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Sherrie Faustus

"It is the way we choose to live. Free, unbound by silly laws and human restrictions."

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a character in “Wolf Blood”, as played by SaiZebra

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"I'm free to run through the trees at night as I please unlike my traitorous brothers and sisters."


☽ Who Am I ☾



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Full Name:
Sherrie Lyn Faustus

Name Meaning:
"Descendant of Searrach" | "Lake" | "Auspicious, lucky"

Nicknames:
Sher (Shh-er)

Age:
17 Years

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

Birthday:
September 21st

Pack:
Lunar Pack

Role:
Beta of Lunar Pack



☽ Appearances Can Be Deceiving ☾



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Hair Color:
Chestnut Brown

Eye Color:
Blue-Green

Wolf Fur Color:
Brown | Tan | Spots of Black

Race/Ethnicity:
British, Caucasian

Distinguishing Marks:
Scar of claw marks on her right shoulder blade.

Detailed Description:
Sherrie is a tall, very slender brunette with blue-green eyes that sometimes appear baby blue and sometimes light green in different lightings. However, her license officially lists her eyes as blue. She has prominent cheek bones and a strong jaw indicating some european descent, most likely Russian somewhere down the line. She has decently full lips and a very straight nose. Her height makes her appear lanky since she's 5 foot 7 inches. Her weight doesn't account for much since she weighs in at 167lbs, decent for a slender wolf blood like her. Sherrie doesn't have any marks on her young body except for the lighter-colored quadruple claw marks marring her right shoulder and maybe some razor nicks on her legs like any normal person.



☽ What's Inside Really Counts ☾



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Personality:
Tomboyish | Quiet | Stubborn | Patient | Playful
Sherrie appears feminine and sweet but in actuality she's very tomboyish. She prefers playing in the dirt on a hot day compared to staying inside and eating ice cream. She enjoys wrestling with the boys compared to shopping and doing makeup with the girls any day. This causes trouble for Sherries because often times other females will shun her because they think she's flirting with the men. However, Sherries carries a bit of density and tends to not notice the other girl's feelings until its too late. She also happens to be the quiet type, often not saying anything at all. She doesn't contribute much to any conversation and most people who know her don't expect her to. Those who have gotten super close to her understand her from the expressions she shows. For example, a small smile with lowered eyes means she is pleased with something. A playful grin with squinted eyes means she's up to something. A straight face with a tense jaw means she is ready to kill something. People who are extremely close to her pick up on these cues and are able to discern what she means when she doesn't speak.

Sherrie may be a patient person but that also goes hand in hand with her stubbornness. If she's set her heart on something then she will stand her ground for as long as it takes until the other person caves. Most people attribute this to bravery but for Sherrie, its just her being bullheaded and stubborn. This also accounts for her habit to have the last word in arguments. Although she may not say much during the argument, when the other person walks away she may murmur "Asshat." under her breath. So be wary! However, her patience gives her the ability to stay calm in situations that most others panic in. A part of her calm nature may be density or unawareness of the dire straits she is in but at the core, her patience gives her the strength to remain relaxed in dangerous times.

Lastly, but certainly not all, Sherrie is very playful….In an odd way. Although she may like to wrestle and play with others, Sherrie enjoys teasing them and playing hard to get even more. Her favorite wolf game is tag and then after that, hide n seek. She enjoys running and letting her playmates chase her. Sherrie also enjoys such games in her human form and will often dare others to race her or run with her. This also speaks for her romantic side of course.


☽ What I'm Good At. Or Not. ☾



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Skills
★Running, Hiding, Climbing★
★Pursuits of Strength★
★Basic Medical Skills★
★Eolas★

Flaws
★Distracted Easily★
★Destructive, Messy★
★Cannot Do Ansen★
★Stubborn to a Fault★



☽ What I Hate and What I Love ☾



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Likes
★Roaming★
★Tag + Hide N Seek★
★Deer and Cats★
★The Pack★

Dislikes
★Solar Pack★
★Humans★
★Ignorance★
★Betrayals★



☽ My Past Won't Be Forgotten ☾

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Home Town: Redbrook
Detailed History:
Sherrie was born in Redbrook but moved away shortly after because her parents feared that the packs would become harmful to their daughters way of life. They moved around the states and Sherrie grew up surrounded by wolves and humans alike. Although her family was mostly nomadic, they did settle in many places so that Sherrie could rest and recuperate during the long winters up north where her parents would go off on long hunts for weeks at a time since they couldn't accustom themselves to human life. Sherrie also understood from a young age the difference between wolf bloods and humans. Especially because she was reminded of it so many times when the other kids would tease her about her ratty appearance or lack of parental support in her life.

At that time Sherrie didn't harbor any true hatred for humans, just a general dislike for their stupidity. No wonder they evolved from apes, she would think to herself often. It wasn't until a particularly long winter where Sherrie and her family had settled in a backwards town north of Maine. She was fifteen and upon asking her parents to attend school, finally managed to get permission. The school dance was coming up and a cute, albeit nerdy, guy had asked her out. She liked his fragile smile and shy quirkiness that he displayed around her. It was refreshing compared to the honest brutality and upfront nature of her wolf blood parents. The night of the dance, he came over and before they could even take a few steps out of the door he tried to lay the moves on her. Sherrie immediately rejected him but he became aggressive and angry at her, causing her to panic and let her wolf rise to the occasion. He freaked out and ran and Sherrie thought that it would end there. Soon, most of the town was knocking on her door and calling for her to show herself. Unfortunately, that backwards town had been a god-fearing religious town and would not tolerate blasphemous devilry and they had reason enough not to like her and her reclusive family who never went to church. After the sheriffs reluctantly intervened, she had to move on without her parents who she hadn't seen since winter began. However, kin can always find kin and Sherrie kept in her heart the thought that one day they would return to wherever she would go.

