BladeRunner

By the time that the old wolf approached the door, Austin had already finished cooling himself down from the stress of recently. The words of Miana still lingered in his mind, perhaps she was tricking him, or perhaps there was a third party; an Omega or rogue vampire? He was fully dressed in a fresh pair of sports shorts and a t-shirt, and had already blown out the incense and let the windows open for the fresh crisp air of the dying day to enter. The moon hung high already, however tonight he simply wanted to rest. Already the Alpha had started to write the day into a journal, more a long amongst several dozens throughout the years to help record everything that has happened. There was a loud thump on the door, and then a grizzled old voice came through it vocally, "Bleeds for the Pack of The Midnight Moon would speak with pack's Luna. The pack may be threatened." Bleeds for the Pack? At first, the Alpha didn't know what to think, however it must have been from Nimona. Well, now was better than never, he could make the announcement tonight- no he needed to make it tonight. Austin's then said in a deep tone, "Enter." Austin's still sat at the desk as soon as the old wolf entered. He stood up and pushed in the oak chair to the desk inward, then turned and crossed his arms. Even in casual clothing the Alpha was a sight to behold, massive and masculine, he was the envy of many men. He cocked a brow and again spoke as if speaking to an old friend, "Bleeds for Pack, been awhile has it not? I was getting ready to gather the pack for an immediate meeting. This has something to do with the deep woods, yes?" Austin viewed the old man with respect, not just of age but as once an Delta. How long has it been since the aggressive warrior seen his own command over warriors? When he stepped down it was for the obvious reason that he acted more than he thinks, while still a great moral booster, Austin understood why Bleeds for the Pack stepped down at the same time. He was still an effective part of the pack no less.

As Nimona fired up the oven tops, she already had the steaks chopped up into triangular bits and threw them into a glass bowl, enough for four people. While the pans were on low heat, she mixed together the sugar and the soy sauce in a medium bowl, then add the beef and toss everything together until coated. Nimona the beef marinate for 30 minutes, then drained the beef and lightly pat the pieces dry with a paper towel. Seasoning the tips with salt and pepper, she almost messed up with Caleb mentioned her liking the Alpha. It was a sensitive topic, one she wasn't necessarily expecting. "N-no! Not like that! Well... I mean... If he wants to... It's just I've always viewed Austin as more a father figure if anything. He's the reason I'm in the tribe." Nimona admitted. Meanwhile, to rehydrate the dried porcini mushrooms, Nimona added them to a small bowl and covered them with a little beef broth. Wrap the top of the bowl with some plastic wrap, poking a few slits in the plastic for steam to escape. She microwaved the mushrooms and broth for 30 seconds, then let the mushrooms soften in the hot broth for about 5 minutes. When it cooled, she tool the mushrooms out of the broth and minced them up. Pouring the leftover broth through a strainer lined with a coffee filter and reserved the broth. "Truth be told, it was Austin who taught me how to cook. He told me how to memorize different spices and recipes, it's why anytime I make something it's for just me and him because everyone's just out there hunting and eating raw kills otherwise any extra goes to waste... I wasn't born Human either, I was pure wolf from birth, but Austin taught me how to balance beast and man... He actually taught me many things since I really had..." Nimona stopped what she was doing, her hands froze as she continued with, "I had no one... I was from a very small pack that no longer exists, my parents were in the massacre, I was a little puppy back then... Maybe four in Human years, but then the Midnight Pack arrived and stopped the fighting. I didn't remember much, still don't now, but I know I was the only survivor when he found me..." In a large skillet and heating a little olive oil over medium-high heat until it just started smoking. Nimona added the meat to the skillet in a single layer, without crowding, and browned it on all sides, turning with a spatula. And due to how much she had she needed to do it in batches, adding more olive oil when it was needed needed. As the beef browned, she move it to a large plate or tray. To the empty skillet, she adds another tablespoon of oil and the button mushrooms, porcini mushrooms, and a sprinkle of salt. She sauté'd the mushrooms until they started to brown and the skillet has very little moisture, about 7 to 9 minutes. Nimona added the onion to the skillet and cook, stirring often, until the onion begins to brown and the bottom of the pan forms dark bits. Then she stirs in the garlic, thyme, and flour. "I know that I've had a... Close fascination with Austin, and even now when everyone has little faith in him, I can't help but place everything into him. It seems weird but... Austin saved my life, I've seen firsthand what he could do, what he's capable of... I just sometimes wish he would have a little faith in himself..." Once the flour was blended, Nimona pours in the mushroom liquid and the remaining beef broth. Then she scraped up the browned bits on the bottom of the pan with a wooden spoon. She brought the liquid to a boil, and using tongs, returned the beef (and any juices from the meat) to the skillet, gently pushing each piece down into the mushrooms and onions. She then turned the heat down to medium-low and simmer for another 3 to 5 minutes and season to taste with salt and pepper. //Enjoy the recipe you filthy heathens// Nimona repeated the processes, allowing Caleb to help when it was needed. Cooking and starvation were good distractions from the healing pains, though she couldn't help but feel... Lonely. Talking with Caleb reminded her what an actual conversation was like, Austin had been so busy lately she never had time to talk to him, so Nimona just stick to herself... It wasn't like anyone wanted to be friends with her. Even when she was a pup, she was always viewed as an outsider, albeit she was a pure blood and not some mutt, although she never looked onto that viewpoint. That wasn't like her to be picky at all let alone be classist or act like she was better, if anything, Nimona thought quite the opposite.

