You Are In Charge of Your Own Destiny...[Starting &Accepting

[huddson]

Piper Chipmunk✩Community✩Female✩With Kenton

Piper smiled. She knew he didn't wave. "How's your day been? Caught anything yet?", she asked him, Peanut chattering on her shoulder. He ran up to Kenton and put a small nut on his shoulder, then ran back to Piper. "One of my snares didn't catch anything. And it happens to be the only one I baited!", she laughed. She didn't get why he didn't smile or wave, but that didn't mean she was going to be rude back. "I saw a rogue somewhere else in the forest. Had a dog with her. You seen her before?", she asked him.

[stormy tom]

Kenton -- panther -- Piper

"I've seen everybody who lives in the Caves," he replied cryptically, brushing the nut from his shoulder briskly and resisting the urge to shift and eat the little furry creature. "The forest is teeming. Catching prey is easy." There was no need for traps, not for him anyways, with a top predator for an alias. Kenton couldn't think of anything much to say to her. He was conversing with humans, so that was a start.

Kenton's mother -- Angelia

"Yes dear?" Kenton's mother emerged from the cave. She was much shorter than Kenton, but built like she could certainly put up a fight. She looked like a shorter, female version of her son, with short scruffy blonde hair, blue eyes. The only difference was her softness and ability to smile. She did so right then, cracking a welcoming one for the girl in front of her. "I hope my son isn't giving you trouble. You know he can be so awful sometimes, and really make you want to just knock his lights out to save the world the trouble. He's the most handsome thing on this planet, but he's so....like his father," she shook her head sympathetically at the girl.

[huddson]

Piper Chipmunk✩Community✩Female✩With Kenton

Piper smiled. "I said, she's a rogue! I haven't seen her around before, and she was putting things in an abandoned house", she giggled. Peanut started chattering some more, nibbling at a nut, just like the one he had given Kenton. "Well, not at that oak. Or maybe the rabbits were suspicious. Either way, I didn't catch anything" She turned to look over her shoulder as she heard a bird call, but looked back at Kenton.

[Agente Tigris]

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Name: Angelia May Rossi
Spirit: Tigress
Tags: Kenton's Mother
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May was not too sure what to expect when Kenton's mother first spoke. Would she be like Kenton? Cold and cruel, and un-welcoming? Or would she be the complete opposite? Soft and kind, welcoming? Considering the past few hours, she was hoping for the latter of the two options. And, when his mother first appeared, cracking a smile, she let out a breath she didn't know she was holding, smiling herself.
She attempted not to laugh when she made fun of him, but did not succeed completely. When she finished speaking, she took a moment to think about how she would go about saying this, and finally settled a minute or so later. "Um, well...Did Kenton tell you that I helped out with the hunt? Well, I really hate to ask this, but, well, is it alright if I take a piece or so to bring back to my own family?" she asked, averting her eyes towards the cave ground. This could, and has, gone many ways before. Sometimes, not often, do they simply agree and let her take her share or half of the kill, while most of the time she's been run out, needing to transform in order to escape thrown knifes or launched arrows.

[stormy tom]

Kenton -- panther -- Piper

"Might have, might not," Kenton replied again, crossing his arms tighter. "And there's still all day to hunt." He opened his eyes again and rolled off the branch, landing neatly on his feet on the ground. His nose caught the scent of prey, and his head swivelled towards it. His cold blue eyes smacked into Piper for a moment, analysing like a computer rapidly, then sweeping past and locking on an invisible point over her shoulder.
Hunting was fun. It was a battle of strength and wits within nature. His animal spirit jostles to be free and sink fangs into warm flesh.

Kenton's mother -- Angelia

Kenton's mother waved a hand. "Oh please, go ahead and take as much as you need. That selfish idiot never said a word, mind you, he rarely does," she frowned. "How did I create such a monster....he even inherited his father's spirit animal." She scowled, looking just like her son, but slightly more comical and not nearly as mean. Then she lightened and smiled again. "As I said, if you helped do the work you can help take the kill. My little boy eats like a panther, but there's easily enough for him to fill his stomach and for you to have your fair share as well. I don't eat as much as him, so don't you worry. I'm sure he'll catch something else out of boredom anyways...." she sighed. "What am I going to do with him....he doesn't listen to anyone, let alone me. And I'm his mother."

[huddson]

Piper Chipmunk✩Community✩Female✩With Kenton, with Arthes

Piper looked over her shoulder to where Kenton was looking. "What, you want to catch that little bird?", she asked. Peanut climbed off of her and up a tree, chattering loudly. He was wearing a small necklace so others knew he was a pet, not prey. Piper transformed and followed him up. Before Kenton could say anything, she spoke. "No, you aren't better than me just because your animal is a panther. Now if you excuse me, I have work to do", and she climbed away, looking for some place to begin. She was much faster in her animal form, and thus used it to travel.

Arthes Grizzly Bear☀Rogue☀Female☀With Piper

Arthes finished her rabbit and sighed. A squirrel flashed by her, but she only turned her head to look at it. It was wearing a small thing around it's neck, and a chipmunk followed it. Arthes stood up and walked over to the squirrel, trying to unfasten the thing. Suddenly a girl spoke from behind her. "Hey! Stop that, otherwise I won't know which one is Peanut", she spoke, and Arthes turned.

