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Within the beast ( Open to any)

Tips: 0.00 INK Postby TheSpaceInBetween on Sat Sep 17, 2016 2:00 pm

Hi there! I'm looking for someone to play with for this werewolf character, it can be any gender any species. Just carry on the story! A quick filler roleplay.

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The ground shuddered with each heavy footfall, they were after him, they were always after him. Although he never actually existed, he was just a story parents made up in order to scare disobedient children that if they wandered to far into the woods, the beast would rip their flesh from bone.

This is why he was running an idiotic hunter and a few others were helping him to try and capture the beast in order to capture him and claim the big reward. Sliding down a steep hil, the strap rocks and twigs cutting up his torso, he landed heavily his shoulder taking most of the blow. Growling deeply in pain his vision turned blurry for a few moments but his hearing picked up the rustling of leaves and voices and so the beast was unleashed. The sound of growling filled the night air as the men's voices came nearer.

" where did it go, the footprints stop here" said a man crouching down to get a better look. Another man joined him and spoke his voice wavering with concern. " it changed look its probably watching us right now" all the men looked at each other and the stench of fear was high. Leaping from the trees one man was killed instantly by the crushing weight of the wolf, he sank his teeth into the hunter who screamed out in blistering pain. The other man fumbled for his gun shooting random shots unable to compose himself enough to aim, one bullet tore through his shoulder and the wolf snapped his neck in half with a single push.

His human form appeared slowly the popping and crunching of bones as they reset themselves. Panting heavily he searched through the men's equipment taking important things such as bottled water, first aid kits and shoe laces to replaced his old ones.

He took off running again slightly slower this time due to the bullet in his arm, he would have time to take it out when he rested for the night and that wasnt going to be soon. Sniffing quickly he picked up a faint smell of food, he hadn't eaten for a while, sure human and animal flesh was good to live on but actuall cooked food what much more satisfying.

It was a house, a cabin of sorts but it looked a lot like the houses in the village, modern and clean looking. Approaching cautiously getting ready to run at any sound, the house was dark but that didnt mean it wasn't lived in. Opening the window slowly he crept in making his way quickly to the kitchen opening the refrigerator, blinded by the bright light but his eyes adjusted quickly. He grabbed a plateful of chicken as well as some ham and a loaf of bread for good measure. Ripping apart the chicken he ate hungrily, lightly snarling at the pleasure of eating actual food. Next he would try to find some clothes and perhaps somewhere to get clean he had been wearing the same clothes for years and washed then whenever he had the chance but it was limited when you were always in the run.
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Re: Within the beast ( Open to any)

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He jumped, silently landing on the stone walkway of the cabin he was observing. He'd heard gunfire in the woods south of him that had awoken him from his brief nap on the roof. Even from where he stood the scent of freshly spilt blood assaulted his senses. Not a good sight at all since he should be the only sentient being in the area. What ever happened, he was likely to be blamed for it if anyone found the bodies and started pointing fingers.

"Better not be those human idiots from the village wasting bullets again." He griped under his breath, taking of at a run following the smell of blood. It made him nauseous, reminding him he hadn't fed in a while. This in itself was bad, because if he was pushed enough he'd snap.

'Ouch,' He thought with a drawn out whistle, taking in the carnage he found about a quarter mile south of the cabin. It was a really messy sight. From what he could tell, it had been to bounty hunters. One, obviously the more experienced one of the two, looked as though he'd been crushed by some large animal. Must have been caught completely offguard since he looked as if he had shit himself while seeing a ghost. The second, the one who must have been the shooter, looked to have had been pushed with an extreme amount of force. His neck was bent damn near ninty degrees sideways. Whatever did this definitely wasn't something to take lightly nor was it natural.

He pulled the hood of his black cloak over his head as rain started falling. Hunting what did this could wait for now. He needed to feed soon. He was starting to lose his sense of humanity. That made him dangerous to others. He'd started back to the cabin at a jog.