Sherrie hadn't completely forgotten about Redbrook and returned and rejoined the pack who welcomed her relatively easily as some of the adults still remembered her parents. Since then, Sherrie has had two birthdays and is now seventeen. Sherrie changed in the middle of her sixteenth year and has not yet heard word from her parents. She thinks about them sometimes and wonders if they are still alive or free in the wild. She hopes they will return soon but it is a fleeting hope and she tries not to have too many expectations about it.
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So begins...

Sherrie Faustus's Story

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Character Portrait: Alex Morgan Character Portrait: Charmaine Berlioz Character Portrait: Isabella Heathering Character Portrait: Lily Swales Character Portrait: Sherrie Faustus Character Portrait: Dalton Reeves Character Portrait: Zach Rose Character Portrait: Mitchell Kulin Character Portrait: Seung Doe

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Isabella woke up with a start. She'd had a nightmare which she could no longer remember, to her greatest relief. She opened her eyes to sunlight streaming through her window, and she brought it within herself to sit up and pull on some clothes. She went for comfortable and practical rather than fashionable - a dark coloured hoodie, a simple tank top, and skinny, but not too tight, jeans.

She headed downstairs hurriedly, and scarfed down scalding hot eggs and toast. She just wanted to get out. She had to meet her pack. Her parents understood, of course - her father rolled his eyes as he noticed her eating so quickly. She smiled a little before returning to her breakfast, finishing it off as fast as she could.

Not 15 minutes later, Isabella slammed her front door, and began to jog down the street, and didn't stop until she reached the edge of the forest. Only then did she begin to sprint, dodging trees and leaping over logs. While she ran, she managed to plug in her earphones and switch on her music, humming along to some track she couldn't remember the name of.

She had no idea how long she had been running before she stopped. She stood in the middle of what could be described as a small glade, which had a small area cleared, from where her pack had been running for as long as she could remember. Only then did she cup her hands to her mouth and howl loudly, making herself known to the trees and animals around her. Almost immediately, she felt a weight lift off of her shoulders, as she let all the emotion from the dream go into the noise. It would also alert her pack to her presence, and she smiled to herself.

Finally, she stopped, and sat down on a log, when she smelled something... off... in the air. Confused, Isabella stood up, glancing around her. It smelled like...

She saw the crimson on the tree quickly after that. It wasn't a Wolfblood's - Isabella knew what that smelled like. She walked over slowly, and touched the red on the bark, examining it. The red came off in her fingers. She wanted her pack to come quicker now - she needed to investigate. They needed to find out where that blood had come from.

Isabella worried what that meant for the rest of their pack.



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Mitch shook hair out of his eyes, as customary, when he woke up. He appeared to have woken up before his packmates, although he couldn't be too sure.

He brushed his clothes off, as they had become dusty in the night. It tended to happen, as he slept outdoors most of the time. He decided he was bored, and had soon located a tree that was suitable to climb. He grinned, and had soon hauled himself up to about 60 feet in the air. He could still see the rest of his pack, far below him. He wasn't paying attention, of course. He tended to daydream when he was up in the trees.

Suddenly, Mitch heard howling, and almost fell out of the tree. He was surprised - it didn't sound close, and he didn't think there were other Wolfbloods around. It sounded like a Wolfblood, at least. He decided he would let the rest of the Pack know.

"Hey!" He yelled. "Wake up. There's other Wolfbloods around." He began to clamber down the tree branch, although he didn't touch the ground. He sat on the lowest branch, waiting for his pack mates to wake up.

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Character Portrait: Alex Morgan Character Portrait: Charmaine Berlioz Character Portrait: Isabella Heathering Character Portrait: Lily Swales Character Portrait: Sherrie Faustus Character Portrait: Dalton Reeves Character Portrait: Zach Rose Character Portrait: Mitchell Kulin Character Portrait: Seung Doe

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Charmaine was riding her bike, a rescue from a nearby dump, along the edges of the woods. As much as she liked the woods, there was no way for her to ride inside. She could run, after all, since she was a scout and the fastest wolf in her pack, but pedaling a bike was rather enjoyable too. An old transistor radio perched in the front basket of her bike played her all time favorite Beatles song, Yellow Submarine.

"We all live in a yellow submarine, a yellow submarine, a yellow submarine..." she sang along. Her hair was blown in every which direction from the wind, and it knotted together. Most of the brown strands stayed in front of her face, impairing her vision immensely. She was already wearing sunglasses in dim light, however, so it did not matter much to her. Charmaine was navigating mostly with her sense of smell.

Suddenly, a loud howl sounded from the woods, its piercing volume overpowering her radio. This howl did not sound like it belonged to anyone from her pack. So, one of the solar goody-two-shoes was making it. She might as well go see the patheticness of the entire situation. Charmaine slammed on her brakes, turned her radio off, and swept her hair out of her face before leaping off the bike. She leaned it against a broken and rotted wooden fence, and then turned towards the woods.



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Seung was in the midst of quite the relaxing beauty sleep when awoken by a howl. He recognized the distress call of his female counterpart almost immediately, and rushed to get ready. Normally, he would take a very long time to dress and do his makeup, but there was no time for his daily routine. Lamenting his ugliness, Seung pulled his sleepmask off and tossed it onto his nightstand before dressing. This outfit was nothing he would wear out in public in a non-emergency, but speed was of the essence.

He pushed open his bedroom window and shimmied down the side of his home to the backyard below. It was the woods where he needed to head, and that was where he would head. Quickly double-checking that his laces were tied correctly, Seung took off galloping. Within 10 minutes, he had reached where Isabelle and Alex were. "What is the matter-"

The shiny crimson caught his eye, and he stopped midsentence. Seung understood now. The blood stank of human.

