Bree, having had enough of the two people's meanness, walked to stand in front of Apollo. "Who the hell do you think you are, picking on that boy?" She punched Apollo in the cheek. "What are you thinking?" Her voice was a bit growlish now, a feature that only werewolves had.

Rain walked up behind Bree, and put a hand on her shoulder.  "They're not worth it, Bree."

Xabrianna shook him off. "Don't touch me," she said, her voice literally tapering off into a growl.

"Oh sh!t," Rain said, shaking his head.

Lacey walked up to Shawn and said, "Stop flirting with the bad guys, dumbass. They obviously upset that other boy. They just want attention. We should ignore them." Lacey was trying to be reasonable. Usually, that's what bullies wanted: attention.

"I'm sixteen, and Apollo's seventeen," Elise stated, moving her long, dark hair away from her face and behind her shoulder. "Nicolas is too...Well, I swear that kid doesn't have a mean-spirited bone in his body! He's never retaliated, even though I've been doing this since I was five!" She shook her head, shooting a glare towards Nicolas, who squeaked and moved back. Then Elise started laughing again. "God, Nicolas! Grow a pair and stick up for yourself, and for God's sake, get rid of that stutter!"

Apollo chuckled, grinning as Elise started to immediately return to torturing her older 'brother', who shook his head. "I-I-I c-can't help i-it!" Nicolas cried, blue eyes wide. "Y-y-you've t-tortured m-me since I-I was ei-eight! J-j-just because I-I-I h-have a-a-a k-kind heart a-a-and a ha-hatred of vi-violence!" he closed his eyes, whimpering softly. "I-i-it's all-all your fa-fault I-I-I'm s-such a-a n-nervous wreck!" he yelled, clutching his headphones tightly. "I-I-I c-can't have an-anything wi-without y-y-you b-breaking i-it!" he shook his head again, then simply turned and darted off, thoroughly humiliated. Soon, he had climbed up a tree and was sitting on a middle branch, his headphones over his ears with his face buried between his knees, music playing through his remaining pair of headphones as he attempted to calm himself down.

At this point, Apollo was doubled over laughing, dark eyes squeezed shut. "God, Nicolas is such a wimp!" he howled through his laughs, shaking his head. "He acts like a little girl!"

But the instant he was punched, Apollo straightened up and let out a low growl, eyes narrowing. "Don't touch me," he said, voice deathly calm as that signature growl began to ripple through his words. "It's none of your business what I do!" he snarled, cocking his head slightly as Elise giggled, grinning. When Apollo got mad, thigns got exciting~!

((Do these werewolves have inhanced strength at all times? ouo;))

Bree growled at Shawn and said, "Don't touch me." She didn't mean for it to sound mean, but it came out that way. She didn't want to hurt someone who seemed somewhat innocent. Instead, she jumped on Apollo from behind. She wrapped her legs around him, and began punching him in the back.

"Bree, no!" Rain yelled, getting scared for Bree's sake. Bree was tough and all, even for her size, a mere 5'3".

Lacey shook her head. She walked away, going to the edge of the building to watch the scene take place instead of wasting her breath trying to stop them.

Fennick gave Apollo a powerful double-foot kick to the nose, hoping it would break. She wanted to leave a mark. A boot-print on Apollo's face wouldn't be enough to please her.
She smiled lightly as Bree jumped on Apollo from behind. Double-team. People were walking away, but Fennick didn't care if everyone else didn't care. She just wanted to kick Apollo's ass, not make a show for everyone else.

Shade watched the group break out into fight with a smirk, not saying a word. He wasn't one to take things like this so seriously, like they seemed to be. But it would be no use trying to stop them.

~

Shyloh stood back, away from the yelling and fighting. She wasn't particularly surprised that a few others of the group were werewolves; it wasn't too uncommon these days. But she didn't feel like announcing to the universe that she was one of them.

Shaking her head, she retreated to the corner, where Lacey was. Getting in the middle of that was suicide, even if she was a fairly good fighter. Not like any of them knew it though; they all were too busy bickering to even notice she was there.