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Fantasy CLAWS AND PAWS

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Rules
https://www.rpnation.com/threads/claws-and-paws-rules.335322/

Characters
https://www.rpnation.com/threads/claws-and-paws-cs.335320/

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https://www.rpnation.com/threads/claws-and-paws-ooc.335319/

A long time ago, there was a war. It wasn’t any ordinary war, it was between two groups of different people. One side, were the Sabers. They were people who could turn into huge sabertooth tigers with huge fangs that stops mid chest since the creature itself was bigger than 5’10. The other side, was the Pack. The Pack contained people who could turn into huge wolves, the same size as the Sabers. The wolves were quick on their feet and very smart. Each group had their special differences about them that made them equal in powers.


The Alpha’s son from the Pack is the one who started the war. It was a day at school when he saw a beautiful girl with gold eyes. He didn’t know that she was a Saber then, even the leader of the Saber’s daughter. They talked for a few days, then went on a date. The date was the day he found out she was a Saber. When she showed him her form, he panicked and killed her, scared of what she would think of him when she found out he was a wolf. He ran back quickly to his father and told him everything. His father told him to keep everything on the down low, but that didn’t last long.


The Saber’s found the dead body of the girl and saw wolf marks all over it. The leader of the Saber’s was furious. He marched straight towards the Packs camp and started the attack for revenge. After 100’s of wolves and Sabers died from the attack, both leaders came to agreement; The Packs Alpha’s son was to be banished for murder, each group wear something that marked what group they were from, and that they had to stay away from each other.


To this day, this agreement is still in order and new leaders took over. Each group has their own part of the town as their territory except the middle, the place that they have to share. In the middle is the school where the young members go.

Now, more troubles have arised for the groups, members going Missing, members turning rogue... What will become of them and how will the leaders cope when their packs are falling all around them. How will you handle it? By your leader, or on your own?
 
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Caden huffed as she rounded the corner onto the sabers street, finishing up her morning jog. It was only 6 a.m. and everyone else was probably still asleep. Caden was always up earlier than the others, her morning run was what kept her going through out the day. She loved being with her pack, but she needed something to keep her going.

The alpha finished off the last two miles in a full Sprint, honestly barely breaking a sweat. When she reached the door and opened it, all she heard was peace and quiet. She sighed contently, happy that no one was yelling yet at this time of hour. Usually one of the little ones will wake everyone up with their crying, but not today.. thank God.
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All the way on the other side of town, the wolf house was loud, almost everyone was awake except a few. Ross was one of them, one of the lazier wolves. She was productive when she wants to be, but for once she locked her door and ain't no one was going to wake her up. She was living the dream in her bed, dreaming of chasing some chickens in her wolf form.. oh yeah, wolves love chickens. Love eating them, and chasing them.

You can just think of them like dogs, but not pets and more vicious. Ross wasn't In a top rank, but she wasn't a low rank either. She was respected, due to being strong asf, but she lacked thought, stopping her from being a high rank. The house was filled with yelling and fighting and what not .. very faintly though, you can here Ross's snores coming from her closed door.
 

Ah, the morning was loud but there was always a shard of peacefulness somewhere. That shard tended to be people sleeping or Michelangelo. In this case, it was Michelangelo. He sat one the back porch where the cool night air was just fading as the sun rose above the horizon. He had a pair of dark grey khakis on and a lighter grey polo. In his hands was a mug of black tea. He didn't make it of course, he bought a jug from the store and poured it into a cup. Michelangelo grinned. "I'm surprised people are still sleeping" he said to himself as he took a sip of his tea. He couldn't help but think of what the sabers are doing this early. Are they acting the same way the wolves are or are they enjoying this beautiful morning in bed? He would probably never truly know. For now, he'll just sit on the back porch, sipping his tea as he awaited the sun to rise.
 
Apollo Clarke
Location - Sabre House
Interactions - Open​

Apollo woke early and in a bad mood. He hated early mornings but he passed out after a long day of work yesterday and so he was bound to wake early. He groaned and stood, stretching, before walking to the bathroom to take a quick shower.

He walked back to his small, 15 x 10 foot bedroom and dressed into his usual dark blue jeans, gray t-shirt and a red hoodie. He slipped on socks and shoes before getting his bag ready with all his studying supplies. He was an Omega training to become a Sigma. He desperately wanted Caden to make him one and he'd be happy to teach all the Cubs at the house.

After doing that, he left his bedroom with his things and went to the kitchen to make himself a bowl of cereal with berries and chocolate chips. He then sat at his spot at the table and ate quietly whilst listening to his music through his headphones. He didn't want to be a disturbance at an early hour.
 
