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Person: @serkanxulusoy Location: Full Moon Fitness "I've been trying to figure out how to talk to you without hauling you into the meeting hall." She'd shown up to legitimately get a workout in, but Aurea couldn't say she didn't have an agenda. Serkan had been the head of the Arno pack at one point, it was important to her that she reach out to him and Alek, she wanted them to know they had her respect.

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Person: @andersxragnulf Location: Lupercal There's a lot of celebrating and that's just fine by her but she thinks if she's queen of this place, she should know it from front to back in her sleep. It sounded silly to admit out loud, that she had been skirting around actually venturing into Lupercal on account of the fact that she's an outsider to them. Or at least that's what she's always told herself on account of she has a coven, not a pack. It was a hang up that was purely personal and it didn't matter now. That doesn't mean she doesn't feel somewhat awkward as she finds herself beside the bigger wolf at the side of the celebratory bonfire. "Hey, Anders, right?" Beat out Flora, he wasn't Lupo and he'd put his hat in the ring anyways. She'd thought she'd wind up against him at some point, he fought well. "I hear you do woodworking? I think we could use some of that around here." There's a joke there, there's a joke right there and she is pretending not to see it.

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"Maybe she was nobody’s daughter, but she had a mother in the moon."

She is smaller than him, she uses that to her advantage. Smaller and faster, she weaves around him, slipping from his grip to land blows. The moment she stops moving, it's over, if he gets a hand on her it's all over. But he does, slips a hand around her throat and lifts her before the crowd and her eyes drift towards the moon illuminating the arena. She remembers the sound of her mother’s voice calling for her from a ways down the path. They’re taking a walk through the woods, she has wandered off again, that is what she does. Never that far, she wanders back down the path towards her mother, but a noise gives her pause. It’s a singular howl and it makes the hair at the back of her neck stand up. Just the one howl and then there’s another and another until it’s a symphony of sound.  She can't give that up. Bones break back into place, snap from wolf to woman and from Valamir's grasp she slips only to once again draw out claws and fangs. It is something far from calculated, sloppy and feral as her jaws snap over skin, tearing into it. This had started as a way to prove herself to no one else but herself. Now she wasn't ready to bow out, the idea of such a thing had gone out the window the moment Nash had stepped away. Face covered in viscera, her eyes go to the crowd, to her watching family, to the wolves of Rome, but most importantly the moon. Shining high, full and even more beautiful than usual. Lycaon and Fenrir step beside her, the crowd is loud, they are declaring her the winner, but she swears she almost can't hear them over the sound of her heart beating in her chest. There's Eoin and Virgil and Tripp, Paloma not too far behind them pushing to get closer to the front of the crowd. Smiling so wide her face hurts, Aurea mouths a "hi" at them as if they were coming to see her slay at Hell's Bells Open Mic Night. She can feel them, all of them. Their strength, their excitement, the adrenaline, the pack is one united heartbeat and it all blurs together, hers and theirs and she kind of hopes the tears in her eyes wash away some of the blood. She throws her head back and she howls. She howls because she is now the conductor of the symphony of sound she'd always heard as a child.

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Aurea

NAME/ALIASES. Aurea Moretti AGE & BIRTH DATE. 27+ & February 18th, 1996 SPECIES. Aspect GENDER & PRONOUNS. Female & She/Her or She/They AFFILIATIONS. Lupercal OCCUPATION. Queen and Alpha of Lupercal

History

Bitten wolf. Aurea was born the proud daughter of a proud family line, a familial coven of witches and lycans alike with a legacy pounding in their veins. Forged in Etruria, The Ivy coven had spread across the globe, survivalists that adapted with the ages; Aurea was a witch descended from those that Salem failed to burn. In her veins were the generations of lycans before her and the witches who’d pinned all their hopes on their future daughters. Even as a young girl, Aurea had a penchant for fixing things; she wanted to know how the world worked, and her competitive spirit made her want to be the best. A silver spoon had been placed in her mouth at birth, but even this wasn’t something she felt she earned, and all that legacy became sour when her mother’s mind fell to the will of vengeful spirits. Shepherded into the care of cousins, Aurea was raised under the roof of an auntie who was more matriarch than her mother and an older cousin who was more akin to a father than a brother. A vigil through the long night kept her from running straight and a safe place to come crashing down in case she ever burned out, but Aurea’s destiny was in the moon that she’d always called mother and the family that existed on the fringes. The Ivy Pack was bonded to the coven, a family line that had been bitten ages ago and remained in the proud familial pact. This was what called to her, and this is what Aurea walked towards willingly; the power that flowed through her was wild and untamed, so when Aurea took the bite, she knew that it was an unknowable step toward what fate had in store for her. The Moretti line was secure; her brothers were sovereign and marshal, but her path was still undetermined. She’d find herself reflected in different parts of the world, on the road with nothing but what she could carry on her back, a trailer hitched behind her until she landed in the city that decided the fates of so many. Aurea fought tooth and nail alongside the senate and her brothers to win back the world ripped away from them; when the Fates decided to give her a second chance, Aurea didn’t back down. Soldier. Heroine. Champion. Alpha. Queen of Lupercal, Aurea was not born into divinity; she was not some God’s chosen warrior or favoured victim; Aurea earned her power the hard way; through tears and violence—a pillar among The Ivy, and leader of the most significant pack the world has ever seen.

