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Laavi Korpiklanen

"You're feeling stronger, no more feeling bad! Vodka! And you will feel awesome!"

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a character in “Those That Roam In The Night”, as played by Enitsirk

Description

GENERAL INFO

Full Name:
Laavi Korpiklanen
Birth place:
Western Norway/had to flee north in early years

Birth Date:
19. December. 3000
Age:
21


APPEARANCE
Laavi has the masculinity of the viking, but he moves gracefully and acrobatic in his bright mood. In his bad mood he is strong and fierce. His claws and fangs can come out in human form, but only if agitated strongly, and they are as deadly as a bear's strike. His bright, bright blue eyes one would think possible to see through had it not been for the wall of goofiness in his person. Straight backed he greets you respectively. As swiftly as a pup he jolts away in fun and games. And like the viking wolf he is, he growls and snarls when being threatened.

Height:
183 cm
Distinguishing Marks:
Human: Viking look. Usually he lets his beard grow to a handful, and rarely does he shave clean. Is it getting too long, he just cuts it, leaving a short stubb of beard.
Wolf: He's a slight taller wolf as his legs are over average long, and his bones are thicker, which makes his changing a little longer than usual. His fur is white with a little blonde here and there.

PHOTOS



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He wears pants of strong fabric. Jeans or metal clothing. Usually he wears a black t-shirt or other metal clothing.

His wolf form, only Laavi’s eyes are bright blue.
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PERSONALITY
Laavi acts very similar no matter what form he is in, though he knows he is not supposed to sniff another person in the ass when human. Or to take a shit just about anywhere. He might as well joke about it though as he is a goofy young man who wants to have fun most of the time. He’s an optimist and enjoys howling and play fighting with his comrades.
Laavi is as honest as his hair is blonde, and speaks his mind to whoever he wants. He is curious and seeks good company and loyalty.

Role:
Hunter 2
Skills:
Music, dancing, fighting and surviving cold weather.

HISTORY
This wild norwegian boy was brought up in a free home and his childhood was as fun as it was dangerous. He was highly regarded by his friends and he was loved greatly by his pack. The war had made him lose a few loved ones and he grew angry and bitter towards humans, but his wise father taught him patience and love. He said that every being speaks for itself, though precautions needed to be taken and they fled longer up the mountains to hopefully live in peace and feast on reindeers, among others. A cold tragedy started killing his pack members and they had to sail away to new lands. He was the only survivor being in his strong late teens and was picked up on a warm coast half dead. He roamed this new land with optimism and curiosity. He got together with a street pack and they made a living by playing metal music. Laavi played the bass and sang their songs of passion, party and fighting. He wasn’t aware that he soon were to be mixed up in an issue regarding a female human.

Relationship Status:
Single. Heterosexual.
Family and Friends:
Dead family. Jack, Robin and Gunther(his band).
Known Languages:
Lupien, norwegian and english.

Theme Song:
Vodka by Korpiklaani: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qcNtKpnBNUw
The text is on the video.

and

The crown of winter by Forest Stream: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f7fdyssDs7Y

Stay...
As the Legend comes true...
Among the virgin snows we are Her silent envoys
We make you dream
About what's happened
Long ago
So long ago...
I've seen you off by a vernal sunrise
To meet again in autumn dusk
And overcome with sudden uneasiness
A fine delight of my throbbing heart
Be standing quiet, blessed with oblivion
Inhaling the freshness of your enchanting cold
And feel this strange severe fondness
You grant me captured to behold
These calm and solemn snowfalls
In which I am drowning, revealing
That the death is no more
Being lost from this Earth
I am yet to be found
Among the stars not known
Before
"I am not the only one,
Who drifts away into the Might of this Night
The decision's yours so will you join me?
We could, if dared, defeat the Height..."
- Please go dance with me
Before I fall asleep,
And teach me one more word of
Your perfect tongue...
As you are the only one
I want to talk to
I wish to talk to
I'd like to talk to...
- You...
No! Wait... I know... I'm doomed to talk to...
Bring the Crown!
Bring the Crown!
For a prince of this Misery
In the glow of the Northern Lights
To become a true king...
And till the end of the time He'll dwell unopposed
Once being beheaded - Forever be Crowned...
I open heart for my eyes to see
The skies are crying turning grey
Today I seem to fail to find the decent cause
That would persuade me to stay





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So begins...