He had made it to the meadow leading the cabin when his senses peaked. More bounty hunters popped up behind rocks and stone walls aiming their weapons at him. His glacial blue eyes seemed to gleam with concealed predatory delight at the prospect of fresh meat blindly leading themselves into the blender. Correction, into HIS blender.

"Sorry, fellas" He said with a casual shrug when one demanded his surrender, "I'm not what you're after."

A sinister smirk grew on his face as a hunter called him a liar. They didn't know what they were hunting exactly and they didn't appear to be with the two that were slaughtered. That was fine with him. He needed the exercise anyhow.

"I don't lie" He said with a dark chuckle, putting all the hunters even farther on edge, "However, There are worse the out tonight than the beast you're hunting."

The hunter furthest from him to his left let out a nervous scoff while the rest tighened their holds on the their triggers. They were scared and their fear made it hard to concentrate. He could see the frightened glance they shared. Whatever they were hunting had them scared nearly shitless.

Without warning, a hunter fired a shot. That shot essentially set off a time bomb in which he suddenly became a violent blur of movement. Drawing two knives from where they were hidden on his person, he moved as a near invisible blur. Six of the eighteen hunters were dead before they could even react. It didn't matter when they all managed to fire at him. They were all doomed now anyway.

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Re: Within the beast ( Open to any)

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Arturo chewed through the chicken, knawing on the bones crunching them loudly. Bones were delicious to eat they held so many flavours. Snarling lightly he could hear commotion outside, he peaked through the window and he could see a figure fighting the hunters in a very fast pace. He hadn't seen anything like this ever and he had been in the forest a long while.

He growled softly at the pain in his arm, he extended his fingernails into claws and slashed his arm ripping out the bullet from his arm. Dropping the bullet to the floor he ate the rest of the food, his wounds healing quickly. He climbed out of the window, pressing his back to the wall he assessed the situation. Sniffing rapidly he couldn't detect the scent he hadn't smelt this kind of person before so he was a threat either way.

He kept back as the hunters were more interest in the new person, he couldn't think what to do. He was still weary from the blood loss the stolen food didn't really hit the spot he would have to make some food later. The softer side of Arturo was good at that. But right now the darker side was out to play and he had to get out while he still could.

Growling loudly he shifted into his wolf form, his body under a heck of a strain now. Charging at full speed he tackled the two hunters close to the strangers, claws slashing in a blur blood spraying everywhere. The next attack took down three more crushing them under the wolf's weight, he was tired now he had strength for one more attack. He faced the stranger and charge right at him, knocking his down for good measure speeding off home. He could deal with the rest and then he would leave, simple.

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Re: Within the beast ( Open to any)

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He was a black blur dancing through the group of hunters. Dispatching them with inhuman precision, he heard one call him a reaper incarnate. Vaguely, he noted five had somehow died despite the fact he hadn't gotten to them. He spun as a hunter whose arm hung uselessly at his side fired a pistol. He felt something hit his right side, punching the air out of him for a monent.

With a glancing survey of the meadow, he saw the was only two left. His vampiric nature took over, making his eyes burn with a frigid intensity. He took off, launched into sprint as the remaining hunters stared in horror and mystification. They didn't move even he impaled one hunter with his hand and forcefully ripped his heart clean out of his chest.

He stared at the last hunter as he crushed the heart he held with a nonchalant scoff. Blood splattered on his face, giving him an almost demonic appearance. "Come here, now." He whispered, his face mysteriously calm. It would almost seem sincere if it wasn't for the veiled murderous intent.

The hunter approached without hesitation. Of course, he'd do anything he was told until he released him. He stood still even when his neck was practically ripped out so the vampire controlling him could feed. Nor did he resist when he was picked up and hurled like a missile almost three hundred feet away into the largest tree for miles around.

He let out a sated sigh as his vampiric nature fell away. His body hummed as it started to heal at an increased rate. His side would take about a week to heal completely but that was a small price to pay. He could be dead thanks to those hunter. He went around collecting all the money he could find. He groaned at the idiopathic decision these guys made, bringing two duffle bags worth money totaling almost a quarter of a million with them.

