Lonely Forest II - (elf/spirit/human RP)

[softballsava]

Brie looked at all of the elves nodding her head in agreement, "Yes that is fine, my house is safe and dry, and I'm sure Ragne can hear all of us right now, she he will know where to find us." she said to them curtly before looking at Caele, "I just met you, but I need to get to know more about my kind, would you like to come along also?" she asked him serenly.

The cold snow continued to fall. Well at least she was pretty sure it was still cold, she hadn't felt actual snow for about a decade. She knew the liquid was cold and frosty, and it used to give her chills, but now it did nothing to her icy body, and almost translucent hands as she stuck one out to catch it and it landed staying in its perfect snowflake form. She let out a small sigh, but awaited for the others answers now.

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"Insult was not intended Altair." he said to the older assassin. Then directed his attention to Ezio. "Your mind has hidden your mission, but I can see that you have grown old friend." he said to him with a small vampiric smile. "Too bad though, you could have come back an allie, without the stickler." Ragne said to him with a small laugh. "I need to return to Brie and the others, if you do find a need for talking to us, We will be at Brie's house." he said to them before turning away and starting off towards Brie's house.

((sorry its so short on my way to school.))

[Rayen]

((NOT short O.o))

Elanor nodded, awaiting for Caele's reply. She wished she could talk to Ragne, but how...
Suddenly, she almost laughed loud at herself. How silly. The bond, of course. Ragne might been blocking his mind, but it surely was worth a try.

''Ragne?'' she thought.''We still need to have a talk. Find us on Brie's place.'' she messaged him, and not waiting for the response she cut the connection. The dark elf would be just fine, she had no doubts. He wouldn't be the one to starve to death. By the time, he must had already eaten, what wiped the danger off.

With her mood obviously increased by the beautiful snow, Elanor looked around to the white woods. A shiver ran though her body, appearantly with no reason, but then she noticed the wolf fang necklace was getting hotter, almost burning her chest. She was almost grabbing it when she realized she was being watched.

A pair of golden eyes was fixed on her. There, in the forest edge, a silver-grey wolf stood, watching her, as still as a statue. Elanor froze. If she had no control of her shura self without her totem on the surroundings, what if it happened with the wolf nearby? She glared quickly at Brie, searching for answers.

[Moondancer]

Caele nodded at Brie, a small smile on his face. "Yes" he replied "I'd love to come" .He looked up as it began to snow again, small flakes falling and landing on his hair, barely visible against the white.

He picked one out and looked at it, sitting in the palm of his hand. He'd always found snowflakes to be one of the most beautiful things in the world; they were so delicate, intricate and tiny patterns formed from ice.

He dropped the flake he held in his hands and looked at the surrounding woods, the entire ground now covered in a thick blanket of snow. He saw Elanor reaching for her fang necklace but seeming to freeze and stare at something in the forest. Resting a hand on his sword, he moved to stand beside Elanor, trying to follow her line of sight. "What is it?" he asked in a soft voice.

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Mori sighed in defeat and returned the sword to it's sheath, coming out from behind the tree with his hands raised. Castra snorted nervously and tossed her mane, making to follow him. "Well, I'm sorry for being cautious" he said quietly, nodding his head and watching the hooded man with as much hostility as he could see in his eyes.

He lowered his gloved hands but made sure to keep them away from his sword. "My name is Mori. I was just passing through when I heard voices. I saw the trail of blood and, naturally, I was suspicious." he gestured with one hand to the dots of blood, still visible beneath the fresh layer of snow.

[Rayen]

Elanor shivered once again, not sure if she could answer. Suddenly, she felt her own skin ice cold.
''W-wolf. My totem.'' she mumbled. She tried to enclose herself in her own mind, so the howling spirit woudn't have any chance to control her. She didn't want any more trouble; attempting suicide, three fights and so many strangers seemed enough for that day, and if she would lose control now the wolf would surely help her on her insane attack, making it double as deadly.

[Rayen]

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[cazio]

"I don't consider myself to have ever truly been your friend Ragne. Should it have been said, I would have killed you. I even killed that elf girl who clung to me like dew on grass." Ezio chuckled at the thought. Sure, she can alive again, possessed by a demon, but hey. Something was nagging in the back of his mind about Altair, but he was sure Altair could handle himself whatever it was.
"Who knows, maybe Altair wants to stop in for a visit." Ezio added as the vampire wandered away.

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Altair accepted the surrender and his stance loosened slightly. Altair watched the newcomers hands lower and smirked at the way he made sure not to touch his sword. This one was clever. Or, at least smarter than the rest of these open-hearted creatures that were bound to betrayal.
"I see, that bloodsucker is pretty foolish when it comes to a clean kill." he paused, merely glancing at the reddish pink splatters across the snow. he looked to the horse behind the man and the horsemen in him was intrigued. he'd owned many horses since he was a boy, but had never seen a strawberry roan before. He tossed the thought away and assumed it was some mystcical horse coloring or something of the sort. He turned his gaze back to the man. ""Passing through from where?

