⇨ [the shadows are coming]... ☠

[Dark.]

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══ Animal;; Black Panther
══ Rank;; Commoner
══ Job;; Merchant/Procurer
══ Status;; Single
══ Crush;; --
══ Tagged;; Killian
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♟ Kᴀᴛᴀʟɪɴᴀ "Kᴀᴛ" Rᴏss ♟

Kat smiled slightly at his comment. Before she could think of a reply, he was back in the saddle and cantering away; mentioning something about the smoke rising from the forest. Well, that was abrupt. It was probably either a hunter, a rogue or a gang of bandits; and she hoped for his sake that it wasn't the latter. Sighing, she turned and headed back into the store, no customers. Perhaps the fact that she'd seen to Royals already today had been a good omen. Kat had a long list of things that her valued patrons had been wanting her to 'procure' from the castle. Various jewelery items and small weaponry from the Nobles were amongst the most frequent on the list. One rather interesting request was for some of the King's letters, or rather their content. Kat kept her clientele anonymous, even to herself; so she had no idea who had made a request such a that; however she was more than willing to do a bit of reading should the opportunity present itself. Kat went upstairs and changed, into a white corset, with navy detailing and navy skirt. Still, it could not be classed as conservative, however this outfit showed a little less of her breasts. Then she plaited her hair, twisting it up into a tight knot. Kat checked herself in the mirror. She almost looked innocent. Yes, she could pass as a maid if the person only glimpsed her. She then went downstairs and filled a small wicker basket with fresh fruit and vegetables. The castle's head cook had been a good friend of her late husband, and although she found him a little prickly, he would still buy produce from her when she came knocking.

It didn't take Kat very long to reach the Castle. She didn't go to the main entrance, instead slipping around to the servants entrance. This entrance was still guarded, however when she showed them the basket of food and explained that it was for the kitchens, they let her by with little trouble. Kat knew her way to the kitchens; she'd been here a few times before. As she neared she could hear the clattering of pans and smell the scent of fresh bread and meats. It was enough to make her mouth water. Not wanting to disrupt the breakfast service in progress, she left her small basket of produce on a counter near the door. Now, to business.

Kat glanced around her and instead of exiting the way she had come, she spun on her heel and followed a small staircase up to her right. It opened out into a corridor. Too busy. Hastily she continued up the servant's staircase. This time it led out onto a very well-furnished corridor. Bingo. She made a small checklist of things in her head that had been requested by her anoymous customers; a necklace belonging to the Duchess, rings belonging to both the Princess and the Queen, daggers belonging to Prince Roy and Killian and, of course, the letters belonging to the King himself.

How to go about this? Luckily, the corridor seemed clear. Kat stepped out of the stairwell and began to walk slowly down the hall, her feet barely making a sound on the carpet. Of course she had no idea which room belonged to whom, and indeed, if they were currently occupied. At least she knew both Killian and Roy were up-and-about; and she was heavily relying on breakfast to have all the other Nobles up-and-about. Taking a breath, she selected a door and very gently pushed it open.

[darĸнowl]

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[Rated R]

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NAME; Drazahn Aygir
AGE; Twenty-One
GENDER; Male
JOB; Lead Royal Stallion
ANIMAL; Black Stallion
ANIMAL KNOWN AS; Obsidian
FORM; In Stallion Form
CRUSH; To be Determined
LOCATION; Stables
TAGS; Christina

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Drazahn took a heavy breath as he reentered the stables from the ride, the heiress still perched upon his back. It had been a relaxed hack outside early this morning, with light reins on Drazahn's mouth. He usually enjoyed being ridden by the princess, as her hands were firm and comforting yet awfully loose, allowing for Drazahn to relax himself. He had done some light trotting and cantering with the princess, somewhat groggily lifting his hooves into a rocking horse type gait. The crisp, fresh air clearly woke him, and now, in the stables, he stretched his long black neck towards the ground.
He noticed the princess turn into her bengal cat form and hop off most clumsily. He snorted and suppressed a laugh, oh how great it was to not be known as a human. It was utterly interesting being a royal horse in the stables. Constantly the humans who came to speak to him felt more comfortable, and therefore would speak to him as though he couldn't understand. All the secrets were his to know.
At Christina's question, Drazahn nickered, trying to sound positively so that she would bring him apples. He pranced in place, watching as Christina's facial expression gave away she was confused or scolding herself about something. Drazahn could sense that Christina was suddenly tense, but he was unsure why. Now will she untack me or will the stablehands do so? he wondered to himself in his mind. I'd like to stretch my legs and gallop about until I may shift into a human.