Suddenly, his body turned of its own accord. He saw the blur from before charging him. He crouched, bracing as the blur slammed into him. He let lot a pained grunt as the blur, an oversized wolf he noticed, pushed him backward quite a bit. His injured side howled in protest as it took most of the impact. As they ground to a halt he lockef his arms around the wolf's neck and one of its forelegs. He then brought his knee into its chest as hard as he could before lifting the wolf clear off the ground.

"Don't know what you are," He growled in a pained tone, "but you need to loosen the hell up."

His balance went as he took a leaping step forward. He wasn't sure how but he miraculously suplexed the wolf. His injury throbed painfully as the sudden release of pressure floored him. He remained on one knee but he knew he wouldn't last long in a fight.

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Arturo would have been out of the clearing if a hand hadn't grabbed him around the neck. What a grip! The wind was knocked out of him as a knee was slammed into his chest, then he was forced into the ground.

" Don't know what you are, but you need to loosen the hell up"

The stranger spoke, straining slightly with his own injury. He could smell the blood but still didn't know what he was either. They were both strangers to each other but Arturo was sure to not see him again.

A low growl rumbled in his throat as his clawed hands took hold of the front of the strangers clothes, tearing them slightly as he rolled slightly, lifting him up his eyes glowed a bright yellow. He opened his jaws wide and roared in his face, the sound echoing in the clearing the forest turning deadly silent.

" that makes too of us..And you need to get the hell out...this is my forest...you saved my life I have spared yours we are even!" He snarled through gritted teeth, with a grunt he tossed the male back into the forest floor. " If your not out by the next moon...your dead.." He snorted loudly back arching and claws scratching against the ground marking the territory.

Arturo turned and ran home, it would be sunrise soon and the other side of Arturo would have to go to work defending the forest, helping the animals real sappy shit. He was only created for one purpose, revenge, pain and death. The glory about it wS that the human side of Arturo never knew a thing about it just a vague awareness of the moons pull.

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Re: Within the beast ( Open to any)

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"Tough luck, pal" He grunted as he stood slowly, "You're not the only beast living in these woods now."

He glanced at himself as the wolf vanished from sight. Everything seemed in decent shape except his shirt. That was a total write off since the only thing holding it together was the a small cord of threads in the collar. He let out a huff of weary frustration as a smile touched his face.

'Huh, just got out here and I'm already making friends.' He mused as he looked in the direction the wolf had gone in, 'Gonna take more than a death threat to make me leave.'

He turned and walked toward the cabin. In terms of damage, it was miraculously untouched excluding a window leading into the kitchen. It looked like it had been shot out. Must have happened during the skirmish with the hunters. However, the long he looked, the more it dawned on him it had been opened recently too. He grunted, picking up the bags of money as he went by them. He'd make a call about it later.

In the cabin, the duffles were stowed in a hidden compartment in the master bedroom on the second floor. His cloak was thrown into the washer carelessly as he made a beeline for the cabin's bathroom. Now that his was started coming down from his vampiric combat high, he felt that he really needed a shower. He had blood, dirt, sweat, and spittle from the wolf all over him.

Thinking about the past hour made him zone out. There was more to the wolf he encountered than what met the eye. First off, the wolf spoke to him. Something ordinary wolves aren't remotely capable of doing. Second, the wolf was at least three times the average size of wolves. Third, it had some human qualities to its form.

'So, its probably one of those,' He pondered to himself, vaguely aware of being in the shower, 'First one I ever met. Looks like I got something to look forward to.'

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It's seemed that a lot had gone on in the woods while the wolf was out, according to the animals there was a lot of men chasing Arturo as well as a new person that they hadn't seen before. It was rather early in the morning but Arturo had to get a lot done, especially if there were dead bodies around, he would need to move them and get rid of any transportation.

He grabbed his bag with his tools and containers in, all made by him. Setting out of the cave he breathed deeply stretching his arms and legs he set out, sniffing quickly he found the source of the blood. A rustling from the bushes made him turn but he had no reason to be wary it was just Luka a fox who was one of his closest friend, he yapped loudly and Arturo rubbed his head. " Good morning to you too my friend. You going to help me out this morning and I'll treat you to some fish for dinner?" The fox sneezed a positive response and they were off.

