Aridia, Fey, and The Forebidden forest

Wind stood up, her brown hair whipped around her as a stong breeze came and went. Her grey eyes scanned the forest floor, looking for any intruders. Wind turned and looked back at the small village called Fey. It was so small there were only about twenty-five house surrounding the village hall. Turning slightly she looked down at the light silver she-wolf at her side. "Do you think they would notice if we weare gone for about a few hours?"

Thorn raised her nose and sniffed the air around them. Her blackish, grey ears perked as she smelled a deer herd in the meadow a few miles away. "If they notice they probably won't care about us, But I think we should go hunting. Bring back a antler and say we were out hunting just to show them we didn't get in trouble for once." Thorn sat down and looked at Wind, watching Wind decide what to do.

Wind took a deep breath as she closed her eyes. "Lets just go back before we get caught. I don't want to patrol for a whole week like last time." She spoke out loud to Thorn as she turned and walked swiftly back toward the village. Without knowing it she could tell Thorn was following her. Thorn never let her out of her sight, she rarely did though.

As the strong breeze blew, Kila wiped a loose strand away from her face. She had her blonde hair pulled back in a string. Her hair was always a mess and it drew her nuts at times, but she still loved her hair for she knew it was a trait her late mother was said to have. Right now the young lady was gathering herbs for their small group. The silence in the woods could be called eerie, but Kila loved it. Her own guardian, Slate, sat alert with his ears twitching and he eyes scanning for any movement.

"There, I am done. Shall we go back now?" Kila asked the male wolf.

"Yes." Slate replied as he stood up on all fours.

Kila stood up as well and the two companions headed back to their village. Once they were there, Kila went about making healing remedies with the herbs she gathered. If there was on area she was confident in, it was helping and healing people.

Wind stopped when she saw Kila and Slate gathering herbs. "Shall we give them a spook?" She asked Thorn with her thoughts, as she crouched lower to the ground and slowly, quietly followed Kila and Slate back to the village.

The silver she-wolf followed Wind and crouched low to the ground, too. "You wouldn't listen to me even if i said no so why ask?" Thorn asked back but her thought was amused and teasing. When her and Wind saw Kila and Slate enter their hut, she stood up and slowly inched into the hut without being noticed. Thorn growled behind Slate and snorted.
"Making potions again? for what? to cast a love spell on the human you love?" Thorn snarled silently at Kila without moving toward her.

Wind watched Thorn creep in and now it was her turn. She walked into the hut and watched Slate the male wolf in front of Thorn. It was her first instinct to check if there were any other gaurdians in the room. Wind looked at Kila and looked at what she was doing.

Myrrin sat on his new throne. Even thought it was covored in blood from everyone of the five main council members he still sat there. He was glad they were dead and were killed by his hands and his gaurdian. His dark empty blue eyes stared down at his gaurdian, Rage.
"Are you sure?" He asked in a deep but harsh tone.
The grey Brute growled and nodded his blood stained muzzle. He had just came from one of the small villages close to the forebidden forest one that no loner exists..
"So there are five of them left? intresting... Well find them and bring them to me, Alive." Myrrin said as he suddenly looked up at the wall behind him. It was covored in gaurdian pelts, from the humans he had killed.
Rage made a gesture that if he were human would be a smile.
"What about the girl? Your.... Sister?" He asked while watching his human sit and stare at the wall of trophies he had also hunted down.
Myrrin snapped his head toward Rage and jumped up.
"Bring me the girl, but not her gaurdian. It will be a pleasure to meet my little sister again. See how big she's gotten." Myrrin spoke with a almost soft and gentle tone but he looked at Rage. "Go. Now!"
Rage turned quickly and started running down the palace halls. He lifted his head while running and let out a demonic howl. Suddenly the gates flew open and you could see a small army, compared to Myrrin's original army. The grey brute kept running as the army started running as one after the wolf, toward the village of Fey.


Wind looked at Kila's face and almost felt guilty about what Thorn said.
"Sorry... We didn't mean to..." She tried to figure out what to say but just settled for looking at Slate. Thorn looked almost as tall as him sitting next to him.
The silver she-wolf growled when she heard what Wind was thinking. "Im just as tall as him, so quiet, sikla." Thorn's fur bristled as she started feeling jelous of Slate being so close to her Human.
"Anyway lets go Wind." Thorn stood up and glared at Slate then stalked back out of the hut.
Wind watched her gaurdian walk. She was now angry that Thorn had called her a Sikla meaning Omega or weakest. The brown haired gilr straightened her back and with a blank expression followed her companion outside.

Kila had just finished making the remedies when she suddenly she heard a growl, surprising her into turning around so quickly that she slipped and fell back onto her bottom. Slate felt regret for not picking up the other wolf's scent. He turned to the she-wolf and glarred at her. However before he could say anything, Wind had come up and apologized. She sounded sincere, but Slate still had his doubts. He watched silently as the two left and by that time Kila recovered her wits.

"Are you okay Kilandra?" the wolf asked her.

He caught the term Thorn had called Wind and thought it very innappropriate. Wind was many things but she wasn't weak. Even Slate had to admit that.

"I am fine. I should be more aware of things." Kila replied.

Slate was one of the few that called her by her proper name.