Laavi Korpiklanen's Story

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Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Arturo DeGari Character Portrait: Pavel Oborot Character Portrait: Shinon Kurochi Character Portrait: Lizzie Francis Darius Character Portrait: Laavi Korpiklanen Character Portrait: Makayla Reed Character Portrait: Vada Oborot Character Portrait: Ruan Millfolk Character Portrait: Jason Austin
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Lizzie Francis Darius

Lizzie shakes her head and shows him the pads she put on. She sees a wolf with sandy blonde fur and hazel eyes snarling at her. She turn around to see a long branch going to the forest. She runs along it kicking on it hard when she got to the tree to make the branch snap. She sees mud on the ground so she drops down and rolls in it so they find it harder to smell her. She then runs through the forest way from the murder scene. 'What just happened?' she thinks. Lizzie heard a howl and turns around to see the dark brown wolf running after her. "Do they ever fucking give up!?" she shouts out loud in anger. She sprints away trying to throw them off but it was obvious that they would catch up as she was already starting to pant as she has been sprinting for ages. She starts to slow down as she runs out of energy and the white wolf is also in sight now. Lizzie knows she can't do anything. She used to not mind them unless they tried to eat her but in this situation, even hunters are her friends. She thinks back to that day as she runs.

(PAST)
The fire crackles as Benjamin (Lizzie's dad) puts a few twigs on it. It was early in the morning and Kathryn (Lizzie's mother) comes down the stairs. David (her younger brother) is sitting on the floor cross legged playing about with a small wool ball they found next door. All was quiet until they came. First there was a knock on the door. "I wonder who that is..." Kathryn says as she walks to the door. Lizzie watches her and just before she opens the door, Lizzie realizes they could be werewolves. "Wait!" she shouts but it was too late. The door opened and there was a ringing of shooting in her ears as Kathryn was mowed down by the bullets. "Mummy!" David says. Lizzie instinctively grabs David and carries him to cover. Benjamin follows. "You two go. I can give you a few seconds to run but only a few seconds." Benjamin says. "Dad no!" Lizzie shouts. "GO!" he shouts. He runs out of cover and gets shot lots of times. Lizzie picks up David, smashes the window next to her and vaults over it to escape. She hears gunshots behind her signifying they are being shot at. She jumps to the side and keeps running for 10 minutes. She puts David down to see he was shot in the chest. He is gasping for air. "Liz... It hurts..." David gasps. Tears come out of Lizzie's eyes. "No David. Your okay... Your okay..." she says but it is clear he is already dead. She bursts into tears. She lost everything that day. Her family, her only safe place and her trust in other humans. The hunters had obviously thought they were werewolves and that was why they came.

(PRESENT)
She remembers the knife in her pocket and she pulls it out. She had never used any weapons as she has just had to run right now. 'First time for everything.' she thinks. She takes the knife out while running and checks again hoping that they aren't still chasing her. All three of them are and the hunter has seemed to have disappeared. She turns around knife ready and the sandy blonde one jumps on her immediately disarming her as she didn't hold it tight enough. 'Shit!' she thinks. She pushes the wolf off to see many more are now around her and the brown wolf, now looking closer is actually light brown, is on top of her.

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Character Portrait: Arturo DeGari Character Portrait: Pavel Oborot Character Portrait: Shinon Kurochi Character Portrait: Lizzie Francis Darius Character Portrait: Laavi Korpiklanen Character Portrait: Makayla Reed Character Portrait: Vada Oborot Character Portrait: Ruan Millfolk Character Portrait: Jason Austin
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Ruan allowed himself to slide down the hill slightly ahead of Arturo, keeping his footsteps light, which was one of his several key talents. if Ruan wanted to he could become a ghost, silent in step and a mere white shadow in wolf form. It wasn't until they got closer and where about to enter the streets of the town that the situation began to change. The sun was setting and Ruan felt the change come over him like a violent wave. The familiar sensation of bones popping and shifting under his skin, painful but strangely a relief, as if he'd spent the day cramped at the driver's seat of a car all day. Ruan's clothes slipped off, falling to the floor and he shook himself pure moon-white fur being tossed to and fro across his smaller but lithe strong figure. It was right about then that the human they'd been tracking came out from the house, turned, and spotted them all in quick succession. Ruan acted on pure instinct instantly tagging her as prey in his mind the moment she turned her back and began to run.