Arturo came to a clearing with a cabin that he vaugely remembered seeing on his travels, he knew it was there but he never ventured in he didn't trust houses..not anymore. On closer inspection there was a lot of bodies, and body parts for that matter. He felled a few young trees loading the bodies onto the make shift sled, the Bears would dispose of the bodies. He took out any electronics and gave them to Luka to bury somewhere, nothing else of use except maybe the shoelaces, Arturo didn't wear shoes but string was string.

Before he left he walked around the cabin, sniffing as it gave off and unfamiliar smell that he didn't recognise. Not many people came into the forest some only to hunt his friends and him. He got out a measuring stick and measured the broken window, he could have the birds nesting in there or the racoons getting lost trying to find food.

Thinking he cut down a medium sized tree and stripped down the bark putting it into his bag for fire kindling, he got out a carved wooden bowl and handed it to Luka " go get some water please.." He asked with a smile. He dug out some dirt and crunched up some leaves, Luka came back half drenched from diving in the nearby stream with a bowl full of water. " Thanks buddy. Do you want me to take some sticks back for your house? Is the roof still leaking?" He asked holding a conversation with a fox was strange to some but not many saw this. He combined the mud and crunched leaves with the water smoothing them into a paste. He got out a small container and poured some thick liquid in to make the mixture water resistant.

Arturo left the mixture to warm in the sun while he cut planks from the fallen tree, hopefully they'd fit the window.

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Re: Within the beast ( Open to any)

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Once out of the shower and changed, he let out a quiet sign of satisfaction. He felt immensely better than before if he ignored the steady, dull throb of pain in his side. The bullets holes had sealed themselves as he showered. All that was left was the internal damage that took a bit longer to heal. Noting it was early morning, he padding silently into his room, reaching the small deep freezer chest he stashed in the closet.

Opening it, he popped a chilled blood pack into his mouth; his fangs puncturing the bag. He absently walked around as he fed. He didn't need to really but recovering from injuries usually burned through any fresh blood he ingested since it hadn't had time to be broken down. His room looked more like the inside of a prison cell. Almost nothing in it except for a dresser, desk, and a full size bed.

The blood pack was empty when his senses spiked. He crouched reflexively, grabbing a survival knife out of a sheathe he had put on the dresser. The scent that had alerted him was similar to that of the wolf he met last night. It was less diluted, closer to that of a human. He let out a low growl as he put on a choker with a enchanted black rosary attached via chain he owned He forgot to wear it last night.

He made his way out onto the roof, making virtually no sound as he noticed a fox with what looked to be a bowl in its mouth dart onto the porch near the broken window downstairs. Curious, he maneuvered to see where the fox had gone. Seeing a guy he never met repairing the window, his felt his vampiric side simmering with outrage. The person didn't feel like an intruder, but he wasn't taking any chances. He appreciated the gesture but it was his home to fix. He was glad he put his rosary on now. His vampiric side was sealed now sealed so his abilities excluding his healing factor was halved in strength. He was also less likely to lose control and kill another being.

He silently lunged forward, leaping off the roof of the cabin after three full strides. He vaguely recalled the thought of doing this would aggravate his injured side but he was back in battle mode. Descending at an angle, he twisted so he landed facing the cabin. Landing with a muffled huff of pain, he raced toward the unknown person. Suddenly turning into an invisible mist, he was on top of the person before he registered his powers had expanded and had resolidified into his human form. The knife he had was held dangerously close to the person's neck.

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Arturo had managed to split the wood he had cut, it wouldn't take that many planks to cover the wood meaning he could make a large number of planks for his projects then use the rest for his friends homes.

He lifted his head as he heard a muffled sound, like a short puff of breath. Glancing to Luka who looked just as confused, as he went to continue working out of the corner of his eye he saw a figure who rushed him turning invisible! He went to move but he was flattened by the stranger with a knife to his throat.

