The Beginning discussion

Ares walked into the shack and looked around

Ares turned and Snarled back, Barring his teeth.

"Bloop!" Miranel crashed on top of the weres. "HAHAHA!!!"

"bLOOP!!!!!" Miranel squealed again. "awoei jomiwad!"

"heheheH!" Miranel giggled.

Suddenly, her eyes narrowed and forced Carrie off of her and against the opposite wall.

"neh! NEH!" Miranel giggled again.

Miranel danced around, still laughing.

"I am Miranel! I come from a long line of witches, apparently I have strong mental facilities, and i am manic-depressive!" ^.^ Miranel danced.

"I know! I saw you a while ago!" Miranel smiled.

"doop-de-doop-de-doop...Whee!"

"neh! neh!" Miranel rushed out into the sunshine and jumped up high.

Miranel stops jumping and cocks her head. "I think I'm forgetting something!"
Then, Miranel sighed dramatically. "Well, this has been a day..."
"Maybe I'll go to the Lake!" Miranel perked up and walked away, muttering to herself.
She turned around suddenly remembering her new friend, "Come on Miss Were! Let's go play fetch!"

Miranel noticed that Carrie didn't respond. "Come ON Miss Were!" Mira's face pouted angrily. "I won't be able to play with the ghost if I don't play with YOU!" Mira whined.

Miranel's mood swung again. "Fine then. At least donate your pelt for the ghost to feed on!" And with that, Miranel leaped towards Carrie.

Miranel felt a strange crunching in her torso, but still shot straight to her feet. Suddenly, the world darkened. Mira's body suddenly felt heavy to her, holding her down. Her lungs stopped functioning and she tried to breathe. She knew what was happening; she'd felt this before. Her psychic abilities were trying to heal her ribs, but it left her vulnerable on the battlefield.

Miranel was still caught up in her seizure. Her eyes were squeezed shut, and she was shuddering, badly. She could only vaguely hear Carrie talking to her. Something about backs...

Miranel's shaking started to cease. Her breathing eased and her body relaxed. Suddenly, her eyes shot open and her face smashed into Carrie's.

Miranel just sat there, dazed. She didn't even notice the blood flowing down her face.

Miranel stared into the distance. Her senses were slowly coming back. First, her eyesight cleared. Then, her nose, ears, limbs, and tongue.

And then, her head hurt. And along with it, the feeling of blood on her face.

"...neh."

Miranel stared at Carrie. She looked deep into her eyes. Miranel's brain functions were still recovering. Not as fast it really could because of the healing of major injuries (the ribs, internal hemorrhaging).

Miranel's mouth opened. "ah-ley-ah-leeeey."

Suddenly, Miranel's eyes snapped back into reality. She looked at Carrie. "Miss Werewolf? What are you doing here? Are you here to play with the ghost too?"

"If it's a 'Haunted Shack', shouldn't there be a ghost, too?" Miranel asked. "I've never played with a ghost before, and I wanted to try it."

"But I've played with almost everything else! I think that all I need left are vampires, ghosts, zombies, mummies, lamia, and other stuff..."

Miranel didn't seem to mind the blood flowing down her face. "Yay~The ghost is here!"

Miranel's eyes widened. "Will it have mind-control?! Awesome! I need to practice against the vampires, and the sirens, and the lamia, and the other stuff!!"

((it's okay. Miranel is supposed to be an orphan.))
"Yay~~Ghostie! Ghostie! Come practice with me -- oops, -- play!!!!"

Mira turned back. "Want to play with us?"

Mira pouted. "*sigh*. Well, since the ghost is currently being a meanie and Miss Were don't wanna play, I feel like dropping by the Lake...Water!" She brightened. "Point me in the direction?"

((Still waiting for Ares? Or gonna tag along to the Lake?))

Ares, who was watching from the shadows growled "No, I don't like the girl"

Ares shouldered past her and headed to the door. " I like to be alone"