the woodlands ;; fawntalia rp

[canadianhowl]

Matthew whipped his head around as he heard the sound of when a rifle drops. He flinched and stepped backwards as he saw the hunter that was tracking him. He wanted to run but he knew the hunter dropped his rife. He was no harm, yet. Matthew shook his head and slowly approached the hunter to see if he was safe to be around. He felt his heart race again even faster the. The last time as he slowly got closer to the hunter.

[zombles]

Ludwig watched Antonio flee out of the corner of his eyes before meeting the crimson hate-filled eyes that were across from him. He returned the gaze emotionlessly, reaching into his bag, taking slowly out a pistol. In favor for the smaller weapon, the blond swung the rifle onto his back. Cocking the smaller gun, he aimed it to Maria's forehead. "I didn't know your kind could speak English. Are those your last words?"

[vacant.]

Alfred F. Jones||Hunter||In the forest||Form||Tags; Matthew

Alfred just watched the fawn wearily. His heart rate increased as the fawn neared him. His rifle was now laying against his foot and he had the sudden urge to pick it up and run. The fawn might seem harmless but that doesn't mean he doesn't have the capability to harm. He had antlers and hooves that could easily break some bones. His heart was beating a little to loudly in his ears as the fawn got ever so closer. He seemed to fail to remember that he was hunting these things and that he was just tracking this one down just a second ago. He managed to get some sense and back away a bit, bringing the rifle along with his foot but still watching the fawn.

Antonio Fernández Carriedo||Fawn||In the forest||Form||Tags; Open yo

Antonio's breath caught in his throat, all of a sudden his mouth went dry. The gunshot rung in his ears, making him slightly dazed. He could feel the pain start to blossom in his arm, awareness rising. He glanced down at his arm, noticing it become considerably wet. He could see some sort of red substance, not yet realizing what it was. He looked up, now seeing that the hunter was distracted by something else. He took this chance to dash into the forest, opposite direction of the hunter. His breaths became more rapid as the pain increased. He spotted a nestle of oaks before scrambling over to it. He leaned his back against a tree before sliding down to the ground. The sound of his rapid breathing filled the air around him. He was both panting from running and from the agonizing pain in his arm. Realization and shock started to set in. He attempted to put pressure on his arm, only ending up getting his hand dirty. He let out a pained hiss before frantically looking around for something to help his arm.

[Paul Stamets]

o| Feliciano | Male | Fawn | Form | Tags: Lovino |o

Feliciano took the opertunity. Running as fast as his hooves could take him, he ran into the undergrowth. His mind raced with many thoughts: why did he recognize the hunter, who threw the rock, is Antonio following? He turned his head to look, only to go tripping on something hidden in the bushes. Feli landed chest-first onto the ground, causing him to stop completely. He lifted himself up on his arms, catching his breath.
His antlers hurt from the landing, but he thanked the heavens nothing was broken. He looked behind him wondering what he tripped upon. His eyes widened with fear as he saw another human.

((I didn't even realize whom he had run into until I read the tag that said Lovino.))

Lovino was finishing out a small bird resting on a tree branch in the corner of it painting when he heard the sound of rapid..hoovesteps? His head lifted up to give a confused glance in the direction of the noise, only to see a blur barreling towards him and them trip right ontop of him, the Italian letting out a surprised, girly scream as it happened, the shock making him jolt up and smear a line of paint diagonally across his picture. This soon set off a string of curses and he glared at what had attacked him and caused it when he went dead silent upon seeing what it was. "Cerbiatto?" He muttered. This day was just full of surprises. After a moment, the fawn lifted its head up, and the two locked eyes. The thing looked terrified, what had happened? Lovino, never having seen a Fawn in his life before, wasn't sure what to do exactly. Did they understand English? They were half human, sort of. "You alright?" He asked it hesitantly, his voice staying soft and quiet to not startle it.

[RexAraneo]

[quote="GilbertZeAwesome"]name: Maria| age: Twenty-six | gender: Female | link

Maria glanced around, behind him and gave a long side. Her eyes were cast downwards, a lump froming in her throat. "I guess this is for me, huh?" She said to herself. Muttering something in her native language, German, she looked him in the eye, giving a look that asked 'why?'.

