Red Moon discussion

Secret area that pack members meet at and sometimes stay.

Gray walked in and sighed, going to one of the bedrooms and tried to relax as he was drunk and dizzy.

Layla came from the depths of the forest. Not many people came here to the house.

Thats when she smelt that oh so good smell. A deer.

Normal wolves travel up to small miles to catch their prey. Knowing they won't be able to catch a very swift deer without a pack. But Layla isn't like most wolves. Once she saw it, exactly where it was. She crouched in the high leaves that rested on the floor. Quickly advancing near the prey. Stalking it. Quietly and very, very, cautiously. The deer's head snapped up. Sensing something new in the wind. Perhaps the deer saw Layla's fur moving from the wind, or some sort. Because it took off another second. Layla without a doubt, pounced.

After about thirteen miles, of chasing this swift, and smart deer. Layla had found a small shortcut to the right, taking it. She jumped out of the blue in front of the frightened deer. It began backing up, as she snarled. Showing her teeth, her lip rolled up. She lunged at it with her claw. Scratching its muzzle. The deer immediately turned around, trying to run. She jumped, digging her jaw into its back leg. The deer made a loud noise, and fell to the ground.

Twenty long minutes, and the deer was motionless. Given up. Layla walked slowly to the head. The deer shaking violently. She snapped its neck quickly with her jaw. And began dragging it back to the house by its neck.

When she got there, she slammed the door shut. Indicating she was home. The deers body in the garage. She whipped the blood off of her mouth with her sweater, and walked into the kitchen breathing heavily. Not many wolves or even werewolves run thirteen miles just to get a deer.

Sixx halted, his obsidian digits extracting and anchoring into the soft terrain, living the dirt disheveled by his raking claws as he skid to a stop. His cerulean eyes darted about the vicinity, his obsidian nose wiggling at the redolence of sanguine flowing into his nares. He growled delightedly at the smell but instead of lingering on the presence of food, he made his way to the back of the lodge and shifted back into his human form, crawling in through the window and hastily retrieving a white T-shirt and jeans before he walked into the kitchen for a drink, searching for something to drink in the refrigerator."Hey Layla," he greeted, taking out a carton of milk and drinking straight from it.

Kokoro was sitting outside the lodge in human form. She sketched the trees surrounding the lodge. She popped a pill in her mouth and swallowed it her eyes shone an even brighter blue than before the "potion" as she called it keeping her personality stable.

Layla looked over at Sixx. "You didn't exactly have to climb through the window." She said with a smile. "There is a door." She took a sip of her ice cold water. Clearing her throat. "Deers in the garage," She said. Ignoring the fact that her sweater was bloody at the sleeves, and she probably looked weird. She'd just ran thirteen miles there and back for crying out loud.

Jason was whistling with the birds, but mainly just thinking as he walked, following a stone as he kicked it, ending up at the lodge, seeing Kokoro out. "Hey." he said in a cheerful way.

"Umm hey... Jason..." Kokoro said shyly. She didn't like to talk to people especially boys. She didn't even look at him she just sat their sketching nothing in particular.

"Yes I did," he protested, his fingers drumming tauntingly upon the structure of the milk carton in his hands."I don't like exposing myself," he murmured. It would probably be normal for Werewolves to see eachother without any clothes adorning them, but he found it very uncomfortable. As for the deer, he didn't feel like shifting again and he definitely wasn't going to eat it in a form such as human.

Layla pulled off her sweater. Throwing it straight at him. "Do me a favor. Put some damn clothes on." She laughed, and went over to the couch. Jumping from behind onto it. She turned on the tv. And took another sip of her drink. "Shit.." Her voice softly said. Watching the breaking news. Showing videos of Layla in wolf form chasing a deer. How had she not noticed this? Humans? Great, now there was going to be a hunt for the suspicious evil wolf.

