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"Come out!" Lela shouted. Lights where on in the cottages, but no one came to Lela's call. "I'm not going to hurt you, the forest hasn't done anything to me!"

"I knew it." Lela scrambled down a side road until she reached her own cottage, and banged on the door. It began to rain. "Open up! It's your daughter! I'm not a Shifter, I'm not from the forest, let me IN!!!" The door didn't budge. "Stupid. This is stupid. I can't believe she doesn't even trust that I'm her daughter after dusk."


Lela frowned. "This is definately bigger then the villagers thinking I'm a Shifter. It's not really like I am, I mean I can only change to a. . . Hmm. . ." Pulling her traveling cloak around her to keep out the rising wind, she headed for the barn behind Jew's cottage.
CREAK! The door opened and the sweet smell of fresh hay filled Lela's mouth. "Ahhh, warmth." Shutting the door securely, Lela changed her clothes, then sat down and ate contentedly.
CREAK! The door opened and the sweet smell of fresh hay filled Lela's mouth. "Ahhh, warmth." Shutting the door securely, Lela changed her clothes, then sat down and ate contentedly.

"Where have you been?" "Where you outside?" "Are you all right?" She was aked this and many other questions like by her family.
"I'm fine. I was just in the kitchen. Getting some food."
"No you weren't! I was just in there!" Jew started to cry. She was never good with punishment, that's why she didn't go in the forest with Lela. "Jew! Where were you! Did you go outside? Did you talk to Lela?" Jew didn't even have to answer these questions her father could tell by the look on her face. "Jew leave."
"What?" Her and her mother asked in unision.
"She's only a girl." Her father didn't replie.
"George." Her mother looked worried.
"She broke the rules she must be punished."
At this Jew ran out of the house and ran to the barn.

"It's just me," she hissed impatiently, keeping her hands still firmly over their mouths.

Rain was a shapshifter and her looks, well.... lets just say she didn't look human. At all.


"I just... um... I..." she stammered. "I'm here just because I have nowhere else to go. I'm running away too. I'll leave though." She morphed back into a wolf, because supposedly, animals can't cry. Still a tear trickled down her fur. She let out a piercing mourning howl. If they didn't want her, let them e revealed.

Lela woke with a jolt. "Rain was here." She said instantly. "I can smell her still. She smells like coconut. Jew, I'm going to find Rain. You don't know her, you don't ever come with me into the Haven. You'll get even worse if you come with me, stay here, there's still some food left." Lela patted her friend's shoulder. "And DON'T worry. I'll be find. Don't forget that some of Rain's blood runs through my veins."
Without another word, Lela vanished into the sheets of water, her ebony hair swinging behind her like a black wolf's tail.
Without another word, Lela vanished into the sheets of water, her ebony hair swinging behind her like a black wolf's tail.
Dropping to all fours, Lela scrambled through the underbrush. Her features where strangely twisted, not quite human and not quite wolf. Her nails scrabbled the ground, taking up dirt, while her long snout sniffed the wind for Rain's scent. She could almost catch it, it was drifting just out of reach. "Why can't I be one or - " Her sentence broke off into a howl, "-the other!" Her tail flicked irritably, and a pale splotch on her shoulder shimmered in the shape of a crescent moon.

The distant call of Jew's trembling voice flickered on the edge of Lela's attention. "I told her to stay - " Her wolfish mouth let out an annoyed bark, "- in the barn!" Her muscles rippled in strange formations, half of two species doing there best to come together when she transformed. Lela leapt off the ground, morphing into human form again. "Rain! Come back, please come back!" She cocked her still conspicuosly pointy ears, awaiting a reply. "Darn it, Rain, you can't just run away from your own sister," Lela kicked a tree in crazed anger and mumbled to herself, "and please, please, tell me you have enough sense not to go to our decrepit old dog of a father."
((just so everyone knows: Lela and Rain are sisters. There mom is a werewolf but she lives as a human in the village. Their dad is a Shifter of the forest (Haven). When their mom and dad had them, their parents where both in wolf form, which is why Lela can only turn into a wolf, and Rain can turn into whatever she wants. Hope yer ok w/ that, Jenna?))

Rain stopped. She let out a low whimper/growl, "Fine." She flicked her tail and turned back to her human form. Still, two silver ears and a long tail poked out. Her amber eyes flashed with anger, annoyance, and sadness. "I'm coming and I heard that. You shouldn't call Father that."
Rain had never been a big fan of her father but she still looked up to him and his great dark magic.

