You're brought into Toronto, Canada, either ordered by the Council to join the Pack or Clan that resides there for the impending war, to strengthen their numbers, and provide a hand within the war, or you've moved here simply to find a fresher start to life. Will you stand on the sidelines in the Neutral Territories? Or will you decide to take part and choose a side? Your destiny awaits you, make sure to head over to our homesite (link found in the Navigation Section) to begin your journey!
The male lycan would quickly learn that the two females were not alike him in the thoughts of the council, and yet he would not mind, the vampire was against joining a clan, as so was the one besides her, Zia’s words alerting him to the fact that she did not see eye to eye with council. Finn could agree that an upcoming war wasn’t the greatest of things to evolve, but at points in time it was necessary, as war can never always be avoided, though it was clear that the two despised the council because of their doings.
“Well I see, I believe everyone should have a choice and an opinion, so fair enough.” He commented without change in friendliness, though after this he was beginning to sense Zia’s dominance radiating off her, years of being a lycan had made him closer than ever with his wolf and so easily noticed that she was projecting dominance, confidence, that she was unafraid of him. Of course Finn was nothing of such, he knew what he was more than capable off and never sought to find ways to prove himself, though of course had she threatened him directly would he give back, but none of this was presented, and so with a cheeky smile he looked back at her with little worry.
“Well I must say I apologize for interrupting you both, I’ll head off, hopefully not to bump into you again.” With a chuckle he untied a leash that was knotted up to the side of his jeans before connecting it with the collar round Bandits neck, the dog still wagging happily. “Will that do alright for ya Zoelle?” He playfully asked the bloodsucker.
OOC:(No probs guys, I've been low on muse as well these past few day.)
"Well, Finn, you best be glad I've just eaten. After all, he looks quite delicious."
Finn chuckled in response, aware of the fact she was only kidding, again he ruffled Bandit’s head, the dog being seated at his side, tongue loosely hung out as he panted heavily trying to get his breath back from his run.
"Oh and please do keep better control of him. I don't quite like dogs climbing all over me or ruining my stuff."
The male lycan would nod in understanding, Finn knew his dog well, and while Bandit was cheeky to some degree the dog knew very well when Finn needed him to settle down and listen to instructions and commands. With little change in tone he replied. “Of course, don’t want him to be eaten now do I.” He smiled to Zoelle before his gaze turned to the other lycan who stated her name was Zia, before she asked a question that had him laugh once more.
“The question that’s on everyone’s mind nowadays.” He sighed. “Indeed I am, for reasons of my own and of course the council. How about you two?” For reasons of his own.....That was about correct, the man was in search of purpose, in search of a new start and to try and mend his damaged heart. The smallest reminder of his reason sent him into moment of silence while he waited for the two to reply, golden orbs drifting to the trees in the distance, the unreal image of her dancing about the trees shone only through his eyes, brown hair made golden by the sun bounced about with her flawless steps, bare feet moving to a silent song, one of sorrow and misery.
He snapped out of it, Bandit rubbing against his leg and pushing his nose against his hand brought him back to reality, for the dog couldn’t see her either, but he could sense the sudden shift in Finn’s posture, but thanks to him Finn didn’t delve too deep, and his faltered smile was corrected as he turned his attention back to the two, and away from the dancing lady.
“Hey! Get back here! Give it here you cocky bastard!” The smile on his face showed his playfulness as he ran, tangled messy blonde hair freely flowing with the wind, it soaked in water, dripping with the liquid like the rest of his body, including his bare chest. It definitely wasn’t his intention to roam around shirtless, but Bandit the dog decided it was to be so, and galloped ahead with Finn’s blue shirt dangling from the canine’s jaws, his coat too soaked with water.
The two had both been in the lake earlier that day, wanting to take a swim before Finn would have to make his way to a new pack that was being formed. But of course his companion had decided to per long their time, and sneakily had grabbed hold of Finn’s shirt and dashed off away with it. The lycan was just pleased that it wasn’t his pants that he thankfully had on now.
Even with the speed of a lycan the man could just not reach the speeding dog that zoomed across the trails and between the growing trees. Of course Finn followed with ease though he had yet to catch up with his silly dog. “Bandit!” He called again in hopes of getting the other male to come back, but this dog had no desire to do so, and kept going while looking over his shoulder with what many would think to be a smile. Not looking where he was going the male dog suddenly slammed into something ahead, a young lady (Zoelle), her legs being collided with the black dogs face and Finn’s shirt that was held in his jaws.
Surprise took on Finn’s features as he quickly made his way towards the two ladies, quickly apologizing for his dog as he grabbed Bandit by the collar and dragged him a good few steps away from the two. “Oh I’m so sorry.” Finn was saying this as he tugged at the shirt that lay in-between Bandit’s mouth, of course the dog just took it as a game and tugged back, that was till Finn lowered his head to face the dog head on, eye to eye, while a smile was still on his lips his words were clear. “Drop it.” The male dog did, before getting a ruffle on the head by the lycan thanking him for doing so.
With everything that had gone on the male hadn’t noticed that his dog had just bumped into a vampire and besides her a lycan, well now he did, with an awkward movement he slowly turned to face them, a little embarrassed about the whole thing, along with the fact that he was trying to stop himself from cringing from the vampires smell, he didn’t want to appear rude, but he hadn’t been around vampires for a while now, and her scent was a bit new to his strong nose. Of course unlike his owner, Bandit’s tail wagged without a second thought, the male dog staring at the two with his bright orange eyes.
Quickly Finn put on his shirt, covering his chest he felt the awkwardness go down a level. “Sorry about him, he can be an idiot sometimes.” He chuckled as he glanced down at his dog for a second before returning his gaze to the girls. “I gotta say, it’s been a while since I’ve seen two of different kinds coexisting, I have nothing against, I just find it rare.” He was being honest; he didn’t often see two of such different species being with one another, though he was pleased that there were some that weren’t going to war, unlike him, which he kind of felt some guilt for doing so.
“The names Finn, this is Bandit.” His casual tone and friendliness proved that he had no difficulties when it came to talking to new people, but were these two the same?
OOC: Thought I'd have him hangout here for now, I hope that's alright with you guys.
Get better Zoe 
