In Disguise [Romantic/Dramatic Fantasy RP Accepting

[Winterpool]

Gzsenna nodded and shifted into a fox right away, knowing that she'd be able to run for longer. She gave a little yelp as to say 'Then let's go!' and ran out of the cave, slower than she would have liked, since she had to figure out a path every few steps. She saw an arrow narrowly fly past her and she winced, hoping that the hunter hadn't stopped her.

[~Firewolf~]

Arron followed her lead, quickly turning into a midnight black wolf. He saw an arrow streak past Gzsenna, but it missed. He sprinted threw the cave, quickly getting to the end. Adrenaline pumped through him as he ran, and he forced his legs to move faster, forced himself not to look back. What a lovely morning. Forest fire, hunters. What else could go wrong? He shouldn't have asked. An arrow soared across the sky, lodging itself into his side. Arron winced, but didn't slow down. His side screamed at him, and he could feel blood on his fur.

[Winterpool]

Gzsenna dared herself to turn around, and saw the midnight black wolf that was Arron bleeding from his side. She crawled forward to him, an arrow swishing above her ears and going through the tips of one. She looked at his side, covered in blood, and she gave him a questioning and worried look, to mean something like 'Can you run like this?' She shivered and pressed her nose next to the wound, trying to see how deep it went.

[~Firewolf~]

Arron watched Gzsenna come back until she was beside him. He gave her a panicked look, one that said "get out of here, they'll catch you." His eyes followed her, and he caught the look she gave him. He nodded, wincing at the pain in his side. His eyes said "I'll be fine." but his side said other wise.

[Winterpool]

Gzsenna licked it as clean as she could, but she knew that if she took the arrow out, it would start to gush, and she didn't have anything to tie it with. She touched her nose softly to Arron's muzzle ('Stay safe, and try to follow'), and started to walk again, this time looking for the easiest paths. She dragged her tail to make a bit of a trail on the grass if she had to backtrack. That was around when she started coughing. One breath too many of smoke, her lungs were probably filled. She tried to press on but eventually laid down, still coughing. She was only about 100 feet from where she had been with Arron.

((gtg, I'll try to come back T_T))

[~Firewolf~]

He nodded, limping now as he followed. But it seemed to be to much. Arron groaned as he watched her fall, and he understood. The smoke was getting to be to much. It wasn't to bad for him though, not yet anyway. He walked as quick as he could, ignoring the pain in his side. Arron walked over to the fox, and attempted to pull her onto his back.

[Gabrielle Renee]

○•Jacob Steel•○

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After she leaped off of him he stepped onto a log that was sticking up and jumped over the wall of flames. He landed hard but as soon as he caught sight of the running hunter he dashed off after the dark person. He fought with the man for a while. He had been shot stabbed, anything you could think of! He was about ready to give up and lay down and rot. He pushed the person down and sank his teeth into their neck. Blood splattered everywhere and the person struggled free and retreated. They would certainly die but he wasn't to sure about him self living. He staggered and fell to the ground. He was baddly wounded and couldn't give up even if he tried. He was panting, all he could see in the pile of blood was the dark forest, the person running, and flames racing at him.

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○•Logan Myers•○

He was in China oddly at a zoo, transparent. He felt the negative energy of his cousin and striked to him. He was kneeled down and was fully in veiw, wings down. He flew into the direction of where the hunter went. He would certainly bring the person to hell. He was certainly P.O.'d.

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[Goomi]

Katja's gold tinted eye's would seal to a Close and With the ring of her bell she'd begin to slowly Step forwards but then Shifting into a run, Nothing clearly but a Red blur from her cape as soon as Katja reached a single hunter with his back facing Katja she'd place her arms over his shoulder in which her fingers would linger until she grasped the hunters gun, Jerking up the gun thus slamming against the Hunters face. After she did so she'd pull the gun from The hunters grip and thus Twisting and Slamming the Gun yet again against the hunters head in which caused him to fall, Luckily this gave Katja enough time to Run off, Heading towards where she Scented jake, Her bell jingling all the while.

[Gabrielle Renee]

Hey every one! Apple Akito and FlamingSnowpaw have both quit this rp. Soooo my two male characters are open to rp with! Anyone? x3

[Pandora Gaskarth]

Character

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Username:
Pandora Kaulitz
Name:
Tikora Fireblossom
Gender:
Female
Age:
15
Species:
Shapeshifter
Description/Picture:
Tikora was born on an uncharted island in the tropics, and as such her appearance is wild and exotic. Her skin is white, if you can call it that, though so darkly tanned it is a rich golden colour. Her eyes are a defiant deep green colour, clashing slightly with her skin. Her hair is a fire truck red colour, long and wild. It sometimes appears to be taking control of her, and not the other way round, as its length and wavy-ness seems to crowd in her face. Tikora's face is sharp. All of her features seem sharp and defined, with high arching red eyebrows, sharp narrowed eyes, sharp but plump red coloured lips and sharp, high cheekbones. Such features make her seem pretty, but because her hair seems to be a sort of security and way to hide her face, her pretty features are rarely noticed.

Tikora is tall, to say the least. She has long legs, arms and a long next, though other than that she has a normal sized body. Some tease her for being disproportionate, though she has never paid much attention to such words. She also has quite a few piercings, once again most are hidden by her hair, which she often refuses to let others even touch or come close to. She has a nose piecing, snakebites, a tongue ring, a septum piercing and quite a few on her ears. Such piercings have made her labelled a freak, though she has never cared for such people or their words. Tikora is wild and beautiful, mysterious and strange, and most of all a freak.

She is a shapeshifter, though unlike other shifters she does not take a form of an animal that has been studied. She instead takes a form of a creature with cat-like facial features and behaviour and the wolf-like body features and size. Her brute strength is this form is almost unmatched, and though her cat side does make her silent she finds it hard to hide because of her size. This form looks much the same as Tikora as a human, with firetruck red fur that overtakes her and defiant green eyes.
Personality:
Tikora, as her appearance and history suggests, is wild. An animal of sorts, some might say. She is silent, barely ever speaking more than a word or two, even to those she now calls her adoptive parents. She is feisty and cunning, tricking others and doing things to force them into doing her work for her. She is sultry and mysterious, known for tricking people into falling for her then breaking their hearts. She is cruel, aggressive and menacing, often branded as dangerous and left by herself, she can play nasty tricks on others and is bossy. She is untamed, animalistic and often acting off her animal instincts. She is so many things, none of them too positive. Tikora is independent and antisocial, intelligent in the sense that she knows how to survive. Her academic intelligence is quite questionable. She is truly an animal.
Crush/Bf/Gf/Husband/Wife/family:
None, her family are all on the remote island she has no clue of the whereabouts of. She knows she will never returns and so denies she has any family.
Theme: None ^^
History:
Tikora was born on a remote island, the youngest of six children. She was raised by her parents and was classed as an adult by her tribe at the age of ten. They spoke their own language and lived like animals. Tikora was said by the tribe leader to be gifted by the gods with a form none had ever seen before. She was treated well by her tribe, though she worked hard during sun-time and barely slept at moon-time (the names of day and night for her tribe). At the age of 12, she was taken from her family and sent to her current country. She was placed with a foster family, but within the week it was clear it wouldn't work out. The same scenario happened over and over until the foster family finders merely gave up on her. She was sent to an orphanage and 'tamed' though still she was a wildfire. Eventually she realized she would never leave the orphanage at the rate she was going and escaped. She discovered her form and has gone into hiding.
Other: None for now :3

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