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Character Portrait: Charmaine Berlioz Character Portrait: Sherrie Faustus Character Portrait: Dalton Reeves Character Portrait: Mitchell Kulin

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A body rustled among piles of soft wool blankets. Long brown tresses fell over a woman's face and shoulders, barely hiding her face from the intruding sunlight. The rock walls glittered where the sunlight stuck the dew from morning. Eyes opened, flashing blue from all of the brown hair. Her lips pursed and a soft groan escaped her lips as she rolled over onto her back. The woman's chest rose and fell gently and finally she eased up into a sitting position, scanning her den.

Although Sherrie happened a wild wolfblood she felt that some human inventions were useful. Let them do the work and reap the benefits. Her hands brushed the fluffy wool on her blankets unconsciously. Also, some of the time spent living with humans had left certain impression on her. Beds were much better than sleeping on the hard forest floor, even if the bed was made of a dozen blankets.

She raised a hand to quickly comb her hair back into something manageable. Once she felt like her messy look was perfected, she raised off the blankets and strode to the pile of clothing in the far corner of her den. The den she had chosen was near the edge of the forest, away from the human town on the other side. Its entrance was somewhat hidden but looked like a open door leading down into the earth. It was big enough for a bear and Sherrie liked it that way because it left room for her tall human form. Plus, the bear had been quick to bolt after a good romp with her. Sherrie picked up some black jogger pants and a black t-shirt with the words 'Be Yourself and Good Things Will Happen' on it. She liked the ironic twist of the shirt. Be yourself, she thought. A wild wolf blood who would teach a human a lesson? Good things always happen. She snorted and finished dressing herself before striding out into the bright sunlight.

Sherrie glanced up at the sun glaring down at her from above the treetops. Her gaze followed the wolf tracks that were her own into the dark den behind her. The fallen trees over the entrance were dead and crumbling day by day. Her nose picked up the scent of a badger that had wandered by kept moving. She continued scanning the den before deciding that her den during her time sleeping had been relatively undisturbed. Sherrie turned to the forest and tipped her head up closing her eyes to listen to the sound of the birds calling to each other nearby. She let Eolas guide her senses through the forest and she could hear the soft yet infrequent footfalls of a couple of nervous rabbits. The fluttering wings of a couple birds. A deer nibbled at the grass below it's hooves as it moved east. Sherrie strained to go further and the heavy panting of a human startled her. It was a girl and Sherrie soon realized that the girl was wolf blood as she howled into the air. Sherrie stopped her Eolas and shook her head, like shaking off the sound. It was a tame wolf blood for sure since Sherrie didn't recognize the pitch or voice behind the howl. "Hey!" A voice yelled to her right just a short distance away. "Wake up. There's other Wolfblood's around." Sherrie recognized the voice as Mitchell and began to jog in his direction.

When she arrived, she peered up at the boy who dangled from the lowest tree branch. Although Mitch was the same age as her, he held the scout rank in the pack. He was a damn good one though. Sherrie smiled in greeting before waving at him. Her gaze roamed over to the other wolf bloods in the clearing before returning to Mitch. She cleared her throat, "I heard it too. It's not one of us. Those tamed wolf bloods are up and about." She spoke mostly to sum up her own thoughts. Her brow furrowed as she wondered what the girl had been up to. The tamed wolf bloods usually were busy attending school and other things. Why was the girl in the forest at this time? Sherrie growled under her breath at the idea of a tamed wolf blood running around stinking up the forest. It was then that Sherrie noticed Charmaine was among the pack. Sherrie looked into the forest thoughtfully wondering if Charmaine was already en route to the intruder. Sherrie's smile turned into a playful grin that wasn't altogether pleasant as she concluded that Charmaine probably was. "Charmaine isn't here." Sherrie commented casually.

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Character Portrait: Charmaine Berlioz Character Portrait: Sherrie Faustus Character Portrait: Dalton Reeves Character Portrait: Mitchell Kulin Character Portrait: Alexander Johnson

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"Stop!"

Alex roared from his nightmare as he groaned while raising his hands up to his face and rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. The nightmares were getting worse and worse and he didn't know why he was having them. With a sigh, he slipped the covers off of him and rolled out of bed, landing on his feet and heading to the bathroom, where he splashed water on his face and dabbed it off with a cloth.

He stretched while looking in the mirror then his ears twitched as he heard a howl but knew that it wasn't from a member of the pack, which probably meant trouble. Alex scrambled and ran through the house in the forest that him and Dalton shared. He burst through Dalton's door and saw that he was already awake. "Did you hear that?" He asked with a raised brow.

After receiving an answer from him, he went back into his room and changed into his usual wear - Nothing more than a black t-shirt, black pants and a black jacket. Yes, black is his ultimate favorite color. He slipped on black Sperry's and rushed off towards the woods, where he seen Mitchell and Sherrie already there.

"Where is Charmaine?" He asked towards them to see if anyone knew of her whereabouts.



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Dalton was already up this morning, watching his pack members stir from afar. His eyes focused on them as his ears twitched at the squeaking floorboards of the old house in the forest, which he shared with Alex, who was obviously up as well. Dalton knew of his nightmares but didn't exactly know how to help him with his problems.

A sigh came over his parted lips as he became alert in a matter of seconds after hearing a howl. Dalton heard Alex's words after he nearly broke down his door. With a head nod and a few choice words, Alex had left Dalton's room. Dalton moved away from the window and changed into some clothes. He went a little casual since it was early in the morning. He just threw on a t-shirt and a pair of blue jeans along with a pair of tennis shoes.

He walked out the front door and headed over to the pack. "Is everyone alright?" He eyed them then raised a brow. "Where is Charmaine?" By the look of everyone's face, that question seemed to be the million dollar one. "Well, if there are other wolfbloods around, we need to be careful and stay alert." Dalton said while eying every member that stood in front of him. His eyes scanned the area as he sniffed the air.

"They're near." Dalton said with a raised brow. "And I smell blood." Dalton tucked his hands into his jean pockets. "We should really go and find Charmaine." He spoke softly as he turned heel and hope that his pack knew to follow him. He was really concerned that something had happened to her but it didn't sound like her howl - It sounded weak so he automatically thinks that something is wrong.

