Eh..basically the background is a werewolf, Vivian, has lost her father, leader of the wolf pack, to a fire caused by a member. The pack is lost without their leader and is going to go by "The Law" and find a new one. Vivian falls in love with a human, who the pack would call a 'meat boy' and is sort of rejected by the elders in the pack. A couple younger pack members Vivian's age are rebelling and acting crazy and are causing lots of trouble. The younger ones also have a thing for Vivian because she was the leader's daughter and all that good stuff..any questions PM me or email me..

Needed Chars.

Vivian-Me
Vivian's Mom-
Rest of the wolf pack-
Random humans-


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Name: Vivian
Race: werewolf
Age: 17
Appearance: long black hair, dark red eyes, 5'7", nice figure
Style: regular teenage girl with a little bit of a punk/goth like add-in
anything else..ask..

Hey! Im new here and I was wondering could I join your RPG?? Also, is it just werewolves or can I be a vampire?? im sorry if I have dumb questions; it's my first day! :14:

ill join...im good at being human .....since i am one....))

Shadow Knight..it's more werewolves..but I guess you can..
Luna..of course..just post your stats.

Name: Allegra
Race: werewolf
Age: 28
Appearance: she is 5'10, slim and voluptus. Her hair is long and jet black and worn usually in an elegant bun. She works as a reclusive writer, she perfers to wear elegant tailord suits and sling back heels. She has a mole on her left cheek, her eyes are violet and don't change when she is a wolf, when she is midnight black with razor sharp teeth and claws

So Mew Mew..you're the nutty prophet aunt..Hoo-ray lol

((Why yes, yes I am))

Name: Gabriel Davis
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age: 18
Height: 5'5
Appearance: Very pale skin; wild, shoulder length, strawberry-blonde hair with lime green tips and midnight blue bangs; White-blue eyes with greyish pupils
Style: Mostly consisting of tight clothing, usually dark colors (black, Blood red, deep blues, greys, violet, etc...)

And this is why I love you Ronin..*giggles like a little girl*

Name: Ayame
Gender: Female
Race: Werewolf
Age: 16 (Just a pup ^^)
Height: 5'6

Apearance:
Slim and pretty looking, Short white hair deep blue and green eyes dark tan skin. She wears an assortment of colors from blues and blacks to vibrant yellow. What ever suits her mood. Currently a pair of jeans and a tight long mesh shirt with a lime green tank top over top of it, and black leather gloves with the fingers and knuckles cut out. As a werewolf she is snow white colored.

Description: She was adopted by the pack at about age 8 and is extreemly playful and young at heart. She treats Vivian just like a big sister and often mimics her because of her fondness for her. Also because of her youngness she is very stouborn and trys to use her energy and spunk to out do others, this often results in getting a lesson from the elders (IE getting hit ^^)

Name: Finbar
Gender: Male
Race: Werewolf
Age: 26
Height: 5'11"

Apearance: Scruffy guy, with dark hair with red highlights, usually wearing just baggy jeans with a belt, a white T-shirt, and a leather string necklace bearing the symbol of his family clan. He has a scar over his left eyebrow from a fight that happened long ago.

Description: He's not exactly what you'd call a lone wolf, but he enjoys the company of his brothers and sisters occasionally when it suits him. he doesn't like to talk much about himself, or the scar that he has, but all people know is that it happened a long time ago and it's a touchy subject with Finbar.

Name: Niona Noveeno
Gender: female
Race: Human
Age: 17
Height: 5,0
Appearance: tall thin and very pale...emerald green eyes that sparkle alittle under any light she has long black wavy hair ....(kinda like my pic)...she noramlly wears black baggie trousers with a long sleeved vampiress top that kinda hangs on her..and she wears a long trench coat with black trainers...


apperance:she is kinda shy and always thinks shes unsightly..and unwanted by all..she carries 2 small daggers by her side..... just incase and she always feels alone...but can be really nice to talk to

just a few adjustments to my char right quick.

