his parents had been when he was caught practicing. He was seen punching a tree until his hands bled and his skin was stained red. He was told he was to weak to be anything other than a cook/babysitter. Age 10 He began training with weapons but only mastered the sword and knife. He was caught stealing food from another child the two got into a fight over it. Thomas won when he did a front flip so his feet landed on the kids head. Age 15 He started to get ambitious and made a plan he fought his way up the food chain until he reached a rank he thought would be fine. He made sure to hide his speed and skill in combat by nearly losing his fight to become a warrior. Age 20 He has fully mastered sniping but prefers to keep close quarters following the saying "Keep your friends close and your enemies closer." He tries to kill as few people as possible and is fully aware that he may be in danger at all times.
|Other| "What do you mean other? Wait why did I even tell you this much get out of my apartment!"



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So begins...

Thomas Rollens's Story

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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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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: 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: Vincent Craig Character Portrait: Claire Evelyn VanCortlandt Character Portrait: Jessamie Gage Ryker Character Portrait: Genevieve Morrison
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Alistair Ulven
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      • Alistair let out a small moan as his Golden retriever licked the left side of his face, slowly he rolled over into his back and cast his glance over to his window. There was still a few patches of snow and already Alistair could smell the crisp air although it was nearly covered by the smell of cinnamon and apple, his own scent.
With a lot of willpower Alistair finally managed to push himself away from his soft mattress and warm quilts. Still in his morning slumber mode he managed a slow shuffle towards his bathroom. After he let the warm water slip over his olive skin Alistair quickly changed into his black jeans and plain white tee.
It was nearly time for him to board the bus which would take him to his future mate, excitement and anxiety hit Alistair like a ten-meter wave.

What if his mate didn't fall for him? What happens then? Does he simply have to be alone, forever? Alistair pushed the questions out of his mind, he couldn't afford to think like this. He still had half an hour till he had to be on the bus. Quickly Alistair walked over to his favorite cafe, he quickly ordered a hot chocolate, he nodded his thanks and made his way over to the bus.

Not many of his pack was there, Alistair smiled and whispered his 'good morning' before he slipped his headphones on and flipped out his iPod before he put his favorite artist on and hoped on the bus. Alistair quickly took a seat in the middle and smiled as each of his pack members sat down. Without another word he looked around at the empty seats, snuggled up on the chair and started playing Temple Run as he waited for the rest of his pack to arrive.

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Thomas was up long before the bus came to get him so long in fact that he had gotten more done before breakfast than most had all day. "Ouch." He whispered at 5:32 AM as his fist hit the tree again making the dent bigger he had been punching the same tree for hours willing it or his hand to break. Thump Thump Thump! He finally stopped a few minutes later holding his hand as it bled profusely. "Still having that nightmare?" A voice asked from behind Thomas it's tone was full of pity and energy. Thomas however just took a deep breath before continuing to hit the tree. "It wasn't a dream I really did survive that fall so fuck you Ryan!" He stated a aggravated tone to his voice as he threw a hay maker at the tree causing it to lean back and creak. "Whoa the bad wolfie gonna get me you're pathetic I made up better stories when I was four." Thomas spun to his left so he could follow up his punch with a fast and hard kick. The tree fell over and roots flung dirt into the air as He took his sword from it's sheath. "If I wanted to kick your ass Ryan I'd call for the crash test dummy." He turned towards the person talking to him sword in a tight two handed grip." Besides you blood suckers aren't allowed on my lawn it's bad for your health." The Ryan simply smiled and looked at the tree then Thomas. "You really expect that to scare me and my friends?" Thomas shook his head and gave a small chuckle as two other vampires stepped into the clearing holding weapons. "No I don't in fact I was hoping it would make you bring more three isn't enough." He then dashed forwards and jumped over his opponent the other two trying to track his movements. "Good thing you are always too cocky Thomas." Ryan tried to draw a pistol but had it kicked out of his hand as Thomas put one foot on Ryan's hand and threw the other into Ryan's face. The goon to the left started to advance as Thomas caught the pistol and ejected the clip into the space under the guy's foot causing him to trip. He then threw the empty gun into the face of the third guy while throwing his sword up with the other hand. He got up and gave Ryan a quick jab to the face causing Ryan to blink. "Did you just punch me." Ryan looked stunned as he wiped blood from his nose then his head snapped back again. Thomas then kicked Ryan in the chest sending Ryan flying before catching his sword. He blocked a strike from a stun baton and kicked the second guy before slicing through the first guy's leg then upwards to split him. Thomas then stabbed his blade behind him killing the third guy. "Are we done here Ryan can we drop the act and will you just leave?" Thomas asked putting his sword away as the still bleeding vampire got up a audible crack as he fixed his nose. "Yeah thanks for killing the assholes but did you really have to punch so damn hard." Thomas gave a grin and started walking to his house a small one story but he liked it since he had spent a few years building it. "Eh, Tea you got any bagels in there I need breakfast still." Thomas just laughed and waved Ryan to follow him to the kitchen and he tossed a whole bag of bagels at Ryan. "Take em fuck it take all of them I'm not going to eat em, but dammit stop calling me that!" Thomas hears Ryan laugh as he walked to go get ready he had a list of things to do.

5:30 AM Help Ryan

6-8 get packed.

9-10 Get cane from the shop on the way to the bus.

Thomas made sure the rest of his day went off without a hitch. He climbed into the bus with his stuff and sat in a row in the middle building a wall with two boxes and a bag.

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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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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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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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"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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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.