Nimona listened further to the interaction, surprised and not surprised at the old wolf being a former Delta. She smiled softly but didn't comment any further, until Bleeds for... The Pack(?) left the room and her brows furrowed. She tried her best to remember exactly what happened, however her concerns grew anew when she could finally recall a name of the vampire they had a run-in with. Miana... That's a pretty name... And if I could recall... Nimona felt an immediate shudder of her body as that little lightbulb clicked. She gulped a hard lump and shook the thought away. How bad the Alpha not pick up on the old man's scent? Perhaps he was too focused, but she said aloud, more to herself than to the Delta, "But... She wasn't the one who attacked me... It was a man... Nevermind, I just want something to eat, clear my head a little." The preposterous thought of the Sun Striders returning, or that one other pack that looked like coyotes rather than wolves, it didn't seem like a good idea as to take an immediate counterattack of any was going to take place. Nimona has heard tales of the variety of nomadic Omegas, vampire clans, the hunters of the supernatural, and even rival tribe Luna's and Alpha's being no match for the Midnight Packs Windcaller. How many high ranking soldiers or even leaders have their own Alpha slew? At a time they had a bard, a singer who came up with songs of victory but- well... He was dead for mocking the wrong person. Whatever, she had better things to do! Slowly the scout started to open up pantry doors, cabinets, and the massive fridge they kept in the kitchen, pulling out steaks and sauces and spices. There were mushrooms she pulled as well, maybe not porchini mushrooms but nonetheless white caps would work. She then begun to pull different dishes- including a cast iron wok and another skillet, with several pans out. She then turned to the Delta, blushing slightly as she was about to ask a simple question, one she thought was stupid. "Um... Hey... Delta, can you... Help grab the cutting board from on top of the fridge please...?"

Nimona could hear what was going on ahead of her, she listened intently, hearing what either of the pack members had to say. She still rubbed the imprints that Caleb had left on her body, they were throbbing in the sense that the marks were fresh and not yet faded. It was ridiculous, unsettling news to be sure but she was the only survivor who knew she'd seen what she had seen! Ow... Did he really have to do that? I guess when you're mad... "Come out, Nimo...It's old family. He's not from our Alpha's time it seems." Caleb sounded. Nimona carefully slid off the counter, putting weight on her legs hurt like hell but when the Delta said something he normally meant for it to happen. With a slight delay, the young scout slowly made her way to the area in the kitchen that both older wolves were in. She saw Caleb and then... Bleeds for Cats? No wait, that wasn't right at all! She gave a small bow as Caleb introduced her to the old, grizzled hound that was... Bleeds for Pack? She didn't know anymore! However what caught Nimona's attention was when the old hound states that he recognized her smell, and then those words took her back to the forest. What happened between the Alpha finding her and her "awakening" from the trance in the doctors wing was a blur. There were voices and scents... One of which smelt undead, but she couldn't recall necessarily. "I think..." The young wolf starts, but stops, trying to recall everything that happened between that time, "The Alpha had found me, but there was another one... I think a vampire, but I didn't see who it was, just heard. I couldn't get a good look at them but the Alpha and that one talked about territories.. I think, and then-" Everything after that was a blur, then she said, "That's it, I don't know if it was a spell, maybe I passed out, but my wounds were mostly healed by the time I came to... I originally was gonna make something for our Alpha and myself, even fill him in on the report but then... Well you know the rest. I think I agree with you though..."