A scream pierced the night. Lela swore under her breath and leapt to the ground, racing to her friend's rescue. "Hurry up, Rain, or your beloved jackal father will have torn up my friend!" Lela yelled to the wind. She skidded to the edge of the forest. A dirty gray wolf had just pounced on Jew. Lela could see his yellow teeth stained with human blood. "Get off her, demon!" She sank her teeth into the dog's forearm, kicking him backwards in the process. Lela spluttered, the sticky taste of blood sinking into her still all to human taste buds. "Run, Jew! Tell Lela's mother that the one she once loved is getting braver in his attempts!" Lela howled as her father gouged her flesh. "Go!" Keeping the fight under the shadows of the forest, Lela concealed her voice and features as best she could - what would happen if Jew found out that her best friend was this creature?

"Get off of me, Rain!" Lela barked and tustled with her father, biting his snout. "Run, coward! And don't come back to us, lest this town becomes your grave!" She howled after the shape fading into the cover of the trees and rain. "What was that for?" Lela asked pitilessly. She stood up on her back legs and shimmered into her human shape. "He is a crazed, rabid dog, and he deserves none of our respect, Rain. None of it!" Lela turned and ran back to the cottage, vaguely wondering why her sister had not been shifting into different animals as of late. "She can be whatever she wants to be. Completely." Lela mumbled to herself. "And yet she chooses to be a wolf-human, copying my chains!"
The sun had set about and hour ago, and Lela was glad when she found her mother at the door of her home. The next few minutes went by in a haze, and the next thing Lela was conscious of was her head sinking into a warm feather pillow.
((END OF DAY. NEXT POST STARTS NEW DAY))
The sun had set about and hour ago, and Lela was glad when she found her mother at the door of her home. The next few minutes went by in a haze, and the next thing Lela was conscious of was her head sinking into a warm feather pillow.
((END OF DAY. NEXT POST STARTS NEW DAY))

Once she got to Lela's house she banged on the door. "Let me in! Let me in! It's Jew! Please!" Lela's mother opened the door.
"What is it? You should be at you own house! Lela's not here!" The she looked down at Jew. "OH dear! Honey, what happened to you?" Jew the told her the whole story, as she fixed Jew all up, then told her what she heard in the woods.
"My dear, it's going to all right. Lela's going to be find, same with Rain. I'll explain everything, lets just wait till they come home."
But once Lela got home she went right to sleep. So Jew was told she would have to wait till moring. She she went to bed in the guest room right next to Lela, but couldn't get much sleep. For some reason she was scared, even though she was told everything was fine. She just knew something was going to happen.
As the crisp, white winter sun rose over the far-off snowy mountaintops, Lela's eye fluttered open. She moaned as the sunbeams hit her eyes, momentarily blinding her. She sat upright in bed, and remembered in a flash the events of the previous night.
"Mother!" She said. It was only half a scream - she was trying to keep herself under control. "Mother, what did Jew tell you last night?" Lela flung the covers off as her mother came through the door, her nightdress still on.
"Oh, Lela, stop worrying. . . she told me that 'the one I once loved was getting bolder'."
"How is that not important?!" Lela cried in disbelief.
"Lela, Marcus is your father. He may be crazed at the moment, but he wouldn't hurt me, or you and your sister." Her mother yawned.
"He fought me last night." Lela said defiantly. "He scraped my shoulder. Look," She pulled down the shoulder of her nightshirt, revealing three deep cuts matted in dried blood.
"Oh, my dear! I didn't even see those last night! Come in the bathroom and clean that up, you are right, this is dangerous." Lela allowed herself to relax. Her mother knew how dangerous the situation was, so everything would be alright. She crossed the hall into the bathroom, and began taking out the bandages.
"Mother!" She said. It was only half a scream - she was trying to keep herself under control. "Mother, what did Jew tell you last night?" Lela flung the covers off as her mother came through the door, her nightdress still on.
"Oh, Lela, stop worrying. . . she told me that 'the one I once loved was getting bolder'."
"How is that not important?!" Lela cried in disbelief.
"Lela, Marcus is your father. He may be crazed at the moment, but he wouldn't hurt me, or you and your sister." Her mother yawned.
"He fought me last night." Lela said defiantly. "He scraped my shoulder. Look," She pulled down the shoulder of her nightshirt, revealing three deep cuts matted in dried blood.
"Oh, my dear! I didn't even see those last night! Come in the bathroom and clean that up, you are right, this is dangerous." Lela allowed herself to relax. Her mother knew how dangerous the situation was, so everything would be alright. She crossed the hall into the bathroom, and began taking out the bandages.

