The Silence of Rebellion - Semi-lit (Accepting!)

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((Mhm, I shall stop after this one))

Jack gave a nod to that, for he was curious as to these intruders as well. Soon everyone seemed to be racing off, except Sycamore, Jack's ten year old sister, was really scared. She stayed back, clutching Jack's hand in her own smaller one and putting her free hand in her mouth. Sycamore curled her tail around herself, she was frightened, very frightened, she could barely remeber the last time someone else had come into fox territory. Jack rushed along behind Rue and Odell, one hand leant to his sister, then other holding the deer over his shoulder. He just hoped they found these people, and that they would be willing to speak civily, because otherwise this hunt was goign to go horribly wrong.

[Rocketai]

(( Pfff, sorry for being late again. Also, I'm kind of confused, but where everyone's character at? ))

Time seemed to have passed quickly, but looking around, I could still see all the shadows were the same. I could have been there for hours or just a few seconds. Either way, I had no idea what time was it. Sitting there hearing the creepy noises of the cracking dead trees would freeze anyone's blood, but I was actually very used to it, as it was common of me to just run away from the Tribe and sleep in the woods, hearing nothing more but the fragile branches torturing themselves with the wind's blow.

After all that happened on the Raven's Tribe, I doubt I'll be able to return again, which was very stupid of me of doing so. Instead, I should've just said "Yes, Sir.", "No, Sir." like an obedient dog, hoping not to starve to death after biting its owner. However, I was tired of acting innocent and false. All those years, I've been nothing more then a puppet of my own mind. I still had very mixed feelings about all this. Part of me said to keep going back to that village and ask for forgiveness from the Elder and aunt Mae, but another part was telling the first one to disappear in the deepest and darkest hole in my head so that I can go on as a lone wolf. Or raven. Or... Whatever.

At the time, sitting there in front of the grey-dead-looking river thinking way too much, I almost fell asleep if it weren't for the suspicious sound and movement from a nearby bush. I didn't even bother to look, I simply said in a sleepy way "I know it's you, Blair."
To tell the truth, I actually didn't know that it was Blair, but my feathers would start trembling whenever there was someone nearby and, or watching me closely. I only had those twitches when Blair was the one responsible for it. It seems like even my wings have created a "self-defence-system" whenever that weird kid was nearby. Hey, maybe I shouldn't call him weird... I have to admit that I'm weirder.

"Uhm..." the sheepish voice came out of the bush after it stopped moving, but nothing came out of it "Y-You aren't going to kill me...?" the voice mumbled and I almost thought it was a lost little girl when Blair's head came out of the greyish shrub. "I won't...Not yet." I scoffed, concluding. "Your aunt told me to find you. She said you can return to the village." Blair slowly said after coming out of the bush, but he didn't move a single finger after that "No, she didn't." I snorted "She actually told you that I MUST return to the village. Not that I CAN.", Blair kind of made a nervous giggle "Ha... Y-Yeah... She said that."

[hdmwolf]

(Yay Rocket! :D
No, you weren't late. There's only been like four or five posts today so far.
Characters and where they're at?
Well, Aella is with Freya and Tempest in Fox Tribe territory to swap some herbs
Rue and Jack with their siblings, have been hunting (Fox Tribe)
Then, Odell (Rue's brother) saw Aella and co. so he ran
He went to Rue to tell them, and now they're approaching the three Hawk Tribers
Megaera is out hunting, but then got lost. I don't know if she's still in her own territory, or another's.
Hope that helped :3 )


/ Rue /


Odell was surprisingly fast for his age, and Rue was bounding after him. She could easily beat him in a race, but still, he was fast. The world was a rush of colors, as both Rue and Odell were in fox form. She hoped that Jack was following her easily with his sisters. Her brother's tail was all that she saw of him as he raced ahead. Finally, he halted. "Right up here." he told Rue in a hushed voice. Rue nodded and glanced behind, hoping to see Jack.



/ Aella /


Aella was getting restless. "Y'know, I think they just didn't pay attention to that little guy. They probably told him he was hallucinating. I'm really bored though." she whined, obviously unhappy. Tempest stared at her. "Keep your feathers on. They'll be here soon. I'm pretty sure about this."