It's all good. Whelp! If anyone wants to walk in on their big, strong, and hairy Alpha taking a shower they can! XD

Thanks! Sorry if didn't get to ya sooner, bed early, morning job, etc.

Nimona's blush grew a tad redder, not from from the Delta's appearance himself but in that he was onto her. There was a level of trust between the two, that he could ensure, and at the same time Nimona didn't necessarily like confrontation. She wanted to speak, but he had cut her off. And then her face turned beet red, although it was a common thing her Delta did, Nimona never really understood why he was so touchy with the Scouts hair- like all the others, he always "fixed" or braided their, or her, unkept hair. Why?! "Well... I mean... I haven't really ate-" Before she could really answer, Nimona was swept off her feet which made her heart skip a beat. Her chest was pounding a bit out of embarrassment, although never had she been picked up like this by a guy who was not only an inspiration to the pack warriors but also someone she thought was actually handsome. Although she never really shown it. Caleb had carried the young wolf to the cold kitchen, which was her intended goal to begin with but she supposed that she could make something with a bit of help! Before they reached the door he'd ask Nimona a question which she finally gulped down a lump. She started, "Well... I'm not supposed to be up and moving around because I was being hunted for a few days..." There was shame in the Scouts voice as if she failed something, which she had, but it was uncontrollable, "I was going to report this to the Alpha after I made him and myself something to eat. Well... Onto that subject at hand. I was with Travis and Mariam toward the edge of our territory as usual, the Dark Woods... Or Deep Woods is what you call them nowadays. We were ambushed though, kinda picked off but we weren't far from each other. I don't... Remember a whole lot, I didn't know if this was an Omega, maybe a rival pack, or what but it couldn't have been a vampire! Their speed and sheer strength was remarkable, I've seen the Alpha in action when I was, when the Sun Strider pack tried coming in and taking over but... Del- Caleb..." Nimona's voice was more sheepish as she looked away, the lair arriving into the kitchen itself which was cold and a little dark, "I hate to say this, but... I think this bad guy is an Alpha, even if they're a rogue, they matched our Alpha's speed... All I remember were that Mariam disappeared, I heard her howl but it was cut off, then Travis... Was ripped clean in half. I was beaten to a pulp and I think they coulda finished me off, but the entire time I was trying to get back here to warn others I was beaten and steered toward the vampire territory. It was like they were toying with me, and because of how badly hurt I was, I was forced to stay in my transformation, all I had to eat for three days were a squirrel and something else." Disregarding that information, Nimona was, again, cut off when she smelt a foul odor. She heard something though her senses were dulled by her bodies disrepair, the healing still taking place. Caleb set the scout down and told her to stay put, from his rigid tone it was obvious this was an order. As soon as he left however she sat down on a nearby counter where he could easily spot her coming back in. The memories were vague at best, but she remembered most of the attack, but when she's in her wolf form things tend to get blurry. Hell even then the scout should remember everything of not most! So wait she did, originally as Nimona said she wanted to directly report this to the Alpha due to her not seeing the Delta often enough, however now's a better time than never!

Alrighty then, let's get this interaction underway!

@KanDaKnight Do you wanna move the scene to the kitchen with Nimona by chance? I was gonna head there anyway and such.