[stormy tom]

Kenton -- panther -- Arthes, Piper

"I never said that," Kenton growled coldly, tired of people making assumptions. They had been assuming all day. Maybe it was just bad luck that people hated him. Perhaps it wasn't his fault.
No, it probably was. Even he knew that. What do I do! I don't know what to say, how to act....how do regular people handle this kind of stress, making friends and socializing?
His legs sort of gave up and he sat down, dejected. The tall man pulled his knees into his chest, leaned his back against the nearest tree and slumped back into his thoughts. His mind was a crowded place, but right now he was in the eye of the storm -- things were pretty...empty.
I'm such a failure. I can't even make friends. His scowl plastered back into place. I hate people, I hate this Earth, I hate myself. I'm a complete idiot.
He didn't want to be better than anybody, he decided, at least not right in this moment. Right now he just wanted to know what to do. Confusion seeped in the way water does in a leaky roof.
Unused to sitting on the ground, Kenton quickly got uncomfortable, but refused to move. He sat there, and waited, for what he wasn't sure. He'd lost interest in the prey he'd scented, and it hadn't been the bird Piper noticed.
No, that prey had been bigger. Much bigger.

[huddson]

Arthes Grizzly Bear☀Rogue☀Female☀Form: Bear|With: Kenton, Piper

Arthes turned around and turned into her bear form, in an attempt to scare off the girl. She saw fear flash in the girl's eyes, but she stood tall. "That happens to be my pet squirrel, and I need to know which one is him", the girl said firmly. Arthes's face fell, and she muttered a sorry, still in bear form.

Piper Chipmunk✩Community✩Female✩Form: Human|With: Arthes, Kenton

Piper smiled. "It's alright. Not everyday you see a squirrel wearing a necklace", she laughed. peanut climbed up her leg and onto her leg. "Are you the rogue I saw earlier?", she asked the girl.

[Agente Tigris]

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Name: Angelia May Rossi
Spirit: Tigress
Tags: Kenton's Mother
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A smile lit up on May's face as Kenton's mother agreed for her to be able to take some of the moose, and relief just spread through her entire body. "Oh, thank you so much, Ma'am!" she said happily, her voice almost a purr, her tiger side showing. "My Mother and I both thank you!" she said happily.
Thinking of what she said about him being a monster, she shrugged her shoulders slightly, saying, "I think he could be a really great person if he tried. I think...he's almost afraid to trust again," she said, recalling their conversation from earlier that day. Sighing, she eyed the moose as a human, before walking up towards it, leaning over and dragging a fingernail over the hind quarter that was showing, and soon a large claw began to trace the muscle, piercing the skin and slicing the muscle. Within five minutes, she had salvaged half of the moose, as both her and her mother had large appetites. One back quarter, a front quarter, a rack of ribs, and an organ that most found disgusting, but she personally loved it; the liver. She let the other family keep everything else including the tongue, ribs, quarters, other organs and the rack of antlers, not sure if they would want them or not. Eyeing the meat with a small grin, she quickly jumped outside and ran to her secret cove of trees, and grabbed a large wrap that she had made of leaves and vines and needles, and then drug it back, galloping as fast as she could. Snorting, she entered the den once again, and stood on her hind legs, transforming within a blink of an eye. She began to lay out the meat in a neat order, and then tied the corners in a knot, wrapping it with another vine, before turning towards the Mother. "I really do owe you one, Ma'am," she said softly, grateful.

[stormy tom]

Kenton's mother -- Angelia

"You've got a good eye, and a good heart. I hope he learns someday to trust again," she looked at the ground, voice breaking for a moment. "He's been broken by too many people. It'll be hard, but I have faith in him." She smiled sadly. "He's my son, and he has my blood, after all. He'll meet someone great some day, someone who can change him and bring him back to the way he used to be. Enjoy your kill, dear, and watch out for my son when you get the chance."

Kenton -- panther -- alone....

The world was a big, cruel place. Standing, Kenton made for the shadows, where he truly belonged. Shoved away, forgotten. He brought only pain, and nothing good ever came from talking to others. The human race was a foul thing.
Bitterness clouded him. That was always a hard thing to shove away. Oh stop being so melodramatic, he told himself, walking away from the two people who were now conversing. The world would do better to forget. He thought of his mother. she had suffered too, but not as much as he had.
And stop hogging all the wallowing. It's exhausting. His Rational Thought was right. It was.
Trying to relax as best he could, Kenton pushed his scruffy blonde hair from his face (fruitlessly) and wandered through the forest to who-knew-where. He pulled out his journal, writing as he walked, but still aware of his surroundings.
Today I talked to lots of people....but they talked to me more. I think I need to open my mouth more, but I'm afraid of what might come out. Nothing good, I assume, but how can I know? I don't trust myself enough to speak. I always mess things up. Maybe I should stop trying to change the way things are and just accept that this is who I am.