I found one! [J]
#1
1. Character Name: Gemma Sawtooth
2. Character Birthdate (including year): March 14th 2009
3. Whether s/he is a regular wolf or a Luperci: Luperci
4. Gender: Female
5. Your e-mail: red_dragon06@hotmail.co.uk
6. A secondary form of contact (AIM, MSN, Y!M): AIM: JaceWolfe11
7. How did you learn/hear about 'Souls?: i freaking live here man!
8. If joining OOCly, 3 examples of Role Play:
*. Jace's joining thread
*. Makhesthai's joining thread
*. Leon's joining thread

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The woman awoke with the early rising sun shining down onto her face, she sighed and rolled over onto her stomach trying to hide away from the piercing light that threatened to awaken her completely. The job was completed when a bird decided to suddenly and loudly call in the tree directly above her head. With a growl Gemma pushed herself into a sitting position and rubbed at her face, diving into her pack she pulled out two pieces of jerky she had raided from a convenience store in some town on her journeys and ate the strange tasting meat while she observed the world around her, birds chirping and insects buzzing, the girl could almost convince herself she was happy staying just here.

But that wasn't the case, her encounter with her father yesterday simply proved to her that she belonged in the pack with him so that he could have access to her feminine parts and pleasures whenever he desired. Gemma gracefully moved to her feet and began to walk with determination towards the Anathema borders, she would wait or call for one of the leaders to let her in and explain to them that she wanted to be with her father, Lucifer.
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WC:408 - Spree time <3

At Beyaz’s cry of complaint, he had awoken at an un-godly hour. With little, to nothing to occupy his time he had set out to walk the borders; something to clear his mind and kill some time. Following the worn down path, where the branches were pushed back and the ground flat from use, he started making his away along the edges of Anathema territory.


After finishing a round, the sun had risen and morning had arrived. From his short round he had confirmed that nothing was amiss; not that there ever was trouble along the borders, things were more a less quite these days. Blue eyes sought out his favourite tree, which stood upon the very edge of Anathema.


Once he stood at the base of the thick, spiralling tree, he turned to his surprisingly quite companion. Grinning, he told the white bird to hold on whilst he pulled himself into the branches, and then jumped up before checking to see if the creature understood, catching one of the lower branches and then pulling himself up.


Scooting along and climbing through the maze of twigs and branches, he found the stable branch he sought. Wriggling along it’s length, he slotted himself into the small groove that was now there from where he had slept on it before.


Despite Liev telling him not to bring the bird into the light, he had dragged Beyaz with him; the stupid creature had screamed up a fit when he had attempted to leave it back home. With one finger, he scratched softly at the birds head, “Good thing you held on, or I’d be picking up your dead remains hmm” he teased the bird, for despite it’s loud attitude, the pest was still to weak to fly. “Since I took you along with me, keep an eye out whilst I nap” once the instructions were given, he closed his eyes and cast his mind to solving his recent problem.


Teo and the god dammed Raccoon. Why, in gods name did the Albino believe him to be capable of convincing the arse that is Teos brother he would never know? The only thing that could possibly sway the bastard was Alcohol and whores and neither were exactly available. He had a stash of whiskey in his room, but he did not believe that would change the males mind.


Or he could simply kill the Racoon… that would surely solve all his troubles.

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In the morning's light and heat her leather crop top stuck to her like a second skin on top of her fur but Gemma didn't mind, she actually liked the feeling of the leather and blue denim against her body and it gave all the boys cause to stop and stare at what the clothes concealed temptingly from view. Th leather was thin enough that when she was, for lack of a better word, turned on, the nipples on her breasts would be clearly visible, something that seemed to send med completely gaga. THe female stopped in her walked and bent over to touch her toes stretching out her back from the night's sleep, her tail waving in the air behind her.

A flash of white caught her eyes and she stood up fully, her blue orbs searching for the flash of color she had seen. Against the backdrop of green it was pretty easy to spot; in one of the trees there rested a white crow that was staring at her with its beady eyes. The woman frowned to herself for she had never seen a white crow before, this albino specimen was interesting to her and she put off her joining to Anathema to move closer with intent to investigate the bird. As she moved closer the crow flapped its wings and opened its beak as though to caw silently and she tilted her head, slowing down her approach.