She was trying to scurry away down the stairwell and to the kitchen, but as soon as Nimona made her first steps onto the ground floor the Delta immediately spoke to her. Shit! Shit-motherfucker-cockkicking-shit! Nimona froze for a moment before putting on that shift innocent smile she usually did, normally because she wanted to but now it was seem innocent. Play it cool, girl! The young wolf made her slowly to Caleb and Canaan but found herself limping slightly then almost slipping until she caught herself, then steadied her balance. Nimona stood firm in front of Delta Caleb, while she always thought he was handsome there was an underlying fear of anyone above her rank... Even anyone that is her rank! Shivering slightly from fear, anticipation, and because it was slightly cool the foyer, the girl kept her smile and said sheepishly, "N-no? You've told me that before...? I- I just got back, the Alpha helped me here!"

I think I actually would like to try one, but what you use to make them right quick?

The sanctuary for one Nimona Ito, with hanging party and LED lights along the walls, this place is generally lit in hues of blue , purple, and pink; it also has soft carpet with the walls as a grey, with black border and a white ceiling, however the walls are lined with various band and anime, game, and anime posters . It's a small and cozy room that has a small bathroom attached to it. It is also located just down from the Alpha's bedroom originally designed as a storage area, but was cleared out in case someone would need it.

I sat there thinking about that and I wondered, "Did I mess up the post somehow?" Well, I didn't know I write that she hoped he'd chew her ass out XD It's edited now.

With a sigh of relief moments earlier, and young wolf rose from her shower and slowly turned back into a Human form to get the mud properly off her body. Nimona was one of the scouts, the only one, to have survived the ambushes that had transpired much earlier. She had been stuck out there for days, fending herself and trying to heal but every time there was some form of leeway that blasted mystery assailant attacked again and again. When she had thought she was dead in the mud den she had dug out, the Alpha had arrived just in time as she was certain she was a goner. But all of a sudden Nimona found herself in the infirmary, then to the bedroom where she was fully conscious and healed... Mostly. She still felt like a truck had hit her, something that's actually happened a long time ago, so she steadied herself whilst getting dressed. She blowdried her hair and half-ass brushed it as usual, giving the young woman the allure of something a bit wild. Although, Nimona was actually shy around people. After getting a pair of loose jeans there were well over her size and tightening with a belt, these were really the only things comfortable that looked almost appropriate. She slid on a loose black t-shirt without a bra- with the time she's had out there in the woods, Nimona did not have the energy to go and struggle with something like that. After she dressed herself the young wolf decided it was time to eat, a gopher and squirrel didn't do it out there, but they are least tied her over and allowed for some energy. Carefully walking down the hall she had passed the Alpha's room to give him thanks for reaching her, but the scent of lavender, the sound of the shower and the shut-off lights hinted that it may not be a good idea now. Well... He did save her, and she was heading to grab something to eat in her fucked up state... Maybe she could make the Alpha some food? Surely he hasn't ate in a while? While still pondering that idea Nimona had passed the room and down to the foyer, carefully taking her steps down the stairs, she was still a little off balance and hurting. She hadn't healed all of the way, so Nimona was trying her best to conceal any pain and take her time. Then she spotted two others, another wolf she'd forgotten and then the Delta. Oh God, Nimona hoped he wouldn't chew her ass out for being up when she should be resting!

Lots of stuff going on in his head, so probably best. Sorry. But I will have Nimona step around here... At some point b

Yes he is... Unless you wanna intrude on his "me time" to discuss some stuff. Other than that, to me, that interaction in the foyer was concluded.

Hm... Well Auvy is already in a shower so that's out the window... However! I do have a character I will be bringing over, so I'll have a post soon from her. As far as posting order go? I mean it could be back and forth between us. If that's what you meant.