He acted accordingly grabbing the wrist of the knife wielding assailant so he couldn't apply anymore pressure to his neck. His other hand grabbing the front of the clothes ready to push if needed.

Luka growled his fur puffing out very much like a cat. Arturo made eye contact with the stranger and spoke " I'm very sorry for intruding, I did not know anyone was here. I could smell you but the scent wasn't strong I though you had left. Or were at least out. Your window is broken, I'm blocking it so none of my friends get in. The raccoons are the worst that's why they have those masks on. " he chuckled. He nodded over to Luka " this is Luka, he is holding a paste that makes things waterproof, stormproof as well as me proof when the wolf is out. I hope he didn't cause you any discomfort. I can give you something for the injuries if you like. My name is Arturo DeGari"

He explained calmly and coolly maintaining contact with the stranger.

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He wasn't wrong, this guy had the same scent as the wolf. It just lacked the animalistic air to it. He backed off, freeing his wrist with a firm jerk. He was too tired and on edge for this. He eyed the stranger wearily, his side screeching its protest as he crossed his arms. The knife was just visible as he leaned against the rail.

"Keep growling at me, fox boy, and I'm turning you into a pair of gloves." He said, speaking to the fox while still looking at the stranger, "and I wouldn't give out a name so quickly."

His words were unusually cutting. Not that he particularly cared the moment, his side hurt and he just wanted to sleep. However, he was out here now so he had to deal with it. It wasn't far from the truth that he was analyzing the stranger. His suspicion about him was confirmed so he really had to be careful.

"I appreciate the generosity in fixing my window and your offer to give me something for my injury, but I rarely take offers from people I don't know." He continued, losing most of the cutting edge in his voice, "Also, before you lose your shit of me making gloves out of your fox friend, I don't harm animals just for the hell of it."

He looked past the stranger to the window. It wasn't a bad patch job at all. Certainly better than those he'd seen before by a landslide. Had to admit he was impressed by the level of craftmanship. He doubted he could have done any better. He gave an appreciative nod as a falcon landed next to him on the railing.

"Well, hello, Nyx," he spoke, turning his head slightly so he could look at the falcon, "Get tired of harassing field mice?"

The falcon seemed to glare daggers at him while ruffling its feathers in indignation. He resisted the urge to stick his tougue out at it just to antagonize it. He knew better than that since it had been known to hold a steep grudge. It would wait and get him back later.

"What? Its not my fault you take teasing about as well as a landmine," he quiped with a concealed smile, having to duck as the falcon took flight lunging for his face, "You make to easy, Nyx!!"

He shook his head as the falcon rocked skyward. The smile he was concealing vanished as he focused on the stranger again. It didn't take a brain surgeon to tell he wasn't a threat. He still didn't trust him.

"To answer your earlier question, besides us trading slams. There wasn't much trouble at all. I still don't trust you yetn however I'm willing to try. Names....."

He suddenly spun, jumping to his left as the falcon from before streaked through where his head had been mere seconds before and slammed headfirst into the fox.

"Obsidian Rose, and you gotta come up with a new trick, Nyx," He finished pinching the bridge of his nose with an heavy sigh, "that hasn't worked since you fully matured."

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Arturo simply watched as the stranger stood, first threatening Luka for growling at him. It wasn't his fault, Luka wasn't used to people and strangers were rarely seen, the animals trusted Arturo cause of growing up with them. He couldn't help the clenching of his fists.

He declined his offer of medicine for his injuries, he didn't mind that and he seemed pleased with the patch work on the window.

Another new visitor appeared in the form of a Falcon, there wasn't many Falcons in the forest. They stayed in less wooded areas. The Eagles lived in the north and Arturo would visit occasionally but they liked to keep to themselves.

He watched and listened as the stranger talked to the Falcon a pet perhaps? The creature seemed to attack him because of being mocked. Arturo had the highest respect for animals and they respected him in turn, he didn't like the fact that the large bird slammed into Luka. Their stay was over.

