Thread: Blood Moon Pack RP (NTI and BurningWillows)

Katerina Delaney , or as many knew her family, Katerina White Fang, stood on the steps with her brother, checking her phone every few minutes for the time. He had dragged her out of her comfy study for this new wolf's arrival. She shot a look at Alexander, who seemed always the calmest in situations like this, just smiling and waiting. Katerina had patience too, plenty of it when needed, but not this afternoon. Why do I have to meet this loose cannon of yours out on the steps Alexander? Can't she just meet me in our first session tomorrow, since you've volun-told me I'm playing therapist again for the next unforeseeable future. It's good manners little sister. And she won't be a loose cannon for long. She folded her arms under her well endowed chest - very well endowed indeed - pushing them up and making them more prominent as she huffed, I read the file you sent me on her misdemeanors, and her history. I don't think manners are her biggest worry coming here. The last Hell Hound with outstanding problems that you brought here for therapy almost slashed my throat open, his PTSD was so bad. If you weren't there, I'd be dead. You're still standing Katerina, and you helped that wolf find solid ground, now he's a chef. C'mon Kat. Usually you love new guests, he smiled his easy smile, softening his younger sister. It was that smile that always got her that always made her want to say yes to her big brother, even after centuries of being alive. I do when they don't worry me with a track record like hers. And you know I got my phD over a century ago. As a hobby. I'm not a licensed therapist. You are the best we have, and you are the best at it. Please Kat. She'll behave. As I expect of you to do too. The last was edging on an Alpha order, Alex saying with no uncertain terms that his younger sister was to present him, the estate, and herself in the best possible light. Katerina never did anything less, but her hesitation obviously made him think otherwise. Kat softened, telling she was pushing the line. She couldn't say no to her older brother and alpha. And he was right. He always was. If she scars me your footing the bill, she teased, winking at him. Of course werewolves didn't visit hospitals, healing much too fast to do so. But he could tell her won the conversation, and her shoulders eased down, her body relaxing. Her arms stayed folded, comfortable where they were, still pushing her bust up. Katerina was nothing less than a curvy goddess. Men and women alike in their ranks wanted her, and Alexander had had many, many proposals over the centuries for his younger sister's hand. But he had promised her she could find her own mate in her own time. Werewolves, after all, mated for life. And she didn't want to end up with just any wolf out of her brother's choosing. The sound of a roaring motorcycle caught her ear, still a mile off, and she dropped her arms, one going to her hip hugged by short shorts, the other flipping her long flowing hair from one side to the next, hiding the vibrant fiery red under a blanket of raven black hair, her two tones interchangeable depending on how she wore it. As the bike came into sight, and the rider, Kat gave Alexander another look. The helmet screamed it all. Kat had her work cut out for her with this wolf. Alexander gave her a calm look back as the woman got off her bike and pulled off her helmet. She had rather beautiful hair, striking with the two colors alike Kat's, and a pretty face, one that caught Kat's eye quickly. Alexander gave her another look and she got it. Manners. Glad to know people think I'm stuck up. I'll need to work on that, Katerina purred, smoothing her white top down that already clung to her curves and taking three steps down the stairs to extend her hand, Hello Terra. I'm Katerina, Alexander's younger sister. I'm the stuck up therapist you'll be seeing while here.