(March 29, 2011)
(The secondo part of the stop in Sacramento)
The car, a white Ford Taurus, labored as it moved all of us through downtown Sacramento. Our destination was a park that had been chosen da Brandon, Lilly's new "mate" as a site for a rendezvous. In the tronco of the Taurus was a fully kitted out semi-automatic M4 carabina with alaser, a tac light, a scope, grip, and dual mags with FMJ rounds. Riding in a shoulder fondina was a puledro, colt M1911A1 pistol dato to me da Jon, Kate's mate. Before we had left on our half-cocked adventure, he had dato me the weapon with the instructions to "Protect Kate at all costs." I intended to do as he asked.
Within 4 blocks, I could see the park. On the flight in, I had hammered out what our contact would be wearing and I was glad that my M4 had a long range scope on it. I would be able to see the people from a distance.
I retrieved the fucile from the trunk, told the Lupi to stay in the car and howl if they needed help, and climbed up to the roof of what had looked like a dry cleaners. I sighted down the scope.
The hypervivid image of great optics jumped out at me. I could see every button on a shirt, every rivet in a pair of jeans. I panned right and got a visual on our contact. Healthy Hispanic male, approximately 6', wearing a Lilly t-shirt and tan shorts.
"We've got him," I told the group once I had returned to the car.
We drove the last few blocks and double parked. I left the car and walked over to our contact.
"Brandon?" I asked. He nodded. "Let's go."
He followed me to the car and got in the passengers seat.
A few minuti later, we were pulling up in front of a small house. A beautiful white lupo was standing in front of it.
"LILLY!" yelled Garth excitedly. He leaped out of the window and embraced her. Brandon jumped from the car with the air of yelling at someone, but he never got the chance. I jumped from the car too and in a single fluid motion, drew the M1911 and aimed down the sights.
"Freeze!" I yelled. He froze. Lilly and Garth both stared at me. "Back up, Brandon."
He took a step towards me and I automatically took one back.
"What gives, dude? She's my mate!" he yelled at me. I tightened my grip on the weapon. He turned and started walking in Lilly's direction. I told him again to freeze, but he didn't listen, so I pointed the muzzle of the handgun skyward and pulled the trigger. The blast of the gunshot echoed down the strada, via and the gun kicked in my hand. The brass casing clinked as it landed on the street.
Brandon jumped a mile in the air. He looked at me like I was crazy, which maybe I was, but he didn't test me again. At this point, I told Scar and Kate that they too could get out of the car and both of them immediately went and hugged Lilly too.
Garth started talking to Lilly in a hurried whisper, which I assumed was a result of the gunshot. She whispered back at him.
At one point in their conversation, I noticed that Garth was crying. This immediately perked my interest, as Alphas shouldn't be crying for any reason.
"-go back, Garth, I Amore Brandon," detto Lilly.
"But why? te loved me first!" Garth argued.
"Garth-" began Kate, intending to soothe him. But he wouldn't be soothed. Garth immediately turned and lunged for Kate. He hadn't moved più than a foot before the M1911 was raised.
"Garth!" I screamed, and pulled the trigger.
My aim was dead on, the bullet passing within an inch of Garth's paw. It drilled into a row of fiore pots, shattering them.
Garth froze.
"Garth, get back in the car," I told him. He did. "Brandon, thanks for letting us see Lilly."
He nodded.
Everyone, including me, wished Lilly luck and we too piled back in the car.
"Now, let's get back to the chopper before we get arrested."
I drove like a bat out of hell through the city, trying to get away.
We reached the airport and made our way to the MD500. I fired the engine and we got in.
"Mike Delta Three Four Three, requesting permission for takeoff, departing to the north."
I received the clearance and we lifted off at 1650.
(The secondo part of the stop in Sacramento)
The car, a white Ford Taurus, labored as it moved all of us through downtown Sacramento. Our destination was a park that had been chosen da Brandon, Lilly's new "mate" as a site for a rendezvous. In the tronco of the Taurus was a fully kitted out semi-automatic M4 carabina with alaser, a tac light, a scope, grip, and dual mags with FMJ rounds. Riding in a shoulder fondina was a puledro, colt M1911A1 pistol dato to me da Jon, Kate's mate. Before we had left on our half-cocked adventure, he had dato me the weapon with the instructions to "Protect Kate at all costs." I intended to do as he asked.
Within 4 blocks, I could see the park. On the flight in, I had hammered out what our contact would be wearing and I was glad that my M4 had a long range scope on it. I would be able to see the people from a distance.
I retrieved the fucile from the trunk, told the Lupi to stay in the car and howl if they needed help, and climbed up to the roof of what had looked like a dry cleaners. I sighted down the scope.
The hypervivid image of great optics jumped out at me. I could see every button on a shirt, every rivet in a pair of jeans. I panned right and got a visual on our contact. Healthy Hispanic male, approximately 6', wearing a Lilly t-shirt and tan shorts.
"We've got him," I told the group once I had returned to the car.
We drove the last few blocks and double parked. I left the car and walked over to our contact.
"Brandon?" I asked. He nodded. "Let's go."
He followed me to the car and got in the passengers seat.
A few minuti later, we were pulling up in front of a small house. A beautiful white lupo was standing in front of it.
"LILLY!" yelled Garth excitedly. He leaped out of the window and embraced her. Brandon jumped from the car with the air of yelling at someone, but he never got the chance. I jumped from the car too and in a single fluid motion, drew the M1911 and aimed down the sights.
