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Pavel Oborot

" Bodark, men who become wolves... that's the old legend anyways."

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

Description

Full Name:Pavel Oborot
Birth place: Verkhoyansk, Russia,
Birth Date: Aug/4/2973
Age:48


APPEARANCE
Height:6’1
Distinguishing Marks: Several tattoo’s Left bicep script reads

Мужчины, которые смотрели на луну, долго, чтобы быть волками.
“ Muzhchiny, kotoryye smotreli na lunu, dolgo, chtoby byt' volkami.or
Men who stared at moon, long to be wolves”


PERSONALITY.
[b] Reserved: Pavel is a reserved alpha preferring to sit back and watch how things will play out rather than being overly aggressive in situations. This isn't to say he won’t put someone in their place or take action simply that he will wait for the correct move to present it’s self.

[b] Decisive:

A man of action when the moment is right. Pavel will make decisions as needed and won’t second guess himself. What he says is law until proven otherwise.

Cunning:
Need we say more here, the man will see patterns and use manipulation to win if that is what is required.

Honest:
One thing that can be said about him is that he will be honest to you, a man of his word Pavel will not lie to you, he might not tell the whole truth but it’s there if you can see it.

Caring:
One of his softer qualities is his love for the pack, He will got out of his way to make sure the group is safe and is willing to do anything to make sure the pack survives. [/b]

Honorbound:
Doing things because you are honor bound can be the hardest thing you've ever done. Keeping an oath even at the cost of everything you hold dear, this is the strongest quality Pavel possesses.


Role: Alpha , Leader.
Skills:Tracking , hunting, general outdoors, diplomacy , archery , swordplay, general management of forces, Systema , krav maga,judo, boxing, street fighting, prison fighting.


HISTORY
Relationship Status: Widowed. (optional)
Family and Friends: The pack (optional)
Known Languages: Russian, english, sign language, Greek , German, French , Latin. (optional)

History

“ Zdravstvuyte, So you want to know about my history?” Pavel ask, his hands folded on the table. “ It’s been so long I don’t even know where to start. “ He searches the table top for answers as the gears in his mind turn.

“I was born in a small town in Former Russia,I spent my youth there chasing girls, enjoying what little of my own life I could. I got in trouble often as a child. Prison was in my future and I spent the first 5 years of my adult life in a cell. There we fought, mourned , and waited for a change to run again. I made a friend. Darnisk , a shrewd man , an omega to be sure in our brute strength society. Darnisk taught me what it was to be a soldier for you see, he was human by birth, he had actually been trained to kill our kind and wound up one of us.” Pavel laughs a bit before taking a drink from the glass on the table.

“ My time there hardened me , made me cruel and cunning. and once I was free I only wanted to be there for my self. Until I met her. “ His eyes seemed to dim a little as if an old wound had been ripped a new. Alexandra. Oh she was fire in the flesh.
I loved her with all my soul I tell you. ah but she wanted nothing to do with a loner like my self.
I spent the next year chasing her. I’m not sure exactly how it happened but she was forced to leave her pack over something she never told me. She came to me one day and asked me to show her how to do it. How to be strong.

We spent winters together, nomads free from everything except one another. We truly were wolves. “
“ On my 31st winter our daughter was born. “ We had many wonderful winters after than.

“ It was a nice dream while it lasted.” Pavels face seemed to drain of any light it had regained in those fond memories.

“When my daughter was 17 we had gone on a hunting trip, the wife was a home resting, she had broken her leg chasing a deer down a gully. We were safe, I was sure of it.
When we came home, the house was burned, and nothing but foot prints had been left.

“ She had … died.” The word fell like the final nail in a coffin. Pavel was still for a moment, quiet. Before long he roused himself and gave you the whole fake smile ‘It’s alright’ look we all know. “ So that’s when we started hunting these humans. Makayla joined us when we said we wanted revenge. As we pushed for the nearest human town we met a strange man. Arturo, His accompanied us after we told him our task. He shared a tale straight out of a horror novel. This added fuel to our rage. We Slammed upon the town like a storm against a stranded ship at sea. After the first town was burned to the ground we made an allie, Ruan. The man pleaded his usefulness so I allowed him to join.

