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I'm ready to start.

Ready like always

Come on Paws and Tovah!

Ok I'm here

I was ready a long time ago

Okay, we will start a when Erin has just come back from burying Jocelyn.

Erin wiped her eyes again, smearing her face with a small smudge of brown. SHe stood up, the knees of her jeans soaked with the slightly wet ground, soil coating her hands and legs. She stared at the spot Jocelyn lay sadly again, then turned her violet eyes away, walking back to the clearing where the rest of them were located. "I just finished burying her," Erin said, her voice soft but clearly audible in the still air.


Isi bit her lip as she stared at the blank wall, tracing the cracks running through the stone with a dispirited blue eye. Her hands felt rubbed raw by the cuffs around her wrist, and she winced as a sharp pain shot through her lip. She had bitten through the skin. She allowed the blood to trickle down, dripping off her chin and onto the hard floor below. SHe couldn't even of wiped it off if she had wanted to anyways.

Theresa Hartwell lay curled up on the floor in the corner of her cold cell. Hers was different, according to her mutation. Since Theresa could morph into a white mouse, her cell contained no bars. It was a steel box, with small holes in the top for air that not even an ant could fit through. She sighed, her blue eyes red from exhaustion and the bitter air. She couldn't feel her feet; they were numb from the biting chill of the steel floor. Her blonde hair sprawled around her head as she lay there, Theresa couldn't help but dream of the outside: What was it like?

A silent shadow watched the burial and conversation below. Vivianna, in her mountain lioness form, sat upon a thick tree branch, her piercing yellow eyes narrowing at the others below. As Vivianna's rounded ears were flattened against her head, she growled softly, thinking, "These barbarians wouldn't know toughness if it smacked them in their snotty faces."

Ooc:// I won't do Terrance just yet, because he's only a normal human when he meets Dakota.

OOC: I have a question.... How soon will Erin and the others free the people inside the orphanage? Because I wanna add a new characyer because Katie is going to leave the group to be with her family.



Name:Mallorie Sloan
Gender: Female
Age:14 years old
Breed: Were-animal
Animal(if were-animal)Bobcat
Good/Evil?: Good
Personality:Mallorie is crepiscular, whish means she's more active at dawn and dusk. She's energeticand loves to talk and can never sit still, she can be funny and sometimes she can be annoying... but lots of people love her anyway!
History(optional, but preferred): Was born in North Dakota on Febuary 2nd. At the age of 4, her parents got devorsed and her mother took full responcebility for her. At the age of 11, her mother had been killed by a bank robbery gone wrong. After being pulled out of a foster home and moved from orphaniage to orphanage, she ended up at The Orphanage. At the age of 13, she was tested on and she became a were-bobcat.
Text Color:
Other: Her tail asnd everuthing else had been shaved by one of Dakota's workers because she looked too much like Cassie.
Crush: none
RP Example:

Mallorie Sloan stared up at the ceiling of her cell. Pale light made strange shadows on the grey, damp walls. The sound of shuffling feet made her sit up on her cot, looking past the thick iron bars blocking any escape. the familiar face of the brunette nurse came into view, angular cheekbones, and a pointy nose fromed by a mess of tangles brown hair in some kind of nurse's hat. Her thin, boney hands held a tray with a dish full of food, by the fishy, salty scent it gave, Mallorie knew she wouldn't like it. Suddenly, the tray fell from the woman's hand and fell inside of her cell. "Thanks!" Mallorie shouted sarcasticly, running up to the bars and shaking her fist while the woman ran back down the hall. Mallorie grimaced and knelt down by the food, her knee giving a small pop as she went down. "Might as well eat this like a meat-eater," she sighed to herself before she began to stripp down to her braw and underwear. (She wore a pecial type of underwear and braws the nurses had mad for the were-animals. Her dusty blonde hair began to turn a sandy red color and her skin began to turn to fur. Soon enough, she was a bobcat wearing a braw and underwear. Not wanting to look like an idiot...because there really was no point to the clothes because no one was here to see her... she took off the clothing with her teeth before she began to eat the food of the floor.


Katie looked down at her hands as Erin approached them. "Look, I dont want to be in this mess ok? I want to go home," she admited to the group.

Vivianna listened intently at the conversation below, taking place between the boy, 'Ben', and the girl, 'Cassie'. They seemed to be talking about someone by the name of Dakota. "Hm." said Vivianna to herself. "Dakota, eh? Perhaps I may want to find this Dakota they speak of." She listened for more.

Ooc:// Who were you talking about?

ooc---Vivianna. Who else?