He grimaced and shook the sweater off, his eyebrows furrowing."I did!" He yelled after her, rolling his eyes before putting the milk carton back into the refrigerator. Was that some kind of joke or something? When he followed her into the living room, preparing to throw the sweater back at her, he paused, seeing the screen. Obviously, it was Layla, and he laughed faintly."Layla, you're going to be famous," he joked, seeing no harm in the situation.

Marisa ❤The Fine Line Between Dream and Nightmare❤ wrote: ""Umm hey... Jason..." Kokoro said shyly. She didn't like to talk to people especially boys. She didn't even look at him she just sat their sketching nothing in particular."

"Umm hey?" Jason asked curiously, still standing up. "Sketching?" he asked.

"Ummm... yeah..." Kokoro said still not looking at him.

"What's with you and umm's?" Jason laughed sitting down next to her, looking to see what she was sketching.

"I'm a damn scout. This is going to ruin everything!" She sighed, whipping her forehead. "What if I run home as a wolf, and change not knowing they're here but they really are and with cameras?" She over-thought. Panicking.

Gray sighed before he walked in, having wounds covering his body. He limped into the kitchen and got himself a glass of water, rinsing the blood from his mouth. He coughed after a moment and blood splattered into the silver surface of the sink with Gray leaning over it.

"Good point," he thought, licking his lips slowly as he propped his elbows on the back of the couch, blowing into Layla's hair playfully."Just sniff before you shift back and make sure there is no human scent around." He shrugged nonchalantly."If there is, go back into the woods." He didn't see too much of a problem with this -- people were going to be fascinated by the sighting of a beautiful wolf."I doubt they'll stalk you, there is nothing abnormal about a wolf hunting."

Layla smiled. Somehow, Sixx could calm her down. "Thanks." Her face softened. "And stop messing with my hair!" She teased with a grin. She around, "Yo Gray? You okay?" She said, her head to the side. Seeing him all bloody and woundish.

Gray nodded and sighed, "I got in a fight with a mountain lion. Not too easy to kill them," he pulled down his collar to show large bite wounds in his neck, "I'm bleeding too much too fast..."

"He must've gotten into a fight or something," he murmured, glancing over his shoulders toward the kitchen, his nose crinkling at the stale scent of blood. Blood was good when it was prey, but it wasn't good when it was from a pack mate. Predictably, it had been a fight... with mountian lions. Their growls were enticingly ear raking. Gray couldn't heal fast enough? Had the felines beat him up that bad?

Jueun wrote: ""What's with you and umm's?" Jason laughed sitting down next to her, looking to see what she was sketching."

Kokoro blushed a bit and scooted away from him, "I'm uncomfortable with talking to people of the opposite sex..." she muttered barely louder than a whisper.

Layla turned to Sixx. Noticing his nose. She got up, and walked over to Gray. She bit on her wrist, and pulled out a bowl. Her blood sliding off her skin into the bowl. "This is going to take long." She said, stubbornly. "When I finish, drink this." She said to Gray.

Gray nodded and sighed, "Thanks..." he murmured, closing his eyes and groaning. He hung his head painfully and breathed heavily, trying not to pass out from lack of blood.

Layla took a knive and cut deeper. "Ah, I need to stop wasting time." In no time at all, the bowl was full. "Here," She said. Giving Gray the bloody bowl. She picked up a rag and put the pressure on her wrist. She sat back down beside Sixx. "I hope you don't mind.." She said.

Gray drank the blood in seconds, licking his lips before he went into the bathroom to wrap up his wounds. He wondered if anyone saw him fight that cougar.

"What exactly..." His voice trailed off as he stared at her wrist, pressured by the rag."What just happened?" He asked questionably, obviously confused."Do you have magic blood or something?" He asked her, sniffing quietly. He didn't like the idea of her drawing her own blood in such a way but she had already done it.

Lucy walks into the lodge and walks around.

Marisa ❤The Fine Line Between Dream and Nightmare❤ wrote: "Jueun wrote: ""What's with you and umm's?" Jason laughed sitting down next to her, looking to see what she was sketching."

Kokoro blushed a bit and scooted away from him, "I'm uncomfortable with t..."