Jew never really know much about Lela's family besides her mother. It always seemed like a sore subject. When Jew asked Lela about her father once, Lela just sighed and said it was complicated. Jew wasn't one to prey so she left it at that.
She decided it wass time to get up, so she started to walk towards the kitchen, when she saw Lela and her mom in the bathroom. "What's going on?" Jew asked, then she saw the cut on Lela's shoulder. It looked pretty bad and she started to freak out. "Lela are you ok?" She asked as she ran to her friends side. "What happened?"


"Stay here." Lela's mother said. "I'll go check the door." Then she left.

"It is I, Camellia, tree nymph and forest warrior. I was wondering if you could possible spare some of those camellias that you have on that bush over there." She pointed to the bush. "I'm very hungry, and could use some food to strengthen me. Then I promise I will leave."
The door opened, revealing a woman with a kind face. "But the tree nymphs haven't been out in ages." A skeptical look crossed her face. "How do I know that you really are one?"
"I shall prove it to you." Camellia looked around the yard. Her eyes crossed a small bush that had long been dead. She walked over to it, and touched it with the tip of her finger. Immediately, the bush sprang to life, and little purple buds opened up on it's large green leaves. She turned back to the woman and put her hands on her hips. "Do you need any more proof?"
The woman's mouth was open with disbelief. "I don't believe it..." she murmured. She ran to the camellia bush and picked four or five off of it. She ran back to the doorway. "Come in to eat, please. I'm sorry for not believing you. In times like these..." her voice drifted off.
Camellia nodded. "Thank you." Then she walked into the house.

"It's just me." Lela's mother said as she entered the room. Both Jew and Lela sighed in reilf. "And a tree nymph."
"There's such a thing?" Jew has been through so much in the past 24 hours. Her villages was very supperstitius, but she didn't belive in 1/2 of what they said. "I thought they were a myth."


"Jew. Sweetie. I think it's time to tell you about the magical world that lives right in you're backyard. And why we're all in hiding." And then she started to talk about the magical and mythical war, Jew would soon learn the name, that happened when before she was born.
Lela drifted into the dining room, letting her eyes sift through her mother telling Jew of the war, Jew's transfixed expression, and a strange tree nymph all gathered around her table. Lela felt like she was walking in a waking dream. 'It must be my loss of blood' , she though to herself. Silently, she sat down by the tree nymph, throwing her a pleasant smile. Lela listened politely as her mother recounted the war against the villagers and the shifters of the forest. Because Lela was part wolf, she held the memories of the war in her mind - like a bank of thought all her kind shared. The shifters - shape-shifters, actually - had been aided by the animals to try and take over the humans' village. It had been a long, bloody battle, and humans had never been completely welcome in the forest again. Thankfully, the nymphs had kept themselves separate from the war, and therefore where not enemies to the humans. However, it had been so long since a nymph had visited a human, they had faded into legend.
Lela shifted her leg, trying to shake out the pins and needles. "Why have you woken?" She whispered to the nymph.
Lela shifted her leg, trying to shake out the pins and needles. "Why have you woken?" She whispered to the nymph.


"What?!" Lela couldn't believe what she was hearing. The tree nymphs were ancient and respected, she just couldn't bring herself to believe that they were being KILLED OFF. "What are you TALKING about?! No one is BRAVE enough?! You're a nymph! You have the unrestricted access to the Forest's very BEING!" She was on her feet now, despite her tired state, ranting. "Camellia, I have the greatest respect for you and the rest of the nymphs, but only if you show what all your race is capable of!" Then Lela collapsed in her chair, glaring at Camellia, awaiting her response.

Lela tried to ignore Jew, but with a wave of her hand she said, "Jew, she's right in front of you. LOOK AT HER! Does she look like a myth?!"

Lela rolled her eyes. "Alright, Jewl. If she's not a tree nymph, where did she come from?" Lela smiled kindly at Jewl's confused expression. "It's okay. You don't have to believe in Camellia."

Lela sat back down and stared at the dissected flower in Camellia's light moss-tinted hands. Lela sighed, and bowed her head. "To save a beautiful and ancient race, I am at your service. Tell me what I must do, and I will do it for you and your people, Camellia." Lela knew she had to do this. If she did not, she would forevermore live in regret. What Jewl did was entirely up to her, but Lela knew her duty to all in the Haven.
Lela ran out of the forest and back into her town. She was the only one who was brave enough to go into the woods. "Where is everyone?" Lela called as she walked the empty streets.
((Y'all know how 2 roleplay, rite???))