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Post by FAOLAN EYOLF GREYBACK on Jan 30, 2015 6:59:46 GMT
 The moon was full, but of course Faolan didn’t know that. Astronomy had never been his strong point, but unbeknownst to him, it would have to become as such. The boy however was excited. Today was the day where he was going to meet all his siblings! Theodora had promised him that! And so he had dressed rather warmly, although he did abandon the traditional garb of wizards. He wore a hoodie. A plain black hoodie with white lacing and a black zipper down the middle. It was a rather thick one, the boy wanting to dress warmly for the cold autumn night ahead. He also wore a pair of dark blue jeans with white sneakers. He never had been Hogwarts’ fashion icon, and well, he never ever intended to become such. And so the boy trugged his way through the moderately mown grass and fallen leaves towards the woods where his sister said that she would meet him. Many things were running through his head. Distracting him from even noticing how peculiarly bright the moon was on this night, and not to mention the sorrow that he felt at the passing of his mother. Would he finally get to meet his real father? Maybe he had seen him before but didn’t realize it! What if he had met his siblings before too and didn’t realize it?! Just like he had with Nick! Endless questions rolled through his head and before he knew it, he was at the forest’s edge. The place where he was meant to meet some of his siblings. |
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Post by TOMAS ROMA GREYBACK on Feb 2, 2015 0:33:27 GMT
The moon was high in the sky as the thick furred wolf housing Tomas R. Greyback made its way through the woods. Large feet padded softly against the dead and decaying leaves. His mind both his own and the wolf's. A strange, swirling mixture of desire to run and howl along with the knowledge that he had to be somewhere. The urge to kill, to maim, to gorge on blood tempered by a human understanding that it wasn't needed.
As the wolf walked, stunted nose high in the air as he huffed, a flash of steel from around his neck glittered in the light. Tomas had put it on before his transformation- a gift for his soon to be packmate. It was a necklace made of well crafted steel, housing a large emerald, that was shaped into the form of the slytherin symbol. Chain lengthened to fit around the large head of his wolf form.
Eventually he made it to the edge of the forest, sniffing quietly into the air. The familiar scent of family came to him slowly, wafting from the small figure just outside the trees. Tiny. Tomas padded forward and came into the light of the moon with a soft bark of greeting. He didn't know if the tiny boy that was his halfbrother would recognize him, nor did he particularly care about that minor detail.
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Post by HADRIAN FEROX GREYBACK on Feb 5, 2015 7:50:30 GMT
Tonight was a new beginning for the youngest Greyback. At least that’s how Hadrian saw it. He had not told his fiancé - Ana about what his night was to entail. He was sure why and hadn’t thought much about it. Perhaps he believed she’d be supportive of his brother’s undeniable destiny and therefore didn’t find it necessary to tell her. Or perhaps he was subconsciously she’d be adamantly against letting someone so young join his pack. Either way, here he was… waiting.
He was in a secluded part of the forest where they had all planned to meet. Before the moon had risen and he had taken his wolf form, Hadrian had made a huge bonfire with a circle of smaller fires to help illuminate the area for Faolan who would not have night vision from his wolf eyes to help him see. He knew becoming a wolf had been a daunting experience for many before Faolan. That’s not how Hadrian envisioned this moment should be for his little brother. Now that he was making the calls and not his father, he had other plans. He wanted Faolan to feel empowered with his new life as part of the pack.
Hadrian paced back and forth among the trees that surround the opening of fires he had prepared. He climbed atop a giant log and howled passionately at the moon. It was the most natural way for him to call his siblings to him for this momentous occasion. Hadrian then froze and silently peered into the darkness to see who would be the first to arrive.
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Post by SEPHTIS LATO GREYBACK on Feb 13, 2015 19:06:55 GMT
[googlefont="Open Sans Condensed:300"] REAL GODS REQUIRE BLOOD [attr="class","next"]Things were going to change, Sephtis knew that. He'd been sour about it all day and people were, apparently, getting sick of it. He'd grown incredibly comfortable with his position as pack baby, it was his safety net at the end of the day. He knew he was pretty low down the social ladder without that protection and he'd be damned if he was going to just roll over and take it. Volka wasn't his alpha, no matter who was in charge. He didn't show enough respect for Hadrian and everyone knew it was going to get him in trouble one day; there was enough to save him, but only just. He was only there because the little firstie was blood and word was bound to get back to father eventually if he didn't make an appearance. How would it look if Sephtis hadn't been there to observe? He lived for Fenrir's approval, the idea of being on his bad side didn't sit well with the teenager.
Getting out of the castle hadn't been all that difficult; Sephtis had been extra salty all the day. He hadn't really co-operated all that much during lessons, had bitten at more than a handful of professors and students alike, and had walked out of his last class early. Hell, they hadn't managed to kick him out soon enough. He had suffered pretty heavily in his first year, having to spend all day, every day inside. He had become easily agitated until he got out and reflecting on it, he hadn't been all that different today. Being able to shed his human skin had been wonderful; he'd spent a good chunk of his time running the edge of the forest practically from the moment the sun touched the horizon. He was one of the harder wolves to spot; a lithe form seemingly born from woodsmoke and shadow. He flirted with danger, prancing in and out of the line of sight, smart enough to keep an eye on the winds and earth and wickedly agile. He wasn't built like a tank, unlike his brothers, but made up for it with brains and speed.
Slipping from his hiding place, he passed by Hadrian and took his place on the ground, glazed expression watching the elder through the flickers. He was just as readable as when on two legs; that little huff could have easily been an eye roll when the howl hit his ears. There was no need for all the dramatics, so far as he was concerned. If the child couldn't find his own way here, then did he really deserve to join them? [newclass=.next::-webkit-scrollbar]width: 5px;[/newclass][newclass=.next::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background: #000;[/newclass] |
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