There were still other humans to be found. We searched the countryside killing any group we could. Jason family was among them and instead of killing them I offered him salvation for some reason… I still question that decision to this day. “

He shifted “ Now we are here in north america and that’s all that is important enough to mention.”


Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k70iKGjr-Zs

So begins...

Pavel Oborot's Story

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Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Lizzie Francis Darius Character Portrait: Arturo DeGari Character Portrait: Jason Austin Character Portrait: Makayla Reed Character Portrait: Ruan Millfolk Character Portrait: Laavi Korpiklanen Character Portrait: Shinon Kurochi Character Portrait: Pavel Oborot Character Portrait: Vada Oborot
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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: Lizzie Francis Darius Character Portrait: Arturo DeGari Character Portrait: Jason Austin Character Portrait: Makayla Reed Character Portrait: Ruan Millfolk Character Portrait: Laavi Korpiklanen Character Portrait: Shinon Kurochi Character Portrait: Pavel Oborot Character Portrait: Vada Oborot
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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: Lizzie Francis Darius Character Portrait: Arturo DeGari Character Portrait: Jason Austin Character Portrait: Makayla Reed Character Portrait: Ruan Millfolk Character Portrait: Laavi Korpiklanen Character Portrait: Shinon Kurochi Character Portrait: Pavel Oborot Character Portrait: Vada Oborot
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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: Lizzie Francis Darius Character Portrait: Arturo DeGari Character Portrait: Jason Austin Character Portrait: Makayla Reed Character Portrait: Ruan Millfolk Character Portrait: Laavi Korpiklanen Character Portrait: Shinon Kurochi Character Portrait: Pavel Oborot Character Portrait: Vada Oborot
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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: Lizzie Francis Darius Character Portrait: Arturo DeGari Character Portrait: Jason Austin Character Portrait: Makayla Reed Character Portrait: Ruan Millfolk Character Portrait: Laavi Korpiklanen Character Portrait: Pavel Oborot Character Portrait: Vada Oborot
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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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Character Portrait: Lizzie Francis Darius Character Portrait: Arturo DeGari Character Portrait: Jason Austin Character Portrait: Makayla Reed Character Portrait: Ruan Millfolk Character Portrait: Laavi Korpiklanen Character Portrait: Pavel Oborot Character Portrait: Vada Oborot
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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: Lizzie Francis Darius Character Portrait: Arturo DeGari Character Portrait: Jason Austin Character Portrait: Makayla Reed Character Portrait: Ruan Millfolk Character Portrait: Laavi Korpiklanen Character Portrait: Pavel Oborot Character Portrait: Vada Oborot
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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: Lizzie Francis Darius Character Portrait: Arturo DeGari Character Portrait: Jason Austin Character Portrait: Makayla Reed Character Portrait: Ruan Millfolk Character Portrait: Pavel Oborot Character Portrait: Vada Oborot
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Vada ran behind the rest of the pack, her small, lithe form darting in and out of the shadows as the rest closed in on what smelled to her like a human. She usually kept to the back of pack, due to her age and also to the fact that she had somehow become the resident healer. She definitely knew her stuff, Vada’s mother had taught her well before her untimely death and the teenager had suddenly learned what real responsibility meant. Speaking of responsibility, the thin brown wolf came to a sudden stop as she spotted the rest of her pack surrounding a human girl. She wondered why the girl still lived as Vada watched her climb a tree. It seemed as though some of her pack preferred to try verbal intimidation, something she never bothered with. Vada usually let her brute strength and raw agility do the talking for her.

Winding her way through other pack members Vada came to a stop near the foot of the tree where she sat and waited patiently. Vada was known for her patience and tenacity especially when it came to prey, and she was sure that sooner or later, tree or no tree the human would be drawing her last breath this night. Vada licked her sharp teeth, her golden eyes never leaving the frightened girl in the branches.