Ethan (Wolf House)
Interacting with: Raku Raku

Apparently there had been some sort of moonlight howling that Ethan was not invited to, because today everyone seemed rather jovial. It was almost as if the moon gave them a special ability to be both annoying and frustratingly loud. The male decided he needed a break from the noise. He wasn't talking to anyone in particular, and perhaps preferred it that way as well. Nobody was really worth all that much interest. All these preppy kids who thought that shifting was a joke. He probably understood twice od what everyone else did, combined, at least so he boasted to himself. Dressed rather simply in jeans and a t-shirt that read "Ask me about my wolf form," with a comical drawing of a goofy wolf on the inside of the shirt. It was stupid, but it was a statement. That's how people make jokes these days, right?

As he went out to the back porch, he caught the tail end of Michaelangelo's reminiscence to himself. of course, wolves such as him had better hearing capabilities than most. So he picked up on the general gist of what he had said. It was a perfect opportunity to try his joke out. "Maybe they were howling at the moon last night, something I wasn't invited to at least." Ethan decided to sit in the matching chair, lowing slowly as he joined his packmate. "Too loud in there," he said generally, hoping to start a conversation.
 

Michelangelo smiled as Ethan joined him on the porch. The noise was not really a bother to Michelangelo. He turned towards Ethan before taking another sip of tea. "Yep. It's to be expected of wolves" he said with a chuckle. Now facing him, Michelangelo took notice to what Ethan's shirt said. I know we're supposed to have some sort of symbol, but this is a little too obvious he thought. Michelangelo still grinned. "So, how'd ya sleep?" he asked to continue a civil conversation. Michelangelo almost wanted to pull out his phone to play some music so the two could forget about the noise inside as they talked. Usual morning for the wolves of Wimberley.
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Isabella Mark
The morning was quiet. Izzy had expected it to be at least a tad loud, but if a pen were to drop then everyone would hear it. She sighed. It was better that way. Getting up she washed her face and brushed her short cut hair before putting on a black shirt, jeans, socks, and shoes. "You can do this." Izzy coached herself and exited the room.

As she went down the stairs she had noticed that no one had been up to cook breakfast. Ah breakfast. Her favorite meal. Well, good in general was her favorite. The thought made her stomach growl. Yeah, time for food. Since no one was in the kitchen she had felt the need to cook for the pack. She had to do her part someway. So, in the midst of everyone starting to wake Izzy was making a huge meal completed with all sorts of breakfast items. Once she was done she had laid everything out on the dining table and left since she had already made her food while cooking everyone else's and eating it too. She had somewhere to go and didn't want to catch anyone's attention.
 

Eugene
Location: Wolfhouse
Interactions: Open

No longer able to ignore the ever growing racket that is the other members of his pack, Eugene Grayson rolls to his feet with a muted growl. Stretching his long limbs with a satisfying crack from somewhere in his spine, the young wolf grabs a black T-shirt from the nearest pile of clothes and slips into a fresh pair of jeans. I should probably clean my room, he thinks; looking around at the collection of belongings he's gathered over the years. Posters of various rock bands, sports cars, and a few of 'normal' wolves clutter most of the wall space next to his double bed on the far wall alongside the only window. A desk stands against the left wall, holding a lamp and a few books on subjects from school. The space above the desk covered in photographs of Wimberely. On the right of the room a TV sits above a plain dresser, which bears the wait of several gaming systems gratefully received from his parents, the Grayson's, during the holidays. Ever since Eugene had officially claimed a bedroom in the wolfhouse they'd been making an effort to support his decision, but they couldn't quite hide their sadness all the same. If nothing important pops up, I'll go spend the weekend with them.

The silent promise brings a small smile to the young wolf's lips, and with that Eugene steps out of his room and into the hall of the second floor, passing by several bedrooms including one that emits the snores of someone he thinks must be Ross. Must be nice to be able to sleep so soundly. Maybe she has earplugs? He ponders techniques to thwart early mornings while on his way to the kitchen, his stomach is already growling at the thought of breakfast; his first priority this morning, as is usual. Eugene yawns as he enters into what is surely one of his favourite rooms. Grabbing a carton of eggs and a pack of bacon from the fridge he sets a cast iron pan on the stove top and leans against he counter and taps his fingers against the surface, while he waits for the pan to heat up.
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Amisi Wenck
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
Smack!

A slender hand now lazily lay across the once screaming alarm, its owner refusing to accept that fact that she had to awake. Drooping eyes opened slowly to meet comforting darkness. It was before sunrise - hence the darkness - precisely five o' clock.

The dirty blonde lifted herself from the tangle of sheets, stretching with a generous yawn. Sighing softly, she rubbed at her eyes and carried on with making herself look decent. She of course performed her normal hygiene, but instead throwing her hair up in a messy bun. Amisi finished off the 'look' with a black leotard, an oversized sweatshirt and ballet shoes.

