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Unwelcome News - June 18, 2015
Artfully touselled, bleached blonde hair bounced with each step in the Alpha Corp lobby. The receptionist clacked away at her keyboard, giving a small nod of recognition as the visitor passed by. When the elevator doors opened, well dressed business men poured out.
It was obvious to any observer that she was underdressed compared to most who came and went. Her crimson Carhartt button up blouse had sleeves rolled up to her elbows. Her black leather shoulder holster stood out against the red, but a shiny bronze badge at her hip spared her any second glances.
Black tactical boots made surprisingly little noise on the polished stone floors as the petite detective strode towards Vincent Cain's office door with false confidence. She held a hand up, ready to knock, but took a moment to steel herself before knocking. Three sharp, loud raps echoed into the office space.  Gray Winchester awaited her alpha's response.
Surprisingly enough, no sooner had she knocked, the door opened beneath he
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Furfur
Name: Furfur
Class: Hellbeast
Physical Description:
Natural form - Hellhound: Black fur, glowing red eyes without a pupil, canine skull (minus the bottom jaw for the top of his head), white-tail deer antlers (often with bloody tips), and overly large and sharp black claws on front paws, large black claws on the back paws
Humanoid form: Male, pale white skin, black hair, red eyes, slightly pointed ears, slightly above average height, well built, face claim is (https://instagram.com/nick__bateman/) Nick Bateman
Personality: Liar, loves secrets, cunning, trickster, not aggressive unless provoked
Other information: Rough voice
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May 28, 2015 - Missing Pieces
Sweat dripped steadily onto the spinning rubber of the treadmill. The rhythmic pounding of feet clad in trainers echoed in the gym; the sound only broken by strong breathing. Music filtered through sport earbuds, keeping the runner's pace. Her denim eyes looked forward but unfocused, as if her mind was a million miles away. According to the timer on the machine, the runner was just passing an hour now and showed no signs of slowing down.
Her once light grey tank top was now a mottled dark grey, but her UT Austin basketball shorts were no worse for wear. As a droplet of perspiration fell onto her eyelashes, Gray blinked rapidly waking from her trance. She turned down the treadmill to a fast walk and pulled the black bandana from her head, using it to mop up her face. A clenched fist pressed it to her mouth to muffle her frustrated scream. She was lucky to be alone.
The newest homicide case had quickly gone cold. The M.E.'s preliminary exam hadn't given them any new findings. Interviews
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May 21, 2015 - Grease Dogs
Ratcheting of the pneumatic torque wrench echoed loudly in the concrete building; however, Nate hardly noticed a thing. He had invested in a pair of noise-cancelling earbuds that cost him a small fortune, but the dark haired werewolf felt saving his ears from tinnitis was worth it. He hummed along with the music as he deftly manuvered under the sedan. Oil changes were their bread and butter at the garage, but by god, they were boring. Within moments Nate had the old oil draining into a pan. Wiping his grease covered fingers on his coveralls, a small smile crossed his face. On slow days like this he enjoyed laying under the cars just listening to the music while the oil drained.
Nate's reverie was broken by large hands grabbing his ankles and pulling him out. Eyes wide and arms flailing, Nate exclaimed, "What the hell man?!" as he ripped out his earbuds.
"Dude, I've been calling your name for like five minutes now. Jim's heading out to bring in a tow and needs you to man the desk," said
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Nathaniel Travis Clark
General
Name: Nathaniel Travis Clark (Nate)
Birthday (Age): August 8, 1985 (29)
Sex: Male
Race: Caucasian
Species: Werewolf
Physical Traits
Eyes: Hazel
Hair color: Brown
Hair Texture: Slightly wavy, shaggy cut
Height: 6'4"
Weight: 200 lbs
Face claim: Jared Padalecki
Description: Tall and muscular with wide shoulders with narrow hips, cloaked in tawny beige skin warmed by sun-tanned bronze. His eyes often appear blue or green depending on his clothing.
Social Traits
Pack/Court: Woods Creek Pack
Rank: Gamma
Profession: Mechanic
Skills: Fixing things, reaching stuff on the highest shelf Giggle
Hobbies: Couch surfing, lifting weights...
Other:
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Veronica Gray Winchester