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Character Portrait: Charmaine Berlioz Character Portrait: Sherrie Faustus Character Portrait: Dalton Reeves Character Portrait: Mitchell Kulin Character Portrait: Alesander Character Portrait: Alexander Johnson

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Sherrie looked up when she heard the sound of incoming footsteps. Her gaze alighted on her male counterpart, Alexander. He seemed harried and she knew that he had heard the howl as well. He appeared the dark brooding type but Sherrie wasn't so sure about that. "Where is Charmaine?" he inquired. Sherrie shrugged and shook her head meaning that she had no idea. Charmaine was probably already heading to the scene of the crime where those tame wolf bloods were hanging about.

It wasn't much longer until Dalton strode up to them. Sherrie was careful not to meet his gaze directly in a show of submission but was otherwise friendly, as her smile welcomed him. She liked her Alpha because he was caring and strong-minded. She thought he genuinely cared about that pack and that left him being okay in her books.

"Is everyone alright?" Dalton eyed them then raised a brow and Sherrie nodded in reply. "Where is Charmaine?" Dalton repeated. Sherrie once again shook her head and shrugged to signify that she didn't know anymore than he did. "Well, if there are other wolfbloods around, we need to be careful and stay alert." Dalton said while his gaze pierced her and the other pack mates. Sherrie followed his example and scented the air. Charmaine's scent was faint and fading but the scent of other wolf bloods was strong and nearby. Another scent that had previously eluded her caught her interest. Human blood, and it was nearly fresh. Sherrie focused on the smell, putting it to memory before turning her attention back to Dalton.

"We should really go and find Charmaine." Dalton's voice was soft and it stirred the beta in Sherrie as she heard the command. When he turned to leave, she immediately stepped up on his right a few feet behind him. She left room for Alex to walk beside her.





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Sunlight streamed through the treetops on another morning in the Forest of Dean. A man slept crouched and leaning on a tree in a small glade. He wasn't wearing a shirt but had on denim jeans that looked rugged yet tough as they had managed to stay in one piece. His shirt lay under some leaves not far away and it was a plain short sleeved grey shirt. Nothing extraordinary would ever make up Alesander's closet. Long-lashed eyes opened slowly to peer at his surroundings. It had been a rough night running around hunting and frolicking about in the woods.

Alesander, or Danny as most called him since he liked the name and Alex was already taken, was the pack guardian. He often spent most nights running around with his mates or guarding the forest from those tames and disgusting humans. Sometimes if a human came around he'd make a game of spooking them. It was easy. It would run circles around them, breaking twigs and growling occasionally but making sure not to be seen. The humans would become so terrified sometimes they wouldn't even be able to move. A small grin played along his lips as he imagined the face of one man who had boasted to his friends that he wouldn't run. He certainly didn't but his friends had bailed and left him with the big bad monster.

Danny rolled up onto his feet and stretched, letting his muscles warm up. He didn't do anything to his hair which he suspected was messy and he shook the leaves from the wavy strands. He walked over to the grey shirt lying nearby and picked it up before prancing over to where he heard the pack making a ruckus over something a short distance away.

"Hey." He greeted gruffly as he approached. He looked up at Mitch chilling in the tree and then around noticing Charmaine was out and about having fun somewhere. Sherrie peered over at him with a scowl and gave his shirt a pointed glance. Danny grinned and raised his brow teasingly before putting the shirt on. He knew when to take orders and Sherrie didn't put up with his antics often. Even though he was older than her and bigger, she definitely took the cake on being fierce and strong. They had tested who would win in a fight several times and every time he somehow lost.

Danny watched Alex and Dalton approach and gave them a brisk nod of greeting. Dalton addressed them and Danny began to tense as he heard the situation. Was Charmaine okay? He was beginning to doubt that from the stern look on Dalton's face. As the other wolves fell into step as Dalton turned to leave, Danny followed behind them keeping a close watch on the members and of their surroundings. There was blood in the air and he wasn't going to take chances.

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Character Portrait: Alex Morgan Character Portrait: Charmaine Berlioz Character Portrait: Isabella Heathering Character Portrait: Lily Swales Character Portrait: Sherrie Faustus Character Portrait: Dalton Reeves Character Portrait: Zach Rose Character Portrait: Mitchell Kulin Character Portrait: Seung Doe Character Portrait: Alesander Character Portrait: Alexander Johnson

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Isabella rubbed the crimson between her fingers, deep in thought. Why was there blood here? Was there a murder?

More importantly, why was it on her territory?

She looked up as she saw Alex running towards her at top speed. She bit her lip to stop herself from blushing - she should have guessed that her howling would have worried her pack. "I'm fine, Alex, but somebody obviously isn't." She turned slightly to look at one of her female guardians. She listened carefully to what she said, before shaking her head sadly. She noticed Alex staring at her, and she took it for a sign of needing comfort. She walked over briskly, wrapping her arms around her and kissing her cheek in greeting gently. "You're covered in it. What happened? Did you... find... a body?" A look of concern crossed Isabella's face as she pulled away from the girl.

Just then, Seung, her male counterpart, appeared in what was definitely not his customary clothing. She opened her mouth to speak, before deciding against it. Only then did she really look at her own outfit. It definitely wasn't much. Oh well.

"Good morning, Seung." She greeted him, hurrying over and greeting him in a similar fashion to Alex. "As you can see, we have a... problem." She sniffed slightly, her nose sensitive, when she picked up a strange scent. It was... Could it be? "Oh, and there are Lunar Wolfbloods around. I wonder if they have anything to do with it?" She bit her lip again.

"We need to find where the body is, if there is one, who it is, and..." She paused a second. "Where's Lily and Zach?" A sudden worry filled her chest as she noticed the pair were missing. Were they involved? No... They couldn't be. It didn't smell like them. So where were they?