Name: Vivian
Race: werewolf
Age: 17
Appearance: long black hair, dark red eyes, 5'7", nice figure
Style: regular teenage girl with a little bit of a punk/goth like add-in
Bio:Raised as the daughter of the leader male pack members were always after her..Her mother Esme is a big flirt with the younger pack members which irritates Vivian..Vivian usually doesn't go 'running' with the other pack members..she usually stays home and paints pictures of the 'old' days..If shes not hiding at home shes with her boyfriend Gabriel.

alright..yall know who you are..ill start in a couple hours..maybe minutes..

Name: Immanuel DeBoard
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age: 18
height: 5'10
Appearance: German heritage- Fair skin, Blonde hair that reaches a bit past his shoulders, Baby blue eyes, kinda muscular
style: Mostly consisting of baggy clothing, usually in Deep reds or Midnight blues

((alright..i think one more person is joining but Ill start anyways))

Vivian looked outsider her window. "Damn it," she said, "Full moon." She slowly went downstairs and walked outside. No body would ever stop the change on a full moon..ever. Vivian decided it might be best that she go down to the river and run with the pack for once. She never did...at least..after her father died.

As Vivian was walking her spine started to pop. "Not even to the river and I'm already changing," she said. She clutchced her stomach as she felt her organs moving around a little as well. Within a few minutes, pack members and their shadows started to descend. Someone was changing right then.

Vivian started to jog a little because she felt her fingers pop and her nails grow. Suddenly in a circle with the pack, she slowly undressed so she wouldn't rip her clothes to shreds. Her mother barked at her..literally..she had already changed. Vivian slunk down to the ground and pulled her knees to her bare chest.

Her jaw popped and started to grow forward into her muzzle. The hair on her neck prickled..growing. A howl escaped her lips as her face and eyes were locked on the moon. Not much later, a full grown female wolf was standing up and joining the circle.

Only a few miles away, the soft melody of a gentle flute carried on the breeze, only to stop when a howl sounded through the nights peace.
Gabriel Davis paused playing, lowering the old wooden flute until it rested on his lap, as he gazed at the bright moon hanging over head. The moon was the only light at this time since everyone in the farm house was asleep, but it was bright enough for Gabriel to make out the form of the sheep silently grazing the fields.
Lowering his eyes and bringing the flute back to his lips, the soft melody filled the air once more with a beautifully sad tone.

she walked through the forest hearing music so beautifully played ..she smield and rested her back amounst the bark of a tree ...she adjusted her top and tightened her baggies ...she looked around hearing the soothign music flow around her liek little bubbles in the wind...she was alone .and the music was confurting her..kinda"

she decided to make the music into a song and she becane to sing softly and angelic like ..she was bored and didnt really realise she was actually singin but her heart made her sing due to the beautiful music ...her voice flowed with the music as she sang ..and it twisted its way through the thick forest ...she moved about alittle but not much" what a beautiful song" she said continueing to sing moving her long godlen wavy hair out of her face looking around with her emerald green eyes sparkling under the moonlight"

Name:Dante
Age: lost count
Race: werewolf (albino)
Appearance: A tall and pale figure with snow white hair and ivory skin, his eyes are as red as blood and when his body changes from the giant of a man he is to the huge wolf he keeps his traits as an albino.
Bio: one day he simply showed up and didn’t leave.

Vivian looked around the circle..seeing familiar faces..one of which was Dante..he always stood out. She slowly walked over to him and nudge him with her hand that had just became a paw a few minutes ago.

Immanuel woke up to a low sounding flute from some where outside. After blinking a few time, he sits up with a yawn and moves over to the window to look down at the figure of a oddly pale boy who almost looked dead if not for his music.
"I should've known... Only he would be out there at this time of night playing on that damned flute of his!"
Immanuel sighed. For as long as he knew Gabriel, he was never able to understand him... They were room-mates at the moment along with two others, but out of all who lived in the farm house only Gabriel would be crazy enough to wonder outside at night when coyotes and wolves prowled the area...
"I better go get him before the coyotes do."