Grabbing some granola bars, she tiptoed out of her room. Amisi assumed the only person alive at this hour would be Caden, so she made sure not to disturb anyone's sleep.

Amisi continued to creep through the hallways until she made it to the Sabers mini-gym. It was once a ballroom, but was renovated before her time. Now it was half normal gym utilities and half dance room. The girl with sea-green eyes entered the said room, crossing over to the practice room while she munched on her granola bar.

She plopped herself on the mat, hooking up her bluetooth speaker. Amisi began to stretch to Hoziers voice, breathing evenly and feeling content.

"Honey, you're familiar like my mirror years ago~"

Finally stretched out, she climbed to her feet and let the music take her. She twirled and moved fluently, contorting to make graceful poses and executing moves that showed her flexibility and rhythm. She kept up with this mix of ballet and modern dance for an hour, taking breaks when need-be or laughing at silly mistakes. By this time, people were up and moving, very few hitting the gym while majority enjoyed breakfast.



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Isabella Mark
Isabella was walking down the road, brushing her shoulder and then stopping in her tracks. She had forgotten her backpack. Her hands balled as the decision to go back was on her mind. Should she? 'Just keep going Izzy. You won't get attention that way.' Izzy thought, grabbing her phone which she was relieved she had at least remembered to bring and looking at the time. Still early. She put it away and began to walk again into town.

Once she arrived, she passed a couple stores and stopped at one in particular. The library. Her escape. A deep sigh emitted from her mouth as a large weight lifted from her shoulders. She was safe. As she entered, she went straight to fiction books. Wolves had piqued her interest since she had heard there was a feud between her kind and theirs so she picked out a couple books about sabers and wolves. Once she was satisfied, Izzy went to a corner that had a blue beanbag chair sitting on the floor which made her smile. She sat down and picked up the first book: History About Wolves And Their Nature. Yes, werewolves and regular wolves were completely different but she wanted to get as much information as possible. Maybe she could find something. Luckily there was a theoretical fiction book about Weres which was the last one and hidden just in case someone were to be nosy. So, Izzy began to read peacefully as the time passed.
 
Veridius, Alpha of the wolves
Location: Wolf house

"Uuugghh-"
He cried aloud, bringing back the hair in his face. "Look, we all just woke up. Please Just chill."
Lord have mercy... It's only 6...

He yawned, dropping his course hair back into place as he covered his breath. The two pups stared at him with exasperation spelled across their faces. One was transformed, a little black wolf with a beige diamond in between his golden eyes. The other began whining, making high-pitched wails as her dark brown pigtails bounced up and down with her exaggerated movements. Inside her hand was a broken doll, probably Barbie or whatever wolf children liked these days.
He sighed.
"Okay. That's it..." Veridius turned away from the two kids, starting towards the porch.
"Someone else take this over for me..." Veridius shrugged, shooting his arms up in surrender.

At least... the house was lively. Even though he was irritated with everything at the moment... things had really turned around for the wolves. Before, nobody dared peep a word in the presence of the old alphas. But now with them gone and him being given their title... here he was getting backlash from the pups of the pack. Even if he wasn't respected in the way that the old leaders were, he still couldn't see a positive to ruling with an iron fist, he thought. Fear wasn't possibly the best way to inspire your pack... Though, if he were to be honest, sometimes... some of these pups needed a nice smack across the lip.

Some wolf was in deep slumber sprawled across the red sofa and shedding everywhere on it. Another wolf was in human form picking up her mug from the glass coffee table. Another was sitting crossed-legged atop the orange wool rug, staring into his phone. Eugene was in the kitchen along with a couple others. Another kid was-
"Careful-" Veri snapped, quickly jolting his arm in front of a tiny white wolf, causing the fellow to choke and fall back. With a wimper, the pup stood back up on all fours and lowered its ears.
"Watch it around the fireplace..." He said tiredly to the child.
Veridius's eyes wandered to the marble top. His gaze met with those of the old alphas, encased in a frame propped on the shining stone. he stared for a second, getting an impulse to toss their pictures away, but he dismissed the thought. Instead, he continued to the porch.

Upon opening the rustic door, Veridius saw that two of his packmates had already beaten him here. It seemed the porch was everybody's go-to.
Well, so much for alone time.
Even outside, he could hear the muffled party inside. Some growling, some shouts, some laughs... some genuine laughs.