"Freeze!" I yelled. He froze. Lilly and Garth both stared at me. "Back up, Brandon."
He took a step towards me and I automatically took one back.
"What gives, dude? She's my mate!" he yelled at me. I tightened my grip on the weapon. He turned and started walking in Lilly's direction. I told him again to freeze, but he didn't listen, so I pointed the muzzle of the handgun skyward and pulled the trigger. The blast of the gunshot echoed down the strada, via and the gun kicked in my hand. The brass casing clinked as it landed on the street.
Brandon jumped a mile in the air. He looked at me like I was crazy, which maybe I was, but he didn't test me again. At this point, I told Scar and Kate that they too could get out of the car and both of them immediately went and hugged Lilly too.
Garth started talking to Lilly in a hurried whisper, which I assumed was a result of the gunshot. She whispered back at him.
At one point in their conversation, I noticed that Garth was crying. This immediately perked my interest, as Alphas shouldn't be crying for any reason.
"-go back, Garth, I Amore Brandon," detto Lilly.
"But why? te loved me first!" Garth argued.
"Garth-" began Kate, intending to soothe him. But he wouldn't be soothed. Garth immediately turned and lunged for Kate. He hadn't moved più than a foot before the M1911 was raised.
"Garth!" I screamed, and pulled the trigger.
My aim was dead on, the bullet passing within an inch of Garth's paw. It drilled into a row of fiore pots, shattering them.
Garth froze.
"Garth, get back in the car," I told him. He did. "Brandon, thanks for letting us see Lilly."
He nodded.
Everyone, including me, wished Lilly luck and we too piled back in the car.
"Now, let's get back to the chopper before we get arrested."
I drove like a bat out of hell through the city, trying to get away.
We reached the airport and made our way to the MD500. I fired the engine and we got in.
"Mike Delta Three Four Three, requesting permission for takeoff, departing to the north."
I received the clearance and we lifted off at 1650.
Shadow, the older brother, is the envy of many wolves. Unlike Seth, o Northrend, Shadow gets females attracted to him, da raw strength... Not personality, o anything else. That's the onl reason he hasn't chosen any mate yet. His tough black outside resembles the body build of a bear. In strength and muscles only. He is the strongest of all Seth's family, and despite the scar on his right thigh, the evil black eyes, and the two sharp fangs, he has a cuore of gold.
Personality: Determined, stubborn, and ornery. Quite the strategist.
Appearance: Jet black fur, with a scar, on his thigh.
Mate: STILL OPEN
Distinguishing features: Elongated claws. Was born this way.
Theme song: Dignity da new politics.
te may o my not herd of Humphrey and Kate,but te haven't herd of the packs out west.Two tribes,named E6 and and E7.They stand for Estras6 and Estras7.This story is about a lone lupo that came back from his mission to find destruction.AS he entered his native packs'(E7)camp,he saw the alpha lupo with teeth marks in his neck that look exactly like ones from another pack.when he left his camp that was burning slowly,he saw the E6 camp suffered the same fate. Leaving the valley that held the two camps the lone lupo only felt the sharp desire revenge and in memory named himself E13.
[This articolo is from humphrey's son Jon's point of view]
Here I am sitting in the pits not just any pit though my dads pit i was there for the Daytona 500 hundred watching the race which was 300 laps in and it was getting intense my dad was in Fourth and began to pass through the middle of two cars i was scared but he made it skimming one cars front end then he mde the pass on the lead car and tapped it bumper making it swerve then it hit my dad back end and sent him hard into the bacheca flipping and ripping the car apart when it came to a rest it burst to flames for sevral moment i was scared my dad was dead the the officials exstingushed the fuoco and there was movement in the race car and my dad pulled himself out and took off his casco i was so glad even though we didn't win the race but my dad still went with the paramedic just to be checked and they found he had a broken rib but other than that he was fine but a bit shooken up....[End Of Part 1]
Here I am sitting in the pits not just any pit though my dads pit i was there for the Daytona 500 hundred watching the race which was 300 laps in and it was getting intense my dad was in Fourth and began to pass through the middle of two cars i was scared but he made it skimming one cars front end then he mde the pass on the lead car and tapped it bumper making it swerve then it hit my dad back end and sent him hard into the bacheca flipping and ripping the car apart when it came to a rest it burst to flames for sevral moment i was scared my dad was dead the the officials exstingushed the fuoco and there was movement in the race car and my dad pulled himself out and took off his casco i was so glad even though we didn't win the race but my dad still went with the paramedic just to be checked and they found he had a broken rib but other than that he was fine but a bit shooken up....[End Of Part 1]
I was in the forest and all the sudden a group of Lupi attacked me. I tore them up. Blood was all over the snow and my fur. The blood tasted good for some reason.When I had left the valley a few human had followed me. The human tranquilized me and took me to a testing facility in Nevada called area 51. They injected me with this serum that had a strange golden color. When I was injected with it I had the strongest urge I've ever felt to kill everything in that room and I couldn't control it... It was one of my rampages I felt the adrenaline rush through my veins and then the incredible strength that the serum gave me was a major threat. Then I tore out the sergon's neck and then the other three. The door opened and six security guard scrambled to see where I was but I was already out of the facility I had crawled through the vents and jumped over their fences. There was a defect to the serum though, it turned my pelliccia black...