Write Your Heart Out ツ discussion

((okay guys, I guess I'll be first))

Morgan walked into the trees, fascinated by the glory off the trees. Here, she decided, she'd practice her magic to perfection.

Cherre walked through the forest, loving the smell of the air. She pulled out a wolf out of her bag and draped it over her body, turning into a wolf. She ran through the trees, loving this forest.

Hex sat high up in a tree, drawing a bird's nest and the bird in it. She had her backpack slung on a branch near her and. dagger in her pocket. She looks up from her sketchpad every now and again to look at the bird.

((New order, it's DON's turn.))

((kk =D))

Lee loved these woods. If only they weren't so close to the place she sm wanted to leave behind. The elf had dropped her human guise Ans her ears were correctly pointed now and she was in her tunic and leggings as she perched in the tree, bow and quiver slung over her shoulder and sitting on her back. It was out here, away from humans that she could truly be herself: Future Queen of the Night Elves. Not something she liked to think about, but she could atleast be an elf here. She looked at the birds surrounding her and the other creatures surrounding the tree. Wolves sat beside deer and rabbits and didn't attack in their eagerness to speak to one of the few humanoids who understood them. All animals liked her because of her species, but this was insane. The tree was covered with birds and climbing creatures, and the area around the tree had a circle about 20 feet in diameter of the creatures. She supposed it was simply because more animals lived here because of the magic that dwelled nearby. The peregrine falcon perched on her right shoulder tightened it's grip as she moved, turning to the bluejay beside her.

Morgan looked around. It didn't appear that there was anyone else here. In fact, it looked perfectly safe...and almost welcoming. She was ready to pull the energy from the earth when she heard a sound.

Hex kept drawing. When she was done she shut the notebook and put it in her backpack. She grabbed the backpack and slung it over her shoulders before drawing the dagger from he pocket and standing up on the limb.

Cherre stopped, taking off her wolf pelt. She put on a hawk skin, turning into one. She took flight, watching what appeared to be a fairy. She circled around a few times, landing on a tree nearby. She kept her eyes on the fairy, not moving.

Hex saw the hawk and knew it was probably something in disguise, she just knew. It unnerved her being watched by things other than animals. She climbs down the trunk of the tree and ignore it, not giving it a second thought.

((I think it's KTs turn))

((Sorry I'm not use to the whole 'rp turn' thing :/))

((me neither))

Morgan listened for a moment, and hearing no following noises, she returned to get work.
She mumbled the sacred words, tracing the seven scars on her wrist carefully. Everything had to be at balance. But her emotions weren't, causing the spell, (even though simple), to do nothing. She sighed. For some reason, she was on edge. And she knew why.
She want alone here.

((KT, POST.))

She *wasn't alone here

((sorry...auto correct))

Cherre went a few hundred feet in front of the fairy, then turned back into a human. She waited until the fairy walked up and acted human. "HI!" she said, pretending to be happy and cheerful. "I'm Callie!"

Hex took a step back an looks at her. She wasn't able to say anything but "uhhh..."

"Who are you?" she asked, tilting her head a bit.

Hex swallowed hard, trying not to bolt. She stays almost perfectly still and said "ummm...Hex..."

((the turn thing isn't working out very well. I say we just rp when no one else does. that okay?))

Grumbling unhappily, Morgan strayed towards where the sound had come from. Fearlessly, she went along without a care that she wasn't being mindful of how much noise SHE was making.

"This is ridiculous!" Lee said aloud, laughing slightly as more birds came swooping in. "What's got you guys all riled up?" she soothed, gently petting a sparrow's head. She dropped down to the ground. "Alright. Where's this disturbance coming from?" she asked the creatures. At once there was a flurry of sound and activity as they all answered her. She held up a hand to stop them. "Woah Woah Woah. One at a time. You, there, lead on. Follow me everyone else, but be ready to run, fly, whatever." she warned, picking her way through animals to follow the fox she had appointed to lead her. The sky turned dark over her as the birds took off to soar above her as she ran after the quick fox, creatures of all shapes and sizes trailing after her.

Hex heard not noise, this time loud. She couldn't help it. "Sorry gotta go bye!" she said rushed and ran in th opposite direction before climbing a tree.

Cherre walked off and started grumbling. She turned into a wolf again when no one was looking and shot off. She howled, knowing that nothing could catch her, this was her terrain.

Hex crouched in the under brush. She had run to the exact tree she had hid her bow and quiver. She attacked the quiver to her backpack and notched an arrow. She moved all of he hair to one side and hid in the thick concealment of the leaves.