He bolted, his tail raised level with his spine as he went at top speeds after her, a snarl at the front of his throat as he snapped at her ankles. If he'd caught her, he wouldn't kill her. He would take her down and disable her legs first before turning human and taking her in with Arturo. It wasn't really about showing off for him. It was more the chance to bond with another of his pack mates and fullfill another duty for the Alpha and the pack. Running through the streets was easy but running through the forest was natural. This human was a complete fool. She should know if there's one wolf coming out of the forest there could be ten wolves hiding in it as well keeping alert to the scent and sound of its brethren. Ruan leapt across the broken log just as it snapped digging his paws in in order to keep from slipping into the steep ditch barring the way back into the forest on the other side. Once free Ruan slowed and let loose a howl to inform the others of his position and situation. The very tone of his unique and personal song both identifying him and screaming a single word to the alpha and all the others. CHASE!

The white wolf continued said chase, keeping easy pace with the human, it wasn't hard for him being the wolf of pure stamina and speed. The scout and occasionally when he had nothing else to do, assistant hunter. Ruan howled again, loudly and with the fierce energy of his wolf, the eagerness for the taste of blood in his voice. His pack was coming.

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Character Portrait: Arturo DeGari Character Portrait: Lizzie Francis Darius Character Portrait: Laavi Korpiklanen Character Portrait: Makayla Reed Character Portrait: Vada Oborot Character Portrait: Ruan Millfolk Character Portrait: Jason Austin
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Arturo ran in close quarters with Ruan still in his human form, he could see the human running from then he glanced to the night sky. His heartbeat grew louder in his ears as his body contorted to the changed, light brown fur tearing through his skin as he landed on all fours. His feet thundered on the ground right on Ruan's heels overtaking him as they burst out of the forest that the human ran through.

He chased after the human again but Makayla had appeared disarming the human of her silver knife. Arturo circled the human snarling fiercely, he zig zagged towards the human taking her down quickly. He pinned her to the ground leaning closer to her face growling deeply, his eyes glaring into hers. He snorted out a breath glancing to the other wolves, keeping his feet on the girl he changed back to his human form but kept his feet on the girl weighing her down.

He growled deeply and spoke " you put up quiet a fight, didn't you?. Give us a bit of fun, right guys?" He said giving a dark chuckle and glancing to the others.

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Character Portrait: Arturo DeGari Character Portrait: Shinon Kurochi Character Portrait: Lizzie Francis Darius Character Portrait: Laavi Korpiklanen Character Portrait: Makayla Reed Character Portrait: Vada Oborot Character Portrait: Ruan Millfolk Character Portrait: Jason Austin
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Makayla Reed


Makayla chased the human girl with ease until she turned, revealing that she had a knife. Taking quick action, she jumped on the girl and disarmed her. After being pushed off, she stood up swiftly and stood around her with the others as Arturo had her under his foot in human form.

Deciding to stay in wolf form in case the human had any more tricks up her sleeve, remembering the hunter that had attempted to save her would most likely still be around. She let out a dark, wolfy chuckle as she nodded in agreement with Arturo. She used chasing humans as a way of release, it being one of the rare occasions that she had a clear goal. Whenever she saw one killed or killed one herself, that was when she had difficulty. She used the memory of her parents to get her through it, making herself believe that they would want this, that they would be proud. She wasn't a monster, this wasn't her idea of fun. Fun for her was cracking jokes, partying. Makayla always felt as though she didn't fit in with the pack, despite it being all she's ever known, she hated this way of life. She didn't like to hurt people, human or not, it just wasn't her.

She was constantly at battle with herself, wanting to run from the pack but at the same time not wanting to be alone. 'Focus, Makayla, you need to focus!' She reminded herself, shaking out of her thoughts and paying full attention to the task at hand.

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Character Portrait: Arturo DeGari Character Portrait: Pavel Oborot Character Portrait: Shinon Kurochi Character Portrait: Lizzie Francis Darius Character Portrait: Laavi Korpiklanen Character Portrait: Makayla Reed Character Portrait: Vada Oborot Character Portrait: Ruan Millfolk Character Portrait: Jason Austin
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Ruan never had the unfortunate experience of watching his family die or become wolves. He had no idea what became of them and so far Ruan felt it pointless to fuss and worry over it. As far as he was concerned his human life had been fruitless and pointless. He'd spent all those years doing nothing but what his father had declared right or what his bosses had demanded of him. He'd never really lived for himself and thus felt no loss for his human life. He felt at home now in the pack especially when he was in wolf form. He felt he had real purpose then, real freedom as well. Ruan trotted off to the side, circling Arturo and the human. A snarl bubbled at the back of his throat as he hungered for the chance to tear out her throat with his teeth and feed off her innards. He didn't however. The only thing that kept him from it was the hierarchy of the pack. He passed Makayla and his dark eyes lingered on her as he smelled her very insecurities. Her doubts and empathy evident in the slights of her posture and the look in her eyes. He didn't pay much mind to it however and watched on to see what would happen next.