"So... How are you both this morning?" He asked Ethan and Michelangelo. They were both older than him by quite a bit, but they were generally pretty chill guys. He couldn't say that everybody in his pack was special, but these two were alright. Usually peaceful, not obnoxious like most of the others... And definitely some of the best people to get stuck with on the porch of the Wolves's when trying to escape their bullshit. JokerValentine JokerValentine Raku Raku


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Dezien Romaire
Location: Saber house

Scarlet rays touched the coat of a sleeping saber. The light made his fur look red instead of it's normal yellowish tint, and the brown speckles turned to mahogany. The huge beast opened it's golden eyes, now being colored bright red. It stretched while still being planted in bed, kicking blankets all over the floor, and a text book to make a bang on the hard-wood floor which then caused the beast to spring up in alert. After embarrassingly scaring itself, the saber hopped out of bed to continue it's stretch, this time with loads more space to kick about.
He shook his whole body, ruffling his feathery coat.
After, he transformed and stood up in his human form. He raised his arms and stretched those to the sky. He looked over to his desk in the corner, slightly overlapping his window, casting shadows onto the floor.

Lazing around, especially sleeping, as a gigantic cat felt like a good dream on a bad night. But it was too bad he didn't have the luxury of waking up slowly. He was used to being up and about around this time; his body just wouldn't let him sleep in. So, Dezien reluctantly got up and stuttered over to his desk where his clothes were laid out on his grey office chair. He picked them up.
One thing he learned early upon discovering his transformation was not to throw his clothes on the ground. Or- anything important really. A negative to being half prehistoric wild animal was the shedding, he thought. Tiger fur got in his clothes, his bed, anything that he touched in that form, and even things he didn't. It was a curse, but he had come to just accept it as a fact of life.

After violently shaking off his clothes to remove any excess stray hairs, he quickly slipped them on- a pair of simple black pants and a light grey dress shirt with long sleeves. Then, he headed out to the living room, passing through the long dim hallway of Saber rooms. Along the walls lined pictures of the old Saber alphas throughout the generations.
Dezien reached the end of the hall where it connected to the kitchen and living room. There hung a portrait of the late alphas.
He paid them a few seconds of solemn respect as he passed.

The saber compound was pretty chill in the mornings. That was likely because of how groggy everybody was. Apparently, cats slept 16 hours a day. And that was no different for a Saber. But even though half of the members present were asleep on the sofas positioned in a disorderly circle and some on the floor, there were always a few who were active at this time. He was, for one. So was Caden; talking a walk probably, and Amisi; she was often dancing in the gym at this time. And Apollo eating breakfast, and Isabella; gone after making breakfast for everyone. Izzy tended to do that. And he appreciated it, though he wished she were here for him to express his gratitude to her for feeding everyone.
Walking up to the dining table, he picked up a plate of chocolate chip waffles.
What do you know. A few sabers were even sleeping with their heads down on the lavender table cloth. A vase of dry pink tulips sat atop. Dezien picked up somebody's half-empty sprite can and poured it inside.

He would have given Apollo a greeting if it weren't for him being occupied with his music, so Dezien just gave him a quick nod of acknowledgement and sat at the end of the table, eating the waffles with his hands.


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Ethan (Wolf House)
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Ethan was rather delighted by the genuine sound of his packmate's questions. "I slept rather well last night," the male repleid simply, "no lapses where I woke up, which was nice for a change. I dreamt I got myself a new coat and comb, made out of pure sabertooth. Needless to say it was the best feeling I've ever felt." The obvious hatred of the sabertooth kitties was apparent in his rhetoric. This rivalry, as it seemed to be, was personal to the man. However, there was no death involved, no drama of the sort. Ethan just genuinely had no empathy for such a disgusting race.

"Anyways," the wolf said, "it's safe to say that some leaders are sleeping more soundly than others at this fine hour." Ethan was surely referring to his alpha, who he did not see awake this morning. Maybe there were other pressing matters to attend to than running his pack. But alas he was alpha, and although Ethan would never dare sleep in and be one of the last to awaken, he would surely hold his respect for the alpha high.

Just as the alpha was mentioned, he too appeared on the porch. Comical timing indeed. "Oh, good morning alpha," Ethan respectfully said, standing to his feet, "I am rather well. Please, take my seat. I saved it just for you." The man eyed his friend, giving a smile. "Was it a long night for you last night?"
 

Michelangelo couldn't help but smile at Ethan's response. The clear hatred for the sabers was made even more present by his reply. The rivalry between them was indefinitely intense. Michelangelo's stand on this rivalry was more neutral than anything, but he knows that conflict is a definitely probable outcome of sabers and wolves meeting. As Ethan brought up the alpha's whereabouts Michelangelo merely shrugged. He didn't know where the man was at the point, and with it being so early he was inclined to believe he was in bed. Some people sleep deeper than others, some sleep longer. Michelangelo was one of those who can get a couple of hours of sleep and still be more energized than someone who got a night's worth. Coincidentally, Veridius stepped out onto the porch shortly after their conversation about him. Michelangelo grinned. "I'm doing fine" he answered. Taking in a breath of air before letting it out in a sigh, Michelangelo looked at Veridius. "So, I'm guessing that you couldn't handle the noise in there?" he asked. Michelangelo would go in there to try to shush everyone. He can project his voice to be very loud, but he feels like they should enjoy themselves for a little while longer.