Connections

Lycaon: Creator of the lycan line, every lycan can trace their bitten heritage back to Lycaon. The First Alpha has allied himself with The Lupo and fought shoulder to shoulder with Aurea during the events of The End. 

Fenrir: A proto-lycan, the lythari has allied with The Lupo, Lupercal, and their new Queen; Aurea has been acknowledged by Sehanine, which makes the Alpha a point of interest to Fenrir.

Nettelia: Asked very nicely to act as an ambassador between the Pyramid and Lupercal, Nettelia agreed because she likes to see women succeed. Also, she knows Octavian is in Lupercal, so this is a way to keep an eye on him. 

Octavian: Allied with The Ivy and residing within Lupercal, Octavian stands behind Aurea, and while he’s dangerous, he’s also a valuable asset.

Abilities

Destined: In or out of wolf form, Aurea has unmatched strength, speed, reflexes, and senses. 

Lycanthropic Blessing: Aurea can turn any mortal creature into a lycan through prolonged physical contact, and with her howl, she can force a shapeshifter back into its original form.

Immortal: Aurea does not age, is highly resistant to magic, her skin is nearly impenetrable, and any mortal wounds will heal instantly. 

Pack: Can communicate telepathically with her pack and perceive the surroundings of her pack when they're shifted, using their sense and seeing through their eyes.

Weaknesses

Silver: Poisonous to her, the metal will burn her upon physical contact. While silver weapons are not able to kill Aurea, they are the only thing that can weaken her or cause her significant harm.

Blessing: Aurea must have prolonged physical contact to turn someone into a lycan, and this blessing must be accepted willingly.

Alpha: Any supernatural creature that looks at her will recognize her as an Alpha.

Lupercal: If the pack completely disbands, Aurea loses her abilities as an aspect and will return to a regular lycan.

THIS SKELETON IS CURRENTLY TAKEN.

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"If I win, I win." And she'll go from there, she nods affirmatively at Eoin and she can't help but feel a little bit of pride. This is support from him, and she had his and Virgil's and it's not something she expected entirely. It'd made her realize that their bond was stronger than just the Ivy name. That'd been something she'd worried about once upon a time, before she'd struck out on her own, that she was just a Moretti. Leaving had her realizing what that meant, had her faced with finding out who she was underneath that. Aurea straightens up from where she's got her hands on her knees and trying to process everything that'd just happened, what might happen if she keeps going. "I'm taking it one thing at a time."

closed starter for @aureamoretti location: lupercalia note: i mean good luck or whatever

Although he had lost his Capture the Flag competition, it didn't mean that he wanted any of the rest of his family to lose. He wasn't really sure if Virgil or Tripp had signed up for anything, but he knew that Aurea most certainly did. And that something was the most important competition at this entire fucking thing. If she won, it would mean big things for the Ivy. If she lost, then there would be no change at all. Their family would be just as powerful as they were before. Either way, Eoin would be cheering his sister on in the stands and pretending he wasn't when she looked in his direction. He was sure to be the loudest person there. "Have you calculated your chances of winning this? There's quite a lot of competition."

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Huffing and running a hand through pink hair only to tighten up her ponytail, Aurea nodded. It takes her a second for everything to kind of sink in and she finds herself grinning at Virgil. "Yeah, yeah I am." Max hadn't been easy, he'd put up a good effort and she appreciated that. "And I'm gonna try to kick his ass." Before, when she'd mentioned throwing a hand in the ring for Alpha, she hadn't thought about the concept of winning. She had something to prove to herself and maybe everyone else, too. But after that, she can't say she's not thinking further ahead now.