[lukas_stop]

o| Feliciano | Male | Fawn | Form | Tags: Lovino |o

Feliciano quickly sat up, scooting back a little as the human leaned closer to him. His ears were down with fright, but he stopped himself. Feli listened to his voice "You alright?". Opening his mouth hesitantly, only to close it. He stared curiously at the human at first, noticing that he had no weapons. It's voice seemed calm. Feli realized that he wasn't a threat and relaxed. He didn't wish to speak, only to observe.

Feliciano crawled slowly up at the human, sitting closely in front of him. He tilted his head with wonder. His eyes wandered to the strange colors on the white "thing" the human had. It looked like he had taken a part of the forest and put it on the white square. The only problem was a large slash in the middle.

[canadianhowl]

Matthew Williams | Mood; calm / nervous | Location; Forest | Hunger; 90/100 | Health; 97/100 | Tags; Alfred

Matthew eventually got close enough that he started to calm down. He looked at the rifle by the man's foot every once in a while to see if he would pick it up again. He just stared at the hunter then said. "Who are you?" Matthew blinked then said again, "Why do you want to hunt me. Why do you want to kill me? What did I ever do to you?"

[zombles]

[ i should probably tag my posts since i'm going to make a new character ]

Ludwig / location: forest / tagged: Maria

"Don't give me that look," Ludwig hissed, an emotion breaking on his face of conflict. The look— it resembled one that his mother had had when she was on her deathbed. The look hadn't been towards him, though, he knew what his mother thought about the profession that his father had passed down to Ludwig. She had wanted better for Ludwig; a job where he wouldn't hunt down innocences. There were days, maybe like this one, where the young blond pondered the idea of maybe being a baker in the town, or one more interesting like an explorer and mapping out the woods. Ludwig had always loved doing that when he was younger.

"Don't," he said much more softly, lowering the pistol uncomfortably and taking a step back. "This one time, this only time, don't you forget. Next time, I won't hesitate. This cannot happen again." The blond demanded, taking more steps backwards, not wanting to relive the memories of his mother's final days. Shoving the pistol into his coat pocket, the German headed back into the forest slowly, his dark earthy green coat melting into the foliage.

[RexAraneo]

name: Maria| age: Twenty-six | gender: Female | link

Maria watched him go and sank to her furred knees as soon as he was gone. "M-mein gott, z-zat was close"she murmured, closing her eyes. As she did she remembered his reaction to the look in her eyes. What caused that? she wondered as she stood shakily, hoping to be able to find Antonio and check on him. Her steps were shaky at first but soon became the careful steps they normally were, her hooves making a almost klinking noise as they connected with the rocks.

[vacant.]

Alfred F. Jones||Hunter||In the forest||Form||Tags; Matthew

Alfred's mouth went dry once the fawn started to ask questions, not to mention he was pretty close. His mind was going five miles a second trying to figure out what to say. He was at loss for words. His mouth opened multiple times only for him to shut it again. What was he supposed to say? When he did manage to say something it was just a sputter of complete nonsense. He stepped back again, trying to get a little further away, but ended up backing against a tree. He was now stuck between a fawn with potential to harm him and a stupid tree that was blocking his way. A twinge of guilt began to build up in his stomach once the questions started to really set in. He couldn't really just say 'well I kill you so I can keep on living'. He'd probably end up with a broken bone. At last a simple sentence made its way out of his mouth " I don't know "

Antonio Fernández Carriedo||Fawn||In the forest||Form||Tags; Open yo

Antonio's breath caught in his throat, all of a sudden his mouth went dry. The gunshot rung in his ears, making him slightly dazed. He could feel the pain start to blossom in his arm, awareness rising. He glanced down at his arm, noticing it become considerably wet. He could see some sort of red substance, not yet realizing what it was. He looked up, now seeing that the hunter was distracted by something else. He took this chance to dash into the forest, opposite direction of the hunter. His breaths became more rapid as the pain increased. He spotted a nestle of oaks before scrambling over to it. He leaned his back against a tree before sliding down to the ground. The sound of his rapid breathing filled the air around him. He was both panting from running and from the agonizing pain in his arm. Realization and shock started to set in. He attempted to put pressure on his arm, only ending up getting his hand dirty. He let out a pained hiss before frantically looking around for something to help his arm.