Suddenly the woman could smell male and layered over the top of it was the scent of Anathema, perhaps a member of the pack was close to her position? It did not cross Gemma's mind that the male might be in the tree with the crow, then as though she had crossed an invisible line the crow suddenly let out a series of very loud caws and began kicking up a right riot.
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WC:256 - :3

A stabbing pain in his shoulder, followed by a series of piercing screams awoke the male from his nap. Sleep filled eyes opened slowly, taking a moment to adjust to the light, before scanning the area below hi. A white, scantly dressed female stood near his location; which explained what had upset Bey. Turning to the bird, he stroked it’s head, thanking the normally useless creature for waking him.


Shuffling to the edge of the branch, he hoped down to one of the lower ones, before completely throwing himself out of the tree. Landing with a loud thump, he suddenly remember Bey and glanced to see if the bird had managed to stay glued to his shoulder; surprisingly, the white pest had managed to hang on, but looked incredibly annoyed.


Ignoring Beyaz’s evil, scolding eyes; he turned to the female, a hand going to the handle of his Katana. Glaring down at the white intruder, he looked over her for weapons or anything she may have been able to use against him. Satisfied that she was not a major threat, he proceeded to questioning her.


“This is Anathema territory, for what reason do you approach our borders” he asked, his voice reflecting exactly how pleased he was to be in the situation. Despite his status as a Dasa, he had not encountered many along the borders; the few he had were uninformed about the formation of Anathema and went on their way, whilst others had a reason for being there. But what was this female’s purpose?

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At first she thought the branch the crow sat on was breaking off from the tree when a pair of furry ears and a disapproving muzzle came into her view. The female watched with amusement as a largeish male appeared in her vision looking as though his sleep had just been disturbed and she wondered if the white crow was his pet or something, finding the idea of using a bird as a sentry highly entertaining, especially considering that the bird now appeared to have a death grip upon the male's shoulder with its sharp claws, something that had to hurt even despite thick fur.


Gemma raised an eyebrow as the man jumped down from his perch with the crow still attached to his shoulder, something that the crow did not look happy about, while the male busied himself with the task of getting down Gemma was busy arranging her stance into something more attractive, her long hair was tousled in an attractive way and a delicate hand fund its way to rest on her hip, subtly drawing attention to her curves and body, also the zip of her leather top was partially pulled down giving a generous view of ample cleavage. She noted that the male gripped onto his sword's handle and gave him a coy smile, she was no threat to a man like him, she was smaller and had no weapon nor did she really wish to harm him, her eyes roved over him, she could think of a few other things she'd rather do with him than fight.


He did not seem pleased that his nap had been interrupted and his question reflected that, her other hand played with the hair that framed her face and her small coy smile turned into a full blown curve of her lips.


"I wish to join your clan so I can be with my father... of course there are always things I could do for you before I join." There was no mistaking her meaning as her eyes traveled over his body admiringly.



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WC:248 - :3

The Dasa eyes scanned over the other’s lack of clothing, which he assumed was her attempt to make herself as attractive as possible. Maybe if he had encountered her before he had found and lost his own white female, he may have held some interest in the other, but now, he just looked upon her with disapproving, somewhat bored eyes.


At the others words, he frowned, disgusted at how she had the nerve to ask for acceptance then throw herself at him in the same sentence. Luckily for her, it was not his decision who joined the pack; that was for his leaders to decide and he was to follow their decisions.


“And what skills would you have to offer us if you joined?” he questioned, recalling how things went when he himself had requested to join. But unlike Selene, he had no pup to send to fetch the leaders and so he was unsure on how to act in such a situation.


And suddenly, all the pieces fell into place; the one before him was clearly looking to find herself some action and would need to meet with the leaders. With a sly grin, he tightened his hand around his sword, tugging it and its scabbard free of his belt, he swung at the female’s head in a quick, smooth motions and watched as the white female crumpled down onto the ground.


Beyaz let out an approving cry and he stroked the bird fondly upon it’s head.

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His clear lack of disinterest had Gemma straightening herself up and removing her hand from her hip, there was no point wasting her efforts on this man if he did not require her services and she had an inkling that if her acceptance was up to this man then she would not be living within the same pack as her father now or anytime soon. She sent him an easy smile and placed her stance into something more submitting and pleasing, no offense meant. His question was considered carefully, what skills did she own? Well she could catch food and cook, although she doubted he wanted to see her 'special skill' as her lovers had often called it.


