Xenia Renekton Deactivated

Rinoa was glad that he seemed to have opened up to her a bit more, smiling sheepishly as she watched his reaction after stepping in. She bit her lip in embarrassment, standing to the side to let him see the mess of the room she had the pleasure of living in the passed 4 years. She felt nervous, almost like an examiner was marking her work as Austin glanced around and took in the work she did in her free time. She moved to place the book she was previously reading onto another pile of novels she had and looked to him once again. At his compliment, her cheeks reddened, a light chuckle escaping her throat. She leaned onto a wall, crossing her arms over her chest. "I'm.. glad you think so." She responded softly, her eyes widening when he took notice of a portrait she had done of him, only for her face to flush a deeper red as her breath hitched in her throat. She realised she may have seemed a creep now, drawing pack members behind their backs without their permission. Seeing him smirk and put the piece down again, she let out a breath she didn't even realise she was holding. She licked her drying lips and hummed in thought at his question. "Art? For quite a while. I'd like to believe I've become quite observant thanks to it really..." Rinoa said, almost in a shy murmur.

Riona's room was messy with papers and tools scattered everywhere. It was more of a studio than a bed room, a place that she found comfort in doing what she enjoyed most in her free time. No one other than her has ever stepped foot into this room. She was almost certain that no one even realised it was the bedroom of the quiet outcast of the pack that rarely spoke out even. When one first steps in they'll see the mess but should they pay attention to the papers, canvases and a few sketchbooks they'll notice drawings, sketches and art of Spruce Moore Forest and its landscapes as well as a few sketches of the pack members themselves.

Am I allowed to make a topic for my room in the midnight mansion or....? Also I hate to say it but shhhhhhhh!!!!

Rinoa smiled to herself as she put her hands behind her back, fiddling with her book and fingers from behind her back as the walked side by side. She was glad to hear him talk about himself as he did, humming softly in response as she listened to him talk of the jewellery he used to make. She was genuinely interested, raising a brow. "Now I'd like to see it even more. Resin is difficult to work with but if you can use it and design your mold then it can have beautiful results." She said softly. She's worked with it before but it was only ever slight as they strode through the hallway. The games he mentioned made her whistle lowly, laughing out. "I'll be honest, Sly Cooper and Ratchet and Clank were the good days for me too. Though I was closer to Metal Gear Solid, Final Fantasy and Resident Evil. At least those are still going until now and me being the loyal fan I am I keep getting them."

I mean yeah Id think so.

I dont mind of course.

Rinoa looked up at him as he stood. Seeing him at his full height from so up close was always intimidating it almost sent chills up her spine. She moved to stand as well, her own build quite tall for a female yet she came up quite short next to him. She dusted herself lightly as he spoke, glancing up at him. He may have seem quite brutal in appearance but she felt something closer to wisdom. He was calm and calculating just as she was in a way and that made her feel slightly closer to him. Rinoa smiled sheepishly as he spoke of not being embarrassed about her work. However that wasn't quite the reason she was shy. A lot of the art she had in her room was art she did of her home here. Landscapes of the forest, the cavern nearby, and quite a lot of pack member portraits she may have drawn or sketched in secret, Austin included. At hearing of his hobbies, her soft smile grew wider, raising a brow as she eyed him quietly. This made him feel more approachable now, not like she had been any better herself in that aspect. "Making jewellery... I'd like to see some at some point." Rinoa murmured softly. She gestured to the greenhouse' door to ask him to take the lead and grinned. "As for the rest? I enjoy those too. Video games and comics. I enjoy anything with a good story."

Rinoa's forms of meditation and simply being alive consisted of reading, training or drawing. It was how she let off her steam or let out whatever emotions she needed to. She chuckled at his response, of how she should do what she wants while she still can. "There isn't anything stopping me really. I draw what I want when I want afterall." She reassured him. She knew herself well enough. She was afraid that if what she enjoys doing suddenly becomes a job or duty to her, then she will no longer be able to enjoy it as she used to. She wasn't in a hurry for it either, she simply lived as she wanted whether it was with someone or without, and right now the Pack she was a part of was her comfort, and she would do anything to keep it this way. "I...Im not the greatest artist... If you wish to see then you should come to my room." She told him softly, slightly embarrassed at herself, especially for feeling like she somewhat discreetly invited him over without quite meaning to. No one had seen her room before. "What about you...? Any ambitions? It's not too late to give art a try either you know. I'd like to believe I'm a good teacher too." She wasn't entirely serious about her offer to teach him but she meant what she said that it wasn't late for him. Anyone can do anything if they wanted to and she believed that much to be true.

