"what are you going to do with body, it doesn't look like it will be that easy to hide." She said, She watched as another girl ran, she didn't want to persue, she was to new aroudn here to do that.
"We will send him back to his gang as an example that if anyone of them be caught here they will die," Lethero explained. With a hiss of air he lifted off the helmet revealing his white Lycan fur. "My name be Lethero, I'm be the leader of the Blood Paw Pack."
Fly, Fight, Win . . . in Air, Space, and Cyberspace. -Air Force Mission Statement-
Integrity First Service Before Self Excellence In All We Do ~Air Force Core Values~
"Fair enough," Terkeno said looking around, "Is it just me or are there someone else around here?" Just then a few more werewolves stepped out of the shawdows.
"Hello Blackwalker." Lethero said to the new Werewolves. "Terkeno, this be Blackwalker, leader of the Streamline Pack. She be with me on the fight against humans."
Fly, Fight, Win . . . in Air, Space, and Cyberspace. -Air Force Mission Statement-
Integrity First Service Before Self Excellence In All We Do ~Air Force Core Values~
Name:Claire
Species: Vampire
Age:26
Gang: none
Personality: fun-loving, go-with-the-flow, serious at times, peppy
Looks: long hair that she keeps in a careless bun, black tank top and torn jeans, wears very strong aromor under clothes, black combat boots.
Other: Family was lynched by humans along with her fiancee.
Llama 1:"Shh! Do you hear that? That's the sound of forgiveness." Llama 2:"That's the sound of people drowning, Carl!" Llama 1:"That is what forgiveness sounds like; screaming and then silence."
Tallie sat down on the ground. Out of breath. She was suprised she wasn't chased. Thank her lucky stars. She wasn't afraid, but she couldn't handle a whole pack at the moment...no two packs. She could smell them out even in her human form. She, all of the sudden, started cursing and shouting. She was angry at the world for this. Why can't everyone justy get along? Ok she was making herself sick. But she hated having to kill everyone all the time. People think she's cold blooded with no heart, but she doesn't like doing this. She hates it greatly. She saw a vamp and a werecat talking. She walked over and said hi. They glared at her and got into fighting position, thinking she was a human. She rolled her eyes and walked away. WHy must the world hate me so? She kept on walking.
"After it happened I thought that I'd just try to live as normally as possible and bury it, but things like that don't stay buried. I didn't think it would, but it taints your whole life."
"My desires were bestial, obviously." -Jeffery Dahmer.
Blackwalker paced around "Lethero! I told you not to make this public!" She switched into her were form, her chains and earrings clinking.
"You know what we do, Black. We find teh spy," he drew a finger across his neck, "We kill teh spy."
"Yes, I know I know. But, we don't make a big incident about it!" She dropped to all fours and continued to pace.
Lethero grinned, watching Blackwalker in her massive form. She switched back again but slower this time. He could tell she was tired.
Black pushed her sunglasses back up to the top of her head. Although it was night her glasses were her trademark. She sighed and wondered how they were going to get the body out of the park.
Illona decided to leave the werecat alone. The beast was too...controlled for her liking. She much rather preferred the inconstiancy of the forest. She decided that she would risk walking through the werewolf's territory. They wouldn't harm her, at least that's what she hoped.
She heard a faint scratching against the forest floor, effortlessly she swung up into the trees to await the coming creature. Sword drawn she waited impatiently.
"You cannot depend on your eyes when your imagination is out of focus." - Mark Twain
Black barked orders in her were form, "Sting! Gather up the body with one other and take him back to Noname!" Black heard Lethero leave with the outsider.
"Lethero! You better not be...." but he was already walking away. Black watched the white wolf Sting gather up the body with another pack member and take off towards the city.
"I need a beer." Blackwalker stated silently. She quietly climbed up a tree, careful about her claws. She reached a limb she liked and sprawled out on it. The sun was just rising over the skyline and humans were starting to wake.
Black yawned. As she dozed she thought about going down to tell everyone what to do. She remembered Bluebarrel, her second in command, would take over for her. He knew she liked to sleep.
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Just to let everyone know, if you're going to be in the Streamline Pack, you need to have a wolf paw tattooed on your character somewhere. The tattoo signifies what gang you're in.