(Hah. Fail post. xD)

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Jack had had to stay in his human form. Whether it was the nagging, petrified sister clinging onto hsi hand, or the deer slung over his shoulder, he didn't think it would have been all that good to shift. he had still blended in well though, using his stealth and camouflage to blend in to the grass and trees. He nodded to rue from where he was, keeping a close eyes on her, Odell,Autumn and their surroundings. he didn't have to glance down at Sycamore at all, for she was squeezing his hand extremely tightly, and he always knew she was there. He looked around, he didn't know whether it was just him, but he could see no sign of any people. He hoped this wasn't some elaborately planned trick that Odell, Autumn and Sycamore thought would be funny, because he was taking this very seriously indeed.

((Making another charrie, will have her form up in a bit))

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Hello , Anwen (meaning: Very Fair)
Gender , Female
Age , 18
Tribe , Raven
Appearance , Anwen is unlike most of her tribe, she is somewhat pale and has white-blonde hair. Her eyes are of a light blue, and stay this way even as as a raven. Her hair is of medum length, dropping just below her shoulders, and seems to look pristine and almost snowy in it's natural white-blonde state. She, however, never lets her hair down. It always seems to be in some kind of pretty braid or bun. She isn't extremely tall, but saying that, she is most certainly not short. She is around 5'8 and if not for her hair, would merge perfectly well into the tribe. She doesn't really like to stand out though, so often can be found wearing a deep black cloak over her clothes which are either dresses or shorts and a blouse. Always though, and this is a certainty, will she be wearing her blue boots.
In raven form, she is again, slightly different from the others, and very easy to spot. She forms into a raven like evryone else, but not a normal one, a white raven. No one seems to know where this has come from, but she has white wings as a human and generally looks somewhat out of place.
Her mask is plain black, with a raven type beak of course, the only real 'decoration' it beholds, is a dusting of white speckles that looks like it has snowed on the mask, there is some silver dusting too which gives the mask a 'unique sparkle'. It does look like she has come out of some rather high-end masquerade, but she doesn't feel all that proud of her mask.
Personality , Anwen is a very shy girl. Though she isn't frail or miserable, she just finds it hard to socialise. Everyone in the tribe seems to think she's either a freak, insane, or a spy. No-one much likes her, and no-one understands her. She always seems to be alone, and therefore, very lonely. Everyone knows her and notices her, but they talk about her behind her back or just point and stare. She thought they would have grown acustomed to her presence, but they thought she was the heir to the Marquess herself. She is barely trusted to do anything in the village, as some think she is a witch, but Anwen, if left to her won devices would be an extremely helpful, lovely, polite, well-mannered young woman. She has tried and tried to make friends or help, but everyone casts her out from society, thus not heling her shyness and lack of confidence. Despite this all, she is smart and calm, with the pateince of a saint. She is delicate, much like a flower-bud. If given time to grow and prosper, she could do great things, become an image of beauty, but if left uncared for she will shrink into the shadows and be ignored.
History , Anwen was born one winters day, the day had been fine, her mother going throuh barely any pain. But the screams at the sight of this 'mutant child' were the loudest heard in centuries. her mother abandoned her, as did anyone else that thought about taking her in, and she was left to the only caring person in the village. Poppy, an eledrly woman, caring and kind and very understanding, was the first and only person ever to take Anwen in. Much like a grandmother she cared for Anwen, and Anwen was grateful for this. Poppy is still the only person in the tribe that loves and cares for Anwen, and does not cast her out as a freak.
Example , Anwen strolled below the tribe's lodging, her cloak was on, but her hood was down, her plaited hair whipped up in the wind, blond streaks flying everywhere. She tried to avoid the accusing fingers, the terrified gazes and the looks of pity. She just wished for a friend in all this, someone real, someone caring. Her only friend in life was Poppy, and even Poppy wasn't the sort of friend she wanted. Much as she was gratful for the care she had shown, she still strived for someone her age, someone understaning, someone she could share her secrets with. Someone real, maybe even someone like her. But she knew it would never happen, there was not a chance of another white raven. There wasn't even a chance of anyone remotely nice to confide in. Anwen was alone, miserable, and friendless.
She wandered through the patchy trees, trying not to cry or dweel on things she never had and never will have. She just had to keep calm, but it was hard. There was nothing for her to do all day, and everyone was beginning to call her the 'Heir To The Marquess'. She didn't even understand why, she had done nothignwrong. Never had she failed to be loyal to the tribe, yet they scorned her like she was muck. Why, why couldn't they accept her for who she as, not what she looked like?
Family , Lorna (Mother), Serin (Father - Deceased), Poppy (Guardian)
Crush , None yet.
Mate , None yet.
Other , ((Hello there,just though I'd make another charrie for this lovely RP))

[hdmwolf]

(Yay! I think I might make another boy character.
Because we need more boys, (Don't let that sway you) and I just feel I should make another. :3
And sorry I didn't reply sooner. My brother and his friend made me play hide and seek x_x
ACCEPTOD 8D
Think I'll make my charrie soon...)