Standing up he picked up his bag, putting the tools in the bag he picked up the bowl Luka had dropped. Putting it on the railing " It was nice to meet you, I insist you keep the weather mix. There's a storm brewing from the north, it'll be here in a few days time 4 at the most 3 in the least, if you plan to stay here I would suggest patching up any leaks you find. If you every need some more let me know and I'll make you some. Come on Luka lets go see everyone, and get some fish. Keep the bowl I have hundreds of them." He forced a polite smile on his face.

Walking over to the planks he got out some string, tying the planks in a bundle he put them on his back. Dragging the stretcher of bodies away with him Luka leading the way, to the bear caves. He thought for a while was it clever giving out his name? He was the last in a long dead line, he should have been dead. But instead he was here protecting the animals and the forest, 17 years alone. Obsidian could go to the hunters and find out how much was on his head, he didn't understand figures but he knew danger.

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Obsidian was about to respond when he heard what he knew was an animal in pain. He bolted, streaking by Arturo and his fox friend as his rosary started rattling loudly. His anger could literally be felt through the air in turbulent waves as he sprinted into the woods. He didn't even seem to be touching the ground as he ran.

All animals he encountered scattered, crying out with surprised fright at the massive malevolent air he was extruding. Vaguely, he didn't blame them at all. Who'd want to stand before a vampire whose aura could only promise a slow and excruciatingly painful death to those who were sensitive to it. He knew subconsciously the seal of his rosary had been overwhelmed by his sudden burst of emotions. He would be rendered unconscious once he calmed down enough for the seal to reactivate. He'd be out for a few days but it was better than the alternative of him blacking out and implementing a scorched earth policy on the town and the surrounding woods just because he could.

He found the animal, a female deer, in a clearing downwind of some bear caves. He knew instinctively this was a trap since he could see five hunters surrounding the stricken doe, whooping and congratulating each other on finding the perfect bait to lure out the beast. He felt his fangs pricking his lower lip as a gutteral snarl almost exactly like Arturo's wolf self when angered exploded from him. He was among the new batch of hunters before they even registered the sudden lack of wildlife sounds.

"Catch you fuckers at a bad time?" He quiped humorlessly, killing two hunter with a pair of knives he had pilfered of them seconds before.

The next hunter, the most experienced of this group, actually had time to bring his rifle to bear and fire. It didn't matter as the barrel the rammed skyward, sending the bullet heavenward as the hunter had his head completely ripped from his shoulders. The fourth one found himself being savagely mauled by a bear as the final one was cowering in the nearby stream.

Obsidian, stalking toward the cowering hunter, threw the head of the decapitated hunter at him. The urge to kill the moron was incredibly strong but he wanted to send a message.

"Go home," He roared, causing the hunter to recoil as he looked up, "There's more than one beast in these woods now. Tell your buddies that they better stop sending parties out here unless they want to start finding bodies in the town!"

He was practically screaming at the top of is lungs into the hunters face. Grabbing the hunter by the throat and wrenching him into the air, he let the hunter have all the built up frustrations he had accumulated today.

"By the way," He snapped, hurling the hunter fifteen feet downstream, "Tell your buddies that a vampire just declared it open season on all armed imbeciles in these woods."

He watched the hunter go, snatching the decapitated head as he went. His rage started to cool after the hunter was long gone. At the moment, he didn't care he put a target on his own back. He was used to being hunted. It was really nothing new to him.

Retracing his steps, he found the mutilated remains of hunter #4. He noticed that the bodies of hunters 1 and 2 were missing but he didn't care. He was focused on the doe, which was really young now that he had the chance to look. He instantly knew she couldn't be saved when he saw the bullet wound in her neck. The bullet must have hit an artery considering the about of blood everywhere. He took time to bury the doe the best he could. It was the least he could do as far as he was concerned.

He started feeling heavy, the seal of his rosary reestablishing itself. He swayed slightly as he started walking back to the cabin. He faintly saw Nyx's shadow as the falcon flew overhead. He stopped, looking up as Nyx flew behind a tree ahead of him.

'There's my good deed for the day,' He thought dimly, collapsing onto his back as he lapsed into the darkness of his mind, 'Now someone else can play hero, for all I care.'