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Character Portrait: Arturo DeGari Character Portrait: Pavel Oborot Character Portrait: Shinon Kurochi Character Portrait: Lizzie Francis Darius Character Portrait: Laavi Korpiklanen Character Portrait: Makayla Reed Character Portrait: Vada Oborot Character Portrait: Ruan Millfolk Character Portrait: Jason Austin
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Pavel's ears perked up hearing the first call with human ears. 'Ruan.' He shook his head a bit wishing they had informed him before they had started their chase,boys will be boys as the saying goes tho. He loosed his garments and set them aside in a tight ball be for shifting. For him it was a little easier than most, like slipping into a winters jack after you already had one one, do able but not exactly comfortable.

He stretched once , mostly his shoulders and back , simply making sure everything was alright then shook his fur loose before darting off to where his pack was it was an easy enough run for him he'd be there in a few moments.
He didn't know which he enjoyed more. Racing through the woods effortlessly like he could never do as a human or the fact that when he shifted it was like taking a helmet off. No longer having muffled hearing, he could taste the air with every breath, and even feel closer to the earth as it raced beneath him. The second call came.

Pavel was closer than he realized and was soon upon the group. He felt a grin across his mouth , at least imagined the feeling.
The sight of his pack surrounding the human always made him grin, it felt like yet another small victory knowing that they had surrounded this harlot luck those wretched monsters had surrounded his wife. A deep snarl rumbled from his throat when his eyes met the humans , ears back and teeth bared.

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Character Portrait: Arturo DeGari Character Portrait: Pavel Oborot Character Portrait: Lizzie Francis Darius Character Portrait: Laavi Korpiklanen Character Portrait: Makayla Reed Character Portrait: Vada Oborot Character Portrait: Ruan Millfolk Character Portrait: Jason Austin
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Lizzie Francis Darius

She watched as the light brown wolf turned into human form. It was a boy and his foot still on her keeping her body down. She smiles. Her father taught her to always act like I have the upper hand. 'You haven't COMPLETELY disarmed me...' she thinks. She had a trick up her sleeve, or more rather a boot. She quickly checks for an opening and oh my god, it means going through the whole pack or climbing a tree and then jumping from tree to tree. She kicks the werewolf with their foot on her's other foot that was keeping them balanced and they tumble to the right but they immediately get back up. The sandy blonde wolf growls getting ready to attack but they took too long. Lizzie was already climbing the tree. She hears a slash under her and she checks to see if her leg was scratched. Thankfully, it hit the tree so she continues climbing. It reminds her of the day the hunters came, how alone she was and is right now facing inevitable death but it also gives her hope because that means, the miracle could happen again.

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Location: Nearest bar and civilization.
Time: Same night.

This night, Laavi Korpiklanen was playing with his band in the bar called "Neon wolves". Laavi and his band "Licking Iron" were making the bar turn over to a metal rock bar over the years, and people didn't mind. His band had gained good relationships with the staff and regular customers. The twelve tables inside were full of people drinking and partying with loud volume and cheers. The vocalist growled songs about hunting down your prey and feasting on it, in whatever way you pleased. He winked at a woman with short red hair and she giggled before grabbing her drink with a fully tattooed arm, not daring to keep eye contact for too long.
Laavi laughed deep and loudly in the microphone as a part of the song before jumping in on the text again. Some of the men laughed, knowing Laavi used to get sidetracked when on stage. He was one of the young werewolves who always spread good mood around him. The place was so crowded you had to slalom your way over to the bar.

In the break Laavi sat by the bar with another friend in the band. A dark haired man had taken over the microphone on stage to keep the music flowing until "Licking Iron" was supposed to be on again.
"Jaevlig bra," a man said to Laavi as he passed by and patted his back. "You too bud," Laavi answered and smiled at the attempt of Norwegian. He dipped his smoke in the ash tray, trying to keep up with his friend's story of last night. "You gonna hunt down that red haired, then Laavi?" he asked after realizing the rough blonde was not impressed by his story. A deep chuckle left the hairy throat. He accepted his pint from the bartender and grimaced at his buddy "I scared her off, man...Girls can't handle me, I'm too hot!" he exclaimed and threw his arms to the side. By doing so he hit someone behind him. He immediately apologized, still smiling "Oi, Sorry, dude!" the man punched Laavi playfully in the shoulder and they both turned back to theirs with a chuckle.