Allegra sniffed scenting relations. She was a huge black wolf with violet eyes and something overwhelimingly lovely about her. She howld to the moon screaming for something which she herself did not comprihend. Inoccence, and life and death and a million full moons that had been swallowed by the black earth eons ago, ages and millenia had passed since the first moon rose plae and beautiful from the virgin body of mother earth, from the primordial marrige bed, which would become the urrasic cradel of all life.

Immanuel silently walked up behind Gabriel, which was easy since the boy's music covered any mistakes he may have made... Immanuel watched Gabriel play for a few moments before actually speaking up-
"You play good, Gabriel. But if you keep coming out here at night time you're gonna get attacked one of these days..."

Finbar was the last to arrive. He came mostly without notice, but his blackness made it easy to blend into the darkness. There's a pale silver stripe down the middle of the scruff of his neck, which shimmers a little... as if his coat had been dusted grey with paint. But it's natural, of course.

He padded on down to the circle and rolled over one on his back for he felt a little restless, then jumped up and stretched out on a tree trunk with his head down on his paws. His tail thumps occasionally while he makes some attempt to look sociable.

He takes a deep breath and lets it out from his lips, making them rattle with a funny whistle sound. He licks his lips once before just observing.

Vivian turned around when she heard the whistle to see Finbar. Go figure she thought. Typical males..always craving attention. Vivian turned back around to Dante and waited for a response.

Gabriel continued to play as he friend spoke, but paused when Immanuel mentioned something about 'attack'. Gabriel lowered the small flute, and turned to Immanuel with a sad smile.
"You don't have to worry about me being attacked, Immanuel. I can take care of myself, in case you haven't noticed."
Gabriel turned his back on Immanuel once again, and glazed at the full moon which half covered by a cloud.
"Besides, it is a beautiful night... I just couldn't help myself."

He cocks his ears toward Vivian. And that is precisely what he's trying NOT to do, somewhat. He could actually use a little company right now though. He's been out, alone, in the woods, hunting and scavenging as his human self with little more than his shirt on his back and a knife at his belt.

His silver scruff shivers as he calls out to Vivian. "Don't look so glum. I'm not out to offend anyone, but it seems I have offended you, I apologize." This is the message he conveys when he comes down to see her, touching noses, tail drooping in apology.

she continues to sing with her angelic vocie echoing through the forest ..as the man played his flute...she smield" finally somethign interesting to do" she said standing alone with her back against a tree ..arms crossed over"

With a sigh, Immanuel sat down beside Gabriel
"What were you playing anyways?"

Vivian gave a toothy grin. "It's quite alright actually..no need to apologize for my misconseption," she would've said if not for being in a full wolf form. I miss Gabriel she thought again. She hoped he wasn't outside doing anything around the river or his house where the pack usually ran. Althought, knowing him he'd be outside anyways.

OOC: may i join if not you can just ignore my post.
Name: Midnight
Gender: Female
Race: Werewolf
Age: 19
Height: 5'9"

Apearance: in human form: slim, jet black hair that comes down to her waist,baggy black pants, and a tight black shirt, dark green eyes that look black at night. Werewolf form: jet black fur and cold black eyes.

Description: A loner who had been separated by her own pack and enslave wile they were hunted down and killed, whip lashes on her back from being enslaved but does not talk about it.

IC: Midnight was finely free from her master. She had no where to go her pack was dead, and now she was aloner. She began hunting for she was terably hungery after freeing herself. A rabbit calt her eye. She thought o well beggers can't be choosers. instantly she pounced on the rabbit killing it. She ate it. She paused. There was sents of other werewolves. She stayed down wind and watched them from a safe distance.

Gabriel turned towards his friend, a sad smile gracing his pale lips
"I'm not totally sure..."
He lifts the flute to his lips again
"I was thinking of someone... I still am..."
With that, the flutes sad notes surround them

Immanuel watch Gabriel play the flute, the tone almost lulling him to sleep. With a couple shakes of his head, Immanuel stood and look in the direction of the river on the outskirts of the farm.
"What do you say about going for a late night swim?"

