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Post by little92miss on Nov 30, 2012 22:27:23 GMT -5
Ryanna had been walking for awhile. She usually stayed near town so she could eat and wouldn't get lost, but she was tired of the people. There were always so many and it always made her uncomfortable. She came upon an open plain and looked around. This was unfamiliar territory and she didn't want to go somewhere she wasn't allowed. She didn't know the boundaries of the werewolf territories since she didn't know any other werewolves. She knew there was some, but she didn't talk to other people so there was never the opportunity to ask. She finally settled down against a tree at the edge of the field and took a book out of her bag. It was one of her few belongs she took from home. It was her favorite and she never got tired of reading it, which was good since she had no money to buy anything. She would be old enough to get a job soon and then she would be able to afford a roof over her head, but until then it was life like she had always lived it, well had lived it since that dreaded day. She shuttered just thinking about it. She decided to keep her mind off the past and opened her book. She dove deep into its depths and got lost in the story.
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Post by Âłíșōñ on Dec 1, 2012 19:09:32 GMT -5
Strong, powerful paws claw at the ground. As a loner, Daire is usually alone and in wolf form when she's not out in the night life having some fun. The sixteen year old woman is mature beyond her years but yet she loves to have some fun and act like a kid. Piercing purple eyes that glitter at times quickly scan her surroundings as she runs in the never ending maze of forest and trees and plants. Then, abruptly, she stops mid-stride. Daire had caught the scent of a young girl. A young werewolf girl. The fae's ears perk and the wolf silently pads her way through the brush, following the scent of the young child. She had barely ever met some werewolves, but she knew that when she had an instant bond was formed and they were like family. The midnight female found the girl sitting at the base of a tree, reading a book. He wolf cocked her head, panting slightly. She considered her options. Run like hell, or confront the girl. Confront it is. Daire stepped out into the small area where she could be seen by the child. The large wolf watched the young girl to see if she would take notice of the black as night wolf with glittering purple eyes watching her from a few feet away. Not too far above, Raven, Daire's pet crow, soars and watches the confrontation with deep interest.
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Dec 1, 2012 19:13:46 GMT -5
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I just need to get some fresh air for a moment... This everything is going to kill me...
Lancelot was busy walking, the day was interesting so far, it was hot and suddenly it became a bit colder. Lancelot wore his usual outfit. His favorite white shirt, some black jeans, a leather jacket and his awesome aviators. He also left his hair today, usually it was up but today it was just down.
He was walking he loved walking in the forest as a werewolf it gave him a sense of security and he knew that he was in his element at the moment that if anything might happen he knew how to get out or do anything. As he was enjoying the day, the sun beaming through the trees and the rays of sunlight was like a curtain of joy. He then suddenly saw a little girl, he hid behind the tree. He knew he was in Infiniteria territory but he wasn't going to let a stupid boundary stop him from enjoying this beautiful day. He looked at the little girl, she seemed sweet and so innocent. Her nose was buried in a book and he knew she was distracted, he could smell the scent of Infiniteria over her and started to approach her, silently and carefully. Not sure what she's capable of or who she was. So he stayed behind the trees, she was still distracted when he came out from behind the tree she sat against.
"Hello... Little girl, how are you? Are you lost? Look, I'm not going to hurt you alright? My name is Lancelot..."
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Post by little92miss on Dec 1, 2012 19:42:20 GMT -5
Ryanna was lost in a world of love and war. She was so caught up in the story that she didn't notice anybody approaching her until she heard a male's voice. She froze unsure of what to do. She looked up and saw a wolf, no a werewolf. Another one like her. She couldn't help, but stare. She had never seen one. She didn't know what to do. Should she answer the man first or go talk to the wolf? She wasn't comfortable in werewolf form around others so she turned to the man first. Her voice was quiet as she answered him Hi She didn't want to answer his other questions because she wasn't sure. She wasn't lost, but she wasn't really going anywhere to be lost at. She tore her gaze away from the man and looked back towards the werewolf. She wanted to badly to go to it and speak to it and that confused her. She had never been drawn to anyone and she had never wanted to approach someone, but something about another werewolf just...there were no words to explain the tangles of emotions running through her.
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Post by Âłíșōñ on Dec 2, 2012 7:45:06 GMT -5
The black wolf watched as a man confronted the little girl. Daire grew a little uncomfortable in front of this man considering his amazing good looks, but she stayed right where she was, looking at the girl who had just noticed her. The wolf was as still as stone, scared that the slightest motion would scare off the young werewolf. Daire was going to talk to this young child. Maybe the girl needed a role model. Someone to help her with being a wolf. I can definitely do that, thought Daire. The wolf gazed wonderingly at the small girl who's attention was fully on the large wolf staring at her.
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Dec 2, 2012 8:36:39 GMT -5
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Lancelot felt the movement of another werewolf's pawsteps and he saw the little girl whip her head back and forth between them and he looked in the direction of where the girl is staring and he saw a pair of purple eyes staring at them both and Lancelot called out to the wolf. Not sure if she is friendly or if she is an attacker.
"Who are you? I haven't see you here before..."