Laavi took a heavy sip from his beer and jerked his head while stretching his jaw as if something bothered him. A question came from his buddy "You haven't feasted for a while, have you?" A small annoyed growl from Laavi and a shudder while looking away added up his answer "Meeh, been too busy practicing." "Bullshit..." Jack went serious, he knew Laavi and he always turned his head when something was up. He'd been thinking about his unreachable friend for a while and decided to confront him. He cared about his wolf and band brother; "You can take down whatever you need, Laavi. What's the problem? I know the lack of humans, but there's always a way. I went on a long trip with the guys last week- Why don't you ever join us to hunt, Laavi." The long haired blonde vocalist moved displeased and grunted before taking another large sip, almost emptying the glass.
Jack would have none of it; "Come on, what's wrong? You're practically our brother, why won't you-" Jack was surprised and tensed at first when Laavi shot up and got him in a headlock while growling, then he laughed and spoke in his ear; "You're not my mother, Jack. Let's keep it like that, huh, bud?" Laavi kissed Jack on the cheek before walking over to party of young werewolves, who he loved to fool around with. He needed the motivation for next song and didn't want to talk about why he hadn't been in the mood for hunting.

The truth was; he was lonely and couldn't find a way to fill the gap. He filled it with songs, beer and other werewolves for now.

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Character Portrait: Arturo DeGari Character Portrait: Pavel Oborot Character Portrait: Lizzie Francis Darius Character Portrait: Laavi Korpiklanen Character Portrait: Makayla Reed Character Portrait: Vada Oborot Character Portrait: Ruan Millfolk Character Portrait: Jason Austin
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Jason made his way back from the outer borders of the forest as soon as he heard the commotion at the Pack's camp. He sniffed the air, 'a human', he thought. He continued in the direction of the camp and as he reached it he was met by a rather crazy scene. The whole pack could be seen snarling and scratching at a tree and a girl, a beautiful one in Jason's eyes, was getting higher and higher, trying to escape. 'Her fate is already sealed.", thought Jason, who proceeded to sit down on a log, 'Shame she seems nice.' Jason chuckled at his own comment before looking up as the girl got closer to the top. Being the pack hunter meant that he was more agile than the others with slightly keener senses. Jason brushed through the crow of people surrounding the tree and looked up, saying, "You know you're done for right? I mean, you have a limit to how high you can climb and even then you can't stay up there forever. We will eat you whether you are dead or alive. Meat is meat." The girl did not respond to Jason's taunting, so he decided to put his agility and strength to the test and began to climb.

The tree did not have many footholds, but this was no worry for Jason, or any of the Pack for that matter, because he had claws. The only difference was that this would all be over quicker if he did it. He was catching up to the girl quickly and as he neared her bottom half, reached out for her leg.

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Character Portrait: Arturo DeGari Character Portrait: Pavel Oborot Character Portrait: Lizzie Francis Darius Character Portrait: Laavi Korpiklanen Character Portrait: Makayla Reed Character Portrait: Vada Oborot Character Portrait: Ruan Millfolk Character Portrait: Jason Austin
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Makayla Reed


Makayla growled at the girl as she escaped, readying herself to attack but was too late as she was already climbing the tree. Angered, she attempted to slash at her leg but missed and got the tree. She snarled at the girl from below, accompanied with her fellow pack members but was cut short mid-snarl by the pack hunter, Jason, brushing past her and speaking up. She mentally winced at his reference to eating her, Makayla hated that part of being a werewolf. She didn't hate all humans, just the hunters, but they were unpredictable. Keeping any alive would be a risk and it was her duty to help in the killing of them all. Others are often shocked to learn that she was born a werewolf, as she had many typically human traits and knew that certain pack members weren't exactly thrilled about them.

She watched as Jason climbed the tree with what looked like ease, not getting involved as she knew he could handle it but instead standing as close to directly beneath the girl as she could, ready to catch her if she fell. Of course, being in wolf form, she would be catching her with her jaw but the girl was going to die anyway and she knew it would be preferred by the others if it was by a wolf rather than a fall.

