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[Pumpkin~Spice]

Ivera Diamond || 23 || Female ||Kitsune|| Hetrosexual||Tags: Aspen

Ivera was crouched behind a thicket, she was careful to position herself downwind from the herd of deer who were currently taking a refreshing drink from the clear blue water of the lake. Quietly she crept foward with a single minded focus. A large stag lifted his head to peer around. His nostrils flared as he tried to smell the invisible danger that had him so unsettled. A twig snapped under Ivera's foot and she silently cursed. Bolting out of the bushes, she set the chase. Knowing She could not keep up with them for long, she summoned a dagger and threw with desperation. The dagger span and lit up in a blue flame... Please hit... It struck the stags back leg and he stumbled but continued running. She run after him hoping he would be injured enough that she could follow and finish the kill.

[mairon]

Robynn | Nogitsune | Tags: open/Ivera, Aspen

The fox spirit twirled a keychain on her index finger as she strolled through the woods. A pair of black ankle boots lightly hit the floor with every one of her steps, and the chirping sounds

of the forest made them seem completely silent. Robynn had always been good at disappearing- constsntly getting in trouble forced her to- so even when she wasn't trying she completely blended in. The redhead whistled a soft tune , looking at the area around her. There were the endless trunks of trees, their canopies high above the ground, some grass and other ferns lining the dirt floor, and a few deer drinking water calmly nearby. Or it was calm until chaos descended upon them, and the herd dispersed in different locations like scared sheep. One of the deer, dpecifically, was trampling away oddly. He was limping.

Robynn felt drawn by the commotion, and her path turned to the waterhole curiously. That's where she saw the girl chasing wildly after the hurt stag. Curiosity picking at her every moment, Robb remained perfectly still and watched, indulging the situation and pondering the outcome. The deer was hurt, but he was still a deer. He could outrun a girl anyday. This girl, however, had a weapon, and history had proved that weapons and deer don't get along.

[~ moth ~]

ครקєภ l๏ςкฬ๏๏๔
18-คﻮєภ๔єг(รђє/tђє๓)-๔єєг ђא๒гเ๔-קคภครєץยคl-รเภﻮlє-tคﻮร/เשєгค ๔เค๓๏ภ๔/г๏๒אภภ ๓๏ภtєร-Ŧ๏г๓
Pausing their walking to look around after hearing what was a twig snap, Aspen looked around, trying to spot what had made the sound. Their ears swirled about, hearing nothing more, but they knew something was wrong. They knew something was nearby, watching them, they could sense it. Aspen took one last look arpund, before beginning to walk once more. Them it happened, something burst from the bushes, running straight for Aspen. Instincts kicked in and they went running, not daring to look back to see what was chasing them. They lept over a fallen log then took a hard tirn, trying to loose their pursuer. But as they turned, pain flared up in Aspens back leg and they stumbled, falling to the ground. Quickly, they stood up, shaking off the pain, and began to run again. But their back leg was now bleeding out, leaving a red trail in the snow, and the pain was just to much for Aspen. They kept running, though their run was more of a limp, slowing them down immensely.

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77(Ļόόķş 22)-мάĻέ-Ļόşţ şόùĻ-άşέxùάĻ-şίήģĻέ-ţάģş/όρέή-ғόŕм
Snow slowly drifted off the trees and onto the forest floor, the snow slightly fluttering in the breeze. Light danced around and through the soul as he silently walked through the forest. The wintery setting never pleased the man. It wasn't that the cold bothered him, no, he couldn't get cold anymore. It was that winter always reminded him of his past, which he hated to think about. Evan walked along at the edge of the forest, next to the barrier that kept the creatures in the forest trapped in the forest. His cat, which was a ghost cat, walked beside him batting at the snow as it fell. The soul dragged his hand along the side of the barrier, making the barrier slightly glow at his touch. Evan never understood the barrier. He was able to walk through many things such as trees, animals, humanoids, and much more. But the barrier was a different story, he wasn't able to walk through it. He was able to touch it, which was unusual and weird to him. Evan was only able to touch things when he was in a solid form, which he was almost never in.

sεяεηιтү ∂αωsση
22-ғεмαℓε-ғαℓℓεη αηgεℓ-вιsεxυαℓ-sιηgℓε-тαgs/σρεη-ғσям
Sunlight danced around in the cave that Serenity called home. The female laying on her bed, bundled up in a blanket trying to keep herself warm. A fire crackled in a makeshift fireplace carved out of the wall. Birds perched themselves on furniture in the cave, especially the wooden chandelier hanging from the ceiling. The birds tweeting eventually woke Serenity, as always, they were like alarm clocks that went off every morning around the same time. The fallen angel stood up and stretched her arms and wings. The female made her bed and started on her daily routine. She walked over to the kitchen, opening a cabinet and grabbing a few herbs. She took a tea pot and filled it with water and the herbs, placing it over the fire. Serenity then began to clean up the cave, walking over to the tea pot once more as it began to make a high pitch sound, which meant her tea was ready. Carefully, she grabbed the pot and poured herself a cup of tea. She changed into some Clothing suitable for the weather outside, a white long sleeved shirt and a white and light pink ciat. She put on a pair of dark blue jeans and white winter boots. She also put on a pair of light pink gloves and grabbed her tea, walking outside into the forest. Serenity brushed some snow off of a chair outside her cave, and sat down on it, sipping her tea and watching the area around.

