The low rumble of motorcycle engines echoed through the nearly empty gas station as five riders gathered beside their bikes. Ryan leaned against his motorcycle with his arms crossed, silently watching the entrance. Enzo spun a key around his finger impatiently. "She's late." "Three minutes isn't late," Lyle replied calmly, adjusting the cuff of his sleeve. Axel grinned. "You checked the time twice already." Lyle: "I did not." Axel: "You literally did." Justine sighed, resting against his bike. "Can we go one day without arguing?" Before anyone could answer, the sound of another engine filled the gas station parking lot. All five heads turned.
//All credits to @MHTWxYT on YouTube// Midnight Howling The Wolf // Warriors // Dark wolves // Wild Craft RP // Season 1 // It was a quiet night and the Dark wolves didn't stopped attacking. After an extreme war the dark wolves pulled back into the forest and everyone else went to sleep but Sheerah stayed awake to make sure they won't come back.. Not too later 3 miles away Sheerah heard footsteps getting closer. His ears instantly straighten up and his head flicked up too. He looked around and then stood up to look around on the territory. He followed the footstep sounds and when he saw the new comer he lunged himself on it and pinned them down. (The new comer is Y/N)
The sky burned with smoke as another brutal war engulfed Pandora. The RDA and the Mangkwan clan fought side by side, pushing the Sullys and the already struggling Metkayina further back. Gunships roared overhead while ikran weaved through explosions, arrows and bullets filling the air. The sea below was stained with ash and blood. Everything was falling apart. Despite Jake's orders to stay together, Lo'ak had rushed ahead alone, determined to help. Instead, he found himself isolated in the middle of the battlefield. His bow was broken, deep cuts covered his body, and blood dripped from a wound along his side as he struggled to stay on his feet. He was in lot of pain. A cry of an ikran echoed across the battlefield. A dark ikran shot through the smoke and landed directly in front of Lo'ak, its wings spreading wide as sand scattered beneath its talons. You on top of the Ikran dismounted with calm confidence, stepping in front of Lo'ak A Mangkwan Na'vi, you stood before the wounded son of Toruk Makto. The Mangkwan Na'vi was the daughter of Varang. (You)
In Octavia's perspective, it was a shitty day, today too. Octavia groaned to herself, she woke up with a raging headache this morning and now had to go to another party because her mother "Felt like it".. of course the party was planned by Stella and had invited various of her friends and barely any family. The party was going to be at night. Stella forced Octavia to wear something shinny, elegant dress for tonight party. When the party began, Octavia stayed in the darkest corner trying not to bring attention to herself just wishing she was at home instead. Suddenly Octavia saw someone same as her, pulling away from the crowd and being alone in a darker corner.