Gabriel instantly stops playing the wooden flute and turns to glaze up at Immanuel. "You actually want to go down there at this time of night?" he questioned remembering that Immanuel didn't like to do anything outside after dark. "What about the coyotes and wolves?"

she began to walk following the music ..it became sad " aww i cant sing to this.." she said following the music still weaving through the trees she decided to sing anyway as she walked closer to the music"

Allegra sat scratching her haunch, trying to discover the scource of an annoying itch that had come with her trasformation this time, sometimes the transformation didn't go perfectly and her wolves body was a little bit off somehow

Midnight tilted her head at Allegra. The all the sudden the wind changed and she was no longer down wind, but she didn't notice. Seeing other werewolves made her not feel so alone.

Allegra barked a greeting, her voice had as great a range as any oprea singers, and she with her wolf's hearing had a better sense of pitch, never sour note, never a wrong moment in her aria for midnight, blood and the scent of a fresh kill. She was the greatest voice now, the land and the moonlight had filled her with a desire to sing to the moon and all the celestial bodies and she sang of twisting bones and elongating teeth of life leading to death for all but her and of humanity massive herds from which shemight feed

Midnight barked a greeting back. Midnight began to sing with her. She had not done this in years. She still had the same sad and ghostly voice. She wondered is she could fit into a new pack or not, but she would give it time before she met up with the pack.

"You said so yourself," Immanuel began, "nothing is going to attack us..."

Finbar shrugged his broad shoulders. "Let's run somewhere. I know a place you probably want to go. Gabriel's, perhaps?" He raises his eyes at her slightly but doesn't meet her gaze directly.

"I didn't say nothing would attack us."

Vivian looked down at the ground. "Why would I want him to see me like this?" She shrugged her shoulders. "I'll run anyways..as long as he doesn't see me," she said howling and started to run through the woods wondering if he followed.

"Then what's the problem?" Immanuel questioned. "Let's go swiming!"

Finbar had no choice but to follow Vivian and the other male, while his head drooped and his eyes fixated on the flowing curves of her wolfish form. His lips began to curl back to take in the scents and smells of the forest...his head drops down to the dirt before he continues on, silent as the breeze in the darkness with his eyes practically on fire.

The chill bites into his bones and, while he normally does not mind that it's getting colder, he feels an immense sadness that all the remnants of autumn and summer are slowly falling into winter again. So, going swim might sound fun - but the water's cold. But it'll take his mind off of potentially finding himself a mate at last.

Melancholy, he falls behind the other two and goes on alone... ignorant of the hunters in the woods training their silver to his heart...

Vivian slowed down and turned around to check for Finbar. She didn't see him..he was actually quite far behind. "What the hell," she said turning around and running towards his direction. Having a sudden burst of playfulness she ran up behind him quickly and tackled him to the ground. She beared her teeth and growled. "You offer a run and drop out huh? So rude," Vivian said.

He yelps..slamming chin first into some leaves.. he turns to snip at her ear and give her a good shake as he tries to stand up with her sprawled on top of him.

"You seemed preoccupied. It would've been a little rude of me to intrude in your thoughts, eh?" Finbar bites at her front paws, his teeth shining.

Vivian bit his neck..very close to his throat. "You weren't intruding nothing so do you want to run or not?" She moved her paws and stood up again. "Come on..get up..run..we all know you want to," she said.

He growls from the pain, a deep-throated noise. He's disgruntled, but not miffed. He tries to push her a little but with little success.. then he cocks his ears back and sniffs the ground as if disinterested.

"Oh, al-right... but only if you promise to tell me one thing..." Finbar, or Finny, makes a sound of derision. "There someone on your mind, isn't there? Aye, I can tell... I'm not that young to not see strange thoughts flickering behind those gorgeous wolf eyes..."

He raises his head and starts running... silent, for the most part..concentrating on the feel of the wind in his fur, the force of gravity fighting his speed..along with his own limitations. Running makes him feel free...

Vivian started to speak but couldn't since Finbar took off running. She also took off after him. Once caught up, she said, "I miss things..and people," she said. She looked up at the moon and then around the space they were running it. Close to Gabriels...