By The Light Of The Moon

In the year 1874, there is a small town with a bit of a werewolf problem. At night, everyone locks up, so the wolves don't get into their houses. No one knows who the wolves are, or how to get rid of them...

((Wolves or humans. Pick.))

Characters:


Joan Lynch
Age: 17
Race: Human
Year: Junior
Bio: Just moved into the little town of Haven from Los Angeles. Not used to small-town. Then again, this is her first night there, and she's not sure what to expect.


Ulrich Garnier
Age: 18
Race: Werewolf
Year: Senior
Bio: Ulrich, or Ric, as most call him, moved to Haven when he was a small child. One night, he was accidently locked out and was formally inducted into the "Pack." He's been like that ever since, though, unbenounced to all the others.

On the third house on the right of St. Peter's Boulevard, a moving van was parked in the front yard. Someone new was always an interesting sight, so a few people were standing outside just to see them. Joan stepped out of the passenger side of the car, standing awkwardly with her purse in her hands in front of her. She felt like an animal at the zoo, people watching, staring, but never saying a word to her. She watched her boxes being unloaded and brought into her house, her parents running about, supervising everything. A silver stud was in her lip, right below her mouth. She chewed on it nervously, just standing in the yard.

Ulrich Garnier
Age: 18
Race: Werewolf
Year: Senior
Bio: Ulrich, or Ric, as most call him, moved to Haven when he was a small child. One night, he was accidently locked out and was formally inducted into the "Pack." He's been like that ever since, though, unbenounced to all the others.

((Accepted.))

Ulrich, like most everyone else, was watching the new family from across the street.

Joan looked around, counting all the people staring. She bit her lower lip shyly, wondering if it was the lip ring.

For Ulrich, is wasn't, until she bit it.

Her older brother was helping them unpack, but wasn't moving with them, "Joan, come on inside. You gotta get your room fixed up."
She looked around, her eyes landing on Ulrich for a moment before going inside.
((That is the last name of the exchange student from Switzerland.))

((Ulrich? Cool. Garnier was the last name of a hermit accused of lycanthropy and witchcraft after he ate a few people.))
Ulrich pursed his lips a bit before he sighed and began to walk off.

((Of course you would know this...))
The next day...
At the school, Joan arrived a bit early, going through her new locker, rearranging stuff, putting books in her bag, but not speaking to anyone yet, still trying to avoid looking at those people staring.

((Lol. Google the Hermit of Dole. But anyway, mind if we revise the RP a tad? I'm just not feeling that new-RP goodness D: ))

((You can, if you like. Make whatever changes you want.))

((I'm not sure. Can you call me tomorrow and we'll brainstorm?))