"I am a good hunter and cook, I am a...." Gemma never got a chance to finish her answer to the question asked of her, almost quicker than her eyes could make out the male was swinging the sword contained in its sheath towards her head, her eyes widened as impact seemed imminent and star bursts of color exploded behind her eyes, her world revolved upon itself and the female dropped to her knees before crumpling to the side as she lost consciousness completely, black descending over her vision.


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WC:268 - xD

Staring down at the unconscious white body that lay fallen on the ground, he looked upon the female with a bored expression. Crouching down beside her, he poked her in the face to confirm that she was unconscious. “And just when I was looking for a whore, I stumble across one” he muttered under his breath, surprised at his lucky find; he’d give the girl and the alcohol he had stashed to Giu in an attempt to convince the male to let Teo keep the raccoon.


Poking the bird, he indicated for the white creature to sit upon his head. Once the bird was out of the way, he bent down and picked up the extra baggage, placing her over his shoulder so that she faced behind him.


With the unknown female in his grasp, he headed back to the caves briskly. For the most part, he walked in silence, the occasional sound coming fro Beyaz as the bird grew bored. As the caves came into view, he placed the female down for a moment by a tree.


Rubbing and stretching his shoulder, he thought about what to do next. He needed to stop by his room and dump Bey and pick up the bottles, so that would be their first destination.


Bending down beside the female once more, he spoke softly to her. “Sorry, girl. But you barked up the wrong tree. But since you seem so eager, I’ll take you to someone who will be rather interested in you”.


And then, once more he had her thrown over his shoulder as he headed into the caves.

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The blackness consumed her completely, her body a dead weight and at the mercy of this male who wished to use her somehow. The unconscious body swung slightly in time with the male's steps, her arms limp and her head surrounded by the long hair that also swayed with the motion of the steps. At one point the female moaned as though waking up but the blackness was too deep to escape and she stayed knocked out completely.


The hybrid female was roused slightly by the pain of her head hitting the bark of a tree, she opened her eyes slowly, her head was throbbing where the male had struck her. She wasn't fully awake however and the darkness was forever at the edges of her vision. When the male suddenly appeared in her vision she would have flinched back had there not been a tree behind her and had she control of her own body. At it was Gemma had to struggle just to hold onto her barely there sliver of sight. The man was blurry and there were three of him, his words sounded slurred to her ears that rotated halfheartedly, they made no sense to her and she slipped back onto the blackness as he picked her up and placed him over her shoulder again.


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WC:359 - Woo! Finished on my side xD

Heading through the less ‘popular’ routes of the howling caverns, he headed forward, determination in his stride. Each step he took was silent, dark paws were carefully placed upon the ground to make as little noise as possible, for he did not wish to draw any unwanted attention to himself with an unconscious female over shoulder… he had yet to think of a reasonable explanation for what was going on, so he could only hope but make it to his room undetected.


If things went as he had planned they would, Teo would get to keep his poxy raccoon and Giu would be kept occupied; a win win situation. A frown crept along his expression; it was a win win situation for the brothers, but what did he gain from the situation? He had been tricked into playing middle man between the brothers.


An irritated sigh passed his lips. That Teo was something else, with his stupid, god dammed baby face, the little albino could raise a loyal army if he put on some tears and begged for their help. He was sure of it. The cute and innocent looking ones were always the most dangerous.


Hitching the female’s body onto a more comfortable spot on his shoulder, he turned a corner and continued to stalk silently down the corridor. He crept his way through the dark until he reached his own room. Pulling back the curtain he entered and pulled it closed behind him, dumping the female on the cold stone floor by the door.


Moving forward, he placed Beyaz upon his desk and headed to his large storage box. Grabbing a handful of seeds, he placed them next to the bird to keep it quite. Then, once more he went to his storage box and rummaged around for the bottles he kept in there. After a few moments of blind searching, his hand connected to a smooth, col surface. “Aha, bingo!”


Now all he had to do was take the bottles and the girl to the miserable hybrid and he could go back to enjoying his day.

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