A heads up: I may be changing my name to something more simple. I'm actually kind of sad I'll be leaving a name behind... Weird.

Thanks Hazel. I just think it would be better if I didn't call myself by the same name as one of my charries. Don't ask me to explain that feeling, because I don't know either. :X

If you do decide to change your name, then just tell me. I was thinking about doing the same, although I really liked the name I have and it's been my Kyngdom name for a long time now, so I just decided to keep it.

How's this name? I like it... Mysterious to the point of slight sadness... 

Thanks, Sybill! :) We should RP on this soon...

Dark and quiet top!

Quick little rp to get things moving again~~

Albero~~~

"Calm down, Piiri, we'll get Dyre back." I say and wrap a wing around her. "In the meantime, it looks like it's going to storm. I'll have to move our injured fox friend, Fyor, into my cave so I keep an eye on her and make sure she doesn't reopen her wounds. Piiri, you should get some rest. Abrany, could you help me move Fyor?" Piiri sighs and lays down on her pelts . Abrany nods, and we walk to Fyor's cavw. 

Abrany helps carry Fyor inyo my cave. She doesn't look like she enjoys it, but at least she's not treating us like her underlings anymore. I call tpr Hindar and he runs over. He places a few extra pelts on the floor of my cave, next to the small stone furnace in the center. 

I check Fyor's wounds and add some more herbs. I spread my hand out and carefully use a bit of my healing magkc. If I heal her too fast it could possibly start to change other aspects of her...and Fyor certainly wouldn't enjoy that. 

I put on fresh bandages and sigh. Abrany and Hindar retreat back to their caves, and rain begins to fall. In the distance, there is the flash of lightning and the boom of thunder.

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Wow I haven't posted as Piiri in such a long time...

Piiri~

I watch the rolling clouds as they stampede through the sky. Their darkness reflects in my eyes as hatred and sadness. I flick one ear backwards as Albero tiptoes into the room and puts a bowl of hot tea into my claws. I stare at it like I don't know what to do with it.

"Drink it. It'll cheer you up." Albero's fatherly voice does nothing to sooth me. I watch my reflection on the surface of the tea in my claws.

"Thank you, Albero." He smiles. I haven't said anything for hours. He sits next to me. I take a tiny sip from the cup. It tastes like the smell of mint leaves after rain. My head begins to clear. Albero sighs contentedly as small droplets start falling from the clouds above. The black clouds above churn, and their movememts remind me of a dancing fairy I once saw. They twirl and bob, spraying the earth with steadily growing orbs of water. I finish my tea, watching the rain with a blank expression. Fyor enters. She takes my empty cup from my curled claws and sets it aside, then curls up at my feet. Sparks rise like fireflies from her beautiful coat, and the air around us grows warm. I relax, laying my head on Albero's shoulder. I can't see his face, but he makes a very happy sound. Our happiness fades quickly. A form darts into the clearing. Black fur glistens, and three scorpion tails lash maliciously. Fyor stands up, bristling and growling. A Vulpes Scoriones. A black Vulpes Scorpiones with grey eyes and black fur, perfectly white teeth flashing in the flickers of lightening. Fyor stalks towards the newcomer, the rain steaming upon impact with Fyor's fur. Both of the fox-like creatures are perfectly dry.

"I should have known it would be you." Fyor snarls. This is the first time I've seen her angry, and she's actually very intimidating.

"Nice to see you too, Fyor. Long time no see, my friend. I hardly believe that you were chosen to be a Blessed." Fire flickered down Fyor's spine. "As you know, I expected to be chosen, but when I wasn't, I was very disappointed. But then Dari found me and transformed me into what I am now. A Cursed. We are much more powerful, you know. None of the restrictions in our fighting or anything like that. We kill who we please," The newcomer's eyes find me, "Take what we please, and do what we please." The creature's smile broadens.

"Skie, you know why I am here and you aren't." Skie's smile turns into a snarl, matching Fyor's.

"That's right. I do. You were chosen because you are more of a hero than I am. Yeah, right, my venom! You're barely worth the golden petal you now carry in your blood. In your eyes. I know I could do better, which is why I'm going to kill you someday." Skie disappeared in a bolt of lightening. Fyor came slinking back to us. I wrap a wing around her, but recoil at the white heat eminating from her fur.

"Dari. Twin brother. Majnun. Cousin. Dracmar. Nephew. Skie. Best friend corrupted by Dari." Fyor growls. "She never would have said those things..." She mumbled under her breath.

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AND SO. Introducing Skie, Fyor's counterpart!

*yyum*

What are you talking about X-Sreel? 

Piiri~

I hear Albero shout for help, and blind rage flashes through me, incapacitating. Before I can even register what's going on, I dart into Albero's room bristling and growling like a wild beast. Majnun is rolling around on the floor, grappling with Albero. I tackle Majnun without regard, and several of his bones snap. He howls. Suddenly, it's almost like a cloud lifts from his eyes and he looks up at me.

"Piiri? Ohhhhh, I am very very hurt." He crumples to the ground, and I realize that he is the kind, good Majnun once more. He looks around. "How did I get here? Why do I hurt so badly? Albero!" Majnun smiles and teaches for Albero to embrace him, but can't reach very far from his one broken shoulderblade. Albero and I squint at him.

"What's wrong with you? A second ago you were trying to kill me!" Albero demands. Majnun's brow furrows.

"What are you talking about? Why would I ever do that? A moment ago I was in a giant room with Dari and-" My eyes grow dark.

"Oh. I know what happened." Both of them look at me quizzically. "Dari must have seized your mind Nd sent you on an assassin's mission to kill Albero."

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