Death is but a door... [Spirit wolf RP] {Invite Only}

[Africa.]

FORM
Username: The Tamer of Da beasts
Character's Name: Treyu
Gender: Male
Ref Picture/Detailed Description: Completely jet black, not a single part of him any other color. The only thing not black, are his eyes, that are a stormy grey. He's the built, tall kind of wolf; The kind that you wouldn't want to meet in a fight.
Crush/Mate: None
Personality: He really just keeps to himself. He rarely speaks, unless he's speaking to Feather, his little sister. He is very guarded, the strong, silent type of guy. He really doesn't show much emotion, other then deep affection for Feather. To be honest, Feather is the only reason he sticks around the pack, to take care of her, as though she were still a little pup, and not the alphess of her pack. But even though he'll be affectionat towards Feather, he'd never be that way when others were around, only when they're alone. When its just the two of them, he'll tell her stories about their parents, whom Feather couldn't remember because they died when she was only a few days old.
History: Treyus life revolved around Feather. He loved her with everything he had, and when she died... He couldn't manage the guilt. He should have been there with her. He should have been the one to throw Feather and their little brother of those flames. He should have died that night. So, with the guilt eating away at him, he became what you'd call a soulless life. Eventually, he found himself at the edge of a deep cliff, and before he knew it he was thrusting himself off the edge.
Rank: Head Fighter?
Pack: Chria
Other: Nope

[Solanum]

(( Adding. ))

[Ranua]

(( Oh this could get interesting. ))

[Africa.]

(O.O *Backs away* Scareh... Wait, you mean with Treyu? xD Good luck )

[Ranua]

(( lol =P Ull see...ull see my evil plots soon enough. :B They WILL unfold!!!! >8D ))

[Africa.]

(Oh mai O.O )

"What are you doing?" Came Treyus smooth voice as he stepped over beside Feather, looking over at her with his stormy eyes that she loved so much. In response, she merily shrugged, not exactly sure. "My pack is small. We need more to add to our ranks; it's obvious that the balance of afterlife and life, well, aren't balanced." She shook her head in distress, but found comfort as Treyu pulled closer to her, pulling her under his chin.

[Flame-Eye]

(Shade, can Mal know her from the real world?)

[Solanum]

Akane looked over at Feather and Treyu, sighing softly as she limped over to them, ignoring Din. She scowled at Feather and Treyu, sitting down in front of them. "Do you know where Linda has gotten to? I need a little bit of fixing." She held up her front leg, growling softly as it glimmered in her eyes. "I need it fixed before it is destroyed completely."

[Africa.]

Treyu flinched, slipping away from Feather immediately. He caught Feathers faintly amused glance over athim, before she turned back to Akane. "I can't say I know where she is... Treyu, could you go look for her please?" Treyu mumbled something, but turned and set off through the forest anyways.

[Ranua]

Meanwhile, Linda was carefully observing Giselle's limp
body, her ears pricked and gaze hopeful as the figure shifted. Though she took a step back for safety
measures.
When the body didn't stir again she cocked her head, wondering if she had just imagined the previous sense
of movement.

~+~

Her gaze fluttered weakly open, her eyes but narrow slits.
What happened...? she thought. Now, she had hit her head pretty hard after her fall,
and most unfortunately for Linda didn't remember the whole boarding situation.
So when she saw the golden figure flickering in her view, she immediately assumed the worst from this intrusion.
Giselle kept her eyes only slightly open, making sure to hold her breath.
She had to appear dead as long as she could to gain time.

~+~

Linda approached again, a little bit more confident. She twitched her ears, swivelling
them so she would hear anyone approaching from behind. She put so much concentration in trying to hear anyone approximating that she didn't catch the twinge of life which could still be smelt on Giselle's flame tinged body.
She first sniffed her spine, making her way up the neck.

One at the jugular of the neck Giselle began to panic, she had hoped she wouldn't have to fight,
after all, this was a healer, not a warrior. Not to mention she had all ways secretly admired healers. She felt it dishonourable to attack such a figure. But, desperate times called for desperate measures.
Bristling she snapped her teeth shut around Linda's neck, snarling and growling as she narrowed her eyes in a now blind fury,
dragging the fae into the bushes.

Linda yelped in surprise, struggling and panting to break free as blood dripped from her neck.