A rush of exhilaration flooded Baron's system as he let himself ride the wave of euphoria that preceded a shift. He held it back today though, letting the adrenaline course through him while being careful not to let the shift overtake him. It was a narrow line to tread, and for those that...
Jesse was an early riser and it was not unusual to find him working on something or other in the infirmary at the crack of dawn. This morning was no different. He had medical texts sitting out on a counter, and was taking some notes down as he went through some blood samples.
Ethan's condition...
Desmond seemed unusually eager about getting Chloe back out to the woods, and his excitement showed in his pace. They had left the bike back by the old dirt road and continued on foot. The walk was a familiar one, though they hadn't been out this way since before things went south with the...
as written by Tiko and Knosis
The walk had been grueling, the heat had picked up and the humidity was high. Though, Chloe had been oblivious to it all. She had kept walking, eyes glassy until she had gotten to her destination.
It had become routine that the wolf side of her would sort of...
As written by @Tiko and @Dashmiel
Ragenard tapped the last of the ashes off the stub of his cigarette into the large novelty ashtray at his desk and immediately lit another one from the still living ember absentmindedly. He stubbed out the old snub against the bottom of the ashtray, right...
Julienne was lounging atop a stack of wooden crates and metal beams out behind one of the storage buildings at the railyard. This particular building was being used for building supplies as the pack had turned its attention to construction in the wake of Rowan’s death.
From the growing pile of...
Marcellus was seated in a chair at one of the empty tables. It was late - or early - depending on your perspective he supposed. It was past closing time, and no one remained except himself and Grisham still in the back.
The man was an idiot Marcellus thought to himself. He had brought the ire...
Baron had headed home after he and Aimee's return to the city, but standing there now, it didn't feel like home. It didn't even smell like home. No, his home was buried in the ashes of the Den. Sophia's toys and books had been left strewn about the place, abandoned in the quick relocation of...
When Sel came upon Desmond in one of the halls, he was engaged in heated words with Julienne. The woman had grown since Sel had last seen her, but she looked gaunt - and if one where being fair - slightly crazed.
"Oh grow up," Desmond snapped. "Yer actin' like a child."
"Oh you're one to...
The Den, once serving as the heart of the Bloodstones, was little more than a charred wreckage.
As Desmond and those accompanying him arrived, the sound of their bike engines died off and was replaced by a somber stillness that settled over them. He had pulled up alongside the side of the...
It was to the old abandoned rail yard that Bastien had taken Ethan too. Though as Ethan would quickly learn, it wasn't as abandoned as it was believed. There was a lot of signs of recent activity and along the side of one building was a stack of supply crates, lumber, and cement blocks. Perhaps...
Desmond stood waiting in the lot outside of the Lutetian Penitentiary. He hadn't yet met Rhetta and Ziessel personally, but they would be expecting someone from the pack and he and the others would be easily identifiable by their Bloodstone patches. The Lupus Regent patch marked Desmond out as...
Bastien's truck rolled up front of Aimee's apartment building and the engine turned off. It was Baron who stepped out though. He moved stiffly, and the knee brace beneath his pants limited his range of movement. He took a long drag of the cigarette he had been smoking on the drive over before...
Located in the rough neighborhood of downtown Lupaix, Shadewood Park has seen better days. The entrance to the park is marked by a pair of rusty wrought-iron gates that don't look to have been moved in years. The paved paths have weeds growing out of cracks, and the wooden benches are weathered...
The abandoned train station sat on the outskirts of Lupaix. Despite its close proximity to the Phantom Quarter, no homeless wandered out this way. The railroad tracks are rusted and overgrown, and the rocky ground along them is littered with broken glass and discarded trash.
The station...
Desmond was at home seated on a wooden stool, and lost in thought. The untouched liquor cabinet spoke of his pensive mood. For him, drugs and alcohol are purely for recreation. Not to hide from himself and the decisions he made. Much like he had tried to teach Chloe about balancing her human...
The Rusty Nail is a grimy but cheap bar on the outskirts of Lupaix. It tends to attract those too destitute to go elsewhere and the shady sort that are quick to prey upon the former. The exterior of the building is largely unremarkable, and the interior is worse than unremarkable.
The smell of...
Thorje's Market, a small privately-owned grocery store, can be found in downtown Lupaix. The windows are filled with hand-written sale advertisements, and a wooden sign hangs just above the door. The sign with the store name on it had\s recently been graffitied over - a not uncommon occurrence...
Baron lay unconscious, an IV in one arm. The sedative that fed into his bloodstream blocked the hormone production that would be required to signal the body to start shifting.
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[Something is wrong. You need to wake up!]
"Where the fuck is Bastien?" Baron demanded.
"I'm almost out,"...
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