The scent of Wolfbloods got stronger, and Isabella cupped her head in her hands. What on earth was going on? She did know one thing, though. "I think we need to talk to the Lunar Wolfbloods." She bit her lip, looking at the two in her pack that were there. "To make sure they had nothing to do with any of this. We also need to find out what happened to the human." She decided, out loud. "What do you guys think?" She added.


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Mitch was sprawled out across one lone branch, and appeared to be asleep, when he turned his head and opened one eye in response to hearing a pack member approach. It was Sherrie. He grinned at her, before sitting up only slightly. He watched her using Eolas, before smirking. She always seemed to be keeping an eye on everyone. Then again, he guessed, that was kind of her job.

Mitch watched as the other members of his pack began to emerge from the places where they slept. Over and over again, he heard the question; "Where is Charmaine?" Mitch knew that Charmaine had most likely gone to investigate the howl off to - where was it again? He seemed to remember it was to the south-west - wherever it was. However, Mitch soon couldn't control himself as he answered rather insolently; "Sherrie should know, she used Eolas earlier." He winked at her and jumped down off of the branch. "And from what it sounds like, Charmaine is wherever that howl came from." He rolled his eyes and shook his hair out of his eyes again.

Mitch wasn't really listening to his Alpha - something he should have gotten a slap on the ear for, figuratively, but Mitch perked up suddenly when he disappeared off, walking away. He hurried along after him, as if there was something nipping at his heels. It was easy for Mitch to keep up - he was, along with Charmaine, one of the fastest in the pack, and he enjoyed it. He fell in line, and soon fell into place. It was strange not seeing Charmaine opposite him - she was normally there - but Mitch ignored it. He'd learned to do that, and Mitch stuck to what he knew. After all, it was one of his biggest pros.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Alex Morgan Character Portrait: Charmaine Berlioz Character Portrait: Isabella Heathering Character Portrait: Sherrie Faustus Character Portrait: Dalton Reeves Character Portrait: Mitchell Kulin Character Portrait: Seung Doe Character Portrait: Alesander Character Portrait: Alexander Johnson

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Alex eyes looked as Dalton, their Alpha, came forth and stood beside them. His eyes locked on Sherrie, who did nothing but shrug her shoulders, when he asked where Charmaine was. It seemed like no one knew exactly but everyone knew that the howl wasn't hers. His eyes bounced from Sherrie over towards Alesander, or Danny as he likes to be called, with an eye roll.

Just as he was fixing to tell him to put a damn shirt on, Sherrie had already stepped in and did so. Alex knew he had always liked her for some reason. When Dalton turned heel and walked off, Alex was immediately at his side, followed by everyone else. His eyes looked at Mitch as he trailed far behind. Alexander shook his head as the trek towards the howl began.

His nose sniffed the air as they were nearing towards the blood, which the scent was getting heavier and heavier. His eyes widened as he reached out and grabbed Dalton's arm, stopping him. "Wait..." His nose sniffed the air again then his eyes locked with Dalton's. "I smell Solars." He called them as he shivered and cringed, looking around to see if they were standing beside them.



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Dalton walked with his hands in his jean pockets as he trailed into the forest, along with his pack. He watched as Sherrie appeared on his right but was a few feet behind him. Danny trailed a little bit behind, along with Mitch, who was one of the fastest members in the pack. Dalton's mind wondered off from the events at hand as he couldn't help but think that something bad had done happened to Charmaine. He swore in his mind if any of those Solar brats touched, there would be hell to pay.

His eyes glanced back at his pack with a smirk just as Alexander reached out and grabbed his arm, signaling that he smelled the Solar pack nearby. Dalton immediately turned to face his pack, pointing at every single one of them. "No one touch any of the Solar members. Got it?" He told them then asked them if they understood with a raised brow. "If it's a fight they want, a fight they shall get but otherwise, don't touch." He turned around, muttering under his breath. "Even if they are treading on our territory."

Dalton did wonder why the Solar pack member decided to make their way into the forest. Suddenly, Charmaine's scent became stronger along with the stench of the Solar members. Dalton immediately started to run with a low growl as he dodged trees, leaping over broken limbs and branches. When he reached the Solar pack, he saw Charmaine and the bloodied body of a human. "Charmaine, over here, now." Dalton commanded. "Are you alright?" He would ask her then eyed the members of the Solar pack.

"Why are you guys in our forest? What is the meaning of this?" He was referring to the body of the human right in front of him.

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Character Portrait: Alex Morgan Character Portrait: Charmaine Berlioz Character Portrait: Isabella Heathering Character Portrait: Sherrie Faustus Character Portrait: Dalton Reeves Character Portrait: Mitchell Kulin Character Portrait: Seung Doe Character Portrait: Alesander Character Portrait: Alexander Johnson

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Isabella listened carefully Alex gave her opinion, but she was not totally focused. The blood had made her go into deep thought, and now she couldn't really concentrate. Her music blared out of her earphones that dangled around her shoulders, but Isabella didn't listen to it. Instead, she breathed deeply through her nose, taking in the scents around her. Almost overwhelming was the smell of blood, but the scent of Lunar Wolfbloods was masked by it. Isabella could just about pick it up, but by then -

"Charmaine, over here, now."

Isabella's head whipped around to fix on the Lunar Alpha Male, who Isabella wasn't too keen to see. He, along with his pack, was trespassing on her territory, in her opinion. Her eyes flashed gold, but disappeared to her normal colour just as quickly.

"Your territory? I believe you may be closer to Redbrook than you think." She raised one eyebrow. They'd been coming here for a long time now - when did that concern the Lunars so much? And why were they so close to Redbrook - on the day that they found all the blood? Isabella was suspicious. She didn't think it could just be a coincidence that they were in the woods, in the wrong place at the wrong time. She glared at them, chewing the inside of her lip.

