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

[Rocketai]

(( I see. I'm thinking of creating a character if a certain event happens. I'm still not sure, as I can get confused and mix everything with various characters. Only good thing I see is that I hardly get writer's block.
Hmm... "admirer"? What are you... *looks at front page* Ohh... Ohh! You didn't! XDD ))

[hdmwolf]

(Sorry, I had to do it. xD
And besides, I have ebil plans for the future.
It's totally up to you, just if you think that you can handle it. :3)

[Rocketai]

(( Haha, why apologize? I think this is awesome XD
Hurrrhurr... Ebil plans, you say? Now you're making me more impacient to see what kind of ebil plans you have >:3
Alright, I'll tell ya. I'm plannig to make Blair a official character, but only after ... Something happens. And nope, it's not a VERY shocking event. Hoho~, I want it to be a secreeeeeet~ ))

[hdmwolf]

(Oh, the ebil plans will come in a while...
And adding Blair as an official character would be awesome!
But...
Y U NO TELL ME YET? D8)

[Rocketai]

(( CUZ... CUZ... WELL. I WANT EET TO BEE SECREEET
To tell the truth, I don't think it's very shocking... Since it'-- OH GOD, I'M SPEAKING TOO MUCH ))

[hdmwolf]

( D': I am crying inside, invisible, flaming, combustible tears.
I'm working on drawing each of my characters! :D
Despite the fact I suck at drawing... I'm working on Dusk right now.
Maybe when I'm done I can scan them in!
We should probably stop talking in OC and spamming the rp...
Are you going to wait for Magique before you respond?)

[Rocketai]

(( Haha, you're right. This'll be my last OOC post.
And that's pretty cool! 8D Can I see it after you finish? <3
And yup. I'll wait for them to respond, since I have nothing more to post. ))

[intriguing]

((Sorry for disappearing, but I was really tired and had to go to bed, theme parks and late RPing are not the best combo. Anyways, I should probably post now))

~ Anwen ~
At the look on Ruor's face, Anwen quickly dropped her hand back to her side again, now feeling even worse for having done it, as if the gesture were no longer appropriate. She sighed, looking at the floor, her ind reeling with thoughts, she still felt guilty about laughing ealier, then she looked up at him again. "I just... just wanted to make sure you were alright you know," she said, almost shrugging a little. "You're my friend you know and I don't really want you to miserable or grumpy, especially at Blair, he's only a little kid," she said, smiling slightly, only slightly, mind. She sighed and dropped back, she didn't really have much else to say to him.

~ Jack ~
Jack was still wincing a little, trying not to scream, mainly because he was in the company of girls... and his sisters, but also because the word would get round to Zylo that Jack was a wuss. That was the prospect that scared him though most, so he was bearing the pain, a hand now under his thumb, becuase blood was oozing gently from the wound. He swallowed, he never had been one for blood and injuries. He looked at his sister, "Can you get me some cloth and a hot bit of metal?" he asked her, Autumn merely scowled at him. "No Jack, you're not doing that again, you're going to the medical room," piped in his mother, who had recently arisen, she had been feeling ill recently, but today was obviously becoming a good day. "You are to go there at once," Sinead said, giving him the look, the look only mother's give. He sighed and grumbled, "But I can do it myself, I don't see why I have to go see that thug-" he weas chopped off, his mother shushed him and said, "Just because you don't like the boy, doesn't mean Zylo won't help you ou-" now it was Jack's turn to interrupt, "When I had sprained my leg he claimed I needed amputation, he will stop at no expense to sever off one of my limbs!" he exclaimed. His mother sighed, "You will go there now, or I shall personally drag you there by your ears," she said sternly.

[hdmwolf]

/ Aulis /


The walk was gone through in silence, Zayn having gone through a quiet period, and only kicked dejectedly at the leaves from last year's fall as they walked through the rain. Aulis was having a hard time thinking that those at home really cared where they were right now, and that they probably only had passed them on, believing that they'd be okay, since the ever-adored Zayn was with him. Aulis with Zayn was the least helpful pairing when two people were stuck in the rain, unsure of where they were. Finally, Zayn spoke, but Aulis had to ask him to repeat it two times before hearing because of the rain. "I said, maybe y' should clim' u' really 'igh inna tree an' see where we are in relati' terms to the territory bo'ders!" Aulis stared at him, somewhat bewildered. "That's the first bit of sense I've heard out of you all day!" he replied, and trotted over to a tree. Zayn was right. Since they were heading to the Four Point, which was situated in the middle of all the territories, where they met together, he might be able to see the difference in scenery from afar in another Tribe's territory, then be able to head to the middle.

