Blood Rites: Awakening » Places

         Auberon Urso and Morotagh

"Are you joking!" Auberon roared at the town came into view ahead of them. Morotagh flinched, his whole body tensing as he felt the anger of his creaous. They had awoken not long after the fire had died out and decided to keep moving, well...Morotagh had forced the man out of his sleep to walk through the forest once more. Now they had finally reached the town and Auberon was less then happy at his familiars obvious deception.

Now brother, you know I didn't-

"No! I know you did Moro!" The white haired man yelled at the bear, fists clenched at his side, "You dragged me for days through the forest to Craine just to force me in their without you! Don't play me for a fool brother, I know you well enough already"

Morotagh let out a massive exhale and plopped his fluffy white butt on the forest floor, Well Aub, you need food. We haven't found any prey for a few days and you just finished your last canned food. One of us has to go into town and its not going to be the polar bear.

Auberon glared at the bear and attempted to push the massive form, comically shoving against the unrelenting weight. When it became apparent he was only making a fool out of himself, Auberon quit and crossed his arms. He had never been anywhere without Morotagh ever sense they had met and became his familiar. Once more, he had never set foot in a town the size of Craine...they due had kept to smaller villages when they needed to restock. Auberon knew why the bear was doing this; he needed to branch out a bit and get over his fear of others. But...

Familiar and Creaous locked eyes as the two fought their inner battles and Auberon opened his mouth to speak.

"I'll go if its so important to you-"
I'll go with you if it's so important to you-

They both let out a howl of laughter at both of their identical responses. Auberon took a step forward and ran his hands through Moro's fur, resting his forehead against the bears, "I'll be fine, I can do this. We have the telepathy, so its not like we are truly apart. If anything happens, you'll come?"

Of course brother

Auberon grinned and rustled the soft fur lovingly, then turned and looked towards the town. He stared at it, exhaled deeply, then left the forest to walk towards the town. It only took him a view minutes, but already he wanted to run back to his bear and call this adventure quits.

It was...it was busy. People moved to and fro around him, not stopping as they hustled to their location. He had to dodge a few people as they ran by without out even seeing if anyone was in their way. He felt like people were staring at him everywhere he turned. Auberon ran a hand through his bright white hair self consciously, dusting the dirt of his equally white jacket. He stood out, but he didn't have a change of clothes so this would have to do. Hopefully this could be a fast trip and he could get back to the forest as quickly as possible. With a hefty sigh, Auberon continued to walk through the streets, not really sure where he was going but hoping to find some sort of grocery store along the way.

         

LISANTHIA AXIRIN & ALEXIEL LUX

His white blonde hair brushed across his face as he ran down the stairs. He held tight the banister, taking the steps two at a time. He was going to be late! They…were going to be late. His blue eyes darted around the area seeing everything before he would get there. His hand trailed the railing as he spun around another set of stairs. Why did the girl’s dorm have to be so hard to get to? He took off down a hall, hoping he wouldn’t come in contact with anyone. He wasn’t exactly supposed to be there…seeing as he was male.

Finally spotting his destination he slowed his pace a bit and skid to a stop in front of a slightly ajar door. With a deep sigh he lifted a pale hand and pushed it open to reveal a girl, who looked almost exactly like him sitting at a window and looking out of it. He smiled softly at the sight of her, she looked so frail and innocent like a dove.

“Alexiel~” she said his name, speaking in a soft, sweet sounding voice. It caused him to look away, with slightly pink cheeks before he replied with her own name. “Lisanthia…” With a rush of silvery blonde hair the girl turned to face him. Her eyes were almost exactly like his. She frowned slightly. “I told you to call me Lis” she said, quietly, sadly.

Alexiel jumped at his mistake. “Sorry, Lis! I was rushing and I forgot! He bowed his head apologizing and she laughed a soft tinkling laugh. He glanced back up and blinked. Lisanthia smiled and the entire aura relaxed. Alexiel walked up to where she sat at the window and stood besides her glancing out for a moment before what he had rushed there for came to his mind.

“Lis, we have to hurry. They’re assigning us a hunter cell today and we are already late!” there was a slight sense of urgency in his voice, but it was soft as he spoke to her. Lisanthia crossed her arms. “ That’s today… must have forgotten due to how stupid it is She said coldly. Alexiel flinched then shook his head. “Lis, you know we have to go… there isn’t a way to avoid it. You and I are pureblooded hunters. You from Axirin and I from Lux. It’s in our blood, we can’t fight against it. His voice sounded slightly sad as he spoke, as if he himself hated what they had to do, but succumbed to it anyways.

Lisanthia didn’t move and Alexiel sighed. He rested a hand on her shoulder and gently stroked her hair. “It’ll be okay, today it’s just assignments. We’re not hunting yet…” . She turned towards him and lifted his hand to her cheek. “I bet they’ll be really nice too, our cell. We can probably make some good friends. Alright” . It took a moment but finally Lisanthia nodded. Alexiel smiled and pulled her up from the window. Once they were both standing, he grasped her hand tightly and they both ran from the room, without looking back.

