►Lost and Ɓroken◄►Accepting◄►Shapeshifter◄

[azhefa.]

{{Should I change her over to Broken instead or keep her in Lost? There isn't many in Broken.

[Revelry]

(Hmm, it's up to you. I think once Lost gets up to ten, I will just stop accepting for that clan. But for now, they are close enough that I don't mind too much either way. If you switch her to Broken, you'd have to change her form, too.)

[azhefa.]

{{True, Darius and the medic (sorry forgot her name) seem to be fine together so I'll keep Izzy in Lost and maybe have Aeron go to a stream to try and wash off the blood and Darius can find her while she's in a rather mellow mood instead of angry (:

[ExVenor]

(I thought she was in broken at first too. I read the form twice to make sure, we all have those moments. : D )

Aisling
21
Female
Broken Medic
Black Panther
Companion: Biddy
Tagged: Darius

She thinks she sees a smile and has a rush of accomplishment as if she had just reached the summit of a mountain, she had climbed for days. Aisling listens and nods, "Well good news, you don't need to be pals with someone to lead them, though I would guess it would make it much easier. I am sure that you are aware to the fact that your species can be rather difficult sometimes..." She gives him a pointed look as she hints at all the previous problems she had with arguing over health matters with him. "However, I think that is part of your charm. Maybe she is trying to just show off a little bit, get some infamy or attract someone's attention. As long as she doesn't hurt anyone on this side of the river, I won't have problems with her. I may also have a problem if she causes a big fight between clans." She rubs under Biddy's chin and the kitten starts purring loudly. Biddy is staring at Darius with narrowed eyes as if to say Aisling belonged to her and he should not forget that. Aisling is oblivious to the bold kitten stare down on her knees, and comments on the next thing Darius says, "I suppose it is better than if they attacked Aeron alone away from the camp, but this could also be bad considering you are easier to find and I now have to worry about you, suddenly being ambushed. I won't worry overmuch though you can handle yourself in a fight." When he accepts her offer her face clearly displays her shock, and her mouth opens in an 'o' shape. Her surprise comes from the fact he had accepted without a fight, she had come to expect from him. "Great. I'll show you where it is, come on in." She spins in the window and brings her knees in to lift her feet over the sill. She drops into the infirmary and grabs the satchel off the floor, after putting Biddy on one of the older more used cots. She throws the bag on the table in the middle of the room as she passes and pauses to see if Darius had changed his mind or not.

[azhefa.]

{{ I was going to put her in Broken, but I kinda wanted a shy horse girl lol

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Samael
Hellhound
Male
25 years
Normal member of Lost
Tags: Robin, Zaila, and Damien
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He gives Zaila a light chuckle as he senses her apprehension when he spoke of having a friend on the enemy side, "Just because she's an old friend doesn't mean I won't kill her if it comes to that, she chose her side and I chose mine." Samael glances at the blood on her hands and his normally dark brown eyes flash a dangerous silverly blue, the smell was intoxicating to the hungry predator inside of him. He steps back, clearly fighting to restrain himself, "I may be a beast from the depths of Hell, but that doesn't mean I have no loyalty." With a rumbling growl, the male turns and leaves the infirmary, the scents were just too much for his hungry stomach. Once he was outside, he leaps into his spiky Hellhound form and bolts into the forest to hunt before his inner beast takes control and he ends up attacking someone.

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Istabella
Female
19 years
??? of Lost
Tags: The others
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She hums a soft lullaby to herself as she walks back into camp, a basket full of different herbs on one arm as her free hand holds up her light blue dress so she doesn't step on it as she steps over a large branch that had fallen earlier. The young Unipeg loves to wear soft colored dresses that were silky and smooth to the touch, many of which she gets from the cargo ships that happen to stop by and leave their cargo unguarded. Izzy looks up as she hears harsh tones and feels thick tension in the air around the infirmary, such things make the poor girl cower slightly, but she takes a deep breath and forces herself to enter the building. She looks around curiously and spots everyone crowded around a wounded girl, "What in the world is going on? What happened to Pepper?"

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Aeron
Gryphon
Female
23 years
Normal member of Broken
Tags: None yet
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After sleeping for a while, the Gryphon gets up and stretches, careful of her stitches so she doesn't tear them out. She checks on her wounds and much to her relief many of them were already healed, but the large claw marks were still healing. Since she has wounds on the mend, she can't shift in order to leave her cave which was hundreds of feet from the ground so instead she starts climbing down using some hand and foot holes she carved out in case she needed to get down without shifting. Having the holes were also a big problem, someone else could use them and climb up to her home, but then again, no one was stupid enough to trespass into a Gryphon's home uninvited. Once she was down and on the ground, Aeron heads over to the nearby stream to wash off the rest of the dried blood that caked her leg and chest. She looks around to be sure no one was close by, waiting for her to get vulnerable just to strike, but there weren't any other creatures in the area so she wades out into the cool water with a sigh.

