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Dec 28, 2011 06:02PM
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North sighed and leaned on a tree
A large black wolf padded around the forest. Her fur shined a lovely navy blue it was so dark. She stopped when she smelled demon. Her lip curled up into a growl that escaped her jaws. She walked into the clearing where the demon stood.
"It is a beautiful evening, no, adelfós?" Sitting in the twining roots of an ancient fur tree, the older twins shoulder were rounded with complete ease, stormy eyes closed over with the anticipation of the approaching dusk.
Despite the foolish mortal's claims, it was not fatal for a vampire to expose him or herself to direct sunlight, merely a discomfort that they all preferred to avoid. The sun's rays were like lances in their adapted eyes, and burned their skin with a frightful ease. As such, they stayed in the night as whatever god there was ordained, watching the suns rise and fall from the shadows of the forest.
When he did not receive the scornful remark or harsh tease that was the norm of his wilful brother, a pale eyelid flickered open, seeking the dark blotch that was his sibling.
One shoulder braced against the craggy surface of a tree, crimson gaze focused solely upon the setting horizon, Akakios was clearly consumed by his thoughts, as their kind was oft to do, the surface of his eyes bearing the glazed, dusty look of an unblinking countenance.
"It appears I've been speaking to myself, never much of a wise choice to indulge in." He said to himself, or the tree, he was not quite sure himself. "To be rooted forever in this great world, never faltering in what you should or shall not do, it is a great thing, is it not Oh-Grand-Tree, the nymph you bear your sole companion for years upon years."
He drifted silent once more, breaking from that line of thought as the final golden hues faded from the skyline, leaving only a murky red in remembrance of its passing.
Distantly, the waking howl of a wolf alerted the nightly prowlers to the time, and even his consumed brother gave a start, blinking away the accumulated dust from his eyes.
"Ah, I've missed it again, eh? Ah well, we have eternity to witness it, unfortunately."
Rasping and husky, the familiarity of his brother's tone washed over the slight brother, the offered hand accepted as the weaker of the two struggled to his aching feet.
"You hunt tonight, do you not?"
The question was asked with a whimsical air, but it was clear by the averted gaze that Erastos did not approve of the measure. Akakios himself was still bloated from the night's before meal, but the ver present hunger clawing at his spine spoke for itself.
"Perhaps you'll join me for once, Wise One," Akakios finally answered, their steps timed perfectly as they wandered further into the creaking, creeping forest, the hems of their cloaks brushing the loose soil.
(( omg that is alot! Awesome!))
((That was good!!))A lovely black wolf crossed their path. Her eyes a bright amber and her coat shined a navy blue in the glisting moonlight. The eyes showed intelligence yet pent up ability's to find prey for the night.
Suddenly, the lovely wolf transformed into a woman. Her hair long and black as oil or tan with the shine of the nights glimmering light. Her skin accented her amber eyes as she reached a pond and drank from it's chilling waters.
The girl was naked for the moment being but walked behind a tree, only to come out in clothing of a young peasant girl. Her hair was long and unbraided, unlike many girls of the time.
Her lips were pulled into a straight line as she stood looking over the lake bank. She felt eyes upon her. Males. White Males Her thoughts growled. She was tempted to spring into her wolf form, but doing so would rip her only clothing to shards of material.
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The silence between the two brothers, one a dark shade and the other a sliver of light, became frosty, mentalities clashing once more. "You already know the answer as w-"
Coarse hands covered his mouth as Akakios, bristling with the ferocity that was second nature to them both, fangs lengthening and piercing the gums of his mouth, drawing the lukewarm blood that idled throughout his being.
"You would do well to let your senses roam, brother, there is another here whom we've long since battled."
Gunmetal eyes sparking, his nose rose like a cat scenting the air, the tracks of those before him weaving and intertwining into a fabric of life that was a comfort to all of his race, but one stood out of all the others, and traits inherited by oth him and his brother raised a natural fury that was barely controlled by the calmer sibling.
"Werewolf." The word escaped in a half-strangled hiss. Though they had journeyed far from their motherland, the memory of the hostility between their side and that of the lykánthropoi, as they were called there, was still strong.
Nostrils flaring, Akakios dropped to a hand, keen eyes searching out the form of the skinwalker, lip curling in the approximate of an animilisitic snarl, fingers splaying out in the soft, moist earth of the forest, shadows clinging to his form.
Laying a hand upon his shoulder, Erastos willed his brother to rise, sniffing at the scent with a slight of caution.
"This land is not ours, brother, compose yourself before you cause irreparable harm." The words were whispered, but the digging fingers were harsh as the wiser of the two fought for control, the silvery wisps of hair brushing back in the drifting breeze.
With a biting snarl, Akios rose, wrenching himself from the weak-fools grips, maroon gaze settling upon the single figure that stood across the lake, fingers curling into fists.
"They swore a blood feud, fool, I doubt distance matters."
"But it very well could," he murmured, focusing on the female. "Relations are tricky things, so do not destroy a peace that could exist. They have clans as well as we do, and ours has been known as one of its own."
