MODS PLEASE DELETE, DEAD RP

[~#Black Feather#~]

Tayla followed him in, and saw Grove had awoken. She only nodded, not sure how to respond.

[Medusa72]

((Don't forget the 5 post rule! I think this is my third (: ))

Grove Rence
Grove's eye's widened.
"Wh-who are you?" He studdered.

Hemtriss Bewn
Hem still felt blurred when she finally woke up.
"Jessy?" she called huskily. Hem looked around, she was in a cave. The fire beside her was dying.
"Jessy?" she called again, "Where are you?"
Just as Hem was getting up, Jessy walked into the cave. He was covered with snow. She could see him sigh with relief. Where his eye's puffy? Just because it's so cold, Hem told herself.
"I got a rabbit," Jessy told Hem, holding up the dead animal.
"Good," Hem replied with a smile, "I'm hungry."

[Swordboy]

((Acutally it the 5 PAGE rule))
~Ryan~
"We just captured you and knocked you out, and your asking us who we are?" Ryan asked confused.

[~#Black Feather#~]

(Yeah, 5 page)
Tayla just looked down at Grove and shuffled her feet.

[Medusa72]

((Oh. XD))

Grove Rence
"Uh," Grove said. His head hurt, he wished he weren't there at the moment, "I mean, what's your name?"

Jessy Oliss
Jessy melted some snow and skinned and cooked the rabbit he caught.
"Good thing I know how to skin this thing," He said awkwardly, trying to start a conversation.
"How do you know how to skin animals?" Hem asked, taking a bite of the rabbit meat.
"Back home, I run the butcher's buisness with my father."
"Oh," Hem said, looking down, "Back home, I help my parents overlook the clothing that's already made."
Jessy was silent, he wondered what it would be like to grow up around frilly clothes.

[Swordboy]

~Ryan~
"Ryan, district 2," Ryan answerd, "and you?"

[~#Black Feather#~]

(Wait, which "you"? XD)

[Medusa72]

Grove Rence
"I'm Grove, from District 8," Grove almost flinched. He knew he would be teased. District 8 is Clothing and Tectiles. Where people make frilly clothes.
"What about you?" Grove asked the girl.

[Swordboy]

~Ryan~
Ryan laughed mockingly, "Ha, district 8! So what are your skills, sewing?" Ryan asked teasingly.

[Kamino]

Castella

Castella rubbed her chin for a moment before swinging her legs around, letting them dangle over the edge of the tree branch she was currently sitting on. She cautiously peered around the tree trunk, her eyes searching for any signs of danger. "I think we should head that way," Castella said, pointing in the direction she was looking. "It looks like it's going down hill, which is promising."