Lonely Forest (elf/spirit/human RP) *R.I.P.*

[softballsava]

Ragne got the message and used it to track her exact location. He did not respond just pushed nightandgale closer to where Elanor was hoping he could make it in time. He finally found her there in the trees, "Elanor!" he screamed to her pushing on faster not knowing if he was going to make it in time, He had to make it in time, there were no second chances now.

[cazio]

Ezio could feel Altair's burning eye son his back as he followed the ice spirit. He didn't remember really being introduced to her, but she was a spirit so she could probably have figured it out in her magical ways. Rojan seemed to like her and that was the only reason Ezio continued to follow without consulting Altair. He breathed deeply at the sound of Oro's hoofbeats behind them and once again wished he had never come here in the first place. His entire famlily was hundreds of miles away and he was only separating them further.

Altair twiched, his Eagle Vision blurred for a moment. A spark of light flashed from far to the right and an almost silent ringing reached his ears. He knew that sound. A scream. He continued onward though without giving it a second thought, his eyes trained ahead and he cursed under his breath at the fact the the ice spirit was blue. (signaling she was an ally)

[Rayen]

Time ran on its normal speed now, and Elanor managed to move fastly enough to avoid the shadow-wolf's fangs. 'Ragne!" the dark elf had arrived, finally. 'Over here!'

[softballsava]

Ragne pushed his horse onward, "Take my hand!" he yelled to her offering his outstretched hand to her.

Brie picked up her speed gliding quickly through the trees like it was second nature feeling the way everything around her seemed to be clearer than day now. She sighed softly under her breath happy they had accepted her offer. The green trees flew by her quickly and swiftly as she led them onward. She finally came to the large clearing where her house was located. She coontinued onward until the were standing where it was in plain view. It had a very Italian arcitecture to it. Italy was her favorite place in the world that she had ever been and her whold house was formed by its arts and such and the influence it all had on her. Beside the house was an Italian structural stable, "Horses in there please." she said nodding to it before gliding to the front of the house, "Quickly now the air is changing for the worst, we must go inside now." she said to them again softly urging them on. "I will wait for you here at the door." she said finally wanting to give them a chance to talk before she ushered them into her house.

[Rayen]

Elanor accepted it, avoiding for milimiters the shadow-wolf's mandibules and swung to the horse's back. She whispered some words to the horse 'Shenathya ilydor...'
Run with the wind.
The horse's gallop went faster, but the shadow-wolf was still there. Elanor cursed the storm under her breath, it wasn't helping at all.

[softballsava]

Ragne didn't want to ask her what this was just yet he just focused on getting them away from that wolf as fast as the horse could. "fegatyr lovafurt." he whispered to the horse speaking the language of the creed, telling it himself, 'Emergency' then he awaited for Elanor's explanation through their bond.

[Rayen]

'I...' Elanor glared at the dark elf. 'I dont know what happened. Just had to go away. Couldn't resist. Sorry.'

[softballsava]

He hissed as she glared at him. "Bull sh**" he murmored to her. "I don't believe that, and why are you all of a sudden so mad at me?" he asked her. "My creed came before you did and now that Sven is here you've been pretty judgemental." he growled needing to vent it all out, "And I get glares instead of, 'Oh gee thanks Ragne for saving my life.' " he huffed at her angerly going silent after saying that still running from this weird wolfish thing.

[Rayen]

Elanor shook her head. 'I am the problem. I wish I would understand myself. I always do the wrong things at the wrong time. I had to run away, if not I could have killed someone. I'm turning into a monster.' she finished calmly, and faced the dark wolf. 'Eshna ilian.' Choose me.
The wolfjumped over her, getting her off the horse. In a quick move, Elanor grabbed something solid where the shade's heart should be. 'I am the monster.' At the shura's touch, the shade disintegrated into dust.
'How simple...' Elanor murmored, but something pained on her left arm. She looked down, surprised. Deep cuts were opening by themselves on her skin, letting warm blood flow out. 'Ragne... I wasn't trying to pick up fight, just that. I wasn't trying to incriminate you.'

[softballsava]

Ragne stopped the horse and looked at her. "I do not understand." he said to her. "What do you mean your the monster?" "Is there not someone you can talk to?" he asked her softly. "Like a head shura or something. ." he asked fading off.