Hauling himself hand over hand, the wolf-boy mastered the tree slowly but surely. Aulis, let alone the Wolf Tribe, was no master at climbing trees. Wolves in general did not climb trees, so why would humans with wolf ears and tails climb trees either? There were a few moments where Aulis swore his heart had stopped, as he had accidentally either lost a handhold, or slipped momentarily, only to have his wolf instincts save him, and have him latch onto the tree trunk, or the branch itself. With much trouble, Aulis was almost at the top, and the rain was becoming more vicious, Aulis being exposed to the elements above the canopy. He could just barely make out Zayn's voice from below as he called up to his brother, obviously bored and impatient. "'Ow much longa' i' it gunna take?! I'm growin' a beard down 'ere!" Aulis spat out some rainwater and shook himself in the high heights, scattering water all over the place. "Why me? Why not him? Oh, that's right. He's afraid of more water. He doesn't want his hairstyle to get messed up." Aulis muttered to himself as he was nearing the top.

Finally, the world opened before him. Aulis blinked a few times, wiping rainwater from his eyes as he tried to determine where the other territories were. On a clear day, you could almost see Hawk Tribe's mountain hidden in the mist off in the distance. But this was not a clear day at all. The rain created a blanket over your vision. Aulis identified a small indent in the land up ahead where gray rock shone, and that was all that he needed. Without needing to be told, Aulis climbed down, but in a more pained process than before, even more careful now that he couldn't fully see what he was stepping on below. Dropping onto the leaves down below, Aulis suddenly believed that he never wanted to leave the ground again. Zayn snorted, shooting a scathing look at his soaked brother. " 'Bout time." he muttered, and Aulis returned the gaze. "Too bad you didn't go up there. I would pay a lot to see that precious hairstyle ruined." he retorted, and Zayn stiffened. "It's about a mile's walk from here. Maybe a mile and a half or two, I dunno. The rain made it hard to see." he said, ignoring his brother's reaction. "Come on, let's start walking." he said. He realized how tired he was, but he knew that if he was a wolf, he'd have a bit of extra reserved energy. Turning into a russet-furred, skinnier than usual wolf, he started to run lightly towards the Four Points. Zayn stood there for a moment, as if stunned, and then turned into a hulking gray wolf. "Hey, wait for me!"



/ Dusk /


Underneath the dark hood, the girl narrowed her strange eyes, watching carefully. One of the figures with strange bright hair dropped back from another, whom was tall with the genetic black hair. It wasn't like the girl didn't know who these people were. She knew them from her Tribe. She saw them every day. They never noticed or cared to see her. Tightening her grip on the tree's trunk, the wings on her back flapped avidly as she stretched them, water droplets falling off the jet black feathers like a million tears. They hit the ground below with the smallest of sounds, and the wings resettled on the girl's back. More than anything, this girl had always dreamed of flying. She often wanted to just jump and be able to fly. But there were two problems. Problem A, the Marquess, whom this girl would gladly kill and wouldn't feel guilty about it at all, and problem B, she didn't even know how to fly. Part of the way you learned how to fly, was by actually flying. None of them could fly, so none of them knew. It was as simple as that.

Leaning in closer, a few strands of long jet black hair lingered out of the hood, hanging limp from the rain. The reason this girl was following these people, or more like just watching them, was unclear. She had not been following them that day. She had been more likely hunting, or just sitting on her own, but you know how it is. When you're sitting in a tree in a dead forest, and you know that there's no one around, and it's raining hard, and you're just there to be alone, and you see three people you have seen before walking around below? It didn't add up. Not for the darkly cloaked girl that is. She was remaining silent so that they would pass without causing a fuss, and then, therefore, she could continue to sit there in silence, nothing but the rain to keep her company. Besides. What else would?



/ Aella /


Aella knew that Jack couldn't hold it in for too long. She had never really... hammered a nail into her finger, as up in the mountains, they never needed nails to patch up anything, since all of their dwellings were caves. There was no wood up in the mountains for use, so why need nails and hammers? Aella herself was about to speak up about Jack's little slip-up when a woman rose from the floor behind Jack, speaking rapidly, saying words of wisdom. Aella, no problem, knew that this was Jack's mom. "No Jack, you're not doing that again, you're going to the medical room. You are to go there at once." she said, and this caused Aella to slightly frown. What was wrong with the medical room? "But I can do it myself. I don't see why I have to go see that thug." Oh. There was someone there that Jack probably didn't like. "Just because you don't like the boy, doesn't mean Zylo won't help you ou-" Jack's mother tried to speak, but Jack interrupted quickly. "When I had sprained my leg he claimed I needed amputation, he will stop at no expense to sever off one of my limbs!" Aella never really... knew the love of a parent, or the care or the worry or the ordering around of one. She momentarily wondered what it was like to have two people to watch over you, caring for you, and cautious when it came to you being hurt. "You will go there now, or I shall personally drag you there by your ears," the debate continued. Aella stood up, tilting her head. "I'll go with you," she said, and paused, as she suddenly noticed how silly it sounded. "I mean... maybe if I come, I could... make sure nothing happens?" she said, because she was dying to get out of this small contained space. Rue stared at her like she had just said that she'd allow Odell to shoot an apple on her head with a bow and arrow.



