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NickyKnack said:
Eaton growled deeply as he took one step toward Ash. "What do you think I want, hunter scum?!" He asked in a menacing voice. He wanted to provoked Ash to action.
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Ash tried to contain his anger, but he honestly couldn't. He took a step closer and swung the knife at Eaton, slashing his shirt. Then, he struck it into Eaton's heart.
Ash held the knife, letting the blood drip over his hand for a few moments, before letting go and backing away. He couldn't believe it; he had just stabbed Eaton.
He looked down at his bloodied hand, before looking up at Eaton.

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LittleBrownie said:
Damian glanced up at her and shook his head,"No, he didn't even see the mark. He was too busy focused on the Tate situation." He replied, sounding somewhat annoyed.

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When Judith came back, she was just in her lazy clothes, consisting of a random loose shirt showing her abdomen with a sports bra underneath, and sweatpants. Basically when she wore that, it meant she was going to stay in the hideout pretty much the whole day. With her hair dried and reverted back to her natural wavy hair, she took a seat on the couch separate of Freya. She crossed her legs and put her hands on one knee. Judith sighed, glancing up at Freya, "You don't lie really well" she laughed, "But you don't need to keep things from me. Please tell me what's going on." She asked sincerely.

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Stephen thought about it, thinking she was probably getting annoyed that he was doing everything for her. He made up his mind and picked up the shovel, "No, I'll do this too" he said. If she refused to let him, he'd let her do it, even if he hated to see her bury Nora.

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Tate eventually came back to the hideout and updated the status of the Oracle and any other necessary info. Basically they needed to find the names of who were chosen, which was going to be tricky, but now that he knew that Eaton was chosen, they had one less to worry about. As he read through some other reports from other pack members about the Oracle. He saw that one reported seeing the guy he let go receive the mark moments after he left the hideout. He gritted his teeth, 'No way.. That guy was marked..? But he was so weak and skinny.. Why did she chose him?' he thought as he tried to remember his name since Tara said it when he knocked him out.
'I think it was... D-Damian..?'
While he still remembered, he quickly grabbed his report and wrote the name down onto it, "I just need his last name now and other useless information." He growled, pinning his report on the cork board along with the others.
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Tara placed her hand on Damian's arm. "Damian. Tell me what he said."
She didn't ask, or say please, or beg; for once, she was giving Damian an order. She wasn't an alpha, but she was respected by most of the other pack members - and, because of that, she occasionally gave important orders on Alex's behalf.

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Freya suddenly felt slightly more safe in Judith's company. She looked down, before glancing up at Judith. She sighed, slowly removing her trembling hand from her cheek. "I.. I think I'm cursed..."

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Amber began to cry a little. "Thank you."
She sat down on the grass and buried her head into her hands, silently sobbing to herself.
She was used to doing everything herself, but this time she just couldn't.
She didn't want to say goodbye.

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NickyKnack said:
Name: Ronan Keenly
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Species: Werewolf
Rank: Omega
Pack: Maccon
Personality: Multifaceted, optimistic, practical and humorous.
History: Her stepfather tried to kill her, but a hunter saved her from certain death, but not from the curse of the werewolf. She'd ran away for fear for her life, not looking back as the hunter fought her nightmare. But It wasn't until she turned a short time later, did she realize her former life was over. So she embraced her new one and found a pack she could live with.
Picture/Description: Ronan is small in build and has fiery red, gold and brown hair. Her human eyes are a deep midnight blue, but her werewolf ones are of course yellow.
Username: NickyKnack
Other: Lycan
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(I'll add her later. ^-^ )

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TamingMaster said:
(Can't reply until tomorrow, sorry!)
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(I DID IT ANYWAY. XD)
 
TamingMaster said:
Ash tried to contain his anger, but he honestly couldn't. He took a step closer and swung the knife at Eaton, slashing his shirt. Then, he struck it into Eaton's heart.
Ash held the knife, letting the blood drip over his hand for a few moments, before letting go and backing away. He couldn't believe it; he had just stabbed Eaton.
He looked down at his bloodied hand, before looking up at Eaton.

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Tara placed her hand on Damian's arm. "Damian. Tell me what he said."
She didn't ask, or say please, or beg; for once, she was giving Damian an order. She wasn't an alpha, but she was respected by most of the other pack members - and, because of that, she occasionally gave important orders on Alex's behalf.

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Freya suddenly felt slightly more safe in Judith's company. She looked down, before glancing up at Judith. She sighed, slowly removing her trembling hand from her cheek. "I.. I think I'm cursed..."