[Dragonette_11]

{ Figured I'd bump this up so it's not at the bottom of a page all lonely and overlooked o3o Lol

Ｅｌｉｚａｂｅｔｈ Ａｎｎｅ Ａｒａｂｅｌｌａ

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In a
Forest/Meadow
Area
↽₋⇁
Alone
(being watched
by Killian)
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Single &
No Crush

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Elizabeth brought Aiden up to the camp within a minute or two. Bending over, she pulled out a worn horse brush and began to clean the stallion. He nuzzled her affectionately, but soon he became unsteady and alert. Elizabeth too began to feel odd. Gettin up, she looked around the surrounding tree.

A hand had gone up to her neck, clutching at her necklace, or her giveaway as a wanted criminal for that matter; a pendant of a silver sparrow with an emerald eye. Tossing Aiden's brush back towards the bag from which it had come from, Elizabeth stepped forward into the trees. "Hello?" she called out firmly, but more in a demanding way. Sighing, she turned back to Aiden. "Do you try to get me all worked up?" she questioned the horse with a smile as she walked back to him.

[norm]

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↳xoxoxo Killian stood silently in the warming shadows of pine and fir. The branches brushed the top of his back. Finally, he shifted back into a human somewhat quietly, rustling a few leaves. Stepping out into the light he came up behind her and raised his bow and arrow. "I've seen you before, young lady." He paused dramatically. "You're a thief. " Killian raised his eyebrows upwards and inhaled loudly. "Now if you tell me what you stole, I might even let you go." His dark hair was ruffled from shifting from wolf to human and made him look like a outsider and rouge.
xoxoxo Thoughts inside his mind kept traveling back to the shop keeper, Kat. She was quite pretty and had a snarky personality. Which was very attractive to Killian. He would defiantly see her again.

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↳xoxoxo waiting for folly + zuma to reply

[Dragonette_11]

Ｅｌｉｚａｂｅｔｈ Ａｎｎｅ Ａｒａｂｅｌｌａ

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In a
Forest/Meadow
Area
↽₋⇁
With Killian
↽₋⇁
Single &
No Crush

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Elizabeth stopped dead in her tracks as she heard a disturbance in the leaves. The smile on her face had been wiped clear off, and a rather frightening cold expression had replaced it. Turning around, she let go of Aiden, and he trotted away with a snort.

"What I've stolen, hm? Only what the poor and helpless need, and for my own necessities and means of survival that is," she answered, eluding any specific items that she had stolen, for their were just too many to keep up with. After all, she had started thieving when she was only around twelve years of age. It was pointless trying to hide the green eye sparrow that rested upon her collarbone now. Perhaps he'll soon realize I'm the rather wanted thief, Elizabeth thought to herself as she rested a hand on the pommel of her sword, Aldair.

[norm]

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↳xoxoxo Killian lowered his weapon and unhatched the steel arrow. "Killian. King's brother." He raised his hand for her to shake. "I like you." Grinning smugly, he glanced around. "You might want to get your horse back before he gets eaten by something. Lot's of dangerous creatures in these woods, dear." Killian winked cockily and shifted his feet in the dark dirt. Even if he was a royal didn't mean he had to act like one. He didn't judge people by there actions that others say they did for the wrong reason. He judges them on what they have done in front of his own eyes. Exhaling heavily, he raised his eyes at her and glanced around her little campsite.

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↳xoxoxo waiting for folly + zuma to reply

[Dragonette_11]

Ｅｌｉｚａｂｅｔｈ Ａｎｎｅ Ａｒａｂｅｌｌａ

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Ｔｈｉｅｆ | Ｓｅｖｅｎｔｅｅｎ | Ｗａｎｔｅｄ Ｗｏｍａｎ
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In a
Forest/Meadow
Area
↽₋⇁
With Killian
↽₋⇁
Single &
No Crush

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Elizabeth did not take her hand away from her sword. "Ah, so you're the king's charming and also very overly cocky brother that I've heard about, hm?" she questioned, but it was more of a rhetorical question. Her eyes fell to his outstretched hand, and back up to Killian. "Perhaps there are, but he takes care of himself just fine," she added after a moment, now turning around and not making any inclination towards shaking his hand, nor giving him her name.

Glancing at the fire, she noticed that even the embers weren't glowing any more. Time to move on any way, she thought to herself. Bending over, she began to get her things together. The only things that made up the campsite was the fire and a few blankets, plus the occasional meal roasting over the fire. However, last night was a bit of a bland night, meatless that is, and all she had had to eat was a bit of stale bread. Aiden carried the rest of her belongings, which was mainly food and anything else she'd stolen.

[darĸнowl]

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{{ also still waiting for some replies. Then I promise I'll get a post up. UNLESS... I should just post anyway? }}

[Keriae]

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