@aureamoretti location: Lupercal notes: proud dad stance, post-Max laid out

People forgot that Aurea was a fighter, that she'd had it hard, and that every bit of recognition she had was hard-won and earned the difficult way. "I see you, Alpha-Wolf." Aurea had told him she was planning to fight, fight for the Moretti name, for the Ivy, and most importantly, for herself. Proud as hell was what he was, the gauntlet, that first round - but she was up against the draegloth next, a fucking psychopath who'd proven very clearly what he was going to do to the wolves he knocked down. "You really plan on going against that thing?"

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"Both." She's dyed her hair pink for the occasion, a fun little beauty spell she'd found to impress Paloma, but also to stand out a bit while fighting. That being said, she is looking at everyone and everything in Lupercal with wide, starry eyes. It's somewhere she's wanted to be for months but felt like Tripp was going to be side-eying her the entire time. "I've never actually been around this many of us at once." There'd been a couple of ladies from different packs she'd hung around with on the West Coast, but she'd never been around a couple of other wolves at a time. This guy himself smells like a wolf, but there's something else there unfamiliar, but he seems to be in the know.

@senatusstarters Location: Lubercalia

"I hope you fight better than you drink," Fenrir was trying to keep a straight face, and it was there until the lycan tipped backwards, falling into another and landing in a heap. It started another fight, and the lythari had to laugh as he stepped over the legs of the passed out lycan to make his way towards the edges of the ring. There were many here, lycans that were either desperate for blood or desperate for the adrenaline that came with it. Lythari were less frequent, "Sköll," he murmured towards the nearest, downing it all in one go and setting the empty cup down. "Are you here to fight or gawk at those who think they're important enough to be called Alpha?"

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Person: @bansheepaloma Location: Backstage Aurea had been privy to a decent amount of live music in the states with all of the biker bars she wound up in. It's loud, it's fun, she loves fun, but this is Paloma and her band and she didn't think she could really smile any bigger than she was when the blonde flounced offstage. She'd managed to make it to see their set between well, everything going on, all of the anxiety brewing in her gut. The excitement was stronger though, the butterflies that seemed to take up a permanent residence in her gut whenever she even thought about the banshee. "You were amazing!" Her face actually hurts from smiling so wide but her face doesn't fall as the musician approaches.

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Person: @ivysmazikeen Location: The Edge of Lupercal "I am going to tell you something you cannot tell anyone." Mazikeen hasn't even fully come to a stop before her yet and Aurea's mouth is moving of what feels like her own volition. Her heart has been hammering in her chest all morning, all week even. There's so much excitement but there's also a ridiculous amount of anxiety swimming around within her that she hopes she's not going to be rushing away from crowds to throw up. "Or maybe not." Because she can just picture Virgil in all of this, Eoin, Tripp, her aunt and uncle, the family. It is not like she has entered to win, it's more of a 'Merida trying for her own hand' kind of thing. It is to be seen by her fellow wolves, it's something that's completely detached from the Ivy. It's not a coven decision, it's an Aurea decision, something she wants to do just for herself. "Actually, I don't know."

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I worry about you so much now. The fork has to go into her mouth to keep her from blurting the sentiment because she can't help the amounting anxiety she feels. It was all over, they'd won, the Ivy was always a coven that was strong, a pillar. Now she worried that the higher up they were, the longer the way down was going to be. "Are you okay with all of this?" Is what Aurea asks instead, shifting in her seat and squaring her shoulders because this was an adult conversation now. "Are you not worried?" That feels rhetorical because she knows he worries an ample amount, mostly about her and Eoin but there's so much more now. More eyes on them, perhaps more targets because of it.

Virgil smiled because Virgil almost always smiled; this time, it didn't quite reach his eyes, and when he looked up from his bowl and to the girl he'd practically raised, Virgil just looked tired. Maybe Aurea wasn't a child anymore, but even back then, Aurea had always been a smart kid. "No... No you're not, but you can't blame me for wanting to pretend." She'd already proven herself in more ways than Virgil would list, but what else was he supposed to say? "What do you wanna know?" If she wanted to ask a specific question, he could give her a specific answer; Virgil led a big life - they both did. That made things complicated, and it was often better to not know something if it meant you could retain some plausible deniability in the end.