[Pumpkin~Spice]

Ivera Diamond || 23 || Female ||Kitsune|| Hetrosexual||Tags: Aspen&Robynn

sensing she was being watched, she swung around to look behind her. Her eyes were glowing a starling blue making her look fierce but perhaps not fierce enough for some. A women stood near the water her long Stawberry blond hair blowing in the gentle breeze. Her face was a mixture of amusement and curiosity. Ivera cursed silently but put on a pleasant smile for her fellow survivor. Now was not the time for a meet and greet, I have a deer to catch. Ivera looked back in the direction the deer had run to and then back at the pretty stranger before saying, "You coming or what? 'Cause standing and looking pretty ain't gonna catch my dinner." She was too anxious about the deer getting away to worry about her usual shyness with strangers. She definitely wasn't shy now because Ivera didn't wait for a reply instead choosing to chase after the stag.

(Anyone want to be Zaks new friend?)

Zak Markos|| 25|| Male ||Fallen Angel || Hetrosexual|| Tags: None

Zak was out on his usual morning walks, singing a cheerful tune that seemed appropriate for what a beautiful morning it was running out to be. Zak had taken stock of his supplies and concluded that he'd have enough to last him through the week which was the plan. Now that spring was here food would be plentiful and life would be a little bit easier. Zak lived alone and he knew that the loneliness would slow kill him. He was a social creature and missed the friendly atmosphere of living with others. His last companion had died in the winter months leaving him in mourning. He hoped to find more survivors like him soon. But the day was still young and surely he would find someone who was just as alone as he was and looking for a friend.

[~ moth ~]

(I'm sorry, but @Cardinal Sins, I feel you are kind of controlling my character by making her shift and such and I would really appreciate it if you wouldn't do that.)

[Pumpkin~Spice]

(@Adrianna, okay. I'm sorry I didn't realize, would you like me to remove that part? )

[~ moth ~]

(@Adrianna, okay. I'm sorry I didn't realize, would you like me to remove that part? )

(Yeah, could you please.)

[Probably a Doctor]

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Kristian Arzt Heilburg
24 _ Male _ Homosexual
Winged Human -- X
Tags: x
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Blinking a bit, the man who had been sitting at his desk for so long looked up and around the empty building he called a lab. He had heard a noise and stopped writing on the piece of paper next to the plant sample he had gotten outside deep within the ruins.
A smile spread on his tired face as he looked up at the vogels, the birds that enjoyed sitting in the rafters of the place.
"Go back to sleep my dears.. Its only me," he said to them in German, and they seemed to understand him, for they settled back down and cooed softly
He had not slept in many days, work and studies had kept him up.
He did not rely on drinks to keep him going, his stamina was strangely longer than before
Maybe it was the wings on his back, that sat stiff and unused
Not really a fan of flying, or heights, he continued to tell himself they were in the way, and there for no reason
Though that's what he thought, and paid no attention to the looks he was getting from his birds when he looked himself in the mirror and scolded his frail being along with the fluffy white wings on his back.
Standing up slowly and putting down the pencil he had in his right hand, he stretched a bit and moved out of the quote on quote lab to head outside
Blinking and adjusting his glasses a bit he breathed in the nice less stuffy air and noticed how the trees in the forest sat silently
They sat like a hawk watching the field mice in the grass, a silent observer on the hills
Instead of heading out into the unknown, he made camp, in a medical bay with an obvious medical cross on the top, so if anyone else in the desolate world was out there, they would know his house was that of shelter and hospitality
Nobody really came around, he couldn't remember the last time he saw someone
Memories stirred in his mind while he started on a walk, fixing his vest while sticking his hands in his pockets and walking down a trail that lead to his hut
One that seemed like a road, he walked this many times
Birds weren't enough to keep him company

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Mick Mundy
21 _ Male _ Bisexual
Centaur -- X
Tags: x
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Everything had to be silent for this to work
He was breathing very softly as he pulled the bow up to his chest, and knocked an arrow on the notch while slowly pulling the strings back to his cheek
Sights were set, he stopped breathing just to focus. This man was deep in the forest where he was ready to strike with his weapon, a bow and arrow. Now the prey, was a nice looking pheasant. Something he could have to eat later, or sell somewhere to someone for money.
Suddenly letting the arrow fly, it hit its mark where he intended to have it strike. Not that long later, he had the pheasant in his grasp and was walking out of the forest silently with the arrows in a holster on his back, his bow strung over his chest, and the bird bouncing at his hip in his hand. His eyes did not look up from gazing out on the horizon
All was silent, he listened to the soft breathing in and out of his own heart and the hum from the forest.
His hut was nowhere near the forest, rather at the treeline where it opened up into a nice field
There, he felt at home,
He was alone, nobody else to talk to for now.

