Demetria
Rogue Werewolf
'Entrepreneur'
Give me a reason to love you, give me a reason to be a woman.
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Post by Demetria on Aug 10, 2009 13:04:41 GMT
Continued from Demetria’s Apartment.
There was a commotion somewhere in the building, the moment she opened her door to leave she picked up on it. One of the things she liked about the Colony was that the walls were very solid and with the door closed it was like being in her own little world. Moving through the hallways though she began to detect the distinct scent of werewolf on the air, several different strands, but too far away for her to be terribly concerned with the events that had brought those wolves to the building; if it was a group is was probably from one of the packs, and if it was from one of the packs then they were probably fighters. A followed B followed C. In fact it was probably better to get out of the building for the night, regardless of what exactly was going on. Demetria kept herself below the radar for a reason, she hadn’t made her home in either of the pack territories and she wasn’t about to get involved with their business. Especially not when she had her own to attend to.
As she got closer to the ground floor she started to pick up blood and if anything that cemented her desire to get out of the building. Leather jacketed, with a pair of black pants over boots she wended her way out into the night. Hopefully by the time she got home whatever was going on would be taken care of.
Continued at Lunacy.
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