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Apollo Clarke
Location - Sabre House
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Apollo looked up to see Dezien. He smiled slightly and took out his headphones. He mumbled a 'Morning' before going back to eating. He was hungry and who could blame him. He'd been working so hard he'd been forgetting to eat certain meals. He was lucky he'd woken up so early that he could eat breakfast. Normally he'd be rushing to school and be bumping into people along the way. Some would say he was working too hard and he should rest more like normal Sabres do. Apollo would disagree. He had to work if he wanted to be a Sigma. He wanted it badly; and sleep could wait. He had all the time in the world to do it and he didn't have to do it all the time. He'd sleep when necessary, no more.
 


Eugene Grayson
Location: Wolfhouse Kitchen (And various)
Interactions: Open

Finished his second helping of breakfast Eugene is mulling over the idea of a third when he notices the
Alpha passing by, but Veridous is gone before Eugene can form a morning greeting. Trailing farther behind him as if they were doing so in secret are a few pups of various ages, though none could be more than seven years old. "Where do you think your going?" The Pup Pack freezes briefly, a guilty look crossing their faces before realization hits that it is
only Eugene and they are replaced by wide grins instead. "Brother Gene!" The oldest lad Eddie shouts happily and runs over to cling at his side.

"Gene, Gene, come on; play with us!" So much for a peacefull breakfast. The little pups all clamour for attention, tugging at the teen wolf's sleeves and trying to pull him to the floor with them. A girl named Bianca is quick to leap onto his shoulders, and wraps her arms around his neck with a delighted squeal as Eugene finally gives in and allows himself to slip into his other shape. Now a towering white wolf, he has barely enough time to blink before several excited yips break out as the pups who were human follow suite, save for Bianca who still hangs on his back.

Tails wagging fast enough to blur, the wolf pups bounce around Eugene, playfully nipping at his heels and darting back and forth in an invitation to chase. "Get them Gene!" Bianca shouts from his shoulders, holding onto his scruff. All the pups let out a gleefull bark as their elder joins their game, suddenly loping after them throughout the halls. The pass through several rooms, some occupied and some not, but when they reach the main living room it is empty. Suddenly the
hiding pups spring from behind the couches and chairs, tails held high in triumph as they rush their larger playmate and try to use their combined weight against him.

"EEK!" Bianca squeaks at the sudden attack. Eugene lets himself fall to the floor slow enough that Bianca has time enough to dismount safely and transform into her own small, brown and cream colored wolf; howling a war cry as she attempts to fend off her siblings. A few seconds later though, and she's joining the other pups in trying to defeat their 'advasary' Eugene. The Pup Pack does their best to pin him down, while he swats at them gently with soft paws and growls playfully without malice.
It seems our game of chase is turning into that of Sabers vs Wolves. I wonder what Thalia would think of me playing Saber....or the pack of me for still thinking of her as a sister....
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Isabella Mark
After a while, Izzy had finished reading about the history of both wolves and sabers as well as an anatomy book about them. When she wanted to research, she always went into depth. Even the unnecessary parts. Well, she had picked up the last one about Weres. The lore, myths, legends, and theories. This one piqued her interest more than the others because she was one of them. Maybe she could have herself a laugh about some false accusations. At any rate, she had began to read intently as if he life depended on it. That was until a male with short rough cut hair, glasses, and casual clothes walked up to her. Izzy took a quick and discreet whiff and luckily he was human. Well.... Sort of lucky.

The male smirked and pushed his spectacles closer to his face even though he didn't need to. "So. Whatcha reading?"

Izzy froze. There were different ways she could go about this, but her confidence was low and for that knew he wouldn't become a friend. She quickly closed the book, putting it amongst the stack she had brough with her. In a low voice she replied, "Sorry I have to go." And raced to the front desk.

Meeting a library helper, she separated the books and asked to check out the one. Luckily the female wasn't paying attention or at least didn't care which made the process faster. Once finished, she grasped the book with the title against her chest and hurried out. That was close. Now where to next? A drink. Izzy remembered she only ate, but didn't grab something to quench her thirst. Sweet a coffee shop.

Izzy went to the barista and ordered her a hot latte. When she paid and received her order she sat in the corner and linked to the free WiFi. Why not? Free is free. Satisfied with the silence in the room she had began to play on her phone to pass the time.
 