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Character Portrait: Arturo DeGari Character Portrait: Pavel Oborot Character Portrait: Lizzie Francis Darius Character Portrait: Laavi Korpiklanen Character Portrait: Makayla Reed Character Portrait: Vada Oborot Character Portrait: Ruan Millfolk Character Portrait: Jason Austin
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Jason trudged off in a huff. What was Pavel thinking? Jason knew that he could have gotten the girl if he had just a few more seconds. He was an arm's length away. Where were the pack to move? Jason still hated Pavel for what he did to his family, he watched him tear his family apart. It was Jason's determination not to cry that had convinced Pavel to turn him. He didn't want to be a werewolf, he wanted to be dead. He sat on a tree trunk some distance away from the others, refusing to associate himself with them at the best of times. But he was hungry and it was getting worse, the less humans there were around, the less food. He walked to the river to get clean before moving. The other wolves probably would have called this a waste of time, but washing helped Jason connect to his past; he doubted he would ever let go. He stripped off down to his underwear and began to scrub off the dirt. After Jason had finished he rested to dry in the sun. He didn't care if the Pack had left without him, he could pick up the scent later. He just hoped no one saw him, soaking wet and in his underwear. That would be embarrassing...

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Character Portrait: Arturo DeGari Character Portrait: Pavel Oborot Character Portrait: Shinon Kurochi Character Portrait: Lizzie Francis Darius Character Portrait: Laavi Korpiklanen Character Portrait: Makayla Reed Character Portrait: Vada Oborot Character Portrait: Ruan Millfolk Character Portrait: Jason Austin
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Ruan started off with the rest of his pack, turning back into his white wolf form before he noticed Jason wandering off. He didn't think much of it. As a wolves they all understood a freedom that they all had. No one was bound by duty, they where only bound by blood and strength. The duty came with the need to survive and that's why every single wanderer always came back to the pack. Because they needed each other to survive. Ruan's duty came next, as the scout of the pack. He jogged, light footed up to where Pavel walked. Ruan's tail tucked low a sign of respect and of his place in the pack he looked to Ruan, the questions on the surface of his expression. He wanted to know where they would be migrating to so that he could scout on ahead for danger or nearby challenges. Sometimes Ruan was sent miles ahead to a location in order to find small rogue packs of three or four wolves encroaching on what was to be their territory. That or he would find that flooding had made their destination impossible to live in. Ruan's howl was always the warning sign. Sometimes he was sent miles back with one or two other wolves from the pack in order to cover their tracks from hunters or draw them in another direction. It all depended on the situation. Ruan's versatility on long trips and navigation skills made him infinitely valuable for them specifically.

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"Licking Iron" was placing their instruments ready for the second and final play. Laavi hurried through the curtains on to the stage where his band mates waited while joking around with the expectant audience. Laavi forced both his band and some of the buddies in the audience to snort and chuckle when he stumbled in a thick cord. A grin was still on his face when he picked up his el-bass after he too had chuckled at his clumsiness. He was exhausted and hungry, but his mood were always on top. Jack were the only one giving Laavi a second glance of worry. He wondered how long since the blonde had ate, and if his increasing uneasiness and carelessness had something to do with the starvation Jack suspected. The band didn't give Laavi's intense performance any second thought, instead they joined him. The growls and crazy attitude Laavi added to the songs made the audience and most of the band even more excited and it kept going as one of the best performances they did in the "Neon Wolves."

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Character Portrait: Arturo DeGari Character Portrait: Pavel Oborot Character Portrait: Lizzie Francis Darius Character Portrait: Laavi Korpiklanen Character Portrait: Vada Oborot Character Portrait: Ruan Millfolk Character Portrait: Jason Austin
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Pavel nodded a bit, guesting forward. This town was finished and it was time to move on, other than the girl there wasn't anyone here. ' We should go visit Laavi, it had been a while sense they had saw him. He kept his pace level looking back to see what the other were doing. One of them had wandered off, Jason. This wasn't the first time he had wandered off, and it wasn't the first time Pavel had noticed it. 'If the boy wanted to leave he could have just left along time ago.' Paval directed the group back to their camps they could gather their belongings and we could leave. He'd go into more detailed once they got their and were ready to leave.

