The scarlet silk fluttered to the ground as her pale bare feet landed on the dusty earth without a sound. Looking around herself carefully she pulled the silk up around her neck then pulled her ebony cloak over the top of it, hiding it from the world.
Yes she had wings when she wanted them but it wasn't any fun that was, especially seeing as she could fly without any precious magic. Her right fingertips caressed the marks on her inner left wrist absent-mindedly for a few seconds then she began walking. Her deep green eyes took in the landscape around her; rocky, with a few shrubs and trees here and then but as a general rule just plain dusty.
She came eventually to a small pool of water. More like a puddle than a pond, she thought mildly. But it can't be helped.
Glancing down she saw herself back in the mirror-like surface but with the wings that sprouted from her shoulders that were black as night and the eyes that were red as a blood moon. She shuddered and took a quick mouthful of water before straightening up, turning away from her nightmare and back to the apparently empty landscape.

((sure go ahead!...and anyone else who wants to feel free too ))

Ok, thanx

Vaniroh felt his muzzle twitch as he caught a bizarre scent from upwind. In his wolf-form, he could even taste the different animals that lurked about but this was like nothing he had even sensed.
He had placed himself behind a wilting shrub; his fur coiling and uncoiling in the gentle fingers of the dust-riddled wind. He hunched his muscled shoulders and lapped his long tongue over his needle-sharp teeth while his brow crumpled coldly. What is that strange scent?He pondered.
Slowly and cautiously, he weaved his narrow head around the shrub and blinked out into the distance...
If you didn't know, Vaniroh is a werewolf right now in his wolf-form (whether it be day or night he can change at will)

OCC lol, that's pretty cool. I haven't met another werewolf on this forum before.

IC Vaniroh pricked his long, pointed ears at the sound of a barking dog. It startled him, so he shrunk away slightly; the muscles in his limbs, bunched. He twichted the tip of his coal-black tail whilst stretching his snout into the air. He grasped several scents.
A werewolf! He thought in appal once he recognized the first scent. The only other one he knew of though was a dragon but he couldn't tell what the other two were.
Deserting whatever trace of fear he had, Vaniroh rose his tall, slanted body up on two legs; the wind licking at lapping at his black fur. He then scrunched up his brow and curled up his top lip, flirting his terrible fangs. Without hesitation, he stepped forward with hooked talons, took a huge breath and let out a deafining howl of warning that resounded throughout the barren land and the eardrums of the intruders...

OOC: I'm the first dragon. Dragonfly is an Ohnyaeli.

Faefnir circled downward toward the small pond, toward the girl with wings. He landed silently behind her and just looked at her. After a while, he slowly walked toward her, closer and closer. When he felt it was safe, he exhaled a little bit on her wings and focused his deep blue eyes on her head.

OOC: Oye, that's a weak opener. lol

OOC I thought it said dragon somewhere, or was that a name? Oh well, good thing that you showed up lol

Vaniroh had no idea what to do. He turned and fleed from the bush, his fur rustling in the wind until he skidded to a halt infront of a dragon and a winged figure. He blinked in surprise before snarling savagely at the two.

OOC: Do you mind if I join?

Equinox Was flwing when he noticced people on the ground. He was so high up he couldn't reconize any of them. He flew down and as he got closer he noticed Faefnir. He didn't reconise any one else so he landed nest to the golden dragon.

Footsteps alerted her to movement and a smile crept across her lips. If they thought they could ambush her they'd be wrong. Shaking her hair out she combed her fingers through it and began walking, bare feet leaving no impression in the sand behind her. She felt a breath rustle her scarlet cloak and spun around quickly without warning to be faced with deep blue eyes and a dragon.
She gave a small bow of respect, smile still on her stunning features and then started singing in a strange musical voice that would have almost any listener die to hear again, her own emerald eyes in line with the dragon's. However, strangely, her lips did not open yet the sound was clear as a bell.
"Far away, fly far away,
Never returning, forever ongoing,
Far from the sea and the sky."

She smiled again and turned away, glancing around to see all the other creatures scattered over the landscape.
"Oh, I didn't know there were so many living here. Or are you all travellers?"
Her lips were still sealed and yet her voice rang out in the stillness as if she was speaking normally...strange, that. Her fingers still traced the marks on her wrists as she spoke, never ceasing following the trails.

