Their eyes shine in the moon’s light as they fight. Their movements are fluid, smooth, and predatory. Lean, taunt muscles lay beneath different colors of fur and sharp incisors are visible beneath black gums. Blood spatters over their beautiful coats and color the ground red as they snap, tear, and wound each other.

Fur standing on end, you approach the two groups as they pause and separate as they take notice of your presence. Two pairs of eyes stand out to you and unnerve you. Both seemed to draw the respect out of you without your consent as you lower your head and tuck your tail between your legs. Power radiated from them both, and you’re unsure whether it was the large, dark grey male with golden eyes, or the black female with bright green eyes that had the strongest air to them. They both stood across from each other, and large groups of other wolves and Werelings in human forms stand on each side behind them. All of their eyes bore into you and you stop as you stand before the two obvious leaders.

Your muscles tense and they begin to shake as your wolf side slowly draws you towards one side, your true nature, good or evil, slowly reveals itself as you make your decision. Which side will you choose? Will you choose the path of light and good? Or the path of dark and evil?

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1 Alpha Jace on Sun Jul 28, 2013 7:33 am

Alpha Jace

Name: Jace Valentine

Age: 26

Gender: Male

Rank: Alpha

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Summary: For centuries the werewolves had walked amongst the mortals, living and breathing just as they did, only with certain perks. They moved about the humans, some breeding with them, while others were completely against it. They valued the true blood only, not accepting members that had been bitten or exchanged saliva to become "one of them". An Alpha of the bloodline Valentine, was one of the first to implement this treatment. His name was Catius Legoci Valentine. Catius was a rather large werewolf, one of the first "pure blood". When he met the love of his life, Nerifa, he knew they would make strong young. And so they did. For thousands of years they pumped out strong young werelings. They grew stronger with each passing day, shooting up in height like a corn stalk. Millenniums passed and the world modernized, forcing the werewolves to blend harder than before. Their children's names changed to a modern tone.

For the most part, they lived peacefully. Only a few "hunters" came after them, but they were able to get rid of them quickly. As years passed, more and more hunters came for their encampments, their homes. Nerifa cried for them to leave, to move somewhere safer, fearing the safety of her young. But Catius would not do so. He was stubborn to the bone. He was filled with pride, no matter the situation, he would not flee from any mortals.

On the last full moon of the year, the Alpha and Alphess joined in their mating practices. They conceived on this night and soon their young began to grow inside Nerifa's womb. Pride overflowed her features, glowing emanated from her youthful skin. Months passed and her time for giving birth was almost near. As they prepared her chamber for the arrival of the young wolves, Catius waited outside her chamber, not allowed to be within her room. Their connection was so strong, any stress he felt she would feel tenfold. As he waited patiently, the room behind him was quiet. Too quiet. Finally a helper opened the door, allowing the Alpha in. "We have good news and bad news, Alpha." The Alpha looked to the helper, confused by his words. "Nerifa, is she alright?" The brute nodded his head with a smile. "Yes she is perfectly healthy and so is the wereling." Releasing a sigh of relief, he was about to move about the room, but then it clicked. "Wereling?" he asked. The helper looked to the Alpha and nodded his head, "yes Alpha. It appears only one offspring was born in this litter. Might I add he is rather large." The Alpha smiled. At least the one and only wolf of this litter was a male. Someone he could pass his legacy onto.

Just as he thought and planned for the boy, it happened. Jace, as they named him, worked along with the werewolves, learning the ropes, training to kill hunters, and most of all, protecting the pack. From time to time, they had issues with vampires, but it was rare. Jace was a quick learner, very much like his father. In just a few short years, he was completely grown. Learning at a young age the proper ways to transform to his primal self, it made it very easy. Sure it was incredibly painful the first hundred times it happened, little werelings and their tempers after all. But with time, the pain faded and training began. He was quick and rather large for his age as well.

In his primal form, he stood at a large eleven feet tall. His human form was six feet and three inches tall. His human form had dirty blond hair, which he changed styles from time to time. His eyes were of a hazel tint. With feelings and clothes, they changed. The darker colors he wore, it would turn to a dark chocolate color. If he wore light colors it was mixed with greens and light browns. When he became angry, it would become dull to a light grey. In his wolf form, his fur was peppered, mixed hairs of white and black clashed along his body. Long legs, perfect for running, while still maintaining the build of a warrior. He was strong, and his eyes, they burned with the desire to lead. Determination and survival was bred into his lineage, never allowing him to falter or give up. He was the master hunter, a force to be reckoned with, and above all, pure blood of a lineage that spanned for generations.


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