☼Єαƨт σғ тнɛ Ƨʋи, Ɯɛƨт σғ тнɛ Ѧσσи. (Accepting.)

[Dumezil]

(Would it be okay if maybe I changed my female character to become a servant at the castle as well? I wish for her to be a magical creature.)

Ignoring the man-coward, Sam waited patiently for the girl to return with her belongings. That had almost been easier than he thought, but he was not displeased. He knew she would have come with him eventually; family obviously mattered a lot to her. Maybe someday she would get to view him as family, he did not know.
A deep rumble thundered through his chest; it amused him how they thought he would eat her. No, Sam rather preferred not to eat humans. They did not have nearly enough fat for him to keep his body functioning healthily. Seals, and occasionally small whales were much better. Their blubber kept him warm and healthy.
Sam was surprised but pleased as the girl touched him. Even if she didn’t trust him not to eat her at least she wasn’t too terrified to go near him at all. Glancing around at the others in the room, Sam almost felt bad for Sevilen. Her family was obviously losing a valuable member, seeing as most of them seemed useless. Then again, perhaps this was meant to be; they didn’t deserve her. It was up to Sam to convince her that he deserved her now. He had a year to do so.
Grunting, Sam shouldered through the door. Once outside he stood again on his hind legs, black hind claws buried deep within the snow. His nose wavered for a moment as he looked at the skies, almost as if star gazing. He stayed perfectly still for a moment and then finally dropped again in a puff of snow with a satisfied grunt. The family would be rich by the next week. Soon they would forget about Sevilen, he assumed. Either that or honor her as a goddess for having brought them such fortune.
Laying on his belly, Sam almost seemed to sink into the snow. “Climb on my back, little one. It is too cold and we are going a fair distance.” A fair distance indeed. He waited patiently, eyes blinking lazily as he almost seemed to hum with happiness.

[Complicated game]

(Go ahead.)
Sevilen bit her lip. She suddenly felt afraid to loose her family. Hopefully she wasn't making a mistake. "Yes sir." She mumbled, taking up a handful of the bears fur and swinging up onto his back like she'd done a million times with horses, though she fell forward a bit getting up.She spat out a mouthful of fur and her own deep chestnut hair and fixed herself. "Sorry." She sputtered, bending to look at the bear. She couldn't tell what exactly the big bear was thinking of, but something told her he was pleased. "Erm-" She paused. "Bear, if I may ask if you have a name? I feel odd calling you just 'bear'." She admitted as she shifted her weight to her feet and pointed her toes up. She took tight hold of his fur, unsure of how this would feel compared to a horse. He was much thicker then the old bay she used to ride. His running gate would also feel strange she imaged.

[IAmSarcastic221]

Juliet wandered around her rooms before pulling a book out of her parka and laying the Eskimo styled jack on her bed, "Hello." she softly greeted Nat. Then She started downstairs towards the lobby and gently seemed to examine things.

[SecretsLive]

Nat
Nat stopped growling as the girl walked in, she nodded a quick hello, getting back to cleaning. After the area was orginaized she burned off the candles, and exaimined her work. Perfect.

[ Layla's my name! Spelled that way too! ^-^
And what do servants do when they're not working? ]

[Dumezil]

(Addi is now the exact same as her profile, except when the bear took her she ended up looking at him as a man and he had to leave. Things were never fixed and she was instead transformed into a "were-cat" as a reflection of her nasty, independent, and cat-like personality. She can change at will. She will remain a servant. Does that work?)

(Go ahead.)
Sevilen bit her lip. She suddenly felt afraid to loose her family. Hopefully she wasn't making a mistake. "Yes sir." She mumbled, taking up a handful of the bears fur and swinging up onto his back like she'd done a million times with horses, though she fell forward a bit getting up.She spat out a mouthful of fur and her own deep chestnut hair and fixed herself. "Sorry." She sputtered, bending to look at the bear. She couldn't tell what exactly the big bear was thinking of, but something told her he was pleased. "Erm-" She paused. "Bear, if I may ask if you have a name? I feel odd calling you just 'bear'." She admitted as she shifted her weight to her feet and pointed her toes up. She took tight hold of his fur, unsure of how this would feel compared to a horse. He was much thicker then the old bay she used to ride. His running gate would also feel strange she imaged.

