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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.
Getting up from finishing his rep of push ups, Arawn stretched a little and went to shower. Once clean of all sweat, he quickly dressed and went to eat a hearty breakfast of eggs, toast and tea. He had just finished his plate when the surrounding hunters all whipped out their phones and looked at a message. Shinon needed them. He would wait here until he was needed and keep the infirmary fully stocked and ready just in case any hunter met up with a wolf.
His bike's speed reached up to 90mi/hr. What should have taken him a day to reach only took the pair half the time. He easily weaved between road and dirt, avoiding all objects in his way. When they were about an hours walk from where Shinon was, the pair hid the bike and started on foot. "Only spray this on highly scented areas and not a lot, this stuff can kill you." The Second rolled her eyes as she sprayed the wolfbane mixture on her. They started the trek and by dinner they reached Shinon's hideout.
"What now, Shin?" Arawn asked once his friend opened the door.
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Before he had time to protest, Shinon had his arms around him. Giving in, this was a hug and his brother after all, Arawn hugged back. It had been a while for both.
"Don't worry, we can have a remembrance for them after this is taken care of." He smiled before growing serious. "Shin, you know I will follow you through Hell and high waters, but please don't ask me to kill. You know I hate that and I swore an oath when I became a doctor. I will do anything. [b]Anything.[/i] For you, but please do not make me kill. Protecting myself is one thing, hell even protecting you but I do not consciously want to kill another creature even if it is a werewolf. I will act as bait if I must." His eyes pleaded with his bother.
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.
It was nearing midnight when they finally rolled into town. As the Second scanned for anything suspicious, Arawn kept his eyes forward. He jabbed her lightly with his right elbow and jerked his head to the left. There walked a woman aimlessly holding a sword. With a nod, they sped up and Arawn quietly called, "Hey Miss, you okay?"
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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.))
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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