[[just letting you know she's a Siren-type creature and that her wings don't show except in the reflection of water, same with her red eyes]]

ooc: mind if I join? my RP character, Wil, is different than the one on the Application right now, but i'll change the Application soon. Wil is a Triblood (vampire, human, and werewolf) but he's not any stronger or better than any other characters. Actually, I think the mental instability I've given him make him weaker sometimes.

ic: Wil ran through the cool early morning mist. Even at night, the mid-spring colors were vibrant in the pale moonlight. He stopped to listen, raising his furry head into the wind. Who are you? he thought, sniffing the air and smelling something...wrong in the wind. He rushed toward the smell, sure that his meeting could wait as long as it needed to. It smells like...one of them...

Vaniroh eyed both the golden dragon and the siren. With a rustle and a spill of smoke, he changed into his human form, his ebony hair brushing over hard, ice-blue eyes. He then asked the figure with wings, "Why would a siren be out here in such a barren land?"

Short one from me but nevertheless... I might add my other characters on next time.

pass

[[the order is good...let's stick with that. kaerasman it's your go!]]

Wil cautiously approached what looked like a woman in the moonlight. All of his senses were telling him to let well enough alone, but his mind and body were separated by that crystal-clear voice of hers that he'd heard. His mind was tugging every string it could find to get him away from the girl, yet step by step his mutinous body pulled him closer. He did manage to keep control of his alertness, and kept his body tensed. "Who're you?" he asked, his tone small and-was that fear he sensed in his own voice?

"Who am I? That's unimportant."
She turned back to the dragon and spoke in its own language back to it.
"Take me away to safety? Who cares about me so much now? I don't need protection forever..."

She turned away from the assembled people, trembling, when a lancing pain shot through her mind and over her back simultaneously. She stumbled but regained balance, fighting the waves of pain and nausea threatening her. Glancing up she saw the stars of night and the moon and fought down the instinct to cry.
"Let me be. I've been alone too long to appreciate company anymore." Her stunning voice like that of a silver bell rang out beautifully for a moment before dying away.

"...over th-the sea a-and ne-ne'er return t-to me..." she sang softly to herself, hiccuping slightly before the tears overwhelmed her and she san down to the ground, hands clenched in fear and tears streaming down her stunning face from her emerald eyes.

Ok, here comes another of my characters.

Vaniroh snuffled quietly to himself as he slunk away to watch from a safe place in a clump of thristles which had no effect on him because of his thick, shaggy fur. There he sat to judge the entire scene...

Brujole glided over the planes, a terrible, black shadow, even out here in the vast sunlight. He rolled his massive shoulders as he swept over the sand, causing it to gush about like thrashing rapids before he landed stiffly in the midst of a crowd.
From what he witnessed, it seemed like the commotion was revolving around a small, winged girl who was singing gravely to herself in a most haunting voice. Brujole cocked his narrow head and cracked his tail in an earsplitting noise like a whip. He then paced over to the siren and growled, Girl, why do you sing so gloomily?...

That was rushed but my next posts will be better... I promise

OOC: Sorry if it isn't my turn.

I'm taking Equinox out but bringing another one of my carrys in.

Quasar flew dow to the ground. Even though she was a large dragon she didn't like carrying a human, an elf, or an urgal all the time. When she landed the three dismounted. Quasar saw that a girl looked distressed. She approached her Are you ok? she asked. Throat Ripper, Eris, and Galedrim stood farther back from Quasar.

Wil felt a presence grip him.
(destroy the siren destroy the siren Destroy the siren DESTROY THE SIREN DESTROYTHESIRENDESTROYTHESIRENDESTOYTHESIRENDESTROYTHESI...!)
Wil felt himself pulled toward the girl. His efforts to stay his trembling, jerky body failed. His foreign hand gripped his blade. He felt the blade, but it was far away, in a distant universe from the one his mind was trapped in. The sleek katana rang as it slid out of its sheath. "I'm sorry." Wil said, apparently still having control of his mouth. His alien hand pulled the blade up and tried to strike the siren.

