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Shapeshifters Introduction
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Michelle
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Oct 04, 2011 05:46PM
She chuckled, "Now that'll be a sight. A little chipmunk riding a raven."
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He kept walking, his ears twitching to every sound. His lips curled up in a chuckle, as he spotted people in the distance. 'Prey, or friend?' He thought to himself.
Michelle heard a rustle further off and her ears pricked up. She turned towards the direction, her eyes narrowing.
He stopped, observing the male, female, and chipmunk cautiously. He smirked at the chipmunk, his mouth watering. "Food." He murmured.
Azrael wrote: "He stopped, observing the male, female, and chipmunk cautiously. He smirked at the chipmunk, his mouth watering. "Food." He murmured."((Hey, look! I'm my own Gender! :D Actuallly I'm in human form at the moment....))
((nawp, the chipmunk's human now xD and hey Stone))Her instinct's picked up and she turned, starting to walk in the direction of the soft noise she'd heard, ready to shift if it was anything.
He let out a low growl, his golden eyes watching her. He stepped out of the shadows, as he stuck his hands in his pockets.
She startled, and gave a warning growl back at the boy who'd just appeared, "Who are you?"
Dawn turned her head and saw Azrael. "Hello there!" She called, waving with a grin.
"Tch, any of your concern? I think not." He chuckled quietly to himself, as if he told a personal joke to himself.
"Funny." she said dryly and turned back to look at Dawn, "You know this joker?" she called out to her.
"Nope! Never seen him before in my life! But he's interesting!" Dawn stood, and walked over to him, holding out her hand. "I'm Dawn!"
Michelle scoffed, "You find everyone interesting."
He gazed down at it, before chuckling more. He shook his head, and walked past them all.
((hey that rhymed! xD))She rushed to cut him off, "Ever heard of manners, slick?" she snapped and stood in front of him.
Dawn stared after him, her lip trembling a bit. Then she figured he must be having a bad day. She ran after him and grabbed his arm. "So what's your name?" She asked.
What rhymed??)) He looked at her, and his eyes darkened, a low growl escaping his lips, "I've heard of 'em, but I don't need 'em. Fuck off."
((ur previous post))"Looks like someone woke up on the wrong side of bed today. What's wrong, slick? Feeling off your game, maybe?" she snickered.
He brushed past her, walking off towards the river.
Dawn looked at the two of them and released Azrael's arm. She frowned, wondering why they seemed to hate each other.
She stared after him, an expressionless look on her face, but her eyes were narrowed.
Dawn looked at EJ. "I'm gonna have to get back to ya on the ride thing. Catch ya later!" She saluted them and ran after Azrael. She fell in step behind him, mimicking his hands in his pockets and his facial expression.
I stood in the shadows, unseen.
He washed his face in the water, as he reached into his pocket, pulling out a cigarette.
Michelle snorted, amused at Dawn's attempts.
"Ew!!!!!" Dawn exclaimed. She reached out her hand and batted away the cigarette from Azrael's hand. She stared at it, tilting her head. "So. You didn't tell me your name." She turned to him, putting her hands behind her back and smiling innocently.
He gazed at Dawn, his eyes hiding behind his hair, "Get lost, twit."
"Actually my name's Dawn." She explained. "And it's quite difficult to get lost on an island you've lived on your whole life."
I kept standing there, deciding where and when would be the best time to announce my presence.
He pulled out another cigarette, pushing Dawn down. He lit his cigarette, inhaling, a small look of happiness on his face. "Why should I tell you my name?"
Azrael wrote: "He pulled out another cigarette, pushing Dawn down. He lit his cigarette, inhaling, a small look of happiness on his face. "Why should I tell you my name?""((did he literally push her?))
Michelle sighed, debating on whether or not to go after Dawn. She quite liked the little chipmunk and didn't want anything bad to happen to her.
Azrael wrote: "He pulled out another cigarette, pushing Dawn down. He lit his cigarette, inhaling, a small look of happiness on his face. "Why should I tell you my name?"""Put that thing out," I said, not coming out of my hiding spot.
He smirked, inhaling on it more, "Go fuck yourself, I don't gotta impress any of you fucker's."
Azrael wrote: "((I thought you were in human form?!))"(Who is "you"?)
Dawn fell onto the ground backwards from him pushing her. She frowned, disappointed. She paused at what he said, and tilted her head. "Why do you talk like that?" She asked.
"Why do I talk like what?" He asked, slightly confused.
I continued to watch the trio(or are there 4 people?) baffled by how they completely ignored me.
(Uh.........I'm a person, but I don't know what Dawn is right now -_-)
"People use confusing and wrong words because they don't want to truely express themselves. They feel strong by using words that will get people to laugh. I just never understood it... All it made me do was feel bad. I was just thinking.... Doesn't it make you feel bad too?"
Azrael wrote: "(Uh.........I'm a person, but I don't know what Dawn is right now -_-)"(sorry, replace for with 4...)
He scoffs, looking at Dawn, "Pathetic little child, buzz off." He picked up Dawn, and promptly threw her across the river, before walking off.
Azrael wrote: "(Uh.........I'm a person, but I don't know what Dawn is right now -_-)"((Lol, I'm human.))
Azrael wrote: "He scoffs, looking at Dawn, "Pathetic little child, buzz off." He picked up Dawn, and promptly threw her across the river, before walking off."(O.O)
I hoped down to the ground. "That isn't very polite, you know?"
