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(group member since Jun 06, 2021)

my stomach hurts

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Lacey didn't know what to think. At first, she thought she had to be hallucinating. She watched as the wolf padded backwards, disappearing for a split second. In an instance, Lacey took a step backwards, preparing to run as fast as she could out of here. She knew the path to get out, had been this ways tens of times, and maybe if she got lucky, the wolf wouldn't follow her.
But just as she was about to take off, a girl appeared from behind the tree. She was undeniably beautiful, with angular features and long light brown hair. She was young too, Lacey noticed. She couldn't have been much older than her.
The girl shoved her hands in her pockets, and for the second time that day, the word werewolf hung in Lacey's mind. She was seeing one; it was right in front of her and Lacey could hardly speak, breath caught in her throat.
"I..." she started, not knowing how to respond to that question. No one had ever asked. Instead, she let her reeling mind speak for her: "You're a wolf."

and yeah, i think the leaving thread was a good idea :)

Yeah, my friends and I are going to a tavern tonight to celebrate :) I'm excited ~~~

@Lily: Your character looks great, btw :) I really like her name ~
Also, I'm glad you like the group so far!

so there's that
also hi everyone that recently joined ~ <3

@maggie: i heavily relate to that LOL. i don't have class until 4:30 so i'm just chilling and dreading going out in the snow. we had a terrible snow storm last night and i'd rather just not school today. but whatcha gonna do :/

Lacey was young in witch terms. Just eighteen years old, she had only run into other supernaturals a handful of times, and the ones she had met were in her family—witches and warlocks spread across the town of Warwick, warning her of the creatures that lurked in the shadows. Thus far, she didn't know if she necessarily believed all the legends. She'd never seen another supernatural being
or so she thoughtand the stories her old aunts told were so obscure: tales of reanimated corpses, blood dripping from their teeth; powerful demons, rife with sin after being cast out from hell; humans from beyond the dead; walkers of skin and blood; and a hundred other tales that she sometimes thought were just meant to scare her as a child. But then here she was, flames flickering within her hands.
And those hands were shaking. Lacey didn't know whether the fear came from the howl of the wolf in front of her or the heat licking up her fingertips, but it didn't matter. Just as quickly as they had come, the flames sputtered, bright sparks fluttering down to her boots, and the small fire died within her hands.
Suddenly, the forest was dead with silence. Normally, Lacey was content with the quiet, but the wolf in front of her had stopped growling, leaving her scrambling as to what that meant. Its eyes looked fierce, sharp and analytical, and something about them sparked her memory. Did they have wolves in Warwick? Lacey had heard stories of them. She could remember sitting in front of the TV as a child and hearing the broadcaster announce, "Deadly wolf attack takes the lives of three hikers." But she also remembered her aunts' words, the whispers under their breaths as the news title rolled across the screen. She remembered what they had called it.
Werewolf.


@helen: Jenn #7387 ;) and for real. we haven't talked in what feels like ages.

and oh dang i didn’t know u had a discord
i use disc all the time, but like not for rp lol. for the gaming talk.
i can see how it’d be useful for rp tho