Caden noticed a few more people up and about, the alpha nodding a greeting to them. Caden wasn't much of a talker in the morning, the alpha liking the distance to herself. She picked up some pancakes that Izzy made for everyone, wanting to get a piece before everyone else woke up. She could hear the faint music from the gym/dance room, knowing full well of who was In there. It was close to 7a.m, meaning the others should be waking up soon.

BANG.

Orrrrr, everyone wakes up now. Caden rolled her eyes, seeing the triplets of Cubs come racing down the hallway, knocking everything over and slamming into each other. they raced towards the table of food In a hungry rage. If they didn't stop now, they would slam and spill it all.

"Hey!" Caden snapped lowly, stopping the Cubs In their tracks as they stared at their alpha dumbfounded. She just looked down at them, and just her look alone said, "behave."

They proceeded towards the food more calmly, Caden sighing and rubbing her temples. "Who's turn is it to babysit the Cubs today?" She asked, not looking at anyone in particular. She knew Dez was in the room with her, but she didn't know who else.

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Ross shot up straight in bed with a Yelp, something banging into her door with a laugh. She growled to herself, "those savages." She opened her door I'm her PJ's, looking down the hallway to see little pups running away. Ross growled again at the rude Awakening as she walked down the hallway towards the louder sounds.

Almost everyone knew Ross wasn't morning person. She thought that locking her door would stop that, but the pups had a different idea. The girl grabbed a granola bar, knowing that there wasn't any more breakfast left. She got away from the loud voices and went to the porch where the alpha and two older members were.

She stretched her arms above her head, her shirt lifting up and revealing her stomach and hips. She didn't say a word to the three males, she didn't want any interaction with them. She didn't want any interaction with anyone this early, but..again, pups had a different idea. Four at once attacked her legs, one of them chewing on her toes, two wrapped around her leg, and the third nipping at her heals. She let out a annoyed growl, looking down at them and trying to pry them off. "Get off you little..."
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Apollo Clarke
Location - Sabre House > Edge of Sabre Territory
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He heard Caden talk about babysitting the Cubs. He loved the cubs a lot but he couldn't. He wished he could. It would help with his relationship with them and if he was to become a Sigma he needed to know the Cubs well. But studying was also important. He ha a big test coming up and if he didn't study he'd fail and could be held back in school again. He didn't want that to happen. So instead of being called on to take the responsibility he simply said, "Not it," before moving into the kitchen and washing his empty bowl. He ran back to his room and locked himself in. He needed to study desperately. He then climbed out of the window and down into the shrubbery below. He in no way was missing a studying session. So he decided to run until he started to see wolf territory. There he'd not be spotted by troublesome cubs.
 
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Seventeen or as most called him Sev, could be seen sitting on top of a tree branch. He didn't have an actual name to go by, so since he did almost everything in seventeen minutes, seventeen became his known name. He hadn't been given any new assignment to do, so he did what he did best, stay away from the pack until lunch and than see if any new assignment where being given out. Sure he could had been hunting by now, but he didn't feel like going anywhere, just rest until he got something new.
 
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Amisi Wenck
Amisi finally decided to stop, caving to her stomachs needs of actual breakfast. The granola bars not exactly holding her off, she draped a towel over her neck and packed up her things.

She obviously broke a sweat, ballet surprisingly taking a lot of strength, balance and discipline. It can be extremely painful. Not to mention that shes practically wearing slippers. If she had practiced for much longer, she would be bleeding.

Refreshed with an angry tummy, the second-in-command headed over to the kitchen. Ahead was Caden, scolding some speedy pups. Amisi chuckled softly and caught up with the Alpha. "Hey there leader." She grinned, her Australian accent still thick. "I can watch the pups for a little bit." She offered, patting her back. "But first I must eat." Amisi added, hurrying over to the table that was covered in a glorious assortment of breakfast items. "Bless whoever did this." She murmured under her breath, sitting by Dezien. "Oh hey there Dezzy" She half-smiled, leaning forward to plop some turkey bacon on her plate. "And morning Apollo." Amisi nodded in another greeting, adding a heap of eggs and two slices of toast to her growing pile. "How are you two this lovely morning?" She asked a bit playfully. She knew not everyone was eager to awake early like her and Caden.


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Isabella Mark
Sigh. Boredom.

Eventually Izzy greward tired of just sitting around. Her saber was itching to get out and she was itching to run. She got up, throwing her cup away and left the building to head towards the woods. Once she was at the edge, she used her heightened sense of smell to find her secret hiding spot. Clearly, she did this a lot. When she found the tree, she dug out the brush and stood in place for a minute. Should she really undress to shift or just shift and rip her clothes? She did have plenty of clothes at the pack house, but she was wearing her favorite shirt. Sigh. Decisions decisions. It shouldn't be this hard! Shrugging, she took off her shirt and then shifted not caring about ripping the other clothes except obviously her shirt. Izzy then put the shirt in the hole and put loose brush over it to cover the scent.