The female diappeared into the forest and transformed again, but not without hiding her clothing. She sniffed the air, letting herself breathe in the crisp air. She smelt mint, deer, clover, mice, and something sweet. Sickening sweet.She followed the scent till she got two male and pinned her ears back. She heard about these creatures. They were pale white, ice cold, and smelled of a sicking chocolate or vanillia. They were indescribly beautiful, but they were no good to have around a young wolf.
The girl had her ears pinned back as she was tempted to growl. Vampire. She thought as she breathed in their sicking scents. Made for humans to be prey to, but werewolves to kill. She felt her claws dig into the moist ground under her paws as her tail and body stayed low to the ground.
Her breathing was quiet and shallow as she wa sprepared if they attacked. The first thing she did was ask a single question.
"Who are you?"
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Akakios's jaw clenched, the muscles rolling with the force he forced upon it in an effort not to, as his brother was oft to say, make a further mess of a situation at hand. Once more, the cool hand of his brother landed upon his shoulder, but not in malice or forced control as it hand been before, but in silent comfort, the pallid of his skin-tone most shocking next to that of his own deep olive.
The woman was not unlike those he used to cavort around with, her skin a darker shade than his own and with the ebony hair that had been the norm within Athens. But she was not of their homeland, for that he was sure. He drew in a pinched breath to be doubly so, and the deep, heady scent of this land was hers too, not of the mildly sweet, honey-like scent of the deathly Asphodels he and his brother carried, nor the saltly scent of her ilk that roamed there.
"We are merely passers of your woods, young one," Erastos murmured, as eloquent as ever, breaking him from his internal observation, "I am..." a pause, and a brief glance shared, "I am Erastos, this man to my right is my brother, Akakios. We mean you know harm, despite my little adelfós's rather frightening appearance."
The last part was uttered wryly, somewhat of a fool's game between the two throughout their childhood when he had sat in the shade of the olive tree's and Akakios had been battered about like dummy by his mentor.
In a show of respect, Akakios watched as his brother dropped to his knees, folding frail hands in his lap, leaving his brother to pace behind him, like the caged jungle cat he once watched in the Roman Coliseum.
She nodded and padded forward warily. She sniffed the two, her body wanting to recoil from the stench of sweetness. She steped backa few feet in her large black wolf form. Her amber eyes flickered from the black hair to the white hair.Her body shifted back as she changed into clothing. She looked at him, eyes showing immediate intelligence. "This form is easier to communicate to you in, and maybe he will not growl." She said, pointing to the maroon orbed fellow. Her lips were in a straight line as she stood before them.
Her long ebony hair laid over her shoulder as her tone was dark. Her Amber eyes, the eyes of a top-of-the-line predator, watched their movements. "Tell me, what are you here for? These are not my woods, but I have laid claim to parts. What are you here for? Hunting? Living?" She asked, her head tilted in curiosity.
She was young and beautiful with eyes that made you believe you were looking into the wild sun-set. Her lips full and soft looking as her brows were in a hard furrow. Her body type was one that fit Aphrodite.
Her very movements still seemed stiff and wryly. She was ready to transform if one sprung at her. She was the quickest werewolf to form.
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Zora walked through the forest cautiously Z in the trees just like Zorro did in the stories,she kept walking until she heard other people,she hid behind a tree not making peep her rapier drawn out of its leather sheath ,her hood on.
So his assessment hadn't been incorrect with distance, and a small bead of satisfaction welled in him. He still had the eyes of Zeus's fair eagle, dust had not clouded them as he had feared."I doubt anything will stop his irrepressible noise, little one, it is, as they say, his way, but I respect your choice in showing yourself to us." Erastos replied, waving his hand in a call for assistance.
Despite his irritation with the situation, Akakios deigned to his brother's need and pulled him to his feet, and away from the lycanthrope in a single move.
"We walk as we will," he snapped before his brother could otherwise rule the situation. "Our kind does not settle like an encroaching bird in one place, and our actions here aren't lasting."
His arms crossed over his chest, the metal bracers from his earlier training digging through the soft material of his cloak and into his skin.
A short laugh signalled his brother's attempt to remedy the situation as his features turned somewhat frosty in the fading light. "You need not worry. As my brother attempted to explain in his limited speech, we are merely passing through. We teach those of the younger generation in a school not far from here, and did not want to frighten them with our prowling, so we took it here, but it seems we are still in the way."
His soft-mannered way of speaking came out rather short and punctual n the light of the situation, and he carefully studied the girl as his brother had taught him so long ago, the flexing in her arms and the supple arch of her back, but, more importantly, the stiffness in her shoulders that belied her otherwise eloquent speech.
"On the other hand, we have told you our names, what of yours?"
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Tyler heard being drawn,he drew his own sword,spinning"Who's there?"He asked
Before Tyler could walk to the other side of the tree Zora was already up the tree the only trace of her was the Z carved on the bark.
