The forest was silent, and still even the wind seemed to have stopped. A man with untidy dirty blond hair and Wearing only a pair of Forest green Cargo jeans sat with his back to a sturdy oak tree. His Legs Cross his eyes closed as he took a look deep into his soul.
He had scars on his arms from recent injuries. Injuries given to him as punishment for the terrible crimes he had committed. They had been covered over with a natural ointment meant to keep out infection but other than that they weren't healed. Of course he could heal them with magic but that would defeat the purpose.
He was sitting here meditating trying to communicate and maybe compromise with the murderous Beast that dwelt with in.
This was a fact that probably did surprise some, considering the length of time which she had spent "underground", so to speak. Adolescence was hard for any person, but having to deal with the transition of both a human and a wolf body was more than one person could bear. So she hibernated for a while, adjusting to the ways her body was changing and learning to appretiate the way she grew from a child into a young woman.
It was now March, and with the appearance of spring flowers came the lycan girl. At first, she left the den only to seek food, but later on she found herself wanting to stretch her limbs. They were new, larger, different, and running became something that she found exhilarating. It was on one of these such runs that she stumbled upon the human sitting in the forest, a most unusual sight. Fenrir managed to scare off most intruders, and her territory had been blissfully quiet as of late. However, with her new found adult body came a new found sense of maturity. Previously she would have threatened him, growled at him, made sure to cause enough of a ruckus to get Fenrir over to deal with him. Now she only paused, mid-step, and cast him a wary look.
"I wouldn't advise sitting there." She said, pausing to lick some dirt off her paw. "The forest is not safe for humans, even ones such as yourself."
ooc: sorry for the utter horribleness of this, it's been ages since I've posted.
Last night I dreamt that I was chasing a pack of wolves, trying to belong.
Seth had been sitting in silence. He had finally managed to silence his mind and calm the best, some what or so it seemed when he heard some one new arrive on the scene He heard her young voice enter his minad and was awakened suddenly from a sort of trance. He opened his eyes. which where now a dark shade of green. Seth's eyes where normally blue when the moon wasn't full and they where a bright golden yellow when the Beast had control of his body. Something wasn't right or it was too right.
They Looked over at the Lycan, and they grinned. "Fenrir has confined us to the woods my dear, and we dare not go against his wishes,. You see we are not human. We are a werewolf and I'm trying to make peace with the Beast." His eyes faded back to blue as Seth's mind took full control once more. "Two humans are dead because of me and I'm trying to stop that from happening again." He explained calmly
"I don't think we have met... and I should hope to know all the lycans here. What's your name?"
Upon realizing that the stranger was a werewolf, the lycan could do nothing but sigh. She did not interfere in Fenrir's dealings with other magical creatures and had no desire to go against his wishes. If he wanted this man-beast to stay in the forest, then so be it. But if this particular werewolf was interested in gaining her pity through mentioning the humans he had killed, he was talking to the wrong girl. Two dead humans meant absolutely nothing to her, for better or for worse.
"It's Cealla, and I suppose I'd better be going." She replied, sniffing at the air. "Good luck with your multiple personality issues."
Last night I dreamt that I was chasing a pack of wolves, trying to belong.
Teagan Offline: This board is full of nostalgia.
Aug 22, 2020 8:39:09 GMT -5
Missing the old MH: gotta say missing when MH and all that was around.
Nov 6, 2019 0:02:30 GMT -5
Willow_lazy: why tf are there 400 posts about adidas
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Azrael: I'm not hard to find, since I'm the only one there who goes by "Azzy", I'm pretty sure. XD
Feb 10, 2018 16:44:41 GMT -5
Azrael: Dunno if anyone still pops by here from time to time, but if any of you mofos do and still feel like gettin' yo nerd on, I've been hanging around this here place a bunch recently: www.roleplayerguild.com/
Feb 10, 2018 16:44:10 GMT -5
Azrael: hold onto your pantaloons
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