When she finished, she shook happily. Her fur danced in the wind which made her purr. She extended her paws with each step, enjoying the feel of the cool soil. Crouching, she took off and ran as fast as she could mindlessly jumping over fallen trees and brush as she went. It was exhilarating. Never did she feel so free until she discovered she was a saber. Izzy continued to run, making sure she was within pack borders.
 
Veridius, Alpha of the Wolves
Location: Wolf house

"Nah- it's fine!" Veridius replied, giving an appreciative smile to Ethan before declining his offer. "And good morning to the both of you," he continued, Looking from Ethan to Michelangelo.
Since the only two chairs were taken by his older packmates, he took a humble seat at the top of the steps.
He tilted his head into the direction of the other guys when he heard Michelangelo speaking to him.

'So, I'm guessing that you couldn't handle the noise in there?'
"Ehhh- I might be too chill for them," He answered with a casual tone, but with just enough affection.
"Just because I'm Alpha doesn't mean I'm into it every morning- heh."

He turned back around to stare at the greenery before them. Town was a bit farther out, so the compound were surrounded by grass and sparse groups of coniferous trees. Both compounds couldn't afford to be too close to civilization, hence their woodsy environment, but it was fitting for the wolves at least. He imagined that if not for their secluded location, they'd receive thousands of noise complaints daily. The temperature was just right this morning though. A little bit chillier than it was warm. Which was of the luxury in Texas. He leaned back, pressing his palms on the cold stone.
From inside, he heard something crash. He sighed, dragging his breath out for as long as he could.
"Y'know, I try so hard," He said in a comical shrug, upturning his palms to the sky.

"Well, I better go see what they broke now. I'll talk to y'all later."

Just then, Ross stepped onto the porch, stretching in the morning sun. That is until some pups came charging at her, clinging to her in an attempt to get her to play with them. But... that didn't quite work out as she only stood hassling to pry them off of her. Or- did it?
Veridius stood up, walking back up to the maroon colored door, passing Ross but not without a morning greeting.
"Morning Ross! ...And friends," he said flashing her a cheeky grin with a hand on her shoulder. He took a quick glance at the wolf pups giving them a half-hearted smile too before going inside and closing the door behind him.

Inside, the place was still a mess. Somebody knocked over a tall lamp and was checking if it still worked. And over in the hallway, Eugene was running around and wrestling with the cubs.
Damn, if the old alphas were still around...
He gave an uncomfortable smile to himself and whistled a dropping note at the thought.

Veridius walked into the kitchen. A younger teen packmate of his was just about to wash a frying pan when he stopped her just in time.
"Leave that out? Imma use it."
"Yeah..." The girl said, staring at the floor and handing it to him.
He took it, cocking an eyebrow as he watched her hurry away. He put the pan on the burner. Still hot.

Ugh... Nobody has to be scared of me.


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Dezien Romaire
Location: Saber house

Upon getting a greeting from Apollo, he looked up and mumbled out a 'morning' as well, but with a waffle half in his mouth. he chewed and swallowed, but before he could say more, Caden returned from her walk.
"Who's turn is it to babysit the Cubs today?"
"Mmmm. Not me," He said quietly to himself. Then he spoke up to Caden with affection for his leader, "Good morning, Welcome back."

Just then Apollo got up to rinse his bowl. Dezien stuffed the rest of the waffle in his mouth and reached for the box of Walmart pastries that someone bought last night.

"Hey there leader," He looked up to see that along with Caden's arrival, Amisi just came down from upstairs and slid into a seat at the table.
"Oh hey there Dezzy," She said to Dezien.
"How are you two this lovely morning?" She asked to both him and Caden.
"I'm grand. What about you? You look like you just finished a day's worth of practice." He said with two raspberry tarts and an iced apple turnover on his plate.
He sucked the chocolate from the waffles off his fingers and then picked up one of the tarts.
By now, some of the cubs had already took Caden's warning to heart and they went to go play upstairs. A few were still hanging around the kitchen. Two wandered up to Dezien and pestered him for some sweets, whining about being hungry. He
took a few cinnamon rolls from the plastic box and let the two cubs split them.
"Here you go," He said, tiredly. "Get a real breakfast later."
They ran off happily to the circle of sleeping tigers.


