Thread: Blood Moon Pack RP (NTI and BurningWillows)

Terra turned her attention to the knock out standing beside Alex and watched her smooth out her top, a top that accented her breasts in a sinful way. As she descended the stairs Terra raised an eyebrow as she stuck her hand out and Terra just looked at her hand for a moment before gripping the woman's hand tightly, turning her hand slightly and looking at her fingers. Soft hands. She said in a bored tone. It wasn't a compliment. All Hell Hounds had rough callused hands because of their training and how much fighting they'd done over the years. Those with soft hands were seen as civilians or someone who didn't work. Even Alex had some pretty rough hands even though he spent most of his time behind a desk now a days. Releasing Katerina's hand she looked up at the Alpha for a long moment as he just gave her a reassuring smile. She'd known this male for a long time, knew him through the wars and her father had watched him grow into the Alpha he was now. For her, this felt like a small betrayal. Trying to put a muzzle on her just because they were in a time of peace and she wasn't hiding these feelings. Removing all of the warriors from your pack just because you've got a break in war isn't wise Alex. Your enemies stopped attacking you because we were strong. After you finish filing down our fangs, they'll come back and the loss is going to be a heavy weight. Hope you're ready for it. She said with a glare since the last time they'd lost a lot, it had been both of her parents. Turning away she rolled her bike into a safe area and headed, with another regular soldier, to her new home. It was a pool home. A building outside of the main estate that was about the size of a one bedroom apartment which was fine with her. It had a working shower, toilet and kitchen. She had a living room and dining room as well as a bedroom. The home was completely bare and that was just fine with her. Opening the boxes she set her clothes in the dressers provided and hung up some of the clothes that needed to be hung up. She also hid a variety of weapons around the room as this was her training and her life style. In Lycan form, Hell Hounds had no use for weapons but in human form, they needed something to protect themselves. Terra had several custom pistols, a custom rifle as well as a mean shot gun. The shot gun was under her bed, the rifle was in her closet, one of the pistols was under small entry way table, another in a drawer in the kitchen and the last one was under the coffee table in the living room. The furniture she had, was provided to her by Alex, since she never bought things like that. Her money went to weapons, clothes and food. All Lycan who'd been alive for any number of centuries had quite a bit of money stashed away and Terra was no exception. She'd gotten good at saving her money or investing it and this made her a millionaire within her time alive. She had to continuously change her name, pretending to be the granddaughter of herself but hey, it was a price to pay. Once she was done moving in she sat on the bed in her room, pulling a six inch tanto style blade from her boot and began sharpening it on a smooth sharpening stone. Terra had very few moments that resembled a social life as she was a soldier through and through.