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Post by lemon22 on Oct 25, 2009 19:12:59 GMT -6
The mountains reminded her of home, before she left to become a vampire. Sighing, Izumi looked down and petted her tiger, Javer. He has been with her some time, but Iz knew that he would die someday, and then she would mourn over him for a few years, possibly 50 years or so. But that was life, except Izumi hated hers. She thought she was a monster. But she trudged her feet on, walking through the dangers of the mountains. She tried hard to make Javer stay behind but he wouldn't listen to her and followed anyway. Even though she can't speak to the tiger, she knew that he understood her, at least on some level. Her dark hair flowed against the wind.
Being a traveler took a lot out of Izumi but she lived. Looking up, she set her saphire eyes on the horizon, seeing more mountains. Eventually she would stop, take a rest and head back down. She usually did this just for the exercise, and to get away from people, especially humans. They didn't need a monster like her to talk to them. She was glad that Javer didn't think of her as a monster. However, when Javer grew stiff and started to growl, she paused and looked straight ahead. Something was coming. |
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Post by fel on Oct 26, 2009 18:35:42 GMT -6
My Character: Felicia----- The snow crunched on her feet as she trotted through the northern forest. The moon was almost halfway full and shone through the trees, illuminating the floor with a pale florescent light. Despite the beauty of the frozen forest, she was still slightly irritated at having followed the scent of the vampire all the way up here just to loose it to the frozen winds. She sniffed, the wolves equivalent to a sigh, and her breath caught in the air forming wispy clouds. The small-ish grey wolf didn't blend in as well as some of her northern counterparts but she was thankful it wasn't as noticeable as some of her pack mates who had fur the color of timber. At least her light grey coat didn't make her stick out too badly. It was a rather long journey home but she didn't mind. She was enjoying being out of town and didn't bother to keep a quick pace, content to stroll through the woods and enjoy herself. Her head picked up slightly as she caught a frail whiff of a scent on the wind. It wasn't strong at all, but it didn't have to be. Vampire. It wasn't the same one from before but that didn't matter to much to her. She took off running towards the direction the scent was coming from, ignoring what she should do. She was a scout, she should head back to Lunetta and report. Her body wasn't build for fighting as much as some of the sentinels but that had hardly stopped her before. As she neared the source of the scent the air seemed to burn in her nose. She sulked a ways off first, assessing the situation. The Vampire in question looked to be no more than a child, a pup and walked with a tiger by her side. She felt her heart sink into her stomach at the sight. Surely this young girl didn't even have a choice in the matter that had befallen her. She was about to turn away and go back the way she had come when the tiger caught her scent. It was growling right in her direction. Changing her mind about leaving she continued forward towards the small vampire girl, hunches up and teeth bared. |
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Post by lemon22 on Oct 28, 2009 19:25:45 GMT -6
The snow began to fall when Izumi caught her breath. She quickly took a step back when the wolf figure came out of the corner of the mountain pass. She knew better, even though she had no experience facing a werewolf. Her mentor told her this once, and even shown her his scares that he had gotten when he fallen into it's path. However, he was too proud to let it just go so there happened to be a big brawl between to the two. Izumi's eyes clouded for a second as she thought of the stories, but it suddenly shown clear, realizing the danger she was in. She took another step back, the snow crunching underneath her feet.
However, with ever step gone back, Javer, her tiger, took a step forward. Looking down, she saw his orange fur spike with it's black stripes. She thought it was very brave of him to try and protect her, but she couldn't let him die. Izumi eyes, bright with fear, walked towards Javer and grabbed his slight scruff, digging her nails into it. Grabbing his attention, Javer fell back, his cold blue eyes still fixed on the wolf. She knew that she wouldn't be able to hold him off for long."He-hello..." she stammered. |
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Post by fel on Oct 31, 2009 14:36:44 GMT -6
Felicia's eyes watched the vampire girl back away. If she had a human mouth she would have smiled. She could smell the fear underneath the stench of the vampire's scent. It filled her nose and clouded her mind. She was certain once this encounter was over she was going to have quite a headache.
The tiger who was accompanying the girl continued to walk forward and Felicia lowered her head further. The growl from before turned more threatening seeing the opposition from the tiger. Before anything could happen though the vampire girl had moved forward to grasp the tiger and offered a feeble hello in her direction.
Felicia made no move. She stood perfectly still. Her blue eyes held almost none of their usual green hue today and were startling blue against the white snow falling around them. The vampire didn't seem to be too much of a threat. She was far from Lunetta and clearly wasn't hostile. Sniffing a bit she looked back to the tiger and growled a bit, warning it to leave her alone before stepping to the side.
She was going to let this vampire pass, if only because she wasn't sure she would be able to take on both the vampire and tiger on her own and she was too far from Lunetta to expect back-up support. Her head moved to tell the vampire to move along but her posture didn't relax as her eyes glared over at the vampire waiting the vampire to make it's move.
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Post by phaedra on Nov 2, 2009 18:36:33 GMT -6
When snow fell from the heavens and littered the mountaintops with sparkling angellic flakes, one knew she was there, Anaphina, the Ice Maji, relishing the blankets of white upon the icy peaks and covering the trees that sprouted from the ground. The air was fresh with evergreen, and the silence of falling snow. The clouds seemed to open, and down it came, the snow, pouring out from the cloudy, gray skies, letting loose its icy dancers upon the wind. It was light, presently, a gentle snowfall, but to those that knew weather patterns, it foretold of a blizzard.
Anaphina processed through the snow swept wood like a Queen through a garden of roses, her tall, looming figure, crowned with a pair of icicle spikes sprouting from her scalp like horns in between the straight, smooth locks of white that she had wrapped around the ice in an elegant fashion. Her gown clung to her form, tailored to perfection in regal shades of silver and icy blue; the sleeves hung from the shoulders loosely, and the fabric made delicate spikes, enhancing the broadness of her shoulders and the slimness of her nipped waist, and as the dress fell past the waist, it bloomed, with an upside down tulip shape, falling down to her ankles, where tall, icy spike heels dug into the snow.
She made long legged strides through the forest, holding a portion of her dress with a queenly poise, and her eyes drifted through the tall, trunks of the trees and the hiding spread of pine needle branches. Then, she spotted them. A vampire girl, she sensed as much, a tiger, rather worthless for her purposes, and a wolf... a wolf that was not simply a wolf. She hid behind a tree, momentarily, her ears listening to the exchange of gruffs, growls, and the vampire's timid greeting. It was almost too perfect! A matching set! A she-wolf and a vampiress.
Her lips curled wickedly, and she strode from behind the tree, hands upon her hips, tall and looming high at a full 6' plus, considering the height of her heels. She approached the pair... and the tiger, with a delicacy and callous finesse in her step, each movement of her legs a pendulum effect upon her hips.
"And what are two... rather interesting children such as yourselves doing skulking about the mountain tops? Surely neither of you were intending upon instigating a conflict in my beautiful snow." She spoke with an icy sweetness, her voice low for a female, but precise in its speech. She almost wished the she-wolf had attacked. A she-wolf and a vampiress fighting, now that was a pose to freeze in time!
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