Morgan's dark, wavy hair kept getting in the way. Out of frustration she eventually just pulled it back in a ponytail.
This was ridiculous. The forest...ANY forest...was her home. She didn't care that she was being stubborn. She claimed the land, simply by walking on it.
Above her she heard a rustling in a tree. She examined the branches, but nothing was in sight. It was probably a bird, she figured.

Lee paused as a pair of wolves ran up to her, obviously upset. "What's wrong?" she asked, kneeling to pet them. They explained that there was something in their pack's territory, a wolf who wasn't a wolf. "Were wolf?" lee guessed. The pair responded negatively and explained that they knew the smell of werewolves and they knew the smell of real wolves, and this wasn't any of them. Lee followed the wolves, and all the small creatures fell back, leaving her running with the big animals and the birds above her toward the Wolf-that-wasn't-a-wolf.

Hex eventually slowed her breathing and calmed down. She hung her bow and backpack insurance and laid down to rest.

Cherre walked back over to the spot she was at earlier, but this time as a wolf. She was shot in the arm by something, and she tore off her pelt. "OW!" she yelled, steaming mad. "Show yourself!"

((Anyone going to post?))

Hex ignored the noise, she eventually fell into a light sleep.

The real wolf pair snarled in anger at the attack on the wolf. It may not have been a wolf, but only another animal would know that. Ans animals didn't shoot bows. Whoever had shot the non-wolf also shot real wolves. "Hey- wait!" lee warned as the pair sprinted into the clearing, circling the now human Cherre protectively. Lee stepped just barely out into the clearing and stopped. The birds landed in trees around her, and the creatures stopped just inside the trees, only predators showing their faces into the clearing.

But Morgan couldn't dodge the fact that she HAD heard something. Something bigger than an animal. A person, maybe. Or an attacker. Morgan prepared herself for a fight.
Then it was silent.
"Show yourself!" came a voice from a great distance away. they couldn't have been talking to her.

Cherre got even madder, turning into a bear. She roared, ready to attack the person who shot her. She hated most other creatures, and never thought before going into a fight. You're going to die, she thought.

'Oh boy.' Was Lees first thought as the girl shifted. And there came an answering roar from every single one of the bear with her. The ten bears lumbered into the clearing to stand protectively in front of Lee, though the Night Elf certainly didn't need it. But it was nice that someone cared enough.

Behind her, Morgan heard small sniffling. She turned around, scanning the area. then she saw it. there was a tree. it would have been a plain sight for a human. but with immortal powers comes immortal ability. Morgan's exceptional sight have her the ability to see that between the strands off leaves was cascading hair. The hair of a girl...
But no. there was a magical aura to this girl. She too was immortal.

Hex's body didn't account for her hair being watched...so no chemical reaction in her body told he that she was being watched...:p

((hey guys, I'm gonna head off to bed. I'll talk to y'all tomorrow? gnite:) ))

((awwwwwwwwwwwwww =( bye))

Cherre ran off into the woods, going to find the attacker. She shifted into a wolf once more, finding a sent soon enough. She soon found a witch, and shifted into a human. "You are going to die," she said before shifting into a bear.

((Nvm, make her find Lee once more.))

((dam head ache! Bye guys -_-))

((Bye.))

((I know! and this is just getting really exciting! according to the skinshifter, I'm gonna die! lol. I'll post one more))

Morgan turned around fiercely, forgetting all about the curious creature in the trees.
"We'll just see about that," she replied angrily to the human-bear.

((bye. Happy New Years.))

((okay, now bye lol))

((Skinwalker.))

Cherre hated this girl now. She charged, then pulled off her pelt and grabbed her dagger.

((Anyone even on?))

((I'm baaaaaack))

Morgan closed her eyes, and chanted, tracing the marks on her wrist. She felt time slow down, and eventually freeze. The skinwalker in front of her was paused in mid-launch. Morgan opened her eyes and grinned.
She was ready to leave when the mysterious creature behind her stirred. Was she able to resist her magic? Or was her magic not strong enough to pull them both into the time freeze?

((So am IIIIIIIIIIII))


Cherre loved daggers and knew how to fight with them. As soon as the branch ground touched her feet, she put the tip of her dagger on the witch's neck. "Don't you dare shoot me again," she said, ready to push her dagger into the girl's throat when something made her stop.

((uhhh, crap. I need POH.))

Time started seeping out of control, and before she could give another thought, she ran out of there. She heard the rustling of confusion behind her but she ignored it. When she heard the thrashing of angry footsteps behind her, she chanted the oldest spell in the book.

"Crescat Plantas!" she whispered, tracing the symbols on her wrist.

Thick undergrowth raised to the sky, trapping her opponents behind, and allowing her to keep running.

At least she was able to avoid using her weapons this time.