The female hums softly as she starts getting comfortable in the water, the singing of the birds and crickets were relaxing her from her tense and angry state. She strips off her shorts and small tank-top before starting to try and wash off the dirt that decided to cake on her skin. Aeron ducks under the water and scrubs out some dirt from her long black hair before surfacing and wiping water out of her eyes. She continues to hum, the soft sound was very soothing and musical, such a sweet sound rarely ever comes from the rather hostile creature, she's always very uptight and defensive. After getting most of the dirt and blood off her nicely tanned skin, she wrings out her hair with a sigh, not wanting to get out and face the world again.

[ExVenor]

Caelum
20
Male
Lost Member
Pegasus
Tagged: Istabella

When Caelum looks up at the newest person to arrive in the infirmary he moves next to her and explains quietly to not disturb the medic as she works, "Pepper got in a fight with a Broken gryphon, apparently named Aeron. There has been a promise of retribution but it will not be followed through until it is discovered as to what exactly happened. She showed up in camp like this, so no one know when or where this happened." He had learned most of this while listening to the others, now he takes his step back to lean against the wall next to the door once again. Still feeling a little jumpy, with the smell of blood permeating the air. He watched Izzy's face to see how she would digest this new information.

[azhefa.]

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Istabella
Female
19 years
Medic Apprentice of Lost
Tags: The others
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The Unipeg looks over at Caelum as he explains everything to her, her blue eyes widen in shock as he speaks of a Gryphon, "A Gryphon? She's lucky to be alive, even though she's a Hippogriff, Gryphons are very strong creatures and not very friendly either." She gives Caelum a nod in thanks and a soft smile before brushing past him to get over to Zaila. Once close enough, she grabs her working apron, tying over her pretty blue dress and pulls her loose braid up into a rather sloppy bun, "What can I do? I brought you more herbs from the meadows too, I'll start drying them once we finish here." The normally shy and reserved female becomes bolder as she starts to collect all the bloody gauze and things lying around, working helps her shut off her mind so becomes a totally different person.

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Aeron
Gryphon
Female
23 years
Normal member of Broken
Tags: None yet
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After sleeping for a while, the Gryphon gets up and stretches, careful of her stitches so she doesn't tear them out. She checks on her wounds and much to her relief many of them were already healed, but the large claw marks were still healing. Since she has wounds on the mend, she can't shift in order to leave her cave which was hundreds of feet from the ground so instead she starts climbing down using some hand and foot holes she carved out in case she needed to get down without shifting. Having the holes were also a big problem, someone else could use them and climb up to her home, but then again, no one was stupid enough to trespass into a Gryphon's home uninvited. Once she was down and on the ground, Aeron heads over to the nearby stream to wash off the rest of the dried blood that caked her leg and chest. She looks around to be sure no one was close by, waiting for her to get vulnerable just to strike, but there weren't any other creatures in the area so she wades out into the cool water with a sigh.

The female hums softly as she starts getting comfortable in the water, the singing of the birds and crickets were relaxing her from her tense and angry state. She strips off her shorts and small tank-top before starting to try and wash off the dirt that decided to cake on her skin. Aeron ducks under the water and scrubs out some dirt from her long black hair before surfacing and wiping water out of her eyes. She continues to hum, the soft sound was very soothing and musical, such a sweet sound rarely ever comes from the rather hostile creature, she's always very uptight and defensive. After getting most of the dirt and blood off her nicely tanned skin, she wrings out her hair with a sigh, not wanting to get out and face the world again.

[azhefa.]

{{Would it be too much if I added a male? I don't really like having unbalanced genders or more characters on one side than the other /: He'd be a Karkadann too (:

[r a i n d r o p s]

{{Here it is. Kind of basic because I'm on an iPad, but whatever, it'll do. Felt like we needed a more friendly gryphon c:}}

s c a r l e t t | d a y

n a m e;; Scarlett Marie Day
a g e;; 19
g e n d e r;; Female
o r i e n t a t i o n;; Straight
s p e c i e s;; Gryphon
a l l e i g a n c e;; The Broken

m a i n | t r a i t s;; Courageous/Vain
p o s i t i v e;; Brave, smart, wiry,
charming, charismatic, intelligent, fun
n e g a t i v e;; Proud, egotistical,
bold, overly clever
n e u t r a l;; Protective

h a i r;; Long, dark blonde w/ highlights
e y e s;; Bright, sea blue
s k i n;; Light Caucasian, very tanned
h e i g h t;; 5' 10"
w e i g h t;; 149 lbs.
b u i l d;; Thin and lithe, very agile