[~ moth ~]

ครקєภ l๏ςкฬ๏๏๔
18-คﻮєภ๔єг(รђє/tђє๓)-๔єєг ђא๒гเ๔-קคภครєץยคl-รเภﻮlє-tคﻮร/เשєгค ๔เค๓๏ภ๔/г๏๒אภภ ๓๏ภtєร-Ŧ๏г๓
Aspen looked around, trying to find a safe place to possibly hide, or to find another route to run. She could now faintly sense the presence if another person. Their ears swiveled, hearing their pursuer seeming to talk to another person. Fear was overtaking them, making them think they wouldn't get out of the problem they were in. Aspen took a turn again, wondering if any of the animals in the forest would help them. Maybe the could get some birds to claw at the person chasing after them. But they were loosing blood fast, their running opening the wound on their legs even more. They couldn't concentrate on communicating with the forest animals and at the same time run for their life. Aspen watched what was coming up in front of her, what was coming in front if her was the magical barrier that kept humanoids stuck in the forest. They had little time to think before they would run into the barrier. Aspen tried to turn, but their hooves slipped in the snow. Their injured leg gave out under them and they fell to the ground, sliding slightly into a bush. They tried to get up again, but their antlers were now entangled in the bush.

ένάή ģŕάςέ
77(Ļόόķş 22)-мάĻέ-Ļόşţ şόùĻ-άşέxùάĻ-şίήģĻέ-ţάģş/όρέή-ғόŕм
Snow slowly drifted off the trees and onto the forest floor, the snow slightly fluttering in the breeze. Light danced around and through the soul as he silently walked through the forest. The wintery setting never pleased the man. It wasn't that the cold bothered him, no, he couldn't get cold anymore. It was that winter always reminded him of his past, which he hated to think about. Evan walked along at the edge of the forest, next to the barrier that kept the creatures in the forest trapped in the forest. His cat, which was a ghost cat, walked beside him batting at the snow as it fell. The soul dragged his hand along the side of the barrier, making the barrier slightly glow at his touch. Evan never understood the barrier. He was able to walk through many things such as trees, animals, humanoids, and much more. But the barrier was a different story, he wasn't able to walk through it. He was able to touch it, which was unusual and weird to him. Evan was only able to touch things when he was in a solid form, which he was almost never in.

sεяεηιтү ∂αωsση
22-ғεмαℓε-ғαℓℓεη αηgεℓ-вιsεxυαℓ-sιηgℓε-тαgs/σρεη-ғσям
Sunlight danced around in the cave that Serenity called home. The female laying on her bed, bundled up in a blanket trying to keep herself warm. A fire crackled in a makeshift fireplace carved out of the wall. Birds perched themselves on furniture in the cave, especially the wooden chandelier hanging from the ceiling. The birds tweeting eventually woke Serenity, as always, they were like alarm clocks that went off every morning around the same time. The fallen angel stood up and stretched her arms and wings. The female made her bed and started on her daily routine. She walked over to the kitchen, opening a cabinet and grabbing a few herbs. She took a tea pot and filled it with water and the herbs, placing it over the fire. Serenity then began to clean up the cave, walking over to the tea pot once more as it began to make a high pitch sound, which meant her tea was ready. Carefully, she grabbed the pot and poured herself a cup of tea. She changed into some Clothing suitable for the weather outside, a white long sleeved shirt and a white and light pink ciat. She put on a pair of dark blue jeans and white winter boots. She also put on a pair of light pink gloves and grabbed her tea, walking outside into the forest. Serenity brushed some snow off of a chair outside her cave, and sat down on it, sipping her tea and watching the area around.

[Pumpkin~Spice]

Ivera Diamond || 23 || Female ||Kitsune|| Hetrosexual||Tags: Aspen&Robynn

Ivera was starting to get tired after tracking the deer a few miles in the dense forest. What might be easy for the deer to get through was proving to be extremely difficult for Ivera to get through. Slashing though the undergrowth to make a more clear path was killing her arms. The Adrenaline had worn off, letting her start to think more clearly. I can't believe how acted in front of that girl. That's not me, it must have been the hunt that got me all worked up. Stupid! The barrier was up ahead now and Ivera started to slow down. I think I lost her. Looking around and seeing nothing, Ivera sighed. She started to turn back when she noticed out of the corner of her eye, deep groves In snow as if someone or something had slipped.

(Anyone want to be Zaks new friend?)

Zak Markos|| 25|| Male ||Fallen Angel || Hetrosexual|| Tags: None

Zak was out on his usual morning walks, singing a cheerful tune that seemed appropriate for what a beautiful morning it was running out to be. Zak had taken stock of his supplies and concluded that he'd have enough to last him through the week which was the plan. Now that spring was here food would be plentiful and life would be a little bit easier. Zak lived alone and he knew that the loneliness would slow kill him. He was a social creature and missed the friendly atmosphere of living with others. His last companion had died in the winter months leaving him in mourning. He hoped to find more survivors like him soon. But the day was still young and surely he would find someone who was just as alone as he was and looking for a friend.