She saw the Alpha standing over the body of a human. So that was where it was. It was such a tragic thing, that the human had died. She looked at the body sadly, sighing through her nose. They seemed to know exactly where the body was. Had the Lunars really gotten so bad? Isabella narrowed her state, her eyes glowing gold again.



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Mitch followed his Alpha, until the scent suddenly bloomed in his nose. He could smell blood, mainly, and also Charmaine very strongly, but also Solars. He scowled at the ground, not at all pleased that they were here. He had no idea what they were doing there - and he definitely disapproved.

Mitch was glaring at the ground still, when his Alpha called out to Charmaine. She was up in a tree, something Mitch thought was out-of-character for Charmaine, and he'd be more likely to go up. Then again, it was Charmaine. He rolled his eyes, before fixing his eyes on the torn up, mauled body of a human girl.

He froze in place, staring at what appeared to have been a girl, but was now just a bloody carcass. Mitch didn't want to interfere, but as much as he hated humans, he found it slightly amusing that the Solars had seemed to have lost it with them. He smirked slightly to himself. "You think they lost it with the humans?" He muttered in a low voice to anyone who would listen. He sure hoped they had, but he also hoped they hadn't been hoping to win their affections by doing so. He wouldn't have liked it if they decided to try and join the pack.

Mitch's ringed eyes looked up through his eyelashes, glaring rather effectively at the Solar Alphas. He thought the girl that wasn't the Alpha was kinda cute, but he wouldn't admit that publically. She was still a Solar, and therefore, out of bounds. He huffed air out of his nose, and waited for his Alpha to reply to the words of the female Alpha, knowing to not speak out of turn any more than he already had.

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Character Portrait: Alex Morgan Character Portrait: Charmaine Berlioz Character Portrait: Isabella Heathering Character Portrait: Sherrie Faustus Character Portrait: Dalton Reeves Character Portrait: Mitchell Kulin Character Portrait: Seung Doe Character Portrait: Alesander Character Portrait: Alexander Johnson

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Alex greeted her Alpha back just the same and nodded her head as a greeting to Doe. Her hands still shook with fear and her heart still raced. "We should investigate. If the Lunar Wolves are involved, it can't be good..." Alex turned her attention to her Alpha male rolling her shoulders as she tried to relax. "What do you think about this matter, Alex? I think it's of the utmost importance to gather the others, confront the Lunar wolves, and figure out who was killed and who was the killer." Alex opened her mouth to speak for a second then closed it as she thought but before she could say anything a strong scent passed her nose. It was the Lunar pack and they were close. " I think we should investigate before we react. . . it's smart and not rash."

Just then Alex heard a twig snap behind them and she quickly stepped in front of Isabella in a protective manner keeping her two alpha's behind her. Alex's eyes shifted between an eerie yellow but she called herself down and held her head high as she saw no threat was posed but she was not off her guard, still alert. She heard the male alpha of the lunar's pack talk but what didn't make sense was why was the body dragged out here when all the blood was half a mile back and why was there no blood around in sight? Alex stood up and huffed running her head through her head and forgot that it was type of rude to talk out of terms.

" Wait wait, before we start asking questions can I ask one? " she gulped as she thought about the thought of it and cringed her teeth a bit. " Is... it possible that their is more than one bodie out here..." Alex's face wore a worried expression now, she could have swore she saw a limb a mile back behind that bush where all the blood was at and this body seemed to have all of it's extremities.

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Character Portrait: Alex Morgan Character Portrait: Charmaine Berlioz Character Portrait: Isabella Heathering Character Portrait: Sherrie Faustus Character Portrait: Dalton Reeves Character Portrait: Mitchell Kulin Character Portrait: Seung Doe Character Portrait: Alesander Character Portrait: Alexander Johnson

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Charmaine looked at her pack, and instantly flared with rage. She was trying to spy on the Solars but they had to swagger up and blow her cover. How fucking stupid were they? Especially Dalton. What kind of absolutely idiotic alpha did something like that? Her dirt-covered hands lifted up her sunglasses to rest on her forehead, just so she could display how angry she was. Eyes flashing gold, she looked her Alpha straight in the eye before she let the glasses slide down. She shimmied down the tree as quickly as she could, nearly landing in the maimed human in the process. Her gum fell out of her mouth, and she purposefully aimed it towards her pack.

Once on the ground, she heard Mitch's comment about the Solars and chuckled quite loudly.



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"I agree with you wholeheartedly, Alex-"

Before Seung could get another word in, the all-too-familiar voice of Dalton sounded. He glared at the now-appearing Solar pack, but otherwise let Alex and Isabella handle the negotiations for now. He had great faith in their abilities. While he listened to the banter between the two groups of wolves, he slid his hands into his hoodie pocket and began to scan the ground. His eyes focused in on the puddle that once was a person. He felt absolutely nauseated, yet could not look away at the same time.

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Character Portrait: Alex Morgan Character Portrait: Charmaine Berlioz Character Portrait: Isabella Heathering Character Portrait: Sherrie Faustus Character Portrait: Dalton Reeves Character Portrait: Mitchell Kulin Character Portrait: Seung Doe Character Portrait: Alesander Character Portrait: Alexander Johnson

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"No one touch any of the Solar members. Got it?" He told them then asked them if they understood with a raised brow. "If it's a fight they want, a fight they shall get but otherwise, don't touch." Dalton turned around and continued walking. Sherrie furrowed in brow beginning to wonder exactly what Dalton spoke next, "Even if they are treading on our territory." She nodded grimly.

Sherrie caught the faint scent of her pack member as Dalton neared the Solar pack. Blood stifled the air and she glanced at the mangled body on the ground. It was a sad sight but death was a part of nature and wolves understood that clearly. Sherrie was no different but some annoying humanly part of her protested. "Charmaine, over here, now." Dalton commanded making Sherrie's gaze snap back to the Solar pack with renewed malice. Charmaine climbed down from the tree in a huff and Sherrie would have snickered if not for the situation ahead of them.