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"Good." Aurea smiles and it is all teeth as her legs cross at the knee and she actually slumps down a little in the chair. The business part of the visit was over and she really had shown up and expected the absolute worst. Sensitive ears don't pick up any irregularities in the blonde's heartbeat, she's telling the truth and she can relax now. "Now that that's taken care of, I'd like to be friends." It is blunt but she's smiling a bit anyways, tone matter of fact despite her playful smile.

"No one paid me, Miss Moretti. I am just getting some preliminary information for myself so that we don't butt heads on my future investigations." Frankly, she is a little offended the lycan thinks she would have accepted a job snooping on a coven for anything than the keys to a kingdom. Stupidity is not contagious, and despite finding herself amidst the company of clowns during her jobs, she has not been infected with their buffoonery just yet. "You can rest assured knowing that as long as Ivy doesn't threaten my and mine, I don't have plans on collecting information on your coven. I have better things to do than upsetting the careful peace for something like that."

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Valentine's Day Scrapbook: Aurea & Paloma

"First impression of you is you really like to party Swirlin' all up on you 'cause you know I wanna dance Let me cordially invite you to this party in my pants" - "Naked", Doja Cat @bansheepaloma

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Aurea, Lupercalia

"Are you an alien? Because you've just abducted my heart." - Dale, King of the Hill

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Her eyes narrow in suspicion over her pasta and yet Virgil is Virgil and he is going to do whatever he can not to worry anybody. With decent reason, he can handle himself, it's why he's in charge. Not only that, but it's all done with style, grace, and often compassion. She doesn't know how she went without him for so long, being home again with him feels safe. Aurea thinks she needs that now more than ever, wakes up in her trailer below the hotel practically screaming at nightmares. It's all whatever the hell that thing had been telling her that Eoin was already dead. It's seeing Paloma die again and again, the people she couldn't help. That haunts her more than anything, the people she should have been able to save. They're all there now, only the Six remained gone and in a way, she'd chosen this, she'd chosen not to forget. It was a constant reminder that she needed to be better, to do better. "I do know you, which is why I know you're gonna keep the conversation focused on me so you don't have to tell me about anything." It's pointed but it's still playful. "I'm not a kid anymore, Virg."

It wasn't like Aurea had to work, and it wasn't like there wasn't a position in the company for her if she wanted it. Nepotism at its finest and all that. Virgil didn't see the appeal in spending all day in a greasy auto shop with greasier coworkers, but Aurea seemed content. "Whatever makes you happy." Virgil sighed goodnaturedly, his smile a bit light as he spoke. At her question, he just shrugged, "Same old, same old, you know me." The answer was naturally evasive but for now he wasn't going to get too far into it, besides it wasn't like he was going to talk to the lycan about coven business that she didn't have to worry about - and he definitely wasn't going to talk to the kid about his sex life or lack thereof.

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The eye roll she offers him is playful as she keeps shoveling food into her mouth. Her metabolism burns through things quickly on top of the fact she'd had what, a Danish for breakfast and that'd been it? She does offer a shake of her head though before reaching for her own glass of diet Coke and taking a sizable sip. "It's good. The owner seems nice enough and the exasperated blonde is kind of adorable." Rawlins was definitely something, Kayce was a bit of a mystery in the sense that she desperately tries not to go all 'I'm a wolf, you're a wolf, let's be friends' on him. "How are things with you? You always try to sus out if I'm in trouble but what of you?" Her eyes narrow in playful suspicion, her legs crossing at the ankles.

"That was terrible." She points out but her fork finds a piece of pasta anyways before she's even seated because she does genuinely miss a home cooked meal. Something sits there in her chest at the idea of it even, that she's back at home. It's something she doesn't really want to get into with any of them, that she sits in that trailer down in the garage and thinks about the fact she is home with her family and she's not a little kid anymore. It had been something that'd been jarring upon returning to Roman soil, something to grapple with. Aurea Lucia Moretti was a grown ass woman with grown ass problems and she could handle them, she'd been through a war, she could handle anything. At least that's what she told herself as she sat down and proceeded to practically shovel Virgil's cooking into her mouth. "And maybe. Maybe not. Who is to say?" She says and it comes off as more suspicious than aloof between bites.

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Tattoo Tour: Aurea

1. Moon phases along spine. 2. Ivy trailing from base of spine and over her hip. 3. Moon and magic behind left ear. 4. 'she is art' on right rip. 5. Whimsical lil dolphin on left ankle. 6. Sun on right forearm. 7. "Hot moon lady" on right leg. This one is her favorite. 8. Pinky promise near left elbow bend.