*Legacy* - Elf/Spirit/Human New Gen. RP - *R.I.P*

[Shiko Hayashi]

Avalbane grunted and turned ot the girl. "Go stick your nose in a hole." She growled, pinpointing her elfish scent instantly. She cocked her head slightly. "A soldier? my brother was a soldier...." She trailed off, her heart feeling like a hole inside her chest, whistling as the wind breezed through it. "He had died.... in a war..." She whispered, her eyes blank, staring straight ahead as she relieved the painful memory where her mother and herself had gotten the dreadful letter.

[Rayen]

((recap plz?))

[Cazio]

(( baically Avalbane and ilver are meeting Ghost, Thats pretty much all that happened.

P.S.- New charrie coming in a sec . . .)))

[Cazio]

Race: Werewolf
Type: (if you're an elf) N/A
Gender: Female
Name: Nicole
Age: 18
Appearance:
Are you evil? Most likely no, but she can get pretty intense should you rile her up.
Can you fight? She can track like no other, and hunt as a werewolf; she's never really had to fight before though.
Crush:
Other:


. . . . to be continued!!!

[Rayen]

((Accepted!))

Quill shrugged and walked away. Nothing strange. The same trees, the same woods she had ever known. She had always gone there to hunt or simply to have a walk and relax.
The same river, the same scents... A different smell stood out, making her startle.
Another werewolf was near.

[Lily Benet]

I cry out,
snow falls unheeded...

"Hey, I was only trying to help... I just fall into the wrong conversations." She looked up at the tree. " Let me start, hi,, my name is Sliver. I have a eagle for a friend," she pointed at the white eagle on her shoulder, "and I go to Silent Hills School for Ma- Many people." she blushed a bit. She stared at the two people, "Why do you guys hate me?" she asked them in a innocent voice. Then her jaw clenched and a single memory came back.
Red hot fire, falling like a waterfall down her back, gold amd silver hardening on her back, with a living leaf, and dead leaf in the center. Then being pulled out, and plungged into crystal clear blue water, then pain fading, then a black out...
She cried out, and fell backwards, the eagle on her shoulder flying up then landing on her heart, daring someone to come near.

...Why must you leave me this way?

[Cazio]

New lands, new scents. The crisp air filed through her scent glands with practiced breathing. She perked her ears at the sound of another animal. A snarl crept across her grey white muzzle as she recgonized the sound of breathing. Wolf breathing. She bent her nose to ground, drinking in the scents of the the forest. The smell of the other wereolf made her tail fly up in dominance and her ears flatten. It was close by.
"Come out come out whereever you are!" She snarled loudly into the air. Birds fled from teh treetops at the noise.

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Ghost sighed and ran his hand down his face. Girls.
"I don't hate you, I just don't want to talk to anyone right now okay?" He responded sharply. "Sorry." He added softly, correcting himself. Suddenly she cried out and fell backwards, the eagle freaking out and landing on the girls heart as if expecting a challenge. Ghost's eyes narrowed at the eagle. He hated animals, especially dogs, bears and flying things. But mostly dogs.
The dulled brown mass of thick fur exploded from underneath the fence. Two gleaming black-brown eyes were widened, trying to decide which of them to kill. In a split second it had come for him; as countless others had before and Ghost's hands flew up to protect himself. The 100lb German Shepherd slammed him backwards on the ground and it's long gleaming fang glittered in the waning light. Its snarled and growled, throwing its head backwards to plunge in for the kill. As it's head came down for him he grabbed the muzzle with lightning speed and grabbed an ear with his other hand and jerked its head left. Crack! . . . . . Their deep snarls accopanied the white bodies behind them, huge thumps vibrating the ground beneath their feet. Cries of pain also sounded as the scorched earth still radiated with intense heat . . . .those eyes . . . .
"Is she okay?" he asked to the elf girl, but his voice was wispy and his fear from the memories leaked into his tone.

[Shiko Hayashi]

Avalbane stood up and she went over to the girl, ignoring the bird. Gently she brushed a strand of hair away from her face. "Are you alright? What's wrong? Tell me, I might be able to help." She whispered, her words soothing at yet, urgent at the same time.

(( Was she talking to Avalon? The werewolf girl? ))

[Cazio]

((ooc// no, I probably should have clarified lol, she's in a different part of the woods calling out to Quill. ))

[Shiko Hayashi]

(( Right. Thanks. ))