"Well, that's a shame." Jason sighed, shaking his head and wagging a finger in a tsk-tsk way.

Kokoro looked at him kinda startled and scooted father away, "Umm..."

"Well, I guess I'll see you later then." Jason just shook his head, grinning at her and entering the lodge.

"Ummm yeah..." Kokoro said blushing a bit.

"Oh and lets see... You say "umm" to much and you blush to much by the way." Jason said before actually entering.

"Umm..." Kokoro said going back to her sketching. Once he was inside she was less tensed and she resumed her drawings.

Lucy walked down the stair to the like living room area and took a seat on the couch and pulled out one of her book she was reading.

Jason was once inside the lodge, resting and looking lazy enough as he watched Gray.

Lucy was reading when she noticed the boy she smiled, "hi"

"Hey." Jason said his eyes shifting from Gray to Lucy.

Lucy smiled and went baack to reading her book.

Lucy finishes her book and gets up and leaves.

((to the bar!))

Layla shrugged. "He needed blood.." She stared down. He must think she's a freak. A weirdo. Giving blood for someone else to drink. The blood was now becoming warm in her hand through the rag. She wondered if she looked like an emo kid. How pathetic.

"Of course he needs blood." Jason grinned, sitting on the couch and just watching. ((ASDFGHJKL!! THIS ISN'T BROADWAY JASON!! XD))

He sighed and put his hands behind his head, pursing his lips with furrowed eyebrows as he attempted to comprehend the situation."You gave him blood because he was losing his own?" He asked her."You do realize drinking blood doesn't help; he's just going to digest it like any regular food... if you are giving blood to someone, you have to enter it directly into his veins, which means he needs to go to the hospital because we don't have the equipment." However, Gray seemed relatively fine. He would heal quickly and then his bones would produce more blood.

Layla made the most fake smile possible. Making it obvious she was being her goofy self. "I'm not a doctor!" She giggled. But paused. Her jumping caused her to push her finger into the wound. "Welp." She said, staring at the rag and her wrist. "Your much smarter than I, Sixx." She flashed a smile at him, and looked back down. Now she looked like a dumb ass. Nice going Layla.

Sixx chuckled and shrugged nonchalantly, as if disregarding her mistake."Nah, you're just awful at medical stuff." He glanced down at her wrist, his eyebrows furrowing in concern."We ought to wrap that up or something..." He suggested, cracking his knuckles."First, I suggest we go clean that out and then wrap it up. It looks like the skin will be able to heal all on its, but I can't be sure... Nah, you'll be fine. Or was that a silver knife you held? Maybe it was fake and was just regulat metal..." Now he was thinking out loud.

Layla looked at Sixx. "Why would we have silver knives in a werewolf territory?" She smiled, and got up from the couch to the sink. Damn, with the cut this big. It was going to sting. She hoped she wouldn't look like a kid in front of Sixx.

"Touchè." He watched as she crossed to the kitchen sink."To think you cut yourself over nothing," he joked, laughing slightly. He stood up and went to the bathroom, searching through the drawers and cupboards until he found bandages and only then did he go back to the living room.

Layla shrugged. "I've had worse." She smiled. And put her arm over the sink. Bandages. The sink. Ugh, this was going to be painful. She turned on the hot water, and pulled the rag off. It was soaked in her blood. The gash was huge. Her veins itself was visible. She threw the bloody rag in the sink, and put the wound under the water. She winced. "Ow." She smiled weakly at Sixx.

Kokoro sat outside the lodge drawing. Silent tears fell from her eyes splashing on the pages blurring and ruining her drawings.

He walked up behind Layla and glanced over her shoulder, grimacing at the sight of her wrists."I think we're going to need a lot more than water and bandages..." No. Werewolves healed quickly, she'd be decent."You're crazy," he murmured, laughing slightly."I can't believe you dug that deep..."

Gray sighed and looked at Layla, then at Sixx, "She'll be fine. I've had wounds deeper than that that have healed in a couple days."