They didn’t stop until they had reached the training gym for all the hunters. Alexiel looked around the room at all the people. Some were training, others just talking to members of their cell. Lisanthia stood slightly behind him completely silent as she narrowed her eyes at all the girls present.

         Fortis simply smiled more when she gave him a curious look. It wasn't uncommon for him to get looks like this, but he rarely paid heed to them. No point in telling people who he was. Better to keep his strength a secret to be learned. "Pleasure to meet you, Ciania." He would have bowed, but he wasn't the sort of person to do that. He looked at Alissa, wondering what the trainer had planned.

He wasn't going to speak up to fight. It didn't matter to him if he fought second or first, seeing as there were cons and pros to both. If he fought first, he might be able to surprise her with skill, but the same would be said for her. If he fought second, he would get to fight her after she tired a bit, but he would still be fighting a powerful opponent. He was not going to underestimate his opponents, that was a fool's move.

He turned in the direction of Daeten, hearing her ask if she had the right name. "Yes, that's my name." He smiled, wondering if the girl knew who he was. "I do as well." He shook Daeten's hand calmly.

He laughed when Daeten mentioned fighting barehanded, "I don't really have a choice. Didn't bring a weapon," Sure, he was of the Daine family, but that didn't mean he hadn't trained in using weapons.

"Anyways, I hope we get along." He said this sincerely.

         I was out walking the streets of the residential sector of town looking for house to live in for the moment. I had already stopped at a few empty and abandoned places to see if it was in a good condition to live in. It took me a while but he had found a good place that was in good condition and was abandoned, all it needed now was his own personal touch of decoration. Which he had done in his free time.

Let me explain what's going on alright. No he's not running away from his parents or awakening/training. He was just worried for his family safety so he requested that he would find a place to live in for the next week while he is working on his training to control his demon protector. So for the mean time I'll be living out in the town starting next week I'm sorry mom, dad,I can't wait for my birthday! I wonder who I'll meet in the future. Oh well only time will tell me the answer that one.

         He frowned and looked around, his face betraying his confusion. It would seem he was lost... Again. For some reason this happened quite often, even after living here for seven years, the whole of his life. Well, the bit he remembered anyway. Naturally he'd been alive before then.. Right? Sure. He sighed and rubbed his head. All this thinking was making his head throb. His brain was lazy like that, always throwing a fit if he thought about something to much. Oh well, he'd just have to find a way back to town, or something.

He found a decent tree to climb, having no problem seeing by moonlight, and before long was sitting on the highest branch he felt would hold him without breaking and letting him plummet to an early grave. Trees could be rude like that. He smiled and drank in the sight, the smell of the wind. It just didn't feel right, being so close to the ground. But, hold on, he smelled wolves. Well, that wasn't a really big deal, there were lots of wolves out here, so he ignored it. After a minute or two, he found a way to get back to town and made for it, climbing down at a slower pace than up.

He frowned, some scent playing his nose. It smelled like a wolf, an angry one at that. He stepped off the road and skirted around the angry wolf, and came back to the road when a little closer to town. "I'd hate to meet the guy who pissed him off." He muttered.
Sure as sin, that's exactly what happened, as he bumped into a man, dressed in black, with black hair, in the black of night. Soul didn't know this person in the least, so he did the natural thing. He went up to this man, waved to catch his eye, grinned and said "Hello!"

         

Auberon had his face smashed into Morotaghs shoulder, the muscles moving up and down with each step the bear took. He was laying on the bears back, his arms and legs sprawled on either side of the large form of his familiar. Morotagh was silent for his part, simply walking through the forest headed to gods know where. Auberon usually did not question the bear, as his instincts were not on par with the massive white beast.

He glanced around them, slightly surprised that they had come to a forest that was not covered in snow. Both of them preferred the white as they were able to hide and hunt in it easier. But this woods was green, well...green and brown. Sunlight filtered in through the branches and made their hair illuminate, warming them straight to the bone. Auberon trailed his eyes along the undergrowth before shifting and pulling his body further up the large bear.

"Why'd you come to these woods Moro?" He asked, resting his elbow under his chin as he looked ahead to wear they were walking.

Auberon could feel Moro shrug under him, a gesture that the man had come to learn as 'Shut up and don't ask questions'. He let out a loud sigh, refraining from womping the the bear on the head, before settling back into his previous comfortable position. As long as Moro did not intent to take him to a town, he was fine. The damn polar bear insisted he meet others, wanting Auberon to 'branch out' from the familiars presence. He hated when Morotagh said that and it usually ended in a fight between the two. But, he trusted the bear and knew that he would never put him in a situation that could be dangerous for either of them.

The rhythmic walking soon lulled Auberons mind into a light sleep, his form limp on his familiar back as the bear slowly walked towards the town of Craine.