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absolutely

Hasn't been in quite some time as you can skim through the dates and plainly see, unfortunately.

((I can't think of anything...sorry))

yeah I know sorry no one has asked for me to rp and I have no reason to simply post all of my characters somewhere again. I have pushed my focus on the Witches of Grievance Ridge group now as I am getting more people active.

what's happening?

((lol right...if I can ever get Antonia to post again...))

{End Scene}

Adrien smirked with and, "Good, then the imbalance you share will easily make things work out when you find common ground. Our kind, Wendigo's show no mercy to mortals or rivals. We kill and we keep killing. You wouldn't be apart of this pack if you didn't have some form of ruthless nature and the skills of survival of the fittest. I want this mission done by tomorrow night. I want that mortal and then we will have the upper hand once we learn what he knows abotu the pack." He explained coldly before wlaking off into the more secluded chambers.

((oi?))

((OI?))

((Axel is currently in rp being preoccupied by Ezekiel's hand to his throat something about he knows that Axel turned hsi fav. mortal.))

Salem looked at her a bit concerned but focussed his hearing on her heart beat and it seemed she would actually be right for now. Salem just pounded his head against the door of the cabinet behind him and and let out a large puff of air. He was nervous abotu whether or not he should stay or go with another pack member on their way. Then Salem began to question how long would it take to drown his scent based upon how long it would take the guy to get here from wherever it was.

Adrien nodded, "A human male? Interesting...Boston if these traitors to their own kind are guarding a specific mortal then he must know something. What is our view on mortals?" Adrien asked with a cruel and deadly grin, "I think it is time we track this mortal find out what he knows then rip him to shreds and set the remains on the Alpha's doorstep. Jaclyn this will be yours and Boston's mission. I am aware it is not for either of your ranks to do so, but we are a team here and we do as the Alpha says and right now I say find this mortal bring him here for interrogations." Adrien snapped out orders as if he challenged them to say something back to him. "Also, there is a number of rogues running lose...if you can while you are out try and convince them to join our cause and possibly our pack...if they can hold their own that is."

((gtg))

((I know...))

Adrien raced into the cavern. the fight with that pathetic she-wolf from the Pale Moon pack was less than amusing, but he had planned on killing her, why didn't he was the question. Adrien looked to his pack, "We attack soon...I will not be made a joke by some pathetic pack wolf who doesn't even hold our values. Jaclyn! Boston! What do you know of the packs here?" He ordered once he managed to reach the inner part of the cavern where there was enough room for hsi entire pack to circle around.

ok

Salem handed Arya her phone with a frown, "Yeah, whatever..." He said downing his head still covered in his blood. he looked as though he had used himself to wipe up the blood. Arya's blood was on hsi brow line where he wiped away sweat and on hsi arms and chest and all over his jeans, but he just sat back against the cabinet with one knee up and his other leg stretched out. He was going to let her talk for a minute, but he had no intentions on answering the phone.

Salem rushed to her bedroom and grabbed the needles and floss. Along with a first aid kit which was odd for any werewolf to have. Salem rushed back down and was glad he didn't have to rip her clothes off to check the wounds. He started with her stomach. He found some alcohol pads and peroxide in the kit and wiped away any excess blood. He found blood was pouring out at an alarming rate. By the time he manage dot set her flat and thread the needle he was covered in her blood on his jeans and shirtless chest. His hands working steady and quick as he moved to stitch up the three large gashes. He worked quickly and managed to get her stomach stitched praying that she would be able to produce enough blood to wake back up and heal herself. He then moved to her leg where a large gash moved form her ankle up to the back of her calve. What was really bad was he could probably stick at least three fingers in there and touch her bone. He folded the muscle back into place as it was torn and folded under itself. The blood was not half of the issue since he now managed to strap his belt to her thigh to help cut circulation off. Salem managed to stitch it back up and was relieved. He then sat back against the cabinets and began to consider what might happen should the Alpha or Axel show up. He couldn't just leave her, but she could get into a lot of trouble for harbouring a criminal to the pack. Rogue's were considered mutts, and Salem had no desire for a pack as he was in heavy pursuit of the one who turned him.

out

Salem shook his head, "Does your pack have laws about someone mortal finding out anything?" He was basically trying to keep her talking before she did pass out. While there was no chance she was paying attention to what he was doing he was moving through the kitchen looking for scissors and string or even fishing line. He found the scissors, but where would any sort of strong string or wire be at? He was not about to be the reason her Alpha sentenced her to banishment or death. He may be a rogue, but he was in a heavy search right now for the items of what he did know how to do. He was once a lifeguard when he lived in South Carolina. That was ebfore he was attacked by a werewolf and ended up slaughtering his beloved and their one year old son.