/ Rue /


Seeing that Jack was not close behind her at all, Rue gritted her teeth, wondering if he had been walking in human form all along. Odell stared at his sister with wide foxish eyes, wondering what to do now. Maybe when Rue turned into a human, then Jack would spot her, then he would come to her side, Rue could see the Hawk Tribe peoples clearly now, looming tall over her fox form. She knew that the odds would not be in her favor if they attacked her, but she knew these lands, these paths, and was brilliant at hiding. She could easily evade them. Praying that Jack was close, she braced herself. Odell, noticing what she was preparing to do, his eyes widened even more, shook his head fast, but she just gave him a solid stare, and shifted into human, crouching in the grass, and placed her Mask over her face. "Hey! You there!" one of the Hawk Tribers said, and Rue wondered if they had spotted Jack. No time to think. Time to just do. She sprung out of the grass and stood there, her knife at her side, and stared at the Hawk Tribe warriors. They were indeed Hawk Tribe people, as the wings that sprouted out of their backs were not at all like Raven wings. The one with the Mask that Odell had described was in front, glancing around, but now staring at Rue, obviously not knowing she had been crouching in the grass. There was another, his physique obviously one of a man, then another whom was a girl. Rue was sure to appear threatening, but stood in silence, waiting for the reaction of the Hawk Tribe people.



/ Aella /


They had been able to spot a boy who stood in the fields, his height almost half-hidden from the very tall grasses. Across his shoulder was a limp deer, and Aella had to admit, she was impressed. Tempest called out, hoping that he would not shy away. "Hey! You there!" he called, and Aella winced. "Don't you think that that's a bit... loud for them?" she whispered, but Tempest did not answer, as suddenly, a figure rose from the ground in front of them. At least, it seemed like she did. A girl. A teenage girl, her age unknown because of her face being hidden, but it seemed that she was around Aella's age, if a little younger. In her hand was a mean-looking hunters knife, her hair a deep red that moved slightly as the pitiful breeze blew. Atop the girl's head were a pair of red-furred ears, and though it might have been slightly hidden, a tail behind. The girl was eerily silent, and Freya resisted the urge to break the tension by cracking a joke. She knew that it didn't work that way around here. Aella chanced a step forward, about to speak, only to find that the girl suddenly crouched to the ground, her knife held up. If she didn't have a Mask on, it seemed that the girl would have a snarly face on.

Tempest pulled Aella back with a rough hand, as they realized that the Fox Tribe girl did not like her space being invaded. Aella sighed and made an unhappy face behind her Mask. These Fox people were too quick to flee. They must be afraid of their own shadow too! "Listen. We don't want any trouble. We're on a small task." she said, hoping the girl would understand. The figure did not move from her threatened position, and the knife glinted dangerously in the sunlight. "We have to swap herbs." Tempest spoke up, but the figure did not waver. Freya stared. "Do you speak English? Or are you mute or somethi- mmph!" Tempest clapped a hand over Freya's mouth, giving her an angry look. If they insulted the girl, she could possibly leave.

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((Thanks and no worries))

~ Jack ~

Sycamore didn't seem to mind the people any more, she had her mask on, as she always seemed to, but had now made her way and was sitting Jack's shoulders, her hands on his head. Jack was a little grudging at his, but knew there was no harm in it. The Hawk girl had already seen him. He moved the deer into his hand and began to move closer to the scene, taking his mask off as he went. He was smiling, despite the fact that these people were probably armed and dangerous. Jack though, being the talkative, friendly person he was, was always happy to see new faces.

He was soon by Rue's side, there seemed to be an awkward, almost angry silence growing between them. "May I ask what your business is here?" said Jack, wanting to know what they were going to say, because it would affect his actions later on. He didn't see harm in talkign to these people. he could easily flee now if there was need, but he planned not to, for all tribes were on the same side... against the Marquess. Sycamore bwaved a little bit to the newcomers from her spot on Jack's shoulders. Autumn's small head popped up next to him and she grinned. "Wicked mask!" she commented, on seeing Aella, but jack had already shot her glance, telling her to be quiet.