He grabbed the girl's arm pulling her in behind him, just in case this was a unfriendly wolf. He didn't want the girl to go closer to the wolf if it might hurt her.
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Post by little92miss on Dec 2, 2012 14:12:32 GMT -5
The werewolf in front of her was still as a stone. She wondered if she should be scared, but fear wasn't part of the emotions she felt staring at the wolf. She suddenly heard the man speak to the werewolf. He knew what it was so he must be one too. That made her head spin. She didn't know there were so many werewolves. To meet two at the same time was a new experience for Ryanna. Suddenly she felt herself being pulled behind the man. Should she be afraid of the werewolf? She wasn't sure what to do so she stayed behind him, quiet, waiting for the scene in front of her to unfold.
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Post by Âłíșōñ on Dec 2, 2012 17:24:00 GMT -5
The fae's eyebrows raise when the man asked her who she was and said he hadn't seen her around before. Uh, obviously he's one of us so wouldn't you think he would ask me to change before he starts questioning a wolf?
[/color] I smirk and turn, disappearing into the brush. I quickly phase back into my human form, the tall brunette with deep shining green eyes. I dress in the clothes I had stashed in the leaves before I came out to confront the girl and walk out into the open to answer the man's question. I, sir, am Daire Santos. And obviously I wouldn't just go around showing myself to any passer-by since I'm am a frighteningly large black wolf with purple eyes. Not exactly the thing you show to just anyone. But, of course, I found this young girl alone and thought she might want a friend or someone to hang out with. I thought I could be a good contender....[/color] She looked at the young man in front of her. She slowly walked forward and stopped so close that her body was lightly brushing against his. And you? I haven't seen you around either?[/color] Her eyes narrow as she looks up at him. She abruptly turns though and walks around him to the side of the little girl. Hello, dear. I'm Daire. May I ask what your name is?[/color] Daire smiles softly and kindly. She's always had a way with children. She loves them.[/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by little92miss on Dec 2, 2012 17:59:58 GMT -5
Ryanna watched the wolf disappear. She hoped the man hadn't run it off. Strangely enough she wanted the wolf's company. This was strange to her. She had never wanted anyone's company since the accident. She had always wanted to be lonely. She saw a women coming back through the woods. Was it the same person? She listened as the women who called herself Daire Santos answer the question Ryanna just asked in her head. Daire approached her and she was finally asked her name. Hi. I'm Ryanna Cole She smiled at the kind women and stepped out from behind the man slightly.
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Dec 2, 2012 18:47:54 GMT -5
((I'm going to take Lancelot out... Hmmm Daire is a better teacher for Rya anyways ^-^))
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Post by little92miss on Dec 2, 2012 18:48:52 GMT -5
(Oke-dok)
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Post by Âłíșōñ on Dec 2, 2012 19:53:36 GMT -5
{Lol ok Shads...I guess we shall just ignore Lancey then and pretend he was never there. Hahaha xD} The brunette woman smiles even wider when the girl introduces herself as Ryanna Cole. The young woman's green eyes shine a little bit brighter and her hand shoots up to catch a strand of hair flying in front of her face. She tucks it back behind her own ear and sighs. What a lovely name you have, Ryanna. I must say it is quite an unsual one, but definitely one I would like to hear more often. How old are you, Ryanna?
[/color] Daire turns abruptly again and sits at the base of the tree the girl just was. She pats the space next to her and smiles again saying, Sit with me, why doncha?[/color][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by little92miss on Dec 2, 2012 20:05:40 GMT -5
Ryanna smiled at the women. She was very kind and unlike others she had met. Adults usually either acted like she wasn't there or acted like she was unwanted. She was never usually asked a question or invited to sit and chat. She blushed as Daire commented on her name. She accepted her invitation and sat down. Thank you. My mom like unusual names. She sighed at the feelings of sadness welling up in her when she thought of her mom. Oh she missed her so. I am 13 years old. How old are you? She clamped her hand over her mouth. She wasn't suppose to ask a women's age, her mom told her that. She blushed once again. Sorry, you don't have to answer that. |
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Post by Âłíșōñ on Dec 3, 2012 20:09:38 GMT -5
Daire chuckled and patted the girl's knee. She threw her head back in her hearty laugh. It's fine, kiddo. I'm sixteen. Still a teenager. Just like you. Though, I was raised around werewolves and by the look on your face when you saw me, I'm guessing you weren't....anyway, Ryanna. My mom likes unusual names as well. Obviously Daire's not really a name you hear very often.
[/color] Daire cocked her head, her dark hair spilling like a waterfall over her shoulder, her deep green eyes gazing at the small girl in front of her.[/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by little92miss on Dec 5, 2012 8:23:01 GMT -5
Ryanna smiled sheepishly. She wasn't used to so much interaction with anyone, especially a werewolf. So was she that obvious about it though? Maybe she should have stared, but besides the werewolf who killed her parents Daire was the first she had seen. I'm sorry I stared. I'm the only werewolf in my family, which is exactly the reason I am not with them anymore. She shook her head to dispell those thoughts as she often had to. It was hard to think about what could have been. I like your name.It's pretty. |
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