As he lost consciousness, he heard a girl's pained voice cry out to him.

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Arturo spent a little time with the bears as they ate the hunters bodies, they never harmed the animals mainly because Arturo would supply them with bodies of hunters. There seemed to be a neverending supply of them lately. Sure they were aggressive but it was a territory thing, animals knew there places.

Bidding a farewell he walked to the lake, seeing his beaver friend Rory on his dam. He dove into the water swimming over to Arturo he took the planks from Arturo planning to use it for his dam, grunting his thanks he swam away. Arturo took off his bag and hung it on a tree as he now dived into the water. He swam deep into the cool water grabbing fish with his bare hands, the shellfish were not quite ready to be caught yet they had no nutrients just yet. While he was under the water he had no idea about the hunters and the deer. He scooped up some water herbs for the fish and emerged from the water.

Gutting the fish he gave them to Luka and wrapped them up in thick leaves so they would stay fresh, shaking the water off like a dog he heard a cry, but unlike anything he heard before. Grabbing his bag he sprinted through the forest till he saw someone lying on the forest floor. He sent Luka to scout the area quickly incase it was a trap as he approached.

His eyebrows raised it was a woman, a very pretty woman with black hair and very strange eyes. He scanned her body, there was a lot of bruises on her and scrapes, the most prominent was a gash on her leg, no break fortunately.

" Hello...it's okay I'm not going to hurt you. I'll heal your cuts up. What's your name?" He asked as he pulled a bowl from his bag, and a smooth thick stick. Opening a box he pulled out a thick deep green leaf tearing it up into small pieces, he then added a red flower and a brown weed. He began to grind them up into a thick paste. Scooping some up he went to put some of the woman.

" this won't hurt a bit, what you'll need to do for the big gash leave the paste on over night then wash the paste off for the other cuts four hours at the most. Entirely natural from the forest, taught myself. Well with help from my friends" he smeared the paste on the womans cuts. Wrapping her gash up in some leaves and tying it with string.

" do you need me to help you home, I can take you to the close edge of the forest but no further I'm afraid." He offered.

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Nyx came to as someone spoke to her. She remembered a bear rushing her after she changed into her human form and called out. It must have knocked her out for a short time. Her injuries pained her as she stood up shakily. She gave herself a cursory once-over as she leaned against a tree. Her leg barely supported her weight due to the gash. Looking closer she saw there was a paste-like substance covering it.

When the person she saw standing near her with a bowl of the substance asked her name, whatever else he had said was lost to her as she let out a scream. She had to get to him. He was vulnerable as he was. She'd seen him collapse somewhere. She started limping in the direction she sensed him in.

"Master, where are you?!" She cried, trying to run but couldn't manage to stay on her feet too long.

She landed particularly hard on her side after she tripped on a tree root. She groaned in pain as she pushed herself up and kept going. She was determined to get to him. On the same token, that determination was also one of her weakness. It blinded her to the risks she took.

She finally was forced to stop as her gave out, leaving her at the base of an oak tree. She let out a small screech of frustration. He needed her to protect him. His rosary had rendered unconscious and vulnerable. She wrapped her arms around her stomach, holding herself as she started to fume over not getting to her master sooner.

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Arturo was surprised as any when the woman didn't respond just screamed, taking a step back from her thinking that she was scared. She all of a sudden got up trying to get somewhere.

" Wait! you are hurt let me help you! " Arturo called out following the woman as she started shouting for her master, so she did speak. He winced as she fell over a tree root, he went to help but she was off once again, she was determined he will give her that.

She looked so frustrated at herself as she sat at the base of an oak tree, Arturo sniffed a little trying to pin where the 'master' was. It smelt familiar was it Obsidian? " look you can't walk any more, you'll make yourself sick" He crouched down. " Your master isn't far away, is he Obsidian? He isn't far away I'll take you to him then I'll take you back home" Arturo stood and whistled a low tone, a few minutes later a large stag appeared " Hi Eli, I need you help can you carry this lady for me?" Eli snorted in response kicking up dirt with his hoof, " I'm sorry but I'm going to pick you up" he scooped his hands under the lady and put her on Eli. ( Slight godmodding but it was the only way)

They walked a few feet and Arturo saw Obsidian lying on the floor completely knocked out, moving over to him he scooped him up and lay him over Eli's back. " See? Told you I'd find him lets go home."

