ƑŘẸÃЌ ŜĤỖŴ (ỖƤẸŇ)(ÃČČẸƤŤĮŇĞ)

[~ moth ~]

ครקєภ l๏ςкฬ๏๏๔
18-คﻮєภ๔єг(รђє/tђє๓)-๔єєг ђא๒гเ๔-קคภครєץยคl-รเภﻮlє-tคﻮร/เשєгค ๔เค๓๏ภ๔/г๏๒אภภ ๓๏ภtєร-Ŧ๏г๓
Fears rose in the hybrid as they struggled to pull their antlers free from the bush, but it seemed the more they struggled the more their antlers got tangled. Blood pooled by their side, staining the snow. Aspen dug her hooves into the ground, trying to pull back and out if the bush, but the tugging on their antlers pained them. They wanted to cry out for help but they never spoke so their voice would most likely be hushed and soft, unable to be heard. Aspen soon gave up hope and laid down, accepting that they were going to die from blood loss. Then it hit them, they had the ability to manipulate nature. Aspen looked at the bush which had them trapped, and tried to focus their power on the bush to make it shift and untangle from her antlers. But they could barely think, and ygeir vision was turning fuzzy.

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.

[mairon]

Robynn | Nogitsune | Tags: Aspen, Ivera

Robynn watched as the panicked deer stumbled away into the snow. A celar trail of crimson red followed them, and it began to come clear to the girl who was going to win this match. The more she weighed the odds, the more obvious it was that the deer would die before he got the chance to get away, and the less interesting the situation became.

The scenario changed, however, when the huntress abruptly turned to her. Her deep blue eyes shone with annoyance, but from Robin's perspective, she was doing nothing wrong. She had not spooked the deer- she doubted it had even seen her- and she had not interrupted the girl's shot. Or her chance of getting her prey. The reason why she was mad? By this point, Robbin had come to terms with the fact that sometimes humans got angry for no good reason at all, and this seemed to be one of those cases.

When the girl asked her to go hunt with her, Robynn arched a brow. She wasn't planning on catching this redhead's food for her. The nogitsune raised a hand and made a gesture followed by her sweet, hypnotic voice. "Please, go ahead," the girl scoffed before watching the deer disappear into the thick brush of the forest. The void spirit disappeared into the shadows once more, making her way to the deer's trail through a much easier route, and stopped when she saw the panicked animal thrashing in the bush for his life. Robynn wasn't a kind soul, but she wanted to see if this story could end differently than it looked played out to be. "Here," the girl hummed nonchalantly, and grabbed a hold of the deer's right antler. He seemed spooked by the gesture, but once she started to slip the branches off of them, he seemed to get the gist. "But with that leg you won't get too far. You can come with me... deer." That last word made her feel idiotic. Talking to a deer, how sane of her; and yet she felt as if it could understand.

Hearing the rustle of branches nearing, Robb assumed that the huntress had caught up, and began to walk off into the thick brush of the magical forest. Lucky for this deer, her cabin was not too far off... and well hidden, too.

[~ moth ~]

ครקєภ l๏ςкฬ๏๏๔
18-คﻮєภ๔єг(รђє/tђє๓)-๔єєг ђא๒гเ๔-קคภครєץยคl-รเภﻮlє-tคﻮร/เשєгค ๔เค๓๏ภ๔/г๏๒אภภ ๓๏ภtєร-Ŧ๏г๓
Aspen turned their head toward the sound of something walking closer to them. The hunter! They thought, starting to thrash about once more, trying to free themself from the bush. They watched as a female walked toward them with a bow and a quiver full of many arrows. The hybrid flinched as the female grabbed their antler, making them believe she was going to hurt them. But ibstead, the female untangled their antlers and spoke to them. Does she know that I'm a hybrid, or is the female just fond of animals? Is this even the hunter that was after me, or is this just some random woman. Aspen thought, giving a small nod to the woman's words. Their ears swiveled toward a noise from nearby, and they instantly thought it to be the hunter after them. Slowly, Aspen lifted herself off of the ground, lifting up her injured leg and holding it close to their body. They felt unbalanced, only standing on three legs, and they didn't like it. How am i going to walk on just three legs? They thought, looking up to the woman, waiting for her to show them where to go.

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.

[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.

[Pumpkin~Spice]

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

Gone. The deer was gone. Ivera growled at how mpbad the situation had gone out of control. I had it right there. It was trapped! Just as her eyes started to glow a fiery blue they went out. Ivera decided she would not allow herself to wallow in self pity. The moment was gone and she could not afford to spend more energy whining about it. Ivera lifted her finger to her lips and whistled. It was not a soft whistle either but sharp high pitched screech. Ty who had been off to who-knows-where landed hard on her shoulder, jostling her a bit. "Hey boy, what did find?" Ivera couldn't speak to animals but her and Ty had a bond that required no conversation...most of the time.

Ivera started the long journey home. Her home was above the forest floor, a small nest settled among a group of tight knit trees. Ty soared up and sat himself down on the balcony railing and turned to watch Ivera. Summoning her last bit of strength she climbed the Rickety ladder to the top and lay there for awhile. Just thinking. There really is no place like home. She chuckled at that thought and then quiet again. Decideding she had lain there long enough she forced herself up and scooted over to the edge to pull the makeshift ladder up. This would guard her home from any intruders.

She was down to her last bit of food and would need to out hunting again if she was to keep herself from starving. She could only hope that she would come across some rabbits or the like tomorrow. Or better yet, the deer she was hunting.

(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.

[Pumpkin~Spice]

(@Doctor would you like Zak to run into Mick on his way back from the hunt?)

[Probably a Doctor]

that would be great, thanks!)

[Pumpkin~Spice]

(@Doctor, would you like to post first or should I?)

[Probably a Doctor]

You can have Zak just run into Mick.. maybe have him see Mick on his walk?)

[~ moth ~]

(@Probably a Doctor, I have two characters open. Evan and Serenity. One of them could interact with one of your characters if alright with you. Just choose who interacts with who.)