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Character Portrait: Lizzie Francis Darius Character Portrait: Arturo DeGari Character Portrait: Jason Austin Character Portrait: Makayla Reed Character Portrait: Ruan Millfolk Character Portrait: Shinon Kurochi Character Portrait: Pavel Oborot Character Portrait: Vada Oborot
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Ruan paced impatiently. This kill was starting to draw out. They where all there, there was obviously no escape for this girl and they had her stuck in a tree. He padded over to their alpha, Pavel, swiftly shifting back to human as he did. He sat crouched in the leaves, his furless body nevertheless warm against the chill of night. "We killing this one? When we where chasing her I did catch another scent out there. There's a hunter lurking and he's placed wolf's bane. Surely she could be useful luring him out into the open. Hunters love to be the heros. We'll either need to move on to the next territory or take him out before others arrive." he suggested

"There are many ways a woman can be used to our advantage in this." Ruan looked up towards the woman, his dark eyes glimmering in the moonlight.

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Character Portrait: Lizzie Francis Darius Character Portrait: Arturo DeGari Character Portrait: Jason Austin Character Portrait: Makayla Reed Character Portrait: Ruan Millfolk Character Portrait: Shinon Kurochi Character Portrait: Pavel Oborot Character Portrait: Vada Oborot
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Pavel huffed a little still in his wolf form. Ruan was right, and this news of a hunter changed things a bit. On one hand a kill was a kill. 'If we just killed her now that would be one less person to worry about. But on the other, if this hunter had anything to him, him un-distracted could to prove annoying.' pavel sat and looked up at the girl regarding her worth as a kill or as bait. He only had to think for a moment.
'we need to move, we've been here to long and a single kill is not worth getting the pack killed over.'
He shifted to his human form.

" It's time to leave." Pavel spoke. " Live tonight human, live tonight like it's you're last night.You and you're kind's days are numbered." He spoke with no malice or anger. He spoke like he was reading something from a children book with out much enthusiasm.

He turned on a heal and started walking and shifting at the same time. Seamlessly he trotted off as a large black wolf only looking back to make sure his pack left this girl alone for the night. They had to make a plan to draw out this hunter.
His yellow eyes watched the human in the tree, he chucked. ' A tree... of all places you run. I should have let them rip you apart for your ignorance.'

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Lizzie Francis Darius

Lizzie watched as the wolf under her skids down in annoyance and walks off. Some of the other wolves do the same. 'This has to be a trap' she thinks. She sees a branch above her that goes to a tree towards where that hut was. She remembers the gun she dropped in there so she uses the branch like a monkey bar to get to the other tree. Lizzie continued looking for long branches and using them like monkey bars until she though she was far enough away. She slowly climbs down and sprints the opposite direction of where they went. She checks behind her to see no person or wolf following her but she continues running in case the are hiding. She finds the hut again and runs upstairs again for the gun. She picks it up and notices a grenade marked smoke. She knows what to do with it. She puts it in her pocket and continues. 'This might slow them down.' she thinks. Being taught about escape and evasion, if she makes a booby trap with this they might slow down thinking there might be more lethal ones. She makes a tiny basket and checks to see if the smoke grenade fits in it and then adds a tiny stick to it to remove the pin when it is set. She makes sure they aren't in the same pocket and checks for a sort of bag but she had no luck. She grabs a few sticks and gets a bit of her shoelace for later. She then runs off again.

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


Makayla was kind of relieved when the Alpha decided to let the girl live, glad she didn't have to witness another death. It was only one of many, but she'd take it. She stood still for the longest, watching as Jason wandered off before turning to her and giving her a look of apology. It was little, but extremely significant. Knowing that she was now behind, she ran off to join them before the girl even had time to react. She could have not even seen it, but Makayla didn't care. It's the thought that counts, right? She'd never let her morals get in the way of the pack's safety, but that didn't dull the guilt after killing someone. Soon she was walking just behind Pavel and Ruan slowing her pace slightly so that she was under no risk of passing them. She wasn't one for attention in the pack, she didn't fit in already as it is. Makayla only stayed because she needed to survive, plus the pack is all that she'd ever known.

