*Hidden Nature* A Shapeshifting RP

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"track?" She wasn't sure how you would do that."I've been tracked but I never have tracked anything."

Sandor paused on the stairs. Then smiled sheepishly, "It's a predator thing. Sorry Autumn, it's just instinctually useful. That way, we don't draw attention to the others by asking questions. Don't worry, I'll track for both of us." He said reassuringly.

(Is there anyone in the hotel, who wants to meet us?)
 
"Oh" still confused it was the smartest thing she could think to say.

Sandor saw that she was still confused and realized he hadn't answered her question. "I'm sorry, Autumn. Think of it as when you were walking around in your deer self and you smelled something that was interesting. So you followed it to where it came from. Like a plant you like to eat or water. Well, that is tracking. Does it make sense now?" He asked as he started walking again. "So I'll be following the scent trails to the doors. " He explained further. As he came to the top of the stairs, he looked around cautiously.
 
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Skye pretended she was sleeping, but she contimplated his words carefully.

Mark finished eating then cleaned the bowl and spoon, putting them away and cleaning up before shifting and finding a place to lay down for the night, watching the waterfall
(Sorry it took so long, yesterday was a LONG day.)
Skye couldn't fall asleep. She pulled a journal out from the bag she had been carrying. This journal was used to store anything she considered making an article about, and write down the events of her day since she didn't have a friend to share with. With a glance at Mark who appeared to be asleep she began to write:
This morning my friend and I traveled outside the city to see were the forest had once been. I brought my camera in hope of capturing a few pictures for the article I wanted to write. Seeing what little remained of the forest saddened me. The stumps and bare field all reminded me of the one place I would run to to find comfort. Whenever the orphanage gave me to another foster home I would runaway and hide here for as long as I could until the police would find me. But I tried to stay strong for my friend, who seemed as sad as I was at this devastating event. Somehow we became separated as I was taking pictures. I stumbled upon a boy. He didn’t know that I was there until I gasped in amazement at what I saw next. This boy transformed into a wolf. I was frozen in shock, therefore he was able to catch me. Now I am here, trapped in this cave that he calls his home. He is kind to me, and gentle. But every time that I think I can trust him I remember the moment that he threw me against the ground, growling, and threatening me. These memories continue to haunt me. I managed to save my father’s camera from being thrown in the water, and am now promised to belong to him for the rest of my life. I catch myself wondering if it was worth it, but I do not know how I would live without. Even though my father had given it to me when I was very small, I knew how much it meant to him. It was the one thing I was able to save when they auctioned off the house, and the only memory I can remember of my father. My feelings have been very conflicted these last few hours, though the boy says he has no other choice but to keep me here I can’t help but think he could have talked to me, I would have listened, rather then him frightening me as he did. Perhaps I could tell him that if he would let me go I would keep his kind a secret, but I would never be able to. If I wrote about this in an article he would be hunted, I think I would feel somewhat bad, though he did assault me, and kidnap me. I am so scared, will I stay here as a prisoner for the rest of my life like he said?

Skye, weary after the long day, fell asleep with her book open before she had finished.


Asher patted her back. "Come on, let's go find a job."


She looked up "okay" she said meekly embarrassed "did I embarrass you?" She asked still looked down " I sounded so stupid I should've just shut up" she complained angry
"No, you didn't. You didn't sound stupid at all. Unlike me you shared your feelings, though I keep my thoughts of your beauty a secret." He grinned slyly.
 
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Buchanan smiled shyly, and followed her lead.
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Astrid became quiet, unsure what to say as she was humble.


Nix sat quietly in his darkened car, in the far corner. His hands gripped the the steering wheel with a death grip, as he watched Carrow smile at a strange man. When they both walk out of the elevator and started for her car, his knuckles turned white from the force of his grip. He now knew, why it wasn't a good time. He thought in anger, 'Carrow your mine, you just don't know it yet!'
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Carrow walked over to a black car and opened the door for Buchanan. Then indicated for him to get in.
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Raine noticed her silence. So he took her hand in his and smiled deeply at Astrid. To try and comfort her.

Buchanan looked at Carrow questiable, but slowly ducked underneath the roof and sat down in the seat. He shyly smiled up at her, "Am I doing it right?"
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She squeezed his hand. Pointing at building with a large white board and black letters written across she indicated the theater. Slowing, she looked at all the posters of movies that they were currently playing. "What do you want to watch?" She asked, deciding to let him choose.
(I dont really know how to start, so if you have any suggestions that would be great.)
(Have you found anyone to play with? If not I'll start playing with you :D )
 
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(I can't remember who wrote the last post :hu I'll start were we left of.)
Tucker followed his sister to the pet store she had told him about.

A small bell jingles when the twins walked through the door. "Hellooo." A petite women with an annoyingly soprano voice came out of the back to greet them at the counter. "Hello Miss. I was walking by and happened to notice your sign. Are the jobs availabilities still available." Giving the women her best smile, she hoped that they were.
 

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