[softballsava]

Brie closed her eyes as she tried to feel the other shuras powers inside of her. "use your shura for protection from this enemy Elanor, release him for once, and let him chase the wolf off." she said to her Brie's eyes still closed as her own lion shura approached her hesitentently. His head rising up to around her waist area.

"This is risky Elanor, but this is the best practice as ever, let him free, and he will protect you." Brie said to her. "Caele be ready to use that sword on the opposing wolf if necessary." she muttered to the other ice spirit softly not looking or remotely moving in his direction.

Brie listened to the earth around her. The cold snow that landed on her arms stayed in place, and she didn't dare shake it off. she felt her lions mane below her fingers, and interlocked them into his long golden mane, and now they could both increase their bond.

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Ragne got the message from Elanor, and he would make his way there, but first he needed to find Lollimar, needed to talk to him. One on one. He needed his old masters trust and opinion. It had always and would always matter to him deep down.

'Lollimar, master, I am alone now, we need to talk.' he messaged to him before looking around for somewhere safe to call him newly aquired ride.

He found a small clearing, and by blowing into a very small sized whistle he found himself calling his horse and eagle combined creature. It was his griffin, Domi. The male was a beutiful white with redish orange tips to some of his featehers.

Ragne swung one leg over, follwoed byt he next as he got onto the beast, "Ayyy!" he yelled as the griffing took into the air and he sped off on a chase to find Lollimar, one of his biggest guesses, the underworld.

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[Moondancer]

Caele watched the wolf cautiously, drawing his sword with as little noise as possible. For the first time, he felt glad of the lion that stood beside Brie. He had a feeling that a lion could be rather useful if this came to a full blown fight. He let his sword hang beside him in a loose grip, this silver point almost grazing the snow at his feet.

He could faintly feel snowflakes beginning to collect on his clothes but didn't move to brush them off. The whole forest seemed to be paused, waiting, and Caele didn't want to be the one to break the tension. His gaze flicked between the wolf and Elanor, wondering which would move first.

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Mori paused, laying a hand on Castra's mane to reassure the nervous mare and, to a degree, himself. "I was staying in one of the villages, on the outskirts of the forest. I travel a lot though, never could stay in one place long." He smiled slightly at his last comment, though it didn't quite reach his eyes. "I don't suppose you're going to tell me your name?"

He began thinking about what the man had said before. 'Bloodsucker. So there's a vampire nearby' He shivered involuntarily at that thought. He hated vampires.

[Rayen]

((Don't expect this to be very large Sava; me having writer's block XD))

Elanor closed her eyes. She felt the howl of the wolf spirit inside her. But it wouldn't take control of her; it wouldn't use her. Now the spirit would help her.

With a silent exclamation, she felt energy blasts filling her veins, running through her blood. The air in front of her whirled, taking some silver and white tones, until it condensed into a pure white wolf, with ice blue eyes. It seemed as the spirit of the own wintery forest had come alive. The other wolf growled, scared, and stepped back, with an alarmed loud growl.

But no growl would spare him of the fierce attack of the shura wolf. He bared his sharp fangs at the enemy, and no more was needed to make the grey wolf run away. With a triumphant howl, the shura wolf returned towards the elves and spirits, halting two feet away from Elanor and gazing deep into her eyes, before vanishing into thin air, creating silvery swirl patterns that slowly faded away.

Elanor gasped, as the howl in her mind disappeared. Instead, a calm, soft voice whispered her: ''Now Elanor of Lonely Forest, you truly control your shura self.'' Those words kept repeating lower and lower, until they melted into a low pitched melody, like water flowing. Elanor took a deep breath. Awesome. No more struggling with her insane body. But her good mood had vanished; it had tired her too much to allow her to feel cheery.

[softballsava]

Brie smiled at her, "Very good Elanor, and with time it won't be so hard to kepp him around for a longer period of time. Well he or she, which is the shura?" she asked Elanor, this was all part of the training, in order for the shura wolf to remain loyal to Elanor, she had to learn more about it, and about its past. There was a reason that everyone was assinged their shura totem. Brie's best friend had been the falcon. Her spirit open and free.

Brie was assigned the lion likewise for its own symbolic reasonings. She knew that she had the deep wisdom, and the courage that the lion was known for. She enjoyed leadership, but also considered others ideas. Brie had always been the one older than her own age it seemed. At age fourteen she was still training to become a shura, and she was a tall and lean girl with beautiful wavy dark hair. She was always mistaken for being sixteen or older. She had a baby face at the time, yes, but she knew that her height alone wasn't the only factor. She had always known what she wanted ever when she was young.

The day she had learned to control her shura was the day she turned sixteen and Falgo had joined her that day in celebration. It was the greatest moment of her life, and she only oped that at this moment Elanor knew what she had felt at that very moment. The adrenaline rish, and the hope that someday she would become akkashura. it all seemed so soreal now. So fadded. .

((Brie in her younger age's right before she turned))
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