Rinoa didn't expect him to accept her answer as easily as he did, as she was prepared for a more dramatic reaction to her reply. Not many would take her response in a good light. After all, mating season was important to them and it was even more difficult to fight against as it involved pure instinct and desire, yet she tried to brush it off as casually as she could. His reply relaxed her however, letting out a breath she didn't realise she was holding as she smiled lightly to herself for a moment. Riona then frowned when he stopped himself from saying something, glancing up at him with furrowed brows, though she didn't press him for it. If he wanted to tell her, he would on his own. At his question however she hummed and leaned back, looking up at the ceiling in thought. She knew exactly her goals and ambitions but she's never shared them with anyone before. "Well... I feel like I already have everything I need here. It's more a matter of protecting it as well as I can. As for ambitions.... I want to do art. I never thought of selling my art but I sure as hell enjoy making it." At this answer, Rinoa looked to him and grinned almost childishly. "Sounds like a kids dream doesn't it?"

She chuckled lightly as he spoke of when she first came. It was true. She wasn't afraid and she was desperate to find a place to call home. She also remembered Caleb not being too inviting of her. Although they were on better terms now that he doesn't glare her way should he see her but that was about it. Rinoa listened quietly as he spoke of his own past, watching him and letting him talk. This was probably the first time he had somewhat opened up to her after she had arrived at this pack, a light warmth in her cheeks at the thought of being trusted by him to talk normally as one would a friend rather than a subordinate. Rinoa sat herself down beside him when he asked, crossing her legs and looking up at him, her hand on his shoulder was long gone and now fiddling with her book in her lap. She was on her way out of the Green house but she didn't find it necessary to correct him. She was looking down at her lap when he then asked her about finding a mate. She stiffened a bit and looked up at him again blankly for a moment before a sheepish grin stretched her lips, cheeks reddening only to prove the vibrance of her hair. "Not at all. I tend to avoid others the closer the season comes." Rinoa found no reason to lie about it. She knew her insecurities and understood her standing in the pack. She was a warrior that not everyone trusted here and she knew she didn't do much to gain trust or get to know the other members. So who was she to think of a mate? "I'm not that close to anyone here for them to think of me as a mate or vice versa and I'd prefer to not bother others with it." She told him with a laugh.

Rinoa could tell that the Alpha was tired and it was clear he needed rest. She eyed him quietly as she waited for his reply, tilting her head and glancing up at the moon as well. It was beautiful and she could tell why he seemed so relaxed here. She felt it too in areas like this, her little hiding places that she would usually be found in were like this one. "I've already finished hunting and I see no reason to go to the market. I have everything I need and want right here." She said with a soft chuckle, gesturing to the book she had in her other hand. She was a practical person and although that may seem to be boring to others she preferred it this way. She hummed at his second question, looking to a moonlit plant as she admired the art of it all in thought. "It wasn't that long ago I that I arrived. I was just lost and needed a home and when I could smell the scent of something similar to what I was, it brought me here. 4 years now. You've given me a home for 4 years." Rinoas voice was quiet and soft, keeping the peace in the greenhouse and never raising her voice further so as to cut through the air. Her nose twitched at the Alphas scent. It was strong and with mating season near by it just made it worse. However she knew she could hold back if she wished to, covering her scent so as to not bother him with it when he needed his rest. Her cheeks were warm and she furrowed her brows, brushing the heat off. Being the introvert she was she preferred to suffer through mating season on her own, although it was difficult and hadn't always worked she tried anyways.

She could feel his presence in the greenhouse beside her as they both sat in each of their own corners in a comfortable silence. She read her book while he relaxed in the quiet. It was a long while after that she moved, shutting her book as she stood herself up from the ground and dusted herself off. She turned to look to the resting Alpha. She pondered over whether she should talk to him or simply leave him be. She wasn't that good at talking either should she start a conversation. Slowly she approached him and placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder, hoping she could at least lift a bit of the weight on his shoulders as she looked down at him where he sat. "Im a good... listener if you want to talk?" Rinoa asked softly, albeit awkwardly as her hand stayed on his shoulders, squeezing gently. Her messy red hair was free of its usual cap or any sort of cover, reaching her waist in waves, but she wore a turtleneck and army pants covering just about the rest of her skin. Her face showed almost no emotion but one could tell she was trying to be some sort of comfort.

Im up for that if you are

Rinoa sat silently in a corner in the greenhouse, simply enjoying the peace and quiet as she read her book. When one first enters they probably wouldn't see her at first as she almost blended with her surroundings, her only eye-catching feature currently the fiery red hair that stood out from behind a large potted plant. She was quite good at hiding her presence and her scent was light and mixed well with the plants around her. She sat on the floor, legs crossed and her back leaning against the wall as she read and hummed to herself softly.

