forum I would like a werewolf RP myself lol

Started February 12, 2022 by Deleted user

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Reyna was wandering the icy forests, sometimes as a wolf, sometimes human, sometimes something in between, not stopping, needing to get away, find a way. Her ears perk up at the soft crunch of snow behind her. She whirls, seeing another wolf. A… timber wolf. she thinks to herself.

Mardicos was wandering through the woods in his wolf form, not even trying to hide his mostly black fur. Why should he hide? Why should he care if others saw him? No one knew him, and it had been centuries since he had last befriended anyone.

As he wandered, he picked up the trail of another wolf. He sniffed the air, then looked around. A wolf, or a werewolf? He wasn’t sure, so he just casually followed the scent. He found the wolf, staring at her with a neutral stance.

Reyna stays where she is, not backing down, staring into those icy blue eyes. She sniffs the air, and cocks one ear back. Another wolf.

Adam had picked up on the trail long ago, and had been bounding along for days, in a very foul mood. Finally, I'll catch up.

As he came up on her, he caught the scent of another wolf.

Mardicos stared at her, noticing her stance. He huffed, looking increasingly bored. He then turned and started heading away. Why should he care about another wolf in the area?

Reyna hesitates, then follows, a wolfish sighs escaping her. He was obviously his own sort of alpha, and despite being a former alpha herself, she found herself forming a new pack bond. She listens as Adam follows.

Adam felt these bonds himself, and felt his spirits lifting.

Mardicos stopped mid-step when he noticed the other following him. He turned around, a low growl echoing from his throat. He then barked, a loud call that echoed for miles. Any small creatures nearby rushed away in a fearful frenzy.

Reyna looks at Mardicos cooly, unflinching. She shifts then: one moment a white wolf, the next a pale human wrapped in furs.

Adam freezes, and gives a wolfish laugh, shifting himself. "So, a werewolf, huh?"

Reyna does not acknowledge Adam except for with an irritated ear twitch. Adam shrugs, but persists.

"And I suppose you are a werewolf too, right?" he asks, directing his attention to Mardicos.

Mardicos watched, not really surprised. He growled at the newcomer, watching him closely. He doesn’t bother to acknowledge the man’s question, instead huffing at him as a warning to leave him alone.

Mardicos then turned around again, wanting to be away from these two. They seemed like pups to him, and he wanted nothing to do with a pack.

Reyna snarls slightly, smelling Mardicos's line of thought. "I am no pup."

Adam just shrugs and shifts again, sniffing around.

Mardicos paused at the woman’s words. He looked over his shoulder, giving her a stern glare, then continued onward. He would find his clothes first, then put this woman in her place.

Reyna waits, hands on her hips, able to smell this angry outcast's intentions. Good luck, bud.

Meanwhile Adam was happily digging into the frozen earth, a puppyish energy about him. Reyna snorts and continues ignoring him.

When Mardicos reached the tree where he had hid his clothes, he stopped and steeled himself for the slow, painful morph. As his body changed, fur falling and bones snapping, he cried out in agony. Wolf howls became human screams, then he sprawled on the ground, panting as he recovered.

Mardicos groaned after a moment, then slowly sat up and dressed. He put his dagger on his belt and carried his axe, walking back to the others with a determined, irritated stride.

“You are a fucking pup! And there’s no way you can deny it! One, you’re too goddamn social. Two, your partner, or whatever the fuck he is, here is just outright obvious. And three, you don’t know when to leave someone alone. Besides, I can fucking smell it on you. You’re young, both in body and in mind. So, fuck off!”Mardicos snapped.

He glared at the woman, his posture solid, prepared for whatever she decided to do. His hand held tight onto the axe, and he barely held himself back from cracking her skull with one swing. He hated being bothered by lost pups! Pups meant packs, and packs were nothing but trouble.

Reyna grimly listens, and by the time Mardicos had finished his rant she was flushed red with rage and a barely controlled instinct to slap the shit out of this asshole.

"Social my goddamn ass. And I have no idea who the fuck this moron is. I do know when to leave someone alone, but you…" she stops for a moment, her eyes glinting strangely. "You are a packless alpha, like me. You know how our kind's instincts work, coward."

A low growl echoed from his throat, and fur slowly grew along his arms. Claws also grew on Mardicos’ fingertips, blood dripping from them. One eye turned an icy blue, the same as his wolf form. His body was completely still except for his breathing.

“You don’t know when to leave someone alone. Yes, I’m a packless alpha, but I’m also a fucking feral. Have you ever led a pack of true wolves before? They’re much more sophisticated than you might think, and much more accommodating. And our kind… no. We may be lycanthropes, but I am a completely different fucking beast. So, you might want to watch your words before you lose your tongue,”he said, his voice low and quiet, anger dripping from every word.