"Why are you guys in our forest? What is the meaning of this?" Dalton was referring to the body of the human right in front of him. Sherrie's eyes shifted color and she bristled unhappily. She wanted the Solar pack to get a clear message. They were treading on Lunar territory regardless of their twinkle toe ideals.

"Your territory? I believe you may be closer to Redbrook than you think." The female Alpha raised one eyebrow. Sherrie growled under her breath and returned the female's glare. How dare they believe that the forest was theirs! The forest had always belonged to Lunar pack. Sherrie tensed, hands clenching as she prepared herself. Solar pack was treading in dangerous waters. They had been found with a dead body and their scent was all over the clearing even though fresh and now they were throwing accusatory looks and trying to claim territory that wasn't theirs. They were asking for it. Sherrie reined in the wolf, barely, and glanced at Dalton wondering what he thought.


" Wait wait, before we start asking questions can I ask one? " Sherrie reluctantly let her gaze move to the other female. She seemed like a Guardian and a pitiful one at that. Plus, she was covered in blood and that rang alert bells in Sherries mind. However, her question was an important one. Sherrie remained silent, and took that moment to allow herself to take a more composed form. If the Solar pack was actually going to help then perhaps they deserved leniency even though one of them actually looked like the murderer. Like a child who had been doing indecent things and needed guidance from their parents. Sherrie raised her brows in interest," Is… it possible that there is more than one body out here…" The solar pack female face wore a worried expression now, and Sherrie wondered what led her to that conclusion. However she kept her mouth shut, she was a beta, meant to follow her Alpha first and whatever Dalton decided she would listen. Did he believe the Solar pack?





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Alesander followed his Alpha's orders as he trailed behind sniffing the air and staying cautious. His shoulders felt stiff as tension ran through him. When they neared the Solar pack the smell of blood drew his attention like a predator to harvest. He edged out from behind the rest of his pack and eyed the mess. The person had been ripped apart by something with enough strength not to do it cleanly. Had it been another wolf blood? Alesander questioned. A dark look came over his expression as he approached the mess carefully without stepping on any bit and parts and crouched down next to the remains.

The gore didn't bother him. He had been privy to more bloody scenes than he could remember and some of them were his fault. He sniffed and examined the tears in the flesh curiously before glancing back to his Alpha and then to the Solar pack. His eyes landed on one female who was covered in blood that smelled suspiciously like the kind spilt around the clearing. She was also kind of dirty. He scowled and stood up before backing away from the body to take a stand near Mitch who seemed to be trying to make sense of the mess as well.

"You think they lost it with the humans?" Mitch murmured quietly. Alesander stiffened and glanced at the young wolf. It was an amusing question but Alesander couldn't manage to find it in himself to laugh. His anger was rising steadily and he stared at the Solar pack alpha's maliciously. Eventually he glanced down and noticed that his veins were beginning to blacken. He growled, "This is our territory and you guys are suspicious as hell." His voice was gravelly as his control wavered. He took a deep breath and turned away from the scene and paced over to a tree that had blood splattered on it. He stared at the blood and seethed. Someday. Someday he was going to teach those tame pansy freaks a lesson. Today, however, was not the day and Dalton probably needed him to remain in control.

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Character Portrait: Alex Morgan Character Portrait: Charmaine Berlioz Character Portrait: Isabella Heathering Character Portrait: Sherrie Faustus Character Portrait: Dalton Reeves Character Portrait: Mitchell Kulin Character Portrait: Seung Doe Character Portrait: Alesander Character Portrait: Alexander Johnson

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Alexander ears twitched when he heard Mitch mumble some words. His head turned to face him with a scowled look as he turned back around, shaking his head. "Kids." He muttered himself as he stood by Dalton, showing great pride to be the first Beta. Alex then saw Charmaine as she jumped to the ground then laughed at Mitch's comment. Alex eyes flashed gold as he turned to face them, growling lowly towards them to shut them up. With a slight smirk spreading among his lips, he did nothing more but turn back around and looked at the Solars Alpha, who was surprisingly a female. It made him smile to see a woman taking charge but then he cleared his throat then went back to giving the Solars his death stare.

His eyes watched as the Alpha's eyes flashed gold but they disappeared quickly and so did his claws, which he was ready to use if a fair was fixing to take place. The Solars Alpha didn't really say much other than the fact that they were closer to the town of Redbrook. Alex scoffed then rolled his eyes while locking eyes with the Alpha once again, folding his arms over his muscular chest.

Alex knew that it wasn't his place to speak out of turn on matters such as this, so he decided to keep quiet and let Dalton handle this matter on his own. But his attention was quickly fixed towards Danny, who was losing it. Alexander quickly ran over to his side and cuffed his face into his hands. "Look at me! Look at me!" Alex's voice soon calmed down as his voice would echo throughout Danny's mind. "Calm down." It was a technique he learned from Dalton. It was a sort of like a mind control trick as he waited to see if the trick had worked or not.





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Dalton chuckled lightly then smirked at the pathetic looking Alpha of the Solar pack. His hands were still tucked into his jean pockets as he saw Charmaine crossing over to their side then laughing out loud at a comment made by Mitch. Dalton had important matters to handle at this moment then some childish antics. But he did flash them a glare then turned back towards the Solar Alpha.

His eyes flashed gold just like the Alpha standing in front of him but then disappeared along with hers. "I understand where we are. The stench of your town is tickling at my nose. It makes me want to puke." Dalton jokingly gagged then stared at the Solar pack as he removed his hands from his jean pockets.

Dalton looked at the golden eyes of the Solar Alpha as his flashed a darker shade of gold then hers. He was seething and wanted to rip everyone in the Solar limb from limb but he knew that was what she wanted a fight. His attention went towards Danny as he was about to lose control of himself. Good thing his Beta had everything under control so he could redirect his attention back towards them filthy vermin before him.

