The Village (Accepting!)

[Methalis]

Emiko held up a wooden box with her right hand as she balanced on one foot, reaching for something on a shelf with her left. She felt around the surface until something sharp pricked her finger. Emiko hissed, pulling her hand back as the small wound began to bleed. She sighed, setting the box down and walking over to her water bucket, holding her hand in the cold water. After a few moments she withdrew her hand, wrapping a small piece of cloth around it. Emiko walked back over to the shelf, being more careful and picking up the sharp object. The heavy stone curved to a sharp point revealing it's identity to be an arrow head. Emiko shook her head, placing the object in the little wooden box and sliding it onto the shelf. Picking up her carving tools she stepped outside to begin work on her bow for the bow and arrow set she was making.

(I look forward to this rp.)

[broker]

Martino Mouse

A boulder jetted out invitingly on the side of the dirt trail, gratefully Martino took a seat on the solid rock. His sore limbs fell limp with relaxation, as he rubbed his aching thighs gently. After making an inspection of his worn muscles, Martino causally glanced at his surroundings. Unreassuringly, it looked identical to all the previous times he had done so. A vast number of trees were laid out on both sides of him, with the thin lane cut in the middle. Occasionally there was the fox den, a berry bush, or even a boulder to sit on, but inside Martino yearned for a change of scenery. His large ears twitched, there was a noise that disturbed the natural sounds of the woodlands. It was a splash, the mouse confirmed, darting his eyes across the narrow crystal clear stream. His gaze came across no source of the minor commotion, silently, he agreed that his company was either upstream, or downstream. It could be a badger.. or fox wading across... Martino reasoned to himself, subconsciously sliding off the rock to continue his pace forward. It has been a lonely change of pace those past few days, and frankly, he wouldn't mind the company, of it was too be an intelligent being in the stream. Perhaps he could even direct him to this mysterious village, or even a small conversation would do no harm.

OOC: Hmmmm future conflict future conflict.. I'll sleep on it. :D

[KillJoySinners]

Xander slid off of the rock again and dove back under the water. He somehow managed to slice open his hand on a rock and came back up sputtering. He coughed up some of the water that he had sucked in and looked at the wound. It was shallow, barely bleeding, and didn't hurt hardly at all. He swam back over to the rock from before and wiped the blood on the right leg of his pants. Leaning back on his hands he let the sun beat down on his bare chest.

[daices.]

Adonai glanced around, golden eyes glittering like a bucket of coins. Wings softly flitting against her back with a soft swish and a light, sligghtly furry, brush, she held out her weapon, currently in bow form, and stared at her reflection in the dazzling metal, wondering about her age. She had chosen this age specifically to fit in with the modern times, and she still needed to get used to it. Forgetting about it a moment later, she twirled the bow in a small zig-zag motion and glanced toward the village she now called home, or at least a sanctuary. She took in the thatched roofs of some houses, the hardwood walls, the rustic feel about the entire thing. Suddenly, Adonai felt a sudden tug inside her, a bit to the left and above her chest. What was it? It felt like the time she had seen Adam and Eve get forced out of the Eden they had called a temporary home. She would have to look into it later. Her face devoid of emotions yet again, except for maybe a eery calmness, she looked out into the woods surrounding the forest, then rested in the air, her wings gently flapping and keeping her aloft.

[the family business]

Tyler and Taylor ran through the dust, it soared into the sky as they sped round. They were in their shifter form, wolves. Taylor giggled landing on the floor, "I might let you win, maybe not. But I'm in need of pancakes."Tyler stood, hovering over his twin sister, "How are you so thin, well, slim and yet eat all the time?""You're the same weight as me you know, just taller." She pointed out, he rolled his eyes, they both needed more and different human contact.

[Methalis]

Emiko Sat on a rock an hour's walk from the village. She had wanted to get away for peace and quiet to work on her bow. She sighed, setting the wooden bow to the side and shifted to her white, two tailed Fox form. She didn't really have any friends in the village, just acquaintances, and had quickly grown lonely. She still missed her parents, thinking on how a true kitsune her age would have just grew from a kit to an adult and started their own family.

Emiko lay down on the grass, staring up through the branches of the trees and watching wispy white clouds float through the sky. A single tear rolled down her cheek as she thought of the moment when her rights as a kit had been ripped from her.

[KillJoySinners]

Xander slid off of the rock again and dove back under the water. He somehow managed to slice open his hand on a rock and came back up sputtering. He coughed up some of the water that he had sucked in and looked at the wound. It was shallow, barely bleeding, and didn't hurt hardly at all. He swam back over to the rock from before and wiped the blood on the right leg of his pants. Leaning back on his hands he let the sun beat down on his bare chest.

[Methalis]

Emiko rolled over, standing up on four legs and stretching. She grunted, grabbing the bow and her small bag with carving tools in it. Emiko lazily began a walk down to the river, intending to swim for a while. She paused as she reached the edge of the trees, smelling blood. She silently moved to hide behind bushes and peered out, watching as a boy dived in and resurfaced, apparently hurt.

[KillJoySinners]

Xander heard a slight rustle from the bushes behind him. He twisted his body to look at the bushes he was cautious but curious at the same time.
"Hello?" he called out to the unknown thing. He stood and brushed his dripping silver blonde hair out of his eyes.

[Methalis]

Emiko, was a little startled that she had been heard. She stood still, contemplating her choices. She could run and never know who this person was or she could go in and meet him. Sighing she stepped out of the bushes, golden eyes staring at Xander.