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Amber began to cry a little. "Thank you."
She sat down on the grass and buried her head into her hands, silently sobbing to herself.
She was used to doing everything herself, but this time she just couldn't.
She didn't want to say goodbye.

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(I'll add her later. ^-^ )

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(I DID IT ANYWAY. XD)
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Damian felt himself shiver a bit at Tara's touch, but shook it off mentally. He repeated the words that Alex said to him;
"He said.. I was a mistake."
As he sounded hurt, he closed his eyes halfway, not looking at Tara.

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Judith stared in awe, as it was the same mark that belonged on her palm.
She has the mark too..
She smiled and let out a small giggle, "You're not cursed, it's just a mark that a supernatural being chose to give you. It's nothing bad, I promise, for I have it as well." She said, bringing up her hand to Freya's view, letting her visibly see the mark on her palm. "I honestly don't know the symbolism behind the mark or what it can do, but you're one of the 'Chosen' " she explained.

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After Stephen shoveled the dirt on top of Nora, he glanced up at the fully risen sun and looked over at Amber, seeing that she was sobbing. He sighed, he had to do something to make her feel better, but there was nothing he could possibly do. He went up to Amber and knelt down, putting one arm around her while he held onto the shovel in his other hand; giving her an awkward attempt of a hug. Even if he didn't know her that well, she reminded him of his mom the day that their was neighbor was killed. Remembering his mom in a complete tragic wreck. He didn't want anyone else to go through the pain that she did, not even Amber.
 
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TamingMaster said:
Ash tried to contain his anger, but he honestly couldn't. He took a step closer and swung the knife at Eaton, slashing his shirt. Then, he struck it into Eaton's heart.
Ash held the knife, letting the blood drip over his hand for a few moments, before letting go and backing away. He couldn't believe it; he had just stabbed Eaton.
He looked down at his bloodied hand, before looking up at Eaton.

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Tara placed her hand on Damian's arm. "Damian. Tell me what he said."
She didn't ask, or say please, or beg; for once, she was giving Damian an order. She wasn't an alpha, but she was respected by most of the other pack members - and, because of that, she occasionally gave important orders on Alex's behalf.

---

Freya suddenly felt slightly more safe in Judith's company. She looked down, before glancing up at Judith. She sighed, slowly removing her trembling hand from her cheek. "I.. I think I'm cursed..."

---

Amber began to cry a little. "Thank you."
She sat down on the grass and buried her head into her hands, silently sobbing to herself.
She was used to doing everything herself, but this time she just couldn't.
She didn't want to say goodbye.

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(I'll add her later. ^-^ )

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(I DID IT ANYWAY. XD)
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Eaton felt the sharp pain and the liquid warmth of his life's blood leaving his body. He look to Ash's face as he held the knife in his chest and heart. The parallelism was not lost upon him, as Ash stepped away to watch him die. Eaton whispered "Thank you." Before he fell to his knees in the growing pool of his blood. Eaton sighed softly at the continued pain of strong muscle flexing around hard steel. Deciding to speed things up, he pulled the knife out and dropped it at Ash's feet, before he fell backwards. He turned his head as the warm light of dawn fell upon him. He watch with glazed eyes, as the sun's rays spread over the herizon. Heralding the start of a new day and the end of his. Eaton's vision started to fade to blackness. He smiled as he eagerly awaited oblivion, he felt nothing as he left his body, in fact, his saw his beloved waiting for him on the other side. He reached out to her, but before they could touch, he was suddenly pulled back and slammed into his body. With a rush of breath, he felt a growing heat start to encompass him, resonating from the mark on his shoulder. Next to follow, was a slight tingling sensation. Eaton looked with shock as the hole in his chest started glowing. It grew in intensity, until it shot out of the deep wound. He watched it knit the flesh back together again in muted horror and gasped at the first pain filled beat of his heart, as it picked up it's life giving rhythm once more. He slowly sat up confused. But winced at the pain in his shoulder. He pulled back the shirt to get a better look at the source of the pain. He watched as the mark, glowed with the same light. As if it had called it forth and was now calling it back to itself. At least he guessed as much, since it was the last thing that to stop glowing. He then moved his shirt to look for the scar the knife had made, but there wasn't one. "What! No! This can't be!" He said with disbelief, as he got to his feet once again. He looked around himself at the blood at his feet. The proof it had happened and that he hadn't imagined it. After a moment, he looked over to Ash with bewilderment evident upon his face, before he fled from him.
(If that's not how you want it to be, I'll change it. ;) )


TamingMaster said:
(Of course. :3 )
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(Thanks! )
 

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