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Lulu Copper
Picture used for post, and not taken by me.

Thread of time, transforming night.
I can't know what these feelings are, but I have them with you, and I miss them without you.
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I can't know what these feelings are, but I have them with you, and I miss them without you.
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With her mind back mostly for the time begin she tryed her best to reasure Alec to see him smile to her once again or at least to help herself that he still cared a bit about her when mostly she felt the monster in this battle. The one who felt the ned to die from the fault, or to be rid of. With a gaze up into his eyes as he gently rubbed her head as well as giving her a small smile he rose up to gaze down with a look of mixed feelings at her own. The smile once there disspeared into his face with his eyes now telling what he felt before turning away. Sadness, and pain though mostly pained shined in his eyes making her own become glassy from slight tears building in her eyes to image what he must have felt against he. She hurt him. He trusted her with not turning into a monster, but she did, and now ever time he had to save her like some worthless girl who didn't know how to defend herself, and even when she had to chance to prove to him she was strong someone got into her way to crush his trust in her more and more. Now he could barely even look into her eyes like a moment ago without have pain run though there eyes. He let out a soft word asking her to stay put as he went off to let his anger out hard among the brinks of the white wall of the center with his fists. Each pound made her eyes shut tightly in anger again at herself from making his own mind hurt himself to even calm himself down when she couldn't, and that angered her. When she finally got done with the boiling warmth of anger heating her body like a fire she turned to notice Alec now on the ground with his back against the grass, one bloody hand resting against his chest well both, and his eyes squezzed shut. She knew she shouldn't do this, but she did. Getting up she moved toward him with the swift speed and grace of her wolf legs to look down beside him as her warm breath filled the air around him, and even then she noticed shaking coming from his body. Her eyes glanced down at him before her mouth licked at his hand gently that rested against his chest as she dared to clean off the blood that came form several spots on his hand, and even so her mind so sad with pain did another unthinkable thing her mind did not care for. She stopped her licks for a moment before circling him once to let her back rest against his left side while her head on his chest with a soft whimper of her voice. The whimper included a push of his hand to with her wet soft nose. "Please, stop hurting yourself for me. I don't think I am worth the trouble of it anymore if I always am a problem for you," she forced out of her mind to his where it was laying and hoping with some luck her voice would be heard with all the emotion she felt inside his own.
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Milo Nixon
:The White Prince of the Land:
Picture used for post, and not taken by me.

Milo was alright as of now, but the idea of the memories along with the slight burn sent his skin over the edge with scales of white like a rash or something popping up against his skin without even noticing it. His brother the younger one yet only by a few months went crazy form a unknown reason to send dogs in his own words after him? His own blood? He knew his brother well enough he would find clothes stole by his brother from just tricks, but to kill him it was just unheard of by his brother who mostly would be nice to him no matter what he did. Has a spell worn off? Or has someone found him to remove all the spells placed on his chest the last time? These ran though his head till a sudden voice spoke up though his thoughts as well as a hand moving in front of him as if to focus on it. She said something about following her finger right? He knew he might as well do what she said to avoid father pain or at least focus on something other then pain for at least a few minutes before he had to find out how to save his younger brother from killing himself in the process, or even other experiments. As he focused on her hand she felt the cloth dig deeper into the wound as the blood from his body seemed to be losing more even with the slight motion and a slight clutch of his hand told of the slight pain form the harder digging the cloth did with his wound. Though after a few moments of silenece he spoke up to her his eyes blinkign against the rising sun or at least to gain some knowlelge for his future companions. "Hey whats your name by the way, so hopefully after I can thank you with a proper way of doing so? I mean I am Milo, and I betI am not the best of looking right now so yea wished we met better terms, but its nice to meet you at least."Each word was forced from the mind to the body to at least get the few words out form his weak body aching. He felt the needed to sleep which is why the words he repeated in his head sounded foggy, and as well as forced form his lips, but at least he got something out which was good non the less.