9 December 2005

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I've been sitting on this awhile, and now I'm tired of it. Sick and fucking tired of it, actually. Of the remarks, the looks, the sniffs of disapproval and disdain.

Tired of the veiled, not so veiled, and outright comments that the Pard is nothing more than a fulltime orgy. That we're nothing more than sex-crazed whores who doesn't know who is fucking whom.

So, time for Pard 101. Pay attention, there's a quiz at the end.

First up, RELATIONSHIPS.

At the moment, the Hidden Lake Pard has thirteen (13) adult members and two (2) children.

Of those thirteen (13) adult members, six (6) of them are in committed, monogamous relationships.

Jase and Em; Sin and Zane; Lil and Carrie.

Five (5) of them are single and can do as they damn well please. They're consenting adults of legal age.

Myself and Gabe? We're married, happy and what we decide to do in our own fucking bedroom is our choice, not the business of fucking everyone else.



Next up, PARD CONDUCT.

Yes, the pard is touchyfeely with each other. Yes, we hang on each other. THERE IS A REASON OTHER THAN FUCKING SEX.

Lycans need contact with other lycans. It helps us heal faster and stay healthy. Magic, nature of the beast, whatever the fuck it is, it's there. Extended periods of time without contact of other lycans can result in depression and lack of healing. Extreme cases result in soul-sickness, which if it goes without swift treatment (yes, piling into bed with a bunch of lycans and SLEEPING is the best and quickest cure), is fucking FATAL.

Oh, and there's the fact that we like each other and don't mind the touchy feely part.

And on to how the pard acts in public. You know what, most of us have had really shitty lives up until now. Fucking forgive us for enjoying ourselves now that we can. So fucking what if we flirt, joke or bounce around. You know what, we're fucking happy to be living and be alive.


Third on the list, RANKS.

Here's the deal. Gabe is Alpha, his say is fucking final. He takes care of the physical shit, protects us, is basically the boss. He's the one everyone goes to when they're scared or need help.

Me, his second. I'm the financial part, the one everyone goes to when their credit card is maxed out or they need help on their finals. I keep us from living in the fucking gutter and generally handle most negotiations. I have my say, but in the end I will generally go with Gabe's decision.

That doesn't mean I don't argue with him and try to change his mind.

Everyone else. Yes, everyone else is fucking EQUAL. There is no 'I'm higher up than you'. Yeah, some of them can physically kick the asses of the others. But in the same token, the ones that seem weak are the ones that just intellectually cornered your ass and made you look like the biggest fool in the fucking nexus. Deal with it.

And yes, some of you will be delegated responsiblities, once you decide who's going to be an adult and who's going to lay about being slacker students.


Yes, I said students. Guess what, 90% of the pard is in school. Hey look ma, we do have brains.


This concludes the lesson. On to the Quiz )

Any questions?
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Whislting one of the many holiday tunes running through his head, and the house sound system, Jason carefully wraps several colorful strands of ribbon around the small black box, looping them all into a large bow.

Gabe's name is written in gold ink on a small tag, which is then tied to the end of one of the ribbons. )
thewolfinside: (WannaTaste)
He'd started out watching a movie, but had quickly grown bored. No snuggly wereleopards were around to fall asleep so he could draw on them.

Which meant the movie sucked now. )


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