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[Ellie Marie]

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Ellie stealthily wandered the streets of Volterra. The sun had set if not one hour earlier and Ellie was extremely happy about that. She had been sitting in a dark ally for most of the day and was happy to be out. Even though she could have sat there for a few years, she would much rather be wandering the streets of Volterra.

Ellie's darkening eyes looked around at the city she had spent a long time in. Her pale lips of granite smiled when she remembered her time here. Good times. she thought as she walked, her white flats making no sound as she moved. Her white sweat pants made a light swish as she walked down the street.

Ellie stopped when she reached the mouth of a dark ally. Reaching back, she grabbed the hood of her multi colored hood and pulled if over her red hair. Her bangs flattened slightly as the hood rested on them. Part of her red eyes were covered because of it. Reaching up, she pulled her hair from behind her neck and pulled it over in front of her. Walking over to the ally wall, she leaned against it. Lifting her right foot, she rested it against the simple brick. Lowering her head, she watched the street from under her hood and bangs.

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Status;; Finished/Unfinished
Word Count;; 221
Notes;; Sorry its so suckish =/
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[Samantha Kale]

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Sam was bored... absolutely dying of boredom. She had come with her Geography class to Tuskany for a fieldtrip, and well being what she is she was restless and wanted to get out. So she had snuck out of the hotel, and she had ran until Volterra was in her sights. Most werewolves fear this city, and she was no exception, and the ones that don't quickly learn to fear it. But she knew the dangers; Volterra was crawling with vampires, one of those being the notorius werewolf killer Caius.

Sam was young for a werewolf only seventeen years old, she had stopped aging when she was sixteen, she was born a werewolf so she was used to the night sky and the full moon. The thought of the full moon made her look to the sky, in two days it would be the full moon.... and she would still be here in Italy. She shrugged it off she would find some woods or something that she could go hunt in later to satisfy her thirst. She thought of Apollo, her pet dog, she had been forced to leave him back in Washington. He was probably dying without her there.

She pulled her ebony hair down out of it's ponytail, not really knowing why but something told her to, instinct maybe. Along with her black hair she wore a black lace tanktop, black jeans, a black jacket, and black converse. She had worn all black for no real reason, if a vampire saw her then they saw her. But the clothing itself was easy to remove and put back on when she transformed. The only color on her was the gold cross that hung around her neck, you would NEVER find this girl wearing silver, she couldn't. She moved with silence through some dark allys, some of them putting her on edge cause the smell of vampire would fill her sensitive nose. I really should be getting back to the hotel... She thought when she swore she saw a shadowy figure and then the smell of vampire filled her nose. Aw Crap.

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Status: Finished
Word Count: 381
Character: Samantha Kale (Werewolf; NOT A SHAPESHIFTER)
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[Ellie Marie]

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As Ellie leaned against the wall, she listened to all the sounds around her. Every few minutes, she would smell the air, trying to find something out of the ordinary. She frowned as she leaned there, completely still. She was beyond bored and was considering going off and looking for something to do. Ellie huffed a sigh of boredom as her white ballet flat slid off the plain brick wall. Pushing with her hands, she propelled herself away from the wall and stood in the middle of the ally.

Ellie placed her white hands on her hips. They almost matched her white sweat pants. Her black nails stood out against the pants and they slightly sparkled from the silver sparkle specks in the polish. Her fingers drummed against her hip bone as she stood there, staring at the end of the ally. Sighing, she stepped back over to the wall and leaned back against it. Her figure all but blended into the plain wall, other then her pants.

Her red eyes closed as she leaned there, bored out of her mind. Suddenly her eyes popped open and a menacing growl came from her white throat. Her red eyes narrowed as she smelled the werewolf. "And what would the likes of you be doing out here all alone?" Ellie spoke to the werewolf. Her sensitive nose wrinkled at the scent and she lifted her head to look at the black clad figure. As she looked at the shadowy figure, she spotted a glint of cold from a necklace around the figure's neck. "Of course it would be gold." she thought. Probing her power out, she poked at the figure's mind, out of boredom from waiting for the werewolf to speak.

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For;; Sam and Open
Status;; Finished/Unfinished
Word Count;; 289
Notes;; OMG sorry it took so long >< i wasn't able to get on long enough to post cause i was working like crazy these past few days and I was grounded
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[Samantha Kale]

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Sam wasn't surprised to find a vampire there and the smell made her nose hurt, if that was even possible, she was going to ignore the blood sucker but obviously the leech didn't feel like leaving her alone. Sam wasn't truly afraid and her stance and tone told this, "Nothing that concerns you leech, thats for sure." Sam snapped.

This vampire seemed to have a Gaelic heritage...... maybe it was the red hair or the accent Sam couldn't have been too sure. She wasn't the oldest of werewolves, actually she was probably the youngest out there in this anti-werewolf world. Her dark locks of hair seemed very contrast to her pale skin, but her icy eyes were burning through anything and everything even this vampire. She had vampire friends, a few really but they were all Golden vampires, this one wasn't.

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Status: Finished
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Character: Samantha Kale (Werewolf; NOT A SHAPESHIFTER)
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