Sam chuckled again, a deep rumbling in his chest. He felt bad about her not being able to see her family but she was being strong. Her beautiful face was set and he couldn't help but admire her for it. She reminded him of when he had been that age. Or when he had been that age and still a prince, that is. It had been a couple of years of remaining the same age. At least he assumed he was remaining the same age. He didn't feel older.
"You may call me Sam." It was short for Samuel, a popular name during his reign. "What would you like me to call you?" He inquired. He was trying to remain polite. Already, he knew he was deeply possessive over his girl with her dark chestnut hair and her nice smell. It would be interesting introducing her to the others of the castle.
Sam stood up slowly once she had righted herself and spit out his fur. His gait was a little more rolling than that of a horse but therefore also smoother once one got used to it. As long as she stayed in the dip of his back she would avoid too must jossle from his hips and shoulders. He would walk carefully with her, though. At least at first. They would have to run, eventually. She would be in danger of freezing otherwise. They had quite a few hours to travel.
He began walking slowly, ready to reach back and catch her if she fell. "I think you will enjoy the castle." He said finally. It was something he was unused to; talking. Him, Eli, and the others never really said that much. It had been years of living together and they had pretty much said everything. Sam was usually a quiet one anyways. He wanted to put her at ease, though. She had to be confused and lost, not knowing what was coming.

[IAmSarcastic221]

(Sorry, I meant Juliet. That's really cool, my name's pretty close to Layla.)

[Complicated game]

(@ Jetta. Even better. We'll need someone to be a sort of warning of what happens. @Secret whatever you want. Cause trouble, talk with others, eavesdrop, or be working undercover for the trolls.)
Sevilen was distracted taking in the last image of her home. A name split her attention from it though. "Sam." She mumbled, like it was a strange word. "I am Sevilen." She paused. A confused look twisted her face. "Did you say-?" She wondered if to ask or not. She didn't want to seem like a strange child if she did imagine it. "Castle?" A million questions hit her at once. Exactly why was she being taken? Why were they going to a castle? What on earth was Sam? Something told her she would need a good nights sleep tonight. Everything was coming at her so fast it was hard to keep in order. She leaned forward a little to keep a good balance. Sam wasn't bad to ride. He was smoother then the old bay with a bad case of swayback she learned to ride on. It was hard without a saddle though. His fur was slick in her fingers which turned a little pink in the cold instead of a usual olive. "Why are we going to a castle? Sam? Sam?!" She asked, a sudden wave of alarm hitting her. What would be there? His home? A ogre he owed? She gripped Sams fur until her nails dug into her palms and they started to go numb. Sevilen considered herself a clever girl. She could talk people into things and solve puzzles with ease. Not knowing something? It was like sinking in quicksand.

[IAmSarcastic221]

Juliet wandered around her rooms before pulling a book out of her parka and laying the Eskimo styled jack on her bed, "Hello." she softly greeted Nat. Then She started downstairs towards the lobby and gently seemed to examine things.

(Can you reply to that? Like is it written so their's a response for Eli?)

[Complicated game]

Eli let out half roars. "STOP IT!" He cried, covering his ears with his paws. The voice got a little higher in pitch. "And take his skin to-" The voice sang. Eli got up and in a rage fell the rope that hung the lantern causing it to shatter on the ice floor. The ice broke but healed like it was alive quickly. The singing stopped at the crash and Eli gaped at his mess. "What did I do?" He mumbled. He shoved the glass in a pile and walked into the lobby. He winced when he saw Juliet and tried to duck behind some pillars. Bears- magic bears- are quite big though. He was easy to be seen sitting there with his head hanged, holding his breath in hope he wouldn't be seen, though he prepared himself to feel a hand on his shoulder.

[SecretsLive]

Nat : Servant Girl-Dog
I sighed, hearing yelling downstairs. I sat down on the couch, popping open a bag of cheesy chips and watching the television. Yes, I wasn't supposed to, but no one was there.