Yay, Willow was here! Though Cealla didn't tend to be fond of lycans that had been sired rather than born, Willow was high up on her list of favorite people. As the bartender walked by, she ordered another glass of juice for her and one for Willow as well. Needless to say, her generosity was overshadowed by the fact that she didn't have any money and had no intentions of actually paying for these drinks.
"Well, here are four lycans that couldn't give a damn about Fenrir. It's a start, don't you think? Four is more than enough for a pack."
Last night I dreamt that I was chasing a pack of wolves, trying to belong.
Willow blinked owlishly and then stared at the stranger. "I'm Willow." Was it really that hard to guess? "Who're you?"
Willow certainly gave a bit of a damn about Fenrir, but it was so complicated. She was confused, but just took her juice and kept quiet. Oh. She put down enough coins for Cealla too.
Orca nodded in agreement to Cealla's last statement.
"If Fenny finds out he might be a little pissed, though," he commented, finally managing to snag a drink off a passing waitress's tray. It looked vaguely alcoholic so he downed it and then made a face. "Oh gross, I hate Long Islands."
Post by Adolf Petersen on Dec 24, 2009 8:24:22 GMT -5
"Well, as far as I have heard, Fenrir never ever leaves his forest, so as long as we don't go there, we're more than safe enough from any anger he might direct towards us." Adolf said with a shrug.
"Though we have enough, it would be nice to get all the local lycans on our side. Who else is there that anyone knows about?"
"Eh, I doubt he'd care very much. He doesn't have much control over us to begin with."
At least, he definitely didn't have any control over Cealla. Odd as it was to technically be considered his mother, she tended to use this position to her advantage.
"Sorry, that's all I really know. At least by name."
Last night I dreamt that I was chasing a pack of wolves, trying to belong.
"He's kind of my sire, just heads up," she mumbled, sipping her juice. She wondered who this new lycan was. And he still hadn't told her his name. Wasn't that annoying.
"Umm....I have mine. Erin, I'm his sire. Um...There's Leseur, but I don't know. And Roan." Willow hadn't realized how connected she was with everybody. She was wondering if she could go neutral. Be of no pack. But that would kind of defeat her purpose of joining the lycans in the first place.
Teagan Offline: This board is full of nostalgia.
Aug 22, 2020 8:39:09 GMT -5
Missing the old MH: gotta say missing when MH and all that was around.
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Willow_lazy: why tf are there 400 posts about adidas
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Azrael: I'm not hard to find, since I'm the only one there who goes by "Azzy", I'm pretty sure. XD
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Azrael: Dunno if anyone still pops by here from time to time, but if any of you mofos do and still feel like gettin' yo nerd on, I've been hanging around this here place a bunch recently: www.roleplayerguild.com/
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Azrael: hold onto your pantaloons
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