~ Anwen ~

Anwen walked along the sparce forest floor. She was searching for flowers and herbs, the only job she had ever been trusted to do here. She soon came across a more leafy area and began to pick some flowers, sometimes a few herbs caught her eyes. She did this task in silence, notwanting to draw any unnecessary attention to herself. She smelt the sweet flowers and put them in a pouch she had across her waist. before long she was compelte out of view of the village. She was nearly at the lake. She knew she wasn't meant to, as people said she 'contaminated' the water, but she always loved to swim here. on the days when she was alone, which was almost every single day.

[hdmwolf]

/ Aella /


Aella noticed that the figure in the background was approaching, a younger child sitting on his shoulders. He had taken off his Mask, and was smiling for some odd reason. Glancing once at the crouched and armed Fox girl already there, then at the smiling, friendly-looking boy whom was coming over, she believed that she'd much rather talk to the boy any day. Finally the boy stood next to the Fox girl, who stood up, but her hand was still gripped tightly around the handle of her knife. She did not make any move to take her Mask off. "May I ask what your business is here?" the boy asked, and the child on the shoulders of the boy waved. Aella smiled behind her mask, always having a fondness for children. "Wicked Mask!" spoke a voice, as another girl popped up from the grass, but then was silenced. It seemed that the younger girls were either very close to the boy, or family even.

Tempest was silent, and so was Freya, so Aella guessed that it was her turn to speak. "We were sent from the mountain to swap herbs." she said, suddenly noticing how weak that was. There was this whole fuss, and all they wanted to do was trade herbs. "Jay, he... he wanted some herbs that didn't grow in the mountains, and we have some herbs with us that don't grow down here." she said, and Freya piped up cheerfully. "Yeah. We just walked a long way. All day in fact! Do you think you have a spare bed for me to sleep on since I'm really really really-" she shut up as soon as Tempest made a move to hit her. Aella noticed the Fox girl seemed a little less tense, a bit more relaxed now.

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~ Jack ~

Jack nodded as he listened. "Well, sounds alright I guess, we'll have to sort it out with the rest of the village though," he said, because swapping herbs sounded about as harmless as it could get. Then he looked at freya. "We have some very very comfortable floors if you want to sleep," he said with a small grin, as he himsef right now had no bed, merely a floor. Sycamore and Autumn said together, "You can sleep on ours," Jack looked at them, "You can't do that, that baby sleeps on your bed!" he scowled at his sisters. "So what, Rosemary will happily sleep on your face, she's done it before," said Sycamore. Then Autumn piped in, "Except it's so ugly that she might die from looking at it." Jack sighed. "You are not shoving the baby out of her bed, and since when has she slept on my face?" he retorted to the girls, now feeling agitated, which was not good in front of visitors. "Well, you though it was a pillow last night..." said Sycamore and both the girls giggled. "Both of you scarper kay?" said jack, and they did, because they knew he'd get them afterwards. Sycamore had got off his shoulders and they were now fleeing back to the village.

"Sorry about that," said Jack to Aella and the two others, "Right, you should robably come up to the village with us," he said to them, then he looke dat tempest, "Violence is discouraged here, so please keep your hands to yourself," he said, because the man was already getting on his nerves. He slung the deer back over his shoulder, and looked at Rue, as if asking for her approval of their coming into village.

[hdmwolf]

(Posted my new character as well )

/ Aella /

Freya seemed a little downcast. "Floors? Well... I bet they're more comfortable than the caves." she said. Aella punched her friend hard in the arm. "At least I can't be shoved onto the floor when I'm already on it!" The, obviously sisters, now pestered their brother, and Aella was, once again, glad that her Mask hid her face. But, probably to seem less mysterious, Aella thought that they should take them off. Maybe once they were in the camp... "Sorry about that. Right, you should probably come to the village with us." and then added a meaningful comment towards Tempest. Freya grinned. "He's just a big softie on the inside." she said with a happy chirrup, and the boy gave Freya a hard stare. The fox girl stared at the three in almost wariness, and then nodded to the boy, and then started off towards the village herself, and Aella noticed a small little fox kit followed her, but then turned into a boy. It was the one who had screamed earlier. Nodding at the Fox Tribe boy with thanks, Aella, with two following, started to follow the silent fox girl, whom hadn't said a word yet.