Okay.

It was a dark day, clouds covering almost all of the sky, making it almost pitch-black. The sun managed to light up a little of the world, though, piercing through the clouds where the sky wasn't almost black.

Maveric (the werewolf) walked in the darkness, heading towards the park. He thought it was pretty nice, and ran a hand through his ash-blonde hair.

Alaric (vampire that I didn't make a form for) sauntered towards the park, glad that it was dark. He was starting school in about a month and he wasn't sure whether he should be excited or not

(do we start the game with her as a tamer or does that come later)
Luna was in the park enjoying the day
there was a nice breeze blowing

(Whichever you want to do I'm fine with)

Maveric reached the park first, the breeze rustling his already tousled hair. He usually had a cap with him, but he didn't today.

Alaric arrived at the park after Maveric, glad that the sky was dark.

(This is Maveric


And this is Alaric
)

(all say she starts one)
her ears perk and she turns to the new comers
she sighs at the vampire
(want to say she has animal ears and a tail)

(Yeah, okay! Go right ahead!)

Alaric shoots a small smile at Luna, completely ignoring Maveric.
Maveric rolls his eyes at the back of Alaric's head. "Hello to you, too."

'' not aging i just had stiches,'' she says to Alaric ''hello Marvic good to see you''
she looks tired

"Stitches for what?" Alaric asked, a smirk on his face as he continued to ignore Maveric. He knew it annoyed him, and that's why he was doing it.

Maveric just nodded at Luna, a little annoyed at Alaric

''i eternaly bleed, so i need stiches sometimes, espiacally when someone sincks their fangs to deep''
''is there a pack meeting to night, i'm thinking about bring some soul deer jercky''

Alaric wasn't sure how to feel about her words, but whatever. He kind of felt bad for Luna, bleeding eternally and all

Maveric shrugged. "I don't go to any of the pack meetings. I'm flying solo. And soul deer jerky? Is it good?"

she pulls out a plastic bag takes something out and tosses it to him
if he eats it, it tastes wonderful better than any meat he ever tasted, it make him feel stonger too
'' Alaric, don't worry about it. i could be shot with a rifle 10 times and still be ok, it would hurt, and i would be in the hospital with docters trying to figur out how i was still alive, but still be fine''