If you looked up "proud" in the encyclopedia, you would most likely find a picture of Scarlett. Like most of her kind, she is proud, bold, and charismatic, but with due reason. Even for a gryphon, Scarlett is fast and strong. Her human frame shows this as well with her tall, lean frame. Scarlett is beautiful and she knows it. While she doesn't all -out flaunt her looks, it's no mystery that she tries to ignore. Hey, if you've got it you might as well put it to good use, right? Well, she seems to think so. Despite her rather large ego and excessive love of herself, Scarlett actually can be a very caring person. She is protective of those she cares about, and if you hurt one of her friends. Ha, you'd better be watching your back for quite a long while. Scarlett isn't one to play fair, and she thoroughly believes that revenge is a dish best served cold. If you are close to her, however, you will get to know that she can be truly sensitive, and just masks it by being overly fallacious and bold. No matter what you think of her, good or bad, you can't deny that Scarlett is quite the character. One you're not likely to forget.

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Don't cry to me
If you loved me, you would be here with me
You want me, come find me
Make up your mind

Should I let you fall?
Lose it all?
So maybe you can remember yourself
Can't keep believing,
We're only deceiving ourselves
And I'm sick of the lie, and you're too late

Couldn't take the blame
Sick with shame
Must be exhausting to lose your own game
Selfishly hated, no wonder you're jaded
You can't play the victim this time,
And you're too late

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[Revelry]

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Darius Barrett
Male
Twenty-five
The Broken Leader
Gryphon
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"Tonight the foxes hunt the hounds
It's all over now before it has begun
We've already won"
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“Charm?” Darius echoed with a questioning tone. That was one of the terms he had not heard in regards to himself. Stubborn, hot-headed, and agitating were common. Charming was not in the slightest. “If she is trying to get attention by acting out, I fear it will be nothing positive. She should think herself lucky I did not strike her down then and there.” His words were again grumbled; gruff complaints under his breath, “With the way things are going, it may not be long until someone, if not she, drives a knife through my plans. Even the small ordeal has tarnished any hope of a surprise attack.”

He considered the next statement carefully. Would it really be better for them to attack Aeron alone? He was uncertain. If not for the sake of keeping everyone safe, including the one he was often at ends with, then for his reputation. He was renowned as harsh and firm. His punishments were often extreme, such as the one he had just ordered. No treatment of wounds. It was a lesson and a pain. But, abandoning one of their own to be picked apart by the other clan, captured, or murdered, that was too far even for him. Sure, it was karma. Aeron probably deserved to atone for all of the troubles she had caused, but not even Darius would condemn her to that. If the price he was to pay for that was that he was in the line of fire instead, then so be it. “Don’t worry about me. If they do try to ambush me, or even if they piece together that Aeron did it, then I will ensure that we are not alone.”

When he had come to actually realize what he saw, rather than being more engulfed in his thoughts, he was taken aback by the feisty kitten. To add on to the comical nature of the stare down, he responded as only a true wild leader would. A growl that stemmed from his true form rumbled in his chest. His blue eyes had narrowed into a sharp glare. He did not right his actions until Aisling moved, with her the kitten. He quickly snapped out of his haze and slid in through the window after her. Doors were overrated.

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Zaila Terry
Female
Eighteen
The Lost Medic
Qilin
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"You are what you love
Not who loves you
In a world full of the word 'Yes'
I'm here to scream 'No'"
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The qilin had just about finished her work when the apprentice came in. Her relationship and rank over Istabella was a little odd. Zay was a year younger than her apprentice, a nearly unheard of thing. If there was any particular reason for the younger girl’s higher rank, it was her experience and that was that. Zaila had been a part of the clan for as long as she could remember. She herself was an apprentice under the old medic who gave her any chance he could to get experience. Anytime someone came in with a wound, gruesome or minor, she was there to observe. If not overseeing procedures, then her nose was in a book, studying. If not that, then she was collecting herbs and hauling buckets of water. For as young as she was, it was hard to beat her expertise.

The normally warm and welcoming girl was still in her rather solemn mood, given the circumstances. When she spoke, it was evenly, no cheery rises or dramatic falls to her pitch. It was only level. “Thank you.” She said first and foremost in regards to the herbs. “I think I've got her just about well off.” She handed over the roll of gauze she had been using to wrap the smaller wounds. “If you could finish wrapping, that would be great." she instructed in a murmured way that was distracted by her own musings. Musings that would be kept silent until a later time. She had her fears that she kept silent as she hurried over to gather up more supplies which she fervently began to mash into some sort of tonic.

(Go right ahead Rebellion, just remember to keep up with all of your characters. Otherwise I have no problem. And amen, Raindrops :3 friendly gryphons are always essential. Accepted ^^)