Um hello.... New here and havent done much public RP but.... hmu if anyone wants to give it a go.

(When she's in stealth mode which is most of the time. She doesn't like her human appearance) (When she isn't fully covered as usual) (Wolf form) Name: Rinoa Claw Age: 22 Sex: Female Gender: Female Sexuality: Heterosexual/Straight Role: Warrior Personality: Quick and quiet. She isn't the most social butterfly and tends to keep to herself but she's loyal and powerful. With the right people she can open up and be cheerful and she's quite witty too. She trains hard and takes orders without question and is quite protective of the pack even though it may not seem like it much as she doesn't talk much. She's observant and clever. She isn't reckless and makes the logical/rational choices in a battle in order to achieve success but due to this she can come across as emotionless. Appearance Details: Long, Messy and Fiery red hair, Sharp Hazel eyes. Fair skin as she tends to cover up a lot of the time, her face included. She has tribal tattoos and is quite tall at 178cm. She's quite muscular and toned. She's usually fresh faced with no make up and her hair is tied in a high pony tail at times when she doesn't feel the need to cover up such as when she's home alone or in training on her own,. She's a bit of a tomboy and her casual wear consists of a hoodie and baggy cargo pants as well as a cap. Other Details (Optional): She prefers to fight as a human than as a wolf but when necessary she transforms. She covers up from head to toe as she dislikes her human appearance. She focuses on speed and dexterity and agility over brute strength and she's quite strategic in a fight. Of course this doesnt mean she isnt physically strong as she trains every day in a place no one else usually goes to, enjoying the peace and quiet she gets. She watches over the pack in secret and gets embarrassed quite easily so she tends to hide.

Irene slept soundly and comfortably in her room with her pets of nature, snuggled with the wolves she found and raised as mere puppies. Her room consisted of that of a blacksmiths forge with all she needed and tools that others may find confusing. She had sheets of blueprints and weapons designs scattered in her messy room yet there she was asleep in the warmth of her forge and her corner bed. The sun shone through the small window and she groaned, stretching out as her wolves stirred awake from her movements. She sat up groggily, a hand reaching up to rub the sleep from her eyes with furrowed brows and a yawn. She saw a mans silhouette near her forges fire simply standing there and she almost jumped, clicking her tongue as she realised she was in the nude as she usually slept with now only a dagger beneath her pillow. "What brings you to my little shop?" She asked as she threw her legs off the side of the bed and pet her wolves calmly to show that she wasn't threatened by the man. "Interested in my wares? Maybe you have a design in mind?"

Xenia strides in nervously through the entrance, glancing around her in awe and taking in the scene. She is entirely new to this place and didn't quite know where to go from there, hoping she didn't regret the decision of sucking up her shyness and attempting to be bold.

Name: Irene Age: 26 Gender: Female Species: Amazon Origin: She comes from an amazonian tribe of which consists of only women. Amazonians are known to be incredibly powerful and have inhuman physical strength and agility. Leena however had decided to travel as a blacksmith in order to find the best quality ores in order to make the strongest weapon she can. This was how she ended up on the island the first time. She was glad for the resort however as she can explore the island as well as remain there at her leisure. Height: 172cm Weight: 70kg Eye Colour: Green Hair Colour: Black Physical Description: As she is both Amazonian and a blacksmith she is quite fit with a good amount of muscle covering her body. She's very defined as well as well proportioned as Amazons tend to be. However she is short for an Amazon but tall for a female. Other Details: She's a believer of the Goddess Athena as she is one of her many daughters. (Making her a demi Goddess.) They have a breeding system where they look for men fit enough to give them strong children in which they duel a man and should they lose against them they are allowed to breed. Sexual Orientation: Straight Turn Ons: Men that are sure to dominate, large penis', roughness. Breast size: B to C cup Sensitivity: Medium to High. Abilities/Powers: Incredibly strong in battle, weilds an axe and is physically very strong and agile as an amazon should be. Skills: Blacksmithing, fighting. ((I hope this is alright..?))

Thank you so much for the reply nonetheless. I understand that you're all busy so no worries, I am too a lot of the time, so thank you for taking time for me.

You may probably be able to tell, but Im entirely still new to this site and just really starting out. So with this club, I was just wondering how exactly it all works? Like theres the resort and rooms and etc, and you just start in one of the places and either staff will be there or....? Is there a system?

Im still very new heee.... if anyone could help guide me Id very much appreciate it. Thank you.

Im still very new heee.... if anyone could help guide me Id very much appreciate it. Thank you.