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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: Lizzie Francis Darius Character Portrait: Arturo DeGari Character Portrait: Jason Austin Character Portrait: Ruan Millfolk Character Portrait: Laavi Korpiklanen Character Portrait: Pavel Oborot Character Portrait: Vada Oborot
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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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Character Portrait: Lizzie Francis Darius Character Portrait: Jason Austin Character Portrait: Makayla Reed Character Portrait: Ruan Millfolk Character Portrait: Shinon Kurochi Character Portrait: Pavel Oborot Character Portrait: Arawn Hart
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Stepping outside on the sidewalk, Laavi sniffed the air; he could smell a few humans in the damping dew. A car had passed by ten minutes ago and a cat was nearby. His head turned quickly towards the scent of the cat and his eyes widened, but he suddenly had to step away for a gang of kids driving their bikes. A ten year old kid with growing blonde hair slowed down and stared at the hairy man. Laavi squinted at first, but gave the kid a weak smile as he reminded of himself at that age, only this one was thinner. The kid hurried off to his friends further down the rode. Laavi huffed and shook the hunger away. Cat's didn't make much of a feast anyway, nor did kids. He didn't know if those thoughts or the hunger made him nausea. Turning to look in the other direction, Laavi saw an empty road and the sun starting to warm it. Not many people lived out here, but just enough not to make it a deserted neighborhood.

Laavi thought of how things had evolved more and more into a human civilization through the years, and he liked it. He'd never lived among humans until reaching the continent of the west and entering the newly evolving community here. The humans entertained him with their daily lives, and as he liked to feast more on animals than the homo sapiens, he felt more at home with them rather than with the packs eating them. Pretending to be among the humans and playing and singing all night long, as a wolf should do in Laavi's philosophy, he was happy. Actually, as of now; both humans and werewolves struggled to survive and deep within his heart he hoped humans and werewolves could live side by side one day, but he knew that was hard or even impossible.

Laavi put his hands in his pockets and bent his gaze to the sky dreaming his thoughts away to the future, and he missed his passed away family in Norway. He pictured them buried deep within the merciless frost of winter which had attacked them so fast both on land and sea. It was rather different from the warm sun he felt on his skin at the moment. His tummy twirled and he got a little dizzy. He had to eat today.


((OOC: I am very confused at how or where things and creatures are, so I've tried to mix everyone's interpretations of how this world function in my post. I've made the town Laavi's living in as of one growing human community, that will explain the mayor and the hunters' organisation(I hope), with werewolves in undercover and roaming in an underworld community. Kind of like toying with humans like vampires did in Anne Rice's vampire chronicle..."Playing with our food," I was imagining the town Laavi is in as the town everyone is approaching. I didn't get any response from the OOC chat, so I post here. What do you guys think? Is it ok with a world of 70% werewolves and 30% humans increasing because the werewolves needs them to grow in numbers to be able to survive? I am tagging those I tag because I believe they are the ones closest to meet Laavi. Again, this is a suggestion I have. Please respond to what you have in mind or think.))

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Laavi had walked carelessly for a while and was in deep thought when the back of his mind noticed a couple or more humans nearby. The daze in front of his eyes were disrupted by one of them, a man apparently, who came suddenly asking of his condition. The hairy blonde took a long while before answering with his hands in pockets and relaxed body. He saw the man flinch at a new attained knowledge, and as the man decided to ignore whatever made his heart beat, Laavi's voice spoke deep and skeptic; "Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" his mouth curled in a little smile behind his smooth beard and his eyes moved curiously around the shape of the man.

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As the man spoke, Laavi swallowed and could almost feel the blood run down his throat as it soared in the man's soft flesh right in front of him. The bubbly releasing sensation, it was so fragile, and his mind twirled. It didn't help that the small pieces of dried meat he'd eaten earlier worked more as a tease rather than satisfaction. Praying on animals had been scarce too, for several reasons. Holding him back from the man though, was a rather horrid memory associated with hunger; when arriving this land, Laavi had almost died of it and vomited the first time preying on a human all those years ago. The young werewolf had never gotten used to the flesh of homo sapiens; for him the man was like a delicious cake one would expect tasting like sugar and cream, but experience foretold the disappointment of salt and bitterness. He also didn't like the smell of this one, so what the long haired Norwegian did was to draw his gaze away and step aside to walk further from town. "I'm fine, thanks. Have a good day," he replied dryly with an awkward grin and a playing nod of his head as he smoothed his way to the side with hands in pockets.

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Laavi lifted his hand sloppily in farewell and slapped it to his side when turning to leave. He hoped to sniff out a big animal today or the coming night so he could focus more on the music and his friends in the city. He thought about the weird feeling of something in the air and smiled wryly at the thought of it. He liked surprises, it meant action and adventure, though he hoped he got to eat first.