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The bright sun shone in the tall window of Laavi's apartment in the third floor. The building had five floors of apartments, mostly werewolves who decided to live a little outside the city. They had an unspoken agreement to leave the few humans who lived there alone, as not to cause suspicion of the growing force of hunters in the city. Laavi was sprawled halfway on the floor and halfway on a blanket in his black underwear with a white sheet as cover. He liked to fall asleep watching the dark star light sky. His head usually didn't pounce the day after a heavy party, but as he was weak of starvation it throbbed and made him squint in light pain. He slowly turned on his side and sat up away from the sun. His tummy twirled in hunger and he knew he couldn't postpone a feast for far longer.

Groaning as he stood up, he groaned yet again when heading for his bathroom. He smiled in the mirror at the long tousled blonde hair. He liked hair, and therefore he was determined to turn the next night and at least take a walk as a wolf, maybe he'd stumble upon a stag. While arranging his jaw and grimacing with it, he made ready his toothbrush and started brushing his teeth violently with a hostile grin. He growled and snarled while brushing, and as the white foam spread around his mouth and lips, he acted out until it ran down his chin. That was when he started laughing out loud and bent over to let the foam fall in the sink. He grabbed the sink for support while laughing and the foam kept running and dripping down into it. Sighing in relief as he finally stopped laughing, he muttered in a smile; "Fucking rabies," and spat before starting a new act of absurdity. Loneliness did weird things to a hyper brain.

Once out of the bathroom all dressed in jeans decorated with chains, and a black t-shirt tight to his torso, he walked over to the fridge. He found a piece of dried meat and smelled it suspiciously before taking a large bite. Sensing it's condition, he shrugged and turned to the living room. He kicked the dirty clothes from yesterday into the dirt pile corner. Taking another bite from the dried meat, he kicked the chair on place by his desk and nodded in agreement that the room was cleaned. Time to go find a magazine or something at the street corner. He had a feeling he'd meet up with someone interesting today. Or maybe it was just the hunger.

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"I don't know." Arawn grinned as Second slipped away to scope out the building. The town was slowly growing in human population but many buildings were still empty. His eyes swept over the landscape and his one good ear took in all (at the human level anyway). When the Second tapped him on the shoulder she gave him a nod. Carefully and quietly, he picked the lock and entered the abandoned building.
He wandered about the place, but wasn't at ease. Feeling restless, he looked over at the two girls and nodded, "I'm going to scope out the area. I don't feel comfortable not knowing this place. The Second will keep you safe, she is technically in charge now." He grinned as the Second huffed out a laugh. "Be careful." He slipped out and went exploring. The sun was slowly rising as he watched a few kids ride by before seeing a man sway a little. He jogged over, he couldn't let someone possibly hurt alone. "You okay sir?" When the man looked at him he saw the flash of the tapetum lucidum in the were's eyes. Instinctively his muscles locked up and his senses went on high alert, but he tried to breathe through it. Cautiously he asked, "You okay?" He didn't like werewolves, he'd seen too many die but a small part of him still believed that they were human.

((OOC:I'm fine with your idea, I think it'll enable the werewolves and hunters to interact.))

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"You swayed a little just now. Can't ignore something like that." Arawn gave the man a crooked grin. "It's ingrained at this point to help others. But you're sure you're okay?" He had an inkling why this man faltered as he did, it wasn't very often a werewolf showed any weakness intentionally. The man was either hungry or intoxicated. From the way the man didn't smell, Arawn had to assume the former. Silently he prayed he wouldn't be the man's next meal. Although he secretly believed not all werewolves wanted to kill every human on earth, he was no dreamer and knew many would if given the chance.

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He nodded. If the man says he's fine, he probably is. As the man started walking away, Arawn called quietly, "Be careful. Don't do anything stupid." He gave the man a final grin before turning and walking away. Those two sentences tended to be Arawn's farewell to anyone he knows. A hint of seriousness for the first sentence and a way to be more light hearted for the latter. However this time the last part held a sort of warning in it. He got the feeling the man was a little different than most werewolves, hell he could have mauled Arawn at any point but didn't. So he gave a warning to the strange wolf. If he gave heed to it, excellent. If not, well Arawn's hunters would probably meet up with the wolf soon and Arawn would have to fix the broken.
He continued on his way to scout out the town more. His head actually bobbing back and forth as if to a tune in his head. In reality, he was listening to the world around him. He'd learned over the years how to compensate for his deaf ear. So far very few realized he was partially deaf and if people thought he was crazy for having tunes in his head, well he was more than happy to let them think that.

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