Adina Inferni
(Favorite Thread)Art by shapetales
Loners & Creatures
An inflated number of Loners at the start of 2019 saw a steady decline with the formation of two new packs to the area. As Loner Bands are wont to do, some were formed only to dissolve again later in the year, while smaller bodies of Loners and solitary individuals continued to survive on their own.
- Though no longer an official Loner Band, Biff's Bar remained an active and popular establishment for all kinds of Luperci -- pack-members and Loners alike -- to grab a drink, swap information, or simply meet new canines.
- A menagerie of fugitives from Portland, known collectively as The Troupe, sought refuge in the area in January and traveled throughout the regions as nomads throughout the year.
- The Eyes of Omni disappeared sometime early in the year, though whether the band moved out of the area or dissolved altogether remained a mystery nagging at the minds of only a small handful remaining victims.
- In March, La Marea was formed with a single purpose in mind: exact revenge and wreak havoc on Cour des Miracles. Weeks of tormenting the pack and its members lead to a final battle that dissolved the band after most of its members were killed. But while the Court defeated their enemy, victory was overshadowed by the irreparable damage that had already been done.
- The loss of Cour des Miracles saw a smaller court form in April. Petite Cour became a sanctuary for surviving members of their old pack and remained in the heart of their newly-constructed village until November, when continued misfortune and tragedy drove its members to part ways.
- After following The Cartel north to the Burnt Church Mountains, a misfit group of traders, rancheros, and moonshiners banded together to form the Drygrass Posse in early April. A series of events, born from the hatred of an old enemy, encouraged the two bands to work together in order neutralize their common threat. As a result, both bands dissolved in June to form a new pack: Del Cenere Gang.
- Later in April, months after the loss of family, friends, and their very homeland, a handful of survivors and refugees established themselves in the area and formed New Caledonia in order to preserve their old culture and beliefs. Members of The Shoal formed friendships with members of the new band and eventually helped to see it become a new pack of the same name, effectively dissolving both bands.
- Towards the end of the year, The Order dissolved after several of its members parted ways to follow other interests.
Adrianna Julia
Not quite a traditional Madam, but Adri had never been quite good at following tradition if her entire existence was a reflection on that.
Art by San
Andalusia de Cubana
It would not be the case; she refused to let her blood be shed by that weapon, that weapon that had destroyed her life and her love.
Art by Jasmae
Ask Fylgja
There was fire around us, so I should have known why
The touch of his hands were as cold as his eyes
Art by ArtisticJackal
Asura Creo
(Favorite Thread)She searched for the wolf that her elk had been hellbent on stomping. “I’m sorry, but, if you’re hungry, you’ll have to find food elsewhere.”
Art by Remarin on Deviantart
Barracuda
(Favorite Thread) (Mature)“¡Ve por ellos, Drift!” Barracuda snarled before calling out to Charles as he attempted to kick the golden-furred male in the side, “Oi, Chip! I got something more your size in here!”
Art by Songbird
Beatrix Poiteir
(Favorite Thread)"Travel is a part of the cycle of life. Our ancestors traveled across the lands beside the First Human, and continued to travel once they abandoned us to live alone in this world. Be strong as we make our own journey now, for this is a journey we have decided to make. We must trust in ourselves, just as we trust in The Creator."
Art by Corie
Brîska Hesso
(Favorite Thread)She thumbed one of the golden droplets in her ears, and thought of her client's husky words: There will be more where this came from.
Maybe she would retire after this.
Art by Public Domain
Charles "Chip" Houlihan
(Favorite Thread) (Mature)The furrows that wrinkled the bridge of Charles' nose quickly grew deep and sharp when his nickname – a curse that he had his own jerkass sister to thank for – dribbled out of the ocean-eyed sailor's stupid mouth. He gritted his molars with such force that his masseter muscles bulged sharply out from his cheeks and made his underbite decidedly more defined. He clenched his fists at his side, not breaking his eye contact with Barricuda's face to bother who it was the douchecanoe was gesturing to.
Art by Mandi
Dolores Kasper
(Favorite Thread) (Mature)Donnie looked at her again, and this time there was something like hope in her eyes: hope, tempered by pangs of conscience, and a careful fondness.
She said, "What if you and I—" and she did not finish.
Art by Raze
Driftwood
(Favorite Thread) (Mature)“Barracuda was being lewd.” Driftwood explained gruffly, not caring to go into further detail.
Art by Songbird
Jethro Lykoi
(Favorite Thread) (Mature)“Only after disaster can we be resurrected. It's only after you've lost everything that you're free to do anything. Nothing is static, everything is evolving, everything is falling apart.” ― Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club
Art by San
Lazarus Damaichu
Art by Saterina
Lucia Amarok
(Favorite Thread) (Mature)"I'll keep you safe." It would seem like a foolish thing to utter, the least who needed protection was one such as himself. But it felt very important in that moment.
Art by Kiri
Malik Amaranthe
(Favorite Thread) (Mature)Where enough wealth pooled to pay for such luxuries, other troubles came; Like sharks to chummed water.
Art by Art by Alaine
Milos Parhelion
(Favorite Thread)Pausing long enough to allow his son to respond, Milos watched Percival carefully and opened up his arms when the young man who would always be his little boy leaned forwards and accepted his invitation for a hug. Closing his eyes, Milos touched the back of Percy's head gently and reveled in this first – and maybe last – moment of physical affection with his son in a very long time.
Art by FluffGator @ FA
Norah Morelli
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Pascal Sadira
(Favorite Thread)I'm nothing like the pictures they had made.
I don't step on the stones that they have laid.
I run and run and run and run and run.
Art by Raze
Sawyer Cook
(Favorite Thread) (Mature)"Seems to me—" Lee said, feeling for the words, "seems to me the place you fight cruelty is where you find it, and the place you give help is where you see it needed.” ― Philip Pullman, The Subtle Knife
Art by Alaine
Shaamah
(Favorite Thread)”In your lambent gamble, I am subject to the established practice of idle prattle inquiries, such as, to what it was that brought you to Salsola,” Despite the placid, yet baritone hum that his voice traveled to his new company with, the detachment was grandly evident, the confident callous, and an added dash of a condescending meter to his lexis reformed from his recently resurfaced conundrums of younger days, paved the route for their interaction.
Art by Despi
Silas Kasper
(Favorite Thread)At his most desperate he was certain of it, his son was not truly dead, and the fire that burned in his belly was part of his soul: a vengeful ghost.
Art by Raze
Tak Oreille
Art by Miyu
Victoria "Vic" Houlihan
(Favorite Thread) (Mature)Nearby, Vic offered laughter and insults and jeers at Oberyn's expense while the pack of dogs descended upon him.
Art by Mandi