It didn't take long with Eli's large stride but they got to Obsidian home and Arturo carried him to the bedroom, he needed to rest. Carrying the woman next he put her down too. " you need to rest, both of you. I'll see you later around" Arturo smiled and left.

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Nyx watched over Obsidian the next few days, growing anxious the longer he didn't stir. She was beating herself up over not being able to help him. In reality, there was nothing she could have done. She wasn't used to sitting idle too long. Which was why when she was able to walk without stumbling, she'd literally worn a trench into the dirt of the meadow leading up to the cabin by pacing.

Worrying was another weakness of hers, it could get so bad she would end up physically ill for hours. Once she'd been ill for a week because she and her master had had a large fight. It took him locking her in a pet birdcage just to get her to stop worrying about the fight they had. He revealed he'd just been pretending to be angry with her to prove a point.

'Hey, am I gonna have to lock you in a cage again so you'll calm down?'

She let out a startled screech as she whirled and sped back to the cabin in her falcon form. She'd wandered into the woods pretty far as she'd continued her worrying spell. She'd drifted almost three miles west of the cabin but never went further than that. She tried to contact him only to find his mental barriers had been put up. She was back above the cabin in a flash, spotting him lounging on the roof outside his room window. She let out a cry of relief that resounded through the woods below as she spiraled down to land on her Master's arm.

(Its okay as long as it progresses the story. Also sorry for the wait. I was pretty brain dead on this post.)

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{I hope I am not intruding....}

* It was 1:45 pm on the thin, silver watch wrapped around her frail wrist. The clouds were bundled together in a dark mess, making the world seem dull and grey. She inhaled slowly, smelling the humid moisture in the air. ' Its going to rain...' She thought while the wind whipped her pale blue hair across her face, making her hand subconsciously brush it back out of her eyes. She wore a dingy yellow dress that flowered just above her knees, covered in street names and monuments from New England. On the V shaped chest the words "We all have demons..." was scrawled across it showing off her robust, D sized breasts. The back of it open with lace around the edges, showing her bare shoulder blades where two thin scars lined either side of her spine a few inches down. Her black and white stripped converse shoes slapping against the muddy ground while she made her way towards the sudden screech that echoed through the trees. A small smirk played across her pale lips as her gleaming red hues stared at the clouds. Her eyes settling on a single pulse emenating from a few feet infront of her. Dragging the tip of her tongue across the sharp points of her extended canines, she inhaled slowly through her nose, her body shivering as the hunger grew in her chest slowly. ' Mmmm Don't you smell delicious....' Now crossing over fallen trees and debris towards the strangers back while they stood she inhaled deep through her nose, goosebumps rising along her pale grey flesh like waves while the red in her hues began to brighten and form into a bright, almost neon, pink. Her pupils dilating and pulsing with her own, now racing, heart beat. Her voice was soft, quiet, but also mesmerizing like Stevie Knicks singing voice when she spoke. "Well....Hello there...." She said with a small smile playing across her lips, her fingertips gliding across the back of a tree while she made her way around and stood next to the stranger. Her face brimming with happiness as if she were putting on a facade to not frighten the person.*

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(The person I was rping with in that rp hasn't posted in a while so I don't know if they are still interested or not. I can however offer to rp with you in a rp made by you. I'm open to just about anything. Just pm me the link of it when you make it. I generally use the forums for rping since I haven't used the roleplay tab before.)

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roleplay/nevarious-a-new-begining

I recently made this one! If you want to give me pointers or if you have some ideas
's I'm all ears. :3 I have been having quite a hard time finding people to roleplay with. You are the first person I've talked to actually. *She blushes, twidling her thumbs in a circular motion around eachother nervously* I have'nt roleplayed in like.....4 years??!!

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