General
Name: Veronica Gray Winchester (Gray)
Birthday (Age): May 5, 1990 (25)
Sex: Female
Race: Caucasian
Species: Werewolf
Physical Traits
Eyes: Dark blue
Hair color: Light auburn
Hair Texture: Straight, cut into a punky pixie cut
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 130lbs
Face claim: Agyness Deyn
Description: A well toned mesomorph with short dyed hair (either extremely dark brown or bleached blonde) and pale skin.
Social Traits
Pack/Court: Seattle Pack
Rank: Gamma
Profession: Homicide detective with the Seattle PD
Skills: Horseback riding, marksmanship (handguns), unarmed hand to hand combat, psychology
Hobbies: Cardio & weight training, sparring, readin
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Dhambi addresses his pride
The Vulkaan King's wounds were starting to crust over with healthy scabs. There had been just so much to think about and now appeared to be a good time to address the pride. The red lion took careful steps, as to not show his injuries, outside of his den and let out a series of roars to call his pride to his side. When the majority of them had gathered, he finally addressed them.
"I wish to thank you all for coming. And to those of you who joined my side during the battle with Seronera, there are no words that I can use to express my gratitude. You shed blood for your pride and your king. That is the true meaning of loyalty." Dhambi beamed at warm smiled down at his pride. "I must also thank you all for your patience with me. I have made many mistakes and for those I must apologize to everyone here." The king waited for a moment as murmurs rose from the crowd. "I am not perfect and this is my first time ruling a pride. There will be growing pains, so to speak. And I appreciate your ded
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The Search for Nayra
Having left her mother's side at the Southland/Westland border, Castus padded solumnly north in the darkness of the night. Along the way, she alerted her pride to the situation: Nayra was missing and Castus would be looking for her sister. If any wished to join in the search, they were welcome to do so, but not ordered. She wouldn't take it that far just yet.
With a determined countenance, the Westland queen trudged onward. Before she crossed into the Outlands, the oaken lioness sighed and called out Nayra's name, hoping for a response, but only receiving her own echo back. Fluffy elfin ears flopped down in sadness, at the lack of her sister's voice. Looking over the vast barren wasteland, Castus stepped into the neutral area, noting the cracked ground.
Starting at the southern most point the sun began to rise over the horizon, it would begin warming up very soon. Unthinking about the heat, Castus walked along the border heading north, along the desert border then the Pridelands, and f
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Castus' Westland Rules
Upon returning from the battle for the Pridelands, Castus leapt atop the Westlands royal den. A bellowing roar crossed the land, calling the pride to her location. When most had gathered, Castus eyed them carefully. Exhausted as she was, Cass would not let it show. This was too important of a moment. The group in front of her finally quieted down to mere murmurs.
"As some of you know I was made heir to our great pride. Today, we lost the Pridelands... Viza feels that he is unable to be the King we need, so he has seen fit to step down and allow me to take his place. I am your Queen." The oaken lioness stood tall and proud allowing a moment for all she has said to sink in.
"What I want most for all of us is a peaceful existence with the other prides who surround us. Not for them, but for us. We have shed enough blood since I joined to last lifetimes and I will not see us fall into ruin." She paused for a moment before snarling at a few dissenters. "I am not saying that we should change
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A much needed reunion
<DamuOC> The odd looking oaken pelted lioness lay panting in the heat of the day. Her lessons with Viza had been going very well, but he seemed distracted by something at the moment and was off doing something on his own. With a huff, Castus rose to her lightly spotted paws and shook the dust from her fluffy coat. Everything was so calm. It seemed very unusual now after everything that had happened. I wonder how Mother is doing. I do miss her... Cass chuckled softly, I even miss Nayra. With those thoughts, Castus padded her way across the Westlands, a small portion of the desert, and into the Southlands. Knowing she could easily be attacked due to her Westlander scent, the young heiress chuffed loudly hoping her mother or sister would hear her first.
<Cloudikin> With Ruchi’s return, things had been noticeably more relaxed. The rambunctious three listened more to their mother than to Mbele and with the lioness’ help it was so much easier to care for the five cubs
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Castus goes West
Castus paced back and forth along the desert oasis' water. Snarling she slashed out at the ground, claws dug into the sand, sending it flying. With a growl the oaken lioness sat and glared into the oasis water. Her father's eyes stared back at her. As she continued to look at herself, she frowned. As a cub she was adorable... now, she was just ugly: overly furred, heavily scarred, lopsided jaw. It was no wonder her mother wanted to replace her. Finally she raised her head to the sky and bellowed out a frustrated roar.
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The oasis was the only refuse left in the savannah. It had more fond memories, than disastrous ones. Suma was loathe to leave her cave unless it was for the bare necessities. And when she did, she had often wandered; aimless and without direction, off in whatever world had captivated her so and led her astray.
The trickle of water filled her ears and cooled her dry throat as the hot desert sun beat down on her black pelt, whose sheen was not quite so brilliant
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Jennifer
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Current Residence: Little Rock, AR
Favourite style of art: sculpture & art dolls/plushies

FYI - My works in progress (WIPs) are in my scrapbook and on my tumblr.

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Recently I commissioned the most AMAZING :iconmidlasoc::iconmydlasfanart: for some custom lineart. I am opening customized cub commissions. Please note that more body styles will be available eventually.

The first line set looks like these:
Nya in the grasslands by graveatart  Piebald Lion cub - SOLD to Saphia-Xeno by graveatart  SOLD - Striped Lion cub - 50pts by graveatart

Options-
Simple cub: 100 points (like Nya)
Cub with elaborate markings: 200-500 points (like the two bribe to adopts)

Addons-
Simple background (like Nya): 100 points
War paint: 100 points
Reference sheet: 50 points

Note me for inquiries and orders!

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Caerban Featured By Owner May 4, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks for the faves! Hug 
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KatPocketMonster Featured By Owner Apr 22, 2015  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Happy Birthday~!!! :DHave your cake and eat it too 
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graveatart Featured By Owner Apr 22, 2015  Hobbyist Artisan Crafter
Thank you!
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pastellZHQ Featured By Owner Mar 25, 2015  Professional Digital Artist
Thanks for the watch!!Wink/Razz 
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How are you? Haven't seen you in forever
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graveatart Featured By Owner Mar 16, 2015  Hobbyist Artisan Crafter
Good. Just busy with RL. Trying to set aside some time for WoW soon. What about you?
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Caerban Featured By Owner Feb 11, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks for the faves :hug:
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graveatart Featured By Owner Feb 12, 2015  Hobbyist Artisan Crafter
:hug: your stuff deserves it!
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