/ Rue /


Are all Hawk Tribe people this stupid? Well... she doesn't know about how much Jack hates Zylo, but really, she can't do anything to overpower him. Rue voiced her thoughts out loud, but chose the words carefully. "Aella, you really don't want to do that. Zylo will probably not even allow you into the medicine lean-to. He'll probably make you wait outside, coming up with some excuse, and then... nothing gets solved." she knew that one of the reasons she had asked, was also that she probably wanted to move around. Rue didn't know how active these Hawk Tribe people were, but from how skinny Aella was, it seemed like the wind could blow her right over. "But... Jack, if you'd feel better with company..." she trailed off. ...Not to mention from another Tribe... "Maybe a Hawk Tribe warrior is what we need to put him in his place?"

[intriguing]

~ Jack ~
Sinead had scooped up Rosemary in her arms, promptly stopping the bawling, she was now looking at Jack, one eyebrow raised, consulting him. She was ushering him along with her eyes, he sighed. "Fine, fine, I'm going to go and see that son of a -" he said, but his mother glared at him, "Not in front of your sisters!" she hissed. Jack rolled his mossy green eyes, "Technically they're not even my sisters...." he muttered then walked straight out of the room, not taking anyone wiht him, if Zylo so wished to hack off his arm, then Jack would put up a fight.

As he walked the small way to the shelter, he looked at his finger, now washed clean of blood by the rain, the nail almost came out the other side, he was just thankful it hadn't gone through the bone. He kept glancing at it self-consciously, hating the ugly spike of metal jabbed through it, he looked away and quickly yanked it out just as he got to the lean-to, the nail was bloody, as was his finger now, the nail had been stemming the flow, and Jack, not being a fore-thinker, had just pulled it straight out. His face was mangled in the pain as he went into the tent only to see a very smug, tall dark figure looming in the doorway as if waiting for him.

"Well, look what the cat dragged in," said the figure in a low, husky voice which sent shivers down Jack's spine. Zylo. "Having a bit of trouble sissy?" he asked, then looked at the finger, "D'ya get a little graze from all your pretty little carvings?" Jack glared, "I'm glad you like my work," he muttered and then explained, "No, I was fixing the roof," he said, through gritted teeth. "Oh dear, oh dear, is your little shambles of a house breaking again, under the weight of your mother no doubt," he said, chuckling slyly, Jack seemed confused, "Well she's probably pregnant again aint she? Always sleeping around with people," he muttering rolling his eyes. Jack was feeling more than angry, the fury which so rarely was shown in him boiling over as he slammed a fist into the other boys face. Well, he tried to, Zylo ducked out of the way. "Oh there there little un, don't want to break a nail do you?" Zylo commented nastily. A young woman came into the room, another who helped in this medical lean-to, Darna. "How've you bin keepin' Jack?" she said in her lovely, light tone. "Well he's been just fine, we're fixing up his finger right now Darna, thanks so much for keeping the lean-to in order," said Zylo, in a sickeningly handsome tone. You could see Darna practically melting at this, "he's such a charmer," she muttered to Jack whilst blushing, then she bustled off somewhere else. Jack really hated Zylo now, even more than before, though that was barely possible.

Zylo, now having to keep up the pretence in case Darna returned, was tending to Jack. You could see it paine dhim to do so. Jack however had not forgotten the unnecessary insults Zylo had thrown into the nix. As soon as the other boy was distracted in getting some bandage, Jack's fist flew into his face. He would never forgive Zylo now, what was left of any friendship was shattered, as was Zylo's nose. Jack grabbed the cloths, twisting it round his thumb and scarpered back home before Zylo could even mutter an obscenity.

As he stumbled into his own lean-to, grin plastered on his face, Jack realised it wasn't only his blood covering his hand, some had come from the other boy's nose. Jack went into the room, his mother was waiting expectantly, tapping her foot. "Did he patch you up?" she asked, and he brandished his banaged finger in reply.