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Post by Grimm on Sept 29, 2012 19:03:23 GMT -5
[glow=white,2,300]Eclipse Holt [/font][/glow] What part of 'born wolf' don't you understand? [/size][/color][/font] The work day was over, the horn that announced the end of the work day had already blasted and Eclipse was standing before his locker pulling out his leather jacket. Things were looking up and the pack was growing, there was even a Lead Warrior for the pack and he was meeting her this afternoon.
Shrugging his jacket on, he placed his phone in his pocket and his wallet in his back pocket. Looking down, he tapped each boot toe against the lockers, knocking off a little of the grime and dust that normally settled on them after a long day at work. His home had suddenly become a neat place, due to a certain she-wolf that had recently joined the pack. Shaking his head, the Alpha Male walked out of the Steel Mill and heading toward his motorcycle that was parked outside of the Steel Mill.
Once out the doors his brows furrowed as he noticed someone standing by his bike. Both hands went into his jacket pockets, he made his way quickly over to the motorcycle, stopping a few feet from her. "Are you looking for someone?"
[/color] he asked, honey orbs scanning over the female, nostrils flaring to take in her scent.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by Âłíșōñ on Sept 29, 2012 19:19:19 GMT -5
Alison DiLaurentis was never one to wait when she really wanted something. And what she really wanted was to meet Eclipse Holt, the Alpha Male of her pack Infiniteria. Sure, she had been part of Infiniteria for around two years, but she was always out and about and she had never formally met the Alpha. Weight on her right foot, she smiled a sexy and edgey grin before, more or less, formally introducing himself. Yea, actually. And I'm pretty sure you're the guy. I'm Alison DiLaurentis--your new Head Warrior. My condolences for the last. I heard he was hunted... She pursed her full, pink, shiney lips before giving him an earnest apologetic look.
She crossed her arms over her chest but then looked down and realized this stance made her boobs stick out, so she artfully put her hands in the pockets of her super skinny jeans. She was a perfect weight, had amazing curves, and she had the biggest boobs and butt anyone would ever see. Altogether making her...well...perfect. Ali's blond curls were soft, shiney, and silky--the most beautiful you would probably ever see. Her eyes were the most exquisite shade of baby blue and her make-up was applied selectively and perfectly.
Alison smiled at him with a smile so beautiful, it was heart-breaking. You're Eclipse, right? Today, Ali was in a good mood. She didn't have a plan this time as she just decided to wing it and see what would happen. Surprisingly, she was being sincere about everything she was saying--not that it would matter. The only person who could ever see through Alison's facades even the slightest was Ali's best friend, and a fellow warrior, Spencer Hastings. |
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Post by Grimm on Sept 30, 2012 11:29:42 GMT -5
This was something he had meant when talking with Elena; he didn't even really know his own Lead Warrior, the female that was defending his pack while he was dealing with something else. Taking a deep breath, Eclipse moved toward the female, a slight circling pattern to his movements.
Granted, he hadn't ever really met this female, he wasn't to sure about her. She seemed a little to . . . clean for his taste, but he could understand that a wolf could have two faces. Taking in her appearance, he found that she was pretty, a little young for him, but then again he didn't have much in the department of closer age groups to consider. She was a year younger than Charlotte and Azuki which meant she would have to prove herself to him quiet a bit if she wanted to keep the title and position she had claimed.
"You would be correct," he stated, kind of just wanting his motorcycle and his house. "You could have just gone to the house and met me there . . . . There was no reason to come here," he stated, hearing some human coworkers hooping and hollering at him from the Steel Mill entrance. Most didn't know about his personal life and some were curious. Anything they could find out about him they tended to hoard over him. He would be hearing about this for quiet awhile. Gaze turning toward the humans, he simply lifted his lip and they scattered.
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Post by Âłíșōñ on Sept 30, 2012 12:24:02 GMT -5
Ali raised an eye brow as he circled her. He looked her over and she watched his expression. He seemed to be deep in thought. When he spoke she couldn't help but frown at the hooting and hollering of his co-workers. When he scared them away she smirked and shifted her weight so that she was standing with her weight equally distributed on both legs. She nodded, pursing her lips thoughtfully. She thought about her answer carefully.
I could have. Y'know since I live there and all, but I was anxious. Wouldn't you be if you'd been in a pack for a year and you were just meeting your Alpha? She smiled and looked into his eyes. The smile wearing off, she sighed and pulled out a beer can from her bag. She popped it open and chugged some of it down. She took an un-opened, cold can out of her bag and gestured toward him. Want one? |
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Post by Grimm on Oct 6, 2012 11:02:59 GMT -5
[glow=white,2,300]Eclipse Holt [/font][/glow] What part of 'born wolf' don't you understand? [/size][/color][/font] Eying the un-opened beer, he lifted a brow. Reaching out, he took the beer and popped the tab. Yes, he would be anxious to meet an Alpha he hadn't met but been in the pack, but then again, he wouldn't have been in a pack for a year and never met the Alpha. "We have a different way of thinking,"
[/color] he stated, shaking his head before taking a sip of the beer. "Your position in the pack stands on how well you can keep it,"[/color] he stated, finishing off the beer and tossing it into one of the trash cans. "You are right, the last Lead Warrior was hunted, but then again, we've lost a couple of members of the pack to Hunters,"[/color] he said while moving past her and throwing a leg over his bike. Placing both hands on the handlebars, he glanced toward her. "Keep your head, help protect our family, and you'll be able to stay our Lead Warrior . . . Let the pack down and you'll lose your title and position and be returned to training with the person I chose,"[/color] he growled, eyes flashing a warning as he turned on the bike. "Now, you can return to the den . . . I'll take the patrol of the territory for the evening," he stated, already starting the bike and waiting for her to turn and wonder off. There were other things that needed to be done around the land and he had things he needed to do.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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