~*~The Pack of TrueBlood: A Werewolf RP~*~ (Now open!)

[LittleLady98]

"Same here..." Omri yawned.

 

[TechnoCat]

Anaklusmos got dressed into a black t-shirt with torn jeans, and her leather jacket, the inside lined with knives, draped over her shoulders. She strung her blade sheath over her back, so the string holding it was draped over her chest, the blade and the sheath on her back. She yawned again, sitting down in a chair.

 

[LittleLady98]

Omri stood up and stretched, then got dressed in a gray tank-top and loose jeans.

 

[TechnoCat]

She fastened her necklace on and walked out of the cabin.

 

[LittleLady98]

Warriors who had been passing by halted and saluted her.

 

[TechnoCat]

She nodded to them, and set out to the Sa'nok Utral.

 

[LittleLady98]

Omri sat at his desk to handle the complaints from the camps.

 

[TechnoCat]

She reached the Sa'nok Utral and grabbed onto one of the glowing drapes. "Eywa oe gain fpom hu trueblood. oe have kelku nìmun. irayo Eywa." She whispered, her body glowing a gorgeous silver hue, the blue gem on her armlet glowing.

 

[LittleLady98]

Omri finished with the complaints then put on his armor to go to the army camp and look over the battle plans.

 

[TechnoCat]

Anaklusmos walked back into camp, walking inside the cabin, and opening the curtains, letting light flood into the room.