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Michelangelo chuckled at Veridius' response. Some of us were a little to chill for them. With this being said, it varies with Michelangelo. On some days he can be just like everybody else inside, on others he is calm like he is now. Maybe it's the tea. He took another sip as he looked back out onto the little lot the house of the wolves sat on. Luckily its placement was just far enough from town that they wouldn't bother anyone, but close enough that they weren't isolated. He turned back to Veridius and before Michelangelo could say anything he voiced his departure. Vices of being Alpha: You kinda have to run the house. Therefore you have to make sure everything is in order and working. Michelangelo heard another thud from outside relatively close to the doorway. "I'll be in to try to get them out in a moment" he said. After that, Ross had stepped out. Another person trying to get away from the insanity of the indoors. A few pups quickly followed. Michelangelo chuckled. So energized they could probably run laps around the house and still have more in them. Michelangelo stood up and put the mug in the chair. "Alright. I'm gonna get them out of the house before anything gets damaged anymore" he said before walking towards the door. He looked at the little ones around Ross' legs with a grin. "Go put into the yard and play. It's beautiful for 7 in the morning" he told them. One of them paused to look at the others before splitting off, almost as if they were communicating telepathically. Then, one split off and ran out into the yard. The others followed. Michelangelo smiled and turned to Ross. "They're crazy little buggers. Also, clear the doorway" he said patting her on the shoulder and walking inside behind Veridius.

He took notice to the lamp on the floor and someone checking if it worked. Veridius went off to the kitchen while Michelangelo went to the living room. Standing in the middle of the chaos, he prepared to send them out. "
Alright! Take the playing and go outside! It is beautiful for 7 in the morning, so go out there!" he shouted, voice booming over the noise. It went silent for a split second, and then, it was replaced by the shuffle of feet as they rushed towards the backdoor. Hopefully Ross moved out of the way. "Now time to go to the bathroom" he said softly as he made his way into the bathroom.

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So too did Ethen laugh at the alpha's reply, but not just because it was comical. A small ringer in Ethan's head went off that signaled his frustration of being at the level he was. The alpha, the leader, so casual in his speech and so quiet with his attempts to show his authority, had he no guts? And even Ethan took it a bit personaly that the man refused his seat. Meanwhile, as the noise trickled to the porch like the scent of a decaying animal through a car's air conditioning vent, the alpha suddenly found himself drawn inside.

Ethan was as loyal as they come, but not to a leader in a full sense. He was no traitor, he was no idiot, he was no drama queen. He was resentful of any action he deemed as selfish and pathetic. So too, in his opinion, was that which fit the alpha in that moment. And it made the little prince that Ethan thought himself to be seem so overlooked. He was such a small fish in a big pond, but the bigger fish had trickery, connections, and perhaps luck on their sides. Alas, who cares not about the largest fish with the shiniest scales, but instead reflects on the oldest fish swimming at the bottom of the murky water?

Still, the alpha was in charge, and the lesser Ethan accepted his role as being temporary, a hole he would move out of one day. So early a morning was not meant to be spoiled by the angered thoughts of his commanders. Perhaps he could converse with Michaelangelo. "So h-" Ethan was abruptly cut off by Mike's sudden interjection, that he had to go retrieve the pups. Even still, Ethan was ignored, abandoned, left alone on the porch as the others seemed to have responsibilities he wanted. Pups weren't easy, and Ethan had never done anything with them, but he felt with training he could master it.

With a sunrise and his thoughts, Ethan perhaps had all the attention he needed. And so he sat, just looking out into the shrubbery, thinking about what the day held or if they had to worry about those sabers at all or even the terrible choice of clothes Ross decided to wear this morning. Although, he only got a passing glance at her this morning. Maybe he was too quick to judge.
 

Eugene Grayson

Location: Wolfhouse (Outside Yard)
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Following Michelangelo's 'suggestion' that all the wolves head outside, Eugene helps the other wolves herd out some of the more rebellious pups that don't respond immediately to the directive. The outside is just as beautiful as promised, with the early morning sky clear of clouds and already hinting at a hot midday if the warm morning sun is anything to go by.

Deciding to take a short break from keeping the pups entertained in his wolf form, Eugene transforms on his way to the porch and leans against the railing next to Ethan. The other wolf's known hatred of the Sabers and the way he acts in the Alpha's presence has always made Eugene somewhat uncomfortable, but he does his best to stay on good terms with everyone. These are my pack mates now, I don't have to like everything about them but we need to able to rely on eachother when the time comes. Trust Eugene thinks, is essential for the wellbeing of a pack, but takes time and effort to build.

"Do you still see in color, or is that a human thing?" Eugene says with an absolutely serious expression on his face. The long limbed teen waits a few moments for Ethan's reaction, then lets it slip into a slightly mischevious smile and points at the cartoon wolf on his chest.
"Clever shirt." It's a little straightforward, but there's something about hiding in plain sight that has potential.


 

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