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((lol she's a wood nymph,wrong move tyler who is tyler's charrie))
Zora grinned her eyes turned green and split like a cat's,the branches let go of her and wrapped around his waist as she hopped down from the tree"no games?what a shame,we could have had so much fun"
Zora grinned her eyes turned green and split like a cat's,the branches let go of her and wrapped around his waist as she hopped down from the tree"no games?what a shame,we could have had so much fun"
"I am West. Just West." She said, eyes watching the movements in any attempt to read their next moves. She frowned, knowing that the darker one would spring first. She watched the pale one as well. Her mind made a simple note: This one is the elder of the two. more controlled. Her body was stiff as she watched. "A school, you say? I am going to one in this area." She said and her eyes still wild and untamed. She frowned as she watched.
"Teachers. This is intresting. You do relized at your new institute, there will be many other creatures other than human blood, yes?"
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Zora giggled"a fight,i couldn't say no to that"she said before making the branches set him down gently on the ground"now should I take off my hood or not?"she asked.
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Zora moved to the side and with a quick dash she was a couple feet behind him,she slid off her hood and took a bow her quite pale skin beautiful the way the sun was shining through the trees,her long blonde hair shimmering with the sun and her blue eyes sparkling,she was almost as pretty as it gets.
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Tyler turned and smiled,he had to admit,she was striking."Hmm,i guess I have to try harder"He said,slashing downwards.
((okay :P))
Zora took a quick step back when he did,then stopped and stood in fencing position her rapier ready and as agile as possible"amateur"she rung while grinning.
Zora took a quick step back when he did,then stopped and stood in fencing position her rapier ready and as agile as possible"amateur"she rung while grinning.
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((they should be friends))
Zora smiled and took a gentle step forward,thick and strong leaves of grass wrapping around his feet tight.
Zora smiled and took a gentle step forward,thick and strong leaves of grass wrapping around his feet tight.
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Tyler growled,clenching his fist"I have no time for parlor tricks"He said,watching the leaves.
((:P,it be hilarious if he just pulled out a machine gun and shot Zora repeatedly even guns like that don't exist yet :D))
"don't get so angry over my lovelys"Zora said before coming closer and slashing a small cut on his cheek.
"don't get so angry over my lovelys"Zora said before coming closer and slashing a small cut on his cheek.
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((no whats is it?*interested*))
Zora quickly got up and gently wiped her arm healing it"no tell me."
Zora quickly got up and gently wiped her arm healing it"no tell me."
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Tyler smiled warmly,sheathing his sword."Allow me to show you"He clapped his hands together,a fire appearing in his hands,he wiped the fire forward,burning her arm and hardened it into is magma stone form,trapping her arms and legs.
"great, just lovely"Zora muttered with a sigh.
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Raven was out practicing her her knife throwing when she was interrupted with her vamp hearing a girl bickering with a guy who was trying to impress her,"Newbies."She muttered as she made her way toward them,she jumped in a tree to watch them,her waist long red hair hanging down as she watched.
"what do you think."She said with a sheepish grin.
"West. That is a pretty name, if not an unique one." His smile was entreating, kind, as he had practised for years. It was strange for one to speak for so long with little to no threatening words or signs, it made him glad, in a way. "It suits you."Beside him, surprisingly, Akakios nodded, composing himself, or so it would seem. "Though, if we are speaking in technical terms, brother, the South or North would be better, the West has been tamed like a caged cat."
Erastos gave him a most disparaging look. "You who served under the Great deem us tamed? For shame, the time has widdled away your mind."
A snort, and the final tenseness left his shoulders, hearing that she was little more than a student, perhaps even one of their future students. "It must be one and the same," he murmured to himself, nose curling at the thought. It was going to be an...interesting year.
At her question, Erastos nodded with a fierceness that was usually unknown to the elder. "It is the reason the two of us have come here. There are many bloodlines here, and yet so far none of our kind. We want to show that there is more to our species than our partiality to blood. We are, in little words, walking historical records if you will."
The scholar in his brother heard what he wanted, Akakios silently snorted, hearing deeper into her words. "We do not drink of faery, dragon or skinwalkers, little wolf, we fancy our humans and our roe deer. So rest your fears, if you have any."
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"why would i kill you?I have no reason to"Zora said.
((Demonic,bring me in?))Raven then heard another set of voices as she sat in the tree,she jumped over to the next tree and saw two buys and girl.The boys looked similar,"Hmm,twins."She said watching then with playful eyes.
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(Got to go eat dinner,be back)
((okay,bye!))
Zora grinned and got up "so are you going to tell me your name?"she asked.
Zora grinned and got up "so are you going to tell me your name?"she asked.
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"I'm Tyler DarkLeaf"He said,looking at her burns.
West didn't relax herself. "I am not tamed. The West is the land of the wild and the dead. The further West you go, the more your entering the land of the dead." She stated in honest words. She brushed her long hair behind her shoulder. "I am immortal, as you are. I only come to learn. I am older than I look." She smiled and waved off the tenstion in the air.
It was the first time the species spoke in such wise and kind tones to eachother. "I am sorry if I get into fight. I'm not one to act so happily to comments by Higher Lines ."