"You guys just going to stand there or do we have to remove you from our forest?!" He questioned towards the Solar pack and growled lowly but harshly as he waited for someone to make a move.

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Isabella's face fell when Alex suggested the presence of more than one body. She bit her lip, although she tried not to show it. It would portray her as weak. She didn't wish to fight, either, which made her look even more weak, even if the other pack looked like they were taking her words aggressively. She hated being involved in conflict, but now there was a dead body in the forest, she wasn't going to avoid it.

She sighed heavily, turning her gaze to the forest floor. Large blood spatters were almost touching her foot, and suddenly Isabella felt extremely sick. She breathed slowly through her nose to try and relieve herself.

Her ears perked up as suddenly, a few of the Lunars began muttering amongst themselves and giggling. Then she noticed their male guardian, veins darkening in colour. She felt threatened, and her eyes turned to her wolf's again. She placed her hands on her forehead, to try and calm herself a little bit. Feeling vulnerable was new to her.

Isabella then caught the eye of the male beta, who smiled slightly at her. She tucked her hair behind her ears, and her eyes gradually returned to blue again. At least one of them wasn't acting too threatening. She was wrong, though. His expression turned aggressive too, within a matter of seconds. She sighed once again, deciding she would have to speak out.

"You can't honestly believe we'd run around in the village on a Full Moon, do you? We are entitled to the woods just as much as you are." She began, taking on a different, softer tone now. She couldn't deal with a full-frontal conflict with the Lunars AND a dead body as well. "It would expose us all, and I'm pretty sure you have an idea of what they would do to us if they knew." She knew it sounded dodgy that she was saying that, but the whole reason they needed protecting was so that this wouldn't happen. "Just... What I'm saying is..." She paused, glancing at Seung for a little bit of help. She had no idea how to explain it. All she knew was that they also needed the woods, even if it was a smaller percentage of it than the Lunars. They just didn't seem to understand.

"We may look suspicious, but so do you, in all fairness. It's all a huge coincidence that you just happen to be this close to Redbrook when you have 500 or so kilometres of forests to go through, and we find a body?" She sighed again. "We can't go accusing people straight up is what I'm saying, especially when we have no proof." She ignored the Alpha's final question, folding her arms slightly, and biting the inside of her cheek hard.



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Mitch rolled his eyes at his beta and Alpha when they silenced him. They never had any fun at all.

He had to admit, though, he found it rather amusing that they had found a dead body on their 'territory'. He did see sense in what the Alpha claimed, but was it just a claim? He shook hair out of his eyes, as he often did. He caught his breath slightly as the Guardian Solar girl - the one Mitch thought was pretty cute - suggested that there were more than one body. He frowned slightly, watching as Alesander inspected the body over.

Danny was being calmed by Alex, which was one problem being dealt with already. Was it just Mitch, or did he see the Beta throw a smile at the Solar Alpha? A smile flickered across his lips, as he anticipated the laughter he could cook up with this one.

Then another idea crossed his mind. Couldn't they use Ansin on the body to find out it's history? Who it was, perhaps? If they were with anyone? Mitch looked up, his blue eyes bright. How had nobody thought of that. He glanced at Sherrie and Charmaine, and mouthed the words; "I'm going to use Ansin."

He strode slowly over to Alesander, crouching down beside him. He laid a hand gently over the body, closing his eyes. He then placed one hand on the ground, and opened his eyes, revealing the half blue, half golden wolf eyes. He saw flashes of what had happened. This had been a girl, a pretty human one, with long dark wavy hair. She had a friend with her, but they split up. Running, running, running... From what?

Eyes in the dark. Low down, growling. He could almost feel the teeth as they tore into the victim's body messily, tearing her apart. He watched as she was dragged down slowly, out of breath, no longer able to run. He pulled back hurriedly, feeling rather sick. His eyes returned to blue and he staggered backwards from the body.

"It was a Wolfblood." He confirmed. "And there was at least two. And the eyes? They were as black as night, and as silver as the moon."

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Lily rushes through the woods, barking noises right behind her. The racket from her frantic running, smacking wood and dirt. Her life seemed to have turned upside down within a matter of minutes. The blood, the wolves, the blood... She couldn't make sense of it as she sprinted away. There was a lake not too far away but the wolves were obvoisly much faster than her. She could hear her own panting as her energy slowly splilled onto the floor through her feet. The air seemed to be getting sucked away from her as no oxygen was getting to the brain. Everything started turning black until she fell into the cold water, waking her up like a smack in the face. She's hoped wolves couldn't swim but to her disbeleif, one jumped in and started swimming towards her. Lily tries to outswim the wolf but to no avail. The wolf is about to bite her arm when-

Lily jolts awake, thoughts muddled up but quickly connecting once more. The same nightmare again... It was 6:57am on her alarm clock so she got up. Lily slips on a Black Top,some jeans and a pair of running trainers. Lily leaves the house at around 8:10 and starts walking across the street.

She suddenly hears a howl from what sounds to be Isabella somewhere at the other side of the village. It may as well be a town based on how big it is and how many modern-day shops there are. Lily starts jogging down the road towards the sound of the Isabella, through the industrial area, the shoppin district and the residential district. It must've taken her 30 minutes to get there because of all of the crowds and roads everywhere. She catches the distinct smell of human blood and starts to worry about what happened. The forest is not a good place for the scent of human blood to be. Has the lunar pack killed a human?

Her pace quickly picks up into a full on sprint and she gets there within a minute. She stumbles upon both her pack and the lunar pack, the lunar pack practically standing on a corpse that she cant even begin to identify at that distance. Lily notices Seung edging towards one of the females in the lunar pack, acting more agressive than normal. "What happened?" she asked Isabella, quietly enough so only they could hear each other.