Shattered Glass- [Open!] (not accepting for now)

[funfunisland1]

(TL;DR. Could someone summarize what happened for me?)
|Myron and Nina Tiraki|Open|Normal|Myron and Nina's Cabin|
With the recent announcement of the breakout of the broken and shifters, Myron had gone upstairs to Nina's studio to tell her about it. "Nina," Myron knocked and opened the door, "There was something on the news. The shifters and broken got out. How are doing?"
Nina continued painting on the canvas that was spattered with tons of different colors, "I could be better, now that you tell me. Where are they?"
"The news recently said they were headed to the mountains," Myron entered the room and sat down on a chair next to Nina.
"Wonderful," Nina sarcastically replied, "Just brilliant. What color do I have right now?" She picked up a tube of paint, which had no Braille written on it.
Myron gently took the tube from Nina's hand and read the label, "American rose."
"Is it a light rose or a dark rose?" Nina asked as Myron passed the paint back to her.
"It's a dark red-pink," Myron looked at the the other paints that Nina had placed next to her, "Do you want a leaf color?"
Nina unscrewed the lid of the tube and squeezed it onto the palette in her lap, "Leaf lettuce, specifically. You said it was a good color for plants, right?"
"Yes it is. Do you want me to put the palette for you?" Myron asked.
"It's alright, Myron," Nina smiled, "I can do it. Just put it in my lap next to the palette. Could you go back and see if there's anything else on the news?"
Myron smiled, "Of course." He bent stood and then leaned over to kiss Nina on the forehead. "I love you, Nina," he said before exiting the room.
"I love you too, Myron," Nina squeezed the paint onto the palette and picked up her brush and began to try and paint a rose.

[birdbones]

Jay|damien, oliver, Hunter mayzie and zephyr|Heading east (in large tree)|Serval form|
Jay yawned, stretched her sore body and with out a word lept up the tree to the nearest branch. She layed down length ways on the thick branch and listen to the others find their sleeping places. As Jay was left alone to her thoughts she started to notice she hadn’t eaten all day or drunk in many hours, nether had the others from her knowledge. Jay quickly made a mental note to hunt and find fresh water tomorrow as she drifted into a dreamless sleep.

[EchoOfShatteredIce]

|Kalelr Devlin|Katherine Milone|Forest,wolf form|

Kalelr peeled his lip back at her, baring his teeth when she got up. He backed away until he was out of the tree, his ears pricked to listen in case there were others around. There weren't, thankfully. He focused back on the girl, digging his claws into the ground. He growled at her, his ears flattened. He swished his tail, narrowing his eyes at her. What was she planning? Was she going to attack? He tensed, faintly hearing her speak, but his ears were only focused on her heartbeat. He should end it.

(Still in the other timeline, since they haven't gotten much done)

[-TØP-]

Swatch|Male|Broken|7|Human Form, but unstable|Running towards the Myron and Nina's Cabin

Swatch didn't know what to feel. His small legs were fluctuating between canine and human as he dashed through the field, the grass thin and prickly between his toes. The air was crisp, he felt like he could run forever. But he couldn't get far before his emotions got the best of him. The fur began devouring his back, then crawling up along his neck. He lurched forward and stumbled into the grass, panting heavily. As he did, his arms began turning with the rest of his body until---he was no longer human. He jumped with newfound strength and began to sprint towards the mountains, growling with pent-up anger and fear. He destroyed all in his path, claws digging into the cold earth below him.

Swatch was blinded by rage, snapping, biting, and clawing. He continued on running in the forest, crashing through thorns and thickets that cut his face. But it did nothing to stop him. The agony, the pain, the past was all there inside him; deforming his mind into something else. But he froze. His dark eyes gleamed with the reflection of...a light, a cabin, a home, in the mountains. His ears flicked forward, now becoming ready to hunt, to hurt, to kill, to die. Swatch's eyes glued to the light, he jerked is head into the air and sprinted forward. He was driven by their scent of blood, he could reach them and tear them and...and...his mind went blank. Little by little, he changed. His fur began to fade away, his muzzle shrunk into his face; by the time he had reached the door all he was almost back on two feet. His forearms and hind legs hadn't yet finished when he scratched at the door, but he wanted in. He wanted out of the forest. He wanted to leave his past behind. So he sat, ready to pounce, to do what it takes to survive. Maybe a little less.

[funfunisland1]

Myron had just reached the bottom of the stairs when the scratching from the door caught his attention. He walked over to the door and looked through a crack in the curtain to see a boy, no younger than seven, scratching at the door with dog-like claws. Myron carefully opened the door, "Hello? Are you alright?"

[birdbones]

Jay|Heading east (Hunting) |Serval form|
Bright rays of sun filtered though the large leaves of the tree her group was sleeping in/on. Lifted her head to check the time ’The suns just up, it must be around 5’ Jay thought. She heaved her sore body up and stretched her aching limbs, the other were still sleeping peacefully so Jay decided to surprise them with a freshly hunted meal. Jay climbed down from the branch she had been sleeping on, the grass was still slightly frosty and Jay hoped it would melt soon as so she could hunt silently. Looking out over the horizon Jay marked the side of the tree which faced east as so she wouldn’t lose track of where they would heading and set out to find some prey. Jay sprinted though the endless amount of trees until she finally found some where to hunt, it was an open cleaning with trees that had large twisting root that hopefully she could find a mouse or something in. Jay heard a bush rustle and quickly dropped into a crouch making sure the wind was blowing her sent away from the prey, She silently crept along the ground. Finally Jay could see her prey, A boar nest! Jay sniffed the air to make sure the mother boar was not around and silently crept forward. The little boar were all asleep, all 5 of them. Jay knew she wouldn’t be ab,e to carry all of them back so she gently reach in and pulled out two, with a quick snap to the neck they were both dead, hanging lifeless in her jaws, they smelt delicious. Jay ran as fast a she could back to the tree as so the mother would not catch up to her, Jay finally reached the large tree and the others were beginning to stir. “Guess what I brought back guys!” Jay yowled

[-TØP-]

Swatch saw the door open, and when he saw a crack, he ran inside; tracking mud on the floor behind him. "I wanna come inside...!" he yelled, as he dashed through the door. Now fully human, he couldn't do much, so he half-glared, half-smirked at the man and turned behind a corner. He wanted to explore. He couldn't smell very well anymore, but something smelled good. Good, as in not "bad" like he was used to. He looked around, taking everything in. Where was he?

[funfunisland1]

Myron chuckled a little bit but then he grew a little concerned. Was this one of the shifters he had heard about, or perhaps the broken? He wasn't certain but this was just a small child. He closed the door and kneeled down on the now muddy floor. Myron held out a hand, "Are you okay?"

[-TØP-]

Swatch jumped. He shrank back, pressing himself against the wall. His eyes shifted around the room, then looked strain into Myron's. "Uhm...I don't think so, I don't think so ..." his voice trailed off. He quickly hung his head toward the floor and started fidgeting with the frayed and torn edges of his too-big t-shirt.

[funfunisland1]

"Are you lost or hurt?" Myron asked, "Where are your parents?" Myron didn't want to scare the child, but he wanted to make sure this boy was safe. "Are you hungry? Thirsty?" Myron offered.