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[GrayStar51]

Eloise Amelia Blackwithe
{guide; barnaby} {loveless} {female}
the c o l d hunter



Eloise came out of her tent. She looked around, seeing others of her age talking, packing and gathering themselves. She snorted out a 'humph', taking her already packed bag in hand. She tore down her tent, neatly packing it also into her bag. She only carried a few things. Some bread, dried meat, tent, one extra set of spare clothes, spare shoes, three knives, and her quiver of arrows. Her bow was slung around her like a sash. It always reminded her of what she was. A Hunter. She was the strongest hunter of her traveling companions. But she felt distant fro them. If she had the option, she would leave now, and let them follow in her dust. She wasn't up for this team work thing.

She left the main ruckus of camp, going over to a rocky outcrop of boulders. Here, she found a stone, and began to sharpen her three knives. The soft sound of the scraping began to soothe her. She wasn't just sharpening knives, she was sharpening her senses. With every scrape she became more alert to where she was. Every whisp of wind across her face she felt, every snowflake that touched her skin and melted, she felt it all. She whistled, calling for her guide. Unlike the others, who were too busy packing to go looking for their guide, or to blind to see that their guide had already found them, she had found her guide about two weeks ago. He was a small marten, her 'travel-sized' companion, Barnaby. She whistled for him, for she knew he couldn't be far from her.

She saw the others heading out, everyone saying their goodbyes, receiving hugs and good-luck from their families. But Eloise didn't have any family. She let them get a head start. After all, she was faster. She watched them head south and disappear off the landscape. She whistled again for Barnaby, and packed up her knives. She tossed the stone away, picking up her sack and heading off where she saw them disappear off the horizon. She began to catch up, seeing the rear of the traveling troop. She stopped, before they could see her. She still hadn't found Barnaby. She knew he was small, but he was fast on his little legs. She sat down and ate the snow. She watched as the others go further and further away, smaller and smaller. She whistled for her guide to come.

[Keriae]

(As far as I know, the Passage began only half an hour ago?)

[GrayStar51]

(As far as I know, the Passage began only half an hour ago?)

{Oh, Ok. I'll edit it then. Thanks for the heads up.}

[Leviathan007]

{Hey guys, I thought it'd be pretty hysterical if my character immediately grew attached to someone, like as a best friend or someone. He's an annoying, hyperactive, talkative boy who is likely to get on your nerves...just as a reminder. xD}

[Speak]

XD awesome! Sorry but I just need to say that...I LOVE YOUR SIGNATURE!!!!!!!!}}

[Keriae]

(Feel free to annoy the poop out of Korbin xD he'd probably just join in for the heck of it!)

[Leviathan007]

{@Speak: Was that directed to me or Graystar? xD
@Keriae: No problem, this'll be fun. ;3}

N A T H A N ~ D E L M A R

Had anyone seen something so beautiful? To see the snow kiss the trees and the ground, so gently, it must be true love. As snowflakes began to fall, each design unique and different. It was magical, this snow globe world. Even as his teeth chattered, and his lips turned a pale blue, arms wrapped around his body for warmth, he still recognized the sensuality of it all. Although his parents may have been worried about him outside in the cold, he still had other people for support. Plus, he was no longer just a small boy who needed constant protection, this journey was supposed to turn him into a man. And yet..he didn't want to become one, it would mean the end of his fun and games, he could no longer be allowed to smile and laugh for not particular reason, there'd be laws and restrictions to follow, life would be drained of purpose.
So this is why he intended to make this trip last as long as possible, because it may be his last. A silly, boyish grin split his face in half, and Nathan ran forward with arms outstretched, towards the dark chocolate hair,"Korbin!" He had heard the young man introduce himself, and was convinced they'd be good friends."Will you be my blossom buddy?"It was a term used in his village, meaning two friends, closer then siblings, protect each other until death. He had never had one before. His smile grew wider even as Korbin struggled to peel the boy off him, but Nathan wouldn't budge until he answered him.

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Alena scanned the uniform sheets of white with doe-like eyes. The Passage had just barely begun, and sluggishly at that, but she believed her heart was thumping quicker than it had during any sparring match she had undergone before. In fact, she could still hear old Rydell's voice resonating in her mind: "Be careful, Alena, I don't want you returning with another one of those blasted marks," he had warned, referring to the single scar that defaced her otherwise unblemished countenance.
An unbidden smile tugged at Alena's lips only to vanish as the sound of voices came to her ears, extracting her from her reverie. Focusing her now-piqued attention on the others around her, Alena watched as two boys appeared to tower over a smaller, much less intimidating boy. All she had caught of their conversation, however, was the dark-haired boy's advice that they get moving. She watched for a moment as they forged ahead on the fresh-falling snow. Noting the engagement of conversation, although loosely established between the three, Alena's eyes already began to rake through the rest of the minuscule crowd, opting for an easier target. She had sworn to herself that she would at least attempt to befriend the entire group that would be undertaking the Passage alongside her.
Spotting another girl who seemed just as unwilling to speak as herself, Alena sighed in relief. They appeared two in the same, both physically and, at that moment, mentally. Questioning where in the world she had mustered such stark audacity, Alena sidled up to the girl. "Hi," she offered a grin, "I'm Alena."

[Keriae]

korbin evenwood
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Suddenly, a weight was thrown onto his back and he stumbles forwards a few steps, nearly falling into the snow. His first thought was to turn around and break the nose of whoever it was for nearly breaking his bow. But the voice, asking if they could be "blossom buddies" made him pause. Slowly, he peeled the boy's hands and arms from around his fur-clad torso and turned around, large hands resting on Nathan's shoulders. "Of course!" He exclaimed, a broad, warm grin spreading across his face. "Why don't we have some fun?" He asked, dark eyes flashing as he glanced back towards the group behind them. They could easily hide somewhere and scare the crap out of everyone else with wolf sounds and scary stories. Nothing better to liven things up.

[videlicet]

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Mouth moving as he tried to formulate a response appropriate to the information Korbin had just shared, he was saved as the boy spoke again. Nodding in agreement with Korbin's statement -movement, at last!- Ari began to stride after him, the length between his steps falling short of the other boy's, though the height difference was less substantial than with many others. Suddenly, Korbin lurched forward a few paces, and Ari shied back, taking the opportunity to farther the resting distance between the two of them even more. His brow furrowed as he noticed a boy latched to Korbin's back like some sort of amoeba, pseudopods tightened in a vice grip around him. A wild grin split his face, wider than Ari had actually thought physically possible. He inquired something of Korbin -blossom buddy? Where had he heard that term before?- and Ari watched Korbin for a tense second, wondering what sort of violent action his response would take.
But, instead he whirled around and uttered an affirmation, a grin (whilst not of the same proportions) colouring his own face. He spoke again, and a tendril of foreboding snaked its way into the pit of Ari's belly, coming to rest there like a coiled snake. There was a glimmer in Korbin's eyes that he had seen oft before in the children who had chased him, and, whilst he couldn't put a name to it, he could speak first-hand of the results. Best get away.
"I -uh- I'll just be off, then?" Ari stammered, whirling around on his heel, eyes scanning the rest of the group for shelter. Where had that dark-haired boy who'd spoken of snow disappeared to? Suddenly, his eyes fell on two girls, who seemed to be engaged in conversation. In his experience, girls were often the kinder to him; he'd had an excellent relationship with his sister, at least. But wouldn't running up and butting into their conversation be considered rude? Standing here, though, he was far too much of an easy target. Taking a deep breath of frigid air, lungs burning with the cold, Ari mustered up his courage and strode over to them.

(ajkdkjgbkwb just woke up. So tired. Dx)