//I had the perfect picture for the character and now I couldn't find it// Name: Nimona Ito Age: 18 Sex: Female Gender: Female Sexuality: Bisexual Role: Warrior (Scout) Personality: Nimona is someone who simply "rolls with the punches," she's normally just does what everyone else does in the tribe... She guesses. More or less Nimona can be summed up to being relaxed but blunt and to the point, having literally no patience for anything in life despite her calm nature. But she tries! She tends to stay in the background, possibly the quietest person by default even when she's suggesting something or trying to talk, Nimona is simply too quiet and and can be shy but holds a feral side to her. In secret when pushed to certain boundaries the girl can be aggressive in a variety of ways, and tends to have a "switch" when she no longer is the shy, quiet girl; but instead she is quite headstrong and stubborn. Appearance Details: Nimona Ito is defined by her messily brushed black hair which has white specs of white and gray, making it look similar to a starry night. She has ruby red eyes and fair skin, normally she wears red lipstick and does her eyeliner before anyone sees her. When in her wolf form, her fur is literally like the night sky, beautiful, soft and seemingly shifting like a grass field on a windy day when she moves. This is due to Nomina having fine hair that shifts at the slightest touch it seems; which also comes down just past her mid-back. Nimona normally wears jeans or Capri shorts, with a plain shirt tied off to show her toned belly and a plain colored ball cap. She also is seen wearing a hoodie with the hood on. Other Details (Optional): Recently, Nimona received several scars from her most recent scuffle from a mysterious stranger. She has a leading down from her left eye socket down her neck to the collar bone, one where her left lungs would be starting from left and ending at the totally complete right side, and another where a stab wound had been healed on the right side of her chest.

Alright so it's safe to assume that we can make our own rooms then? I just wanna make certain of that.

So that mean people have their own rooms then, if I'm not mistaken? I'm sorry, I just got off work, mentally masturbated here. Because I'm trying to more or less find a personal space for the character to post in (not Austin) that is a bedroom, and not a foyer.

Hey, so, yeah, I have a question that might have already been answered. Do pack members have their own rooms to post in? Or is there a bunks or shared "dorm" rooms?

Which, now that reminds me, is it alright if I made a second character? Was considering using the scout Austin rescued as a full-blown PC, but if making a second character is not okay or not behind the idea, I'm good either way.

@Icarian Dreams There is the Alpha/Luna Wing?

Upon entering the old room, the pack Alpha took in a breath of the soft smell of cleanliness, if such a smell existed. He started to blow out candles, leaving the door cracked by accident, and lit a few lavender incense to help being calm to his mind. Outside the room the lights had been turned off and candles were ablaze far and in-between, that didn't stop the quiet steps of other pack members passing by. He then started to stretch and pop bones and joints, and proceeded to undress and toss the dirty clothes into an empty hamper. He started with his socks, then shirt and jeans, and then his took off the pair of boxers beneath it all leaving him nude and unhindered by cloth. Austin proceeded to enter the bathroom and turn the hot water to the showerhead on and let it run. He left the bathroom door open and left a few candles in there for dim lighting, not wanting anything bright at all. He sat on the bed for a while and pondered the current situation with the heat season arriving soon, the vampires, and his own problems with trying to be an Alpha. If someone asked him five years ago, their situation was decent, but now? Right now he wasn't stressed, he was just wanting to get the days sweat off his back. After a few minutes of just thinking Austin stood back up and reentered the bathroom leaving the shower curtain and the door open. He slowly stepped in and allowed the hot water to wash over him, Austin pictured the days negativity to wash down into the drain, and as he did he felt lighter by a little. His shoulders weren't slumped nor were they stiff, but merely relaxed. He leaned against the ceramic wall and sighed, relaxing more as the Alpha slowly but surely slumped downward until he was leaning the tub, sitting rather like he was taking a bath. Right now, the steam combined with the intruding smell of lavender, and the warmth of the shower as the water flowed off him was all he needed.

Austin allowed the woman to snake away from his grasp, could feel the release of an elongated pain waiting to be let go. Long overdue at that. He eases his hard breaths and controlled himself, and then he witnessed a... Sight, of one of the same women he had taken from the lagoon. She was screaming and swiping at the bugs, a spastic mess really, and his eyes simply watched at the stupidity of the woman as she ran across the lawn. That ended his moment right then, and he tried to stiffen up to his usual stoic appearance but failed, only looking ever tired. The Alpha would walk in with Samara and the two departed, with what her leaving advice and to do her job, and Austin... To his own devices. He signed and thought to himself of how tired he really was right as of now. With a brisk sigh, he would start to take the jacket off and the hat, hanging either two up on the coat rack before going onto the Alpha/Luna Wing. There was much need for rest... And a shower. //If anyone wants to interact with Austin, you can do it here or in the Alpha/Luna Wing//