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 Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2010 5:53 pm
Jo fidgeted against the branch she was stretched out on at the sound of a girl giggling...
Glacialis... she though to herself smiling drowsily not even bothering to consider that there must be strangers close by...
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2010 10:54 am
"Yes... that is how you say it. But you didn't answer my question. What are you doing in this forest?" The girl was still shivering. Glace sighed and raised the temperature another ten degrees. She kept her own temperature at a low 30. If she didn't, she would...
Glacialis... I'm hungry.
Sef...
What? I'm an animal. Animals need food. I need food. Maybe some meat?
Go catch yourself some squirrels.
BUT I WANT BEEF.
Then fly to a farm and get some beef.
Glace rolled her eyes and stood.
"Sorry. I need to go. My dragon is hungry."
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8GothicGirl9 Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2010 11:51 am
Name: Violet Krow
Age: 18
Type of Shade/Powers: Darkness Shade. Can controls shadows and and affinity for dark magic. Most powerful during the night.
Short Bio: She has just found out her affinity to darkness maybe 2 years ago. She lives in cave.She doesnt remember having any family of some sort at all. She has no idea what even a mother is. Forced to live her life alone in a world of darkness.
Looks:
Personality: can be emotional but sometimes shows no emotion at all.
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2010 6:43 pm
Glace glanced toward the horizon. The sun had set. "Sef, it's going to get dark soon," she murmured aloud.
So?
"So, I don't want to be wandering around the forest running into trees and things just because you're hungry. So either you make do with human food for tonight, or you go catch yourself some squirrels."
Sefferal made an adorably pouty face, but consented to human food. Glace laughed and stroked the animal that was her one and only friend.
"Er... I should be going now," she said to the shivering girl.
Without waiting for a word of goodbye, she walked into the swiftly darkening forest with Sefferal around her shoulders.
Within moments they had reached their tiny home, hand-crafted by Glacialis. It was a simple platform high in a tree, with a wooden pole in each corner holding up the ceiling that they used for shade. The walls were leaves, dried and sewn together to form a curtain that swayed gently in the breeze. Glace breathed deeply and swung herself easily up into the branches, pausing on the one below the "house". She was always afraid that someone would be there, waiting. In her hand she held a knife, ice to the touch. She held her breath and listened for sounds of intruders.
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