(Haven't been the most active this week, apologies…anyway, just gonna throw my gal into the mix)

Vitara had finally found someplace she could stay away from others. Tucked away in a far corner of the woods, she was content to stay where she was, curled up under a rock outcropping as a wolf in blissful silence. But the silence only lasted so long before she heard a bark. There was no doubt in her mind that it had come from another wolf, something she didn't like roaming around on her territory. It wasn't well marked, but she knew they had to be near her part of the woods.

Slowly, she uncurled and got to her feet with a low huff before trotting off towards the commotion. She had no intention of talking, she simply wanted them to go away, but as she neared the source of the noise, she smelled not one, but three separate humans. Finally, she was close enough to see the three from a spot several long yards away; careful to stay downwind of the group to keep herself relatively hidden. It didn't do much as she wasn't hiding behind a tree, but the largest one couldn't actively spot her, which was a win in her book.

Reyna also half-shifts to match Mardicos. Her eyes blaze with fury, and a biting cold comes from her. The snowstorm grows in intensity.

"Do not presume to tell me what I do and do not know. We are all feral, even that moron digging in the snow over there. Even if we used to have our own packs that we lost. And completely different beast my ass. Both of us are infected with lycanthropy. That is enough. And-" she pauses for emphasis. "I would watch your threats, lest you find yourself incapable of following through."

Adam stops digging, and growls slightly, shifting to full human and stepping between the two furious weres.

"Settle down." he says amiably.

Reyna growls and whirls on him. "Do not presume to tell me what to do, pup."

(Sorry about taking so long to reply to this one. It was a combination of being swamped by life and rps, and a momentary lack of inspiration)
(I’ve seen that pic before)

Mardicos noticed how the snowstorm picked up, and the sight of the snow calmed him a bit. The fur faded from his arms, though his claws and icy blue eye remained. He rolled his eyes at Reyna, his anger turning into disdain.

“Moron is a good word, for both of you. And I am cursed, not infected. There is a difference. Also, you don’t know jack shit of what I can fucking do. You might be a fucking witch, but if there’s one thing I hate more than other lycanthropes, it’s witches. Trust me, I’ve fucked quite a few, and killed every single one of them,”Mardicos growled.

When Adam intervened, Mardicos huffed and took a single step forward.

“Fuck off, boy!”Mardicos snapped, his voice almost seeming to echo with power.

(You're good! I get it.)
(Really? I've seen it a few times over the past year, but never had any good reason to say anything about it until I joined here and made this place, lol.)

Reyna waves dismissively. "Cursed, infected. Different words, same meaning in this case. And I think I might, considering just how pissy you are. Generally, the more powerful the werewolf, the more pissy they are."

She snarls at the word "witch." "A witch I am not, asshole. I am a white wolf, thank you very fucking much, and I do not take kindly to being called a fucking witch."

Adam snarls, but doesn't back down, his tattoos gleaming like starlight on snow. "No, I don't think I will. It would leave you open for attack from the she-wolf nearby."

Reyna twitches her ears in annoyance. "She is not the issue here, boy, you are."

Vitara watched the scene in amusement, realizing quite early on that the three were werewolves, like herself. And while they technically hadn't stepped onto her territory, they were close enough that she decided to talk to them. If they fought they could scare off the scarce prey she relied on to survive.

Padding towards the group, she purposely stepped loudly, stopping a few yards away as she waited to see if they noticed her. Still in wolf form, she didn't give off the impression that she was a werewolf, until she spoke. "Not to sound rude, but could you three buzz off and fight somewhere else?" Her voice was only slightly louder than the wind of the snowstorm, but she was sure they could hear her. Wether or not they listened to her was yet to be seen

Reyna snorts and doesn't deign to turn to face the new were. "Fuck off. Nobody asked your opinion."

Adam smiles at Vitara, however, his tattoos still gleaming. "Join us. Not the fight, but our merry little group. We're stronger together."

Reyna growls. "I am not joining a pack that includes you."

(Shrug. I saw the pic a while back. I actually have it saved, just in case it inspires me or something like that)

A growl came from deep in Mardicos’ throat at Reyna’s words. His fingers flexed, anger coming back to his eyes.

“Witch. White wolf. Same fucking thing to me. Just like you and your ‘cursed and infected’. I was cursed by a fucking witch, not infected by another lycanthrope!”he snapped.

Mardicos huffed at Adam.

“You think I’m afraid of a fucking fight! I’ve lived through two, possibly three, fucking wars! I could fucking give a shit!”

Mardicos immediately turned when he heard the approach of another. Even though the she-wolf appeared only like a wolf, he could smell her lycanthropy through the storm.

“And why should you be of any significance?”he hissed at the she-wolf. His attention then turned back to Adam, a much louder growl coming from him.

“If you think I want anything to do with the three of you fucking children, then you are dumber than I fucking thought. And I already considered you a dumbass!”he snarled.