She looked up in time to see a blade fly towards her, uncontrolled by the conscious hand that held it. Locking eyes with the boy she saw behind the face into the split mind and could tell at least partially what was happening.
"Let me out," she mumbled to the dragon and stood up fast, her hand shooting out to take the force of the blade which sliced down on her arm, drawing deep red blood.

Gritting her teeth in pain she lowered her arm and placed her other one over the boy's eyes for a moment, thinking hard. Where is your mind? I can't help unless I know.

Blood was still pulsing from her arm, staining her silver-white skin, the white dress she wore and the pale ribbons tied about her thin wrists. She staunched the blood as best as she would with her black cloak, pain clear in her eyes as she locked eyes once more with the boy.

OOC: Mind if I join?

Orphina rode Murdoc slowly out of the forest, the horse rearing as he scented something he didn't like the smell of.
"What is it Murdoc?" She asked him, as she tried to get him to stop rearing. "Somthing has really got to you hasn't it?" Quickly she slid from his back, took the reins over his head and started to lead him from the ground.

As soon as Orphina caught sight of the dragon, siren, and the others, she drew Murdoc to a halt. Keeping a firm hold of Murdoc's reins Orphina cleared her throat then asked, " What's going on here? What's happening?"

Orphina tried to take Murdoc closer but he dug in his heels and wouldn't be moved, Orphina sensed he was still scared and tense so she decide to stay where she was.

OOC: Here i come!

Sekoree ran throgh the forest till he saw a big clearing. He slowly walked to the edge of the clearing being cautious of any sudden attack. In the distance he saw somone with a horse. The figure seemed to be trying to get the horse to follow the stranger.
Sekoree crept down low behind a fallen tree and large rocks. He got in a position to see what the stranger was doing. He kept his hand on his beaming sword under his cloak incase of a attack.

It seemed like there were more figures even ahead further. At least for now sekoree made up his mind that he was going to watch and listen then make his move.

OOC:shold we skip tarikka?

ooc. SORRY ALL! my computer has been demented lately and i've had heaps of work. I'll be active again, i promise!

ic.
Faefnir's magic healed the cut in an instant leaving only a dull pain across her arm as the nerves in her arm knitted themselves together again. The Siren was pushed back slightly as Faefnir took up a defensive stance in front of her.
Fine, she thought helplessly, Obviously I'm not capable of defending myself here.

Blood was still staining her skin and dress but she didn't care. She pulled her cloak around herself and set to stare at the offending black dragon, trying to remember where she'd seen it before. Her eyes suddenly widened as she realised.

"Rimfax," she murmered under her breath, urprised to find he was still after her blood. Subconsciously her fingers straced the silver scars still laced across her pale skin on her arms, remembering the silver blade that had inflicted them [that in fact hung from her thin belt about her thin waist] and the reason she had tried to end her life that night.

"Rimfax, your battle isn't with Faefnir, really. Is it? It's with me. Why don't we fight?" She drew her blade, stepping around the dragon before her and holding it in her left hand, blade resting lightly against the blade unblemished surface of her white palm.
"Stay out of this, Faefnir. This will be my decision. It's my life."

OOC: Sorry if I'm cutting in but I though I'd bring in my were-tiger and half vampire.

IC:
Maryssa and Kyrian were running, Kyrian was in tiger form, and they both skidded to a halt at the edge of the clearing. Kyrian took in all the information he could pick up, and relayed it to Maryssa mentally.
"We'll help out that dragon and siren. " Maryssa said quietly, Kyrian tilted his head at her.
You really want to help them? He asked mentally.
"Yes. I can sense how much darkness is in that black beast. I think they could use our help." She replied calmly.

Together they walked further into the clearing, before Kyrian bounded off to one side, going round the black beast. He skidded to a stop in front of the golden dragon, facing the black beast and growling. Meanwhile Maryssa carried on walking calmly across the clearing until she stood on the opposite side of the golden dragon, to that the siren was on.
My mate and I are here to help you in this fight. Kyrian let both the golden dragon and the siren hear him.
I am a were-tiger, my mate is half vampire and we are both powerful. We can be of great help, just let us know what you'd like us to do.

OOC: lol, Orphina... ummm, the last post was made in July. This RP is inactive.