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[Legna Moon]

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[The Red Coyote]

Legna Moon

((You guys I really broke my nose...It hurts really badly.))

((Awe my poor sister.... RP BACK lol.))  

[Legna Moon]

The Red Coyote

Legna Moon

((You guys I really broke my nose...It hurts really badly.))

((Awe my poor sister.... RP BACK lol.))

((which post))  

[The Red Coyote]

The Red Coyote

'What strange people. They leave a monster in there home not knowing who it is. They are way to open. Who knows what they will bring in.' she thouht to herself. She looked out the window. Her hair fell across her face. She needed a change of clothing but her bag was still in the forest and she was in no condision to get it herself. Her clothing was all slashed up. It was very tight clothing to so she could move fast. She looked around the room trying to look for something to cover up with. She looked into the closet and found a dress. She didnt think anyone slept in this room. There was no sign of it. She shrugged. She slipped the dress on. It was silk and tight around the top but it let lose around her hips. It was a topaz blue that made her eyes stand out. Her hair lay straight past her shoulders. She was wearing no shoes. She headed outside. She needed some freash air. As she entered the back yard she saw Alexander and some other girl.

This one  

[Legna Moon]

The Red Coyote

The Red Coyote

'What strange people. They leave a monster in there home not knowing who it is. They are way to open. Who knows what they will bring in.' she thouht to herself. She looked out the window. Her hair fell across her face. She needed a change of clothing but her bag was still in the forest and she was in no condision to get it herself. Her clothing was all slashed up. It was very tight clothing to so she could move fast. She looked around the room trying to look for something to cover up with. She looked into the closet and found a dress. She didnt think anyone slept in this room. There was no sign of it. She shrugged. She slipped the dress on. It was silk and tight around the top but it let lose around her hips. It was a topaz blue that made her eyes stand out. Her hair lay straight past her shoulders. She was wearing no shoes. She headed outside. She needed some freash air. As she entered the back yard she saw Alexander and some other girl.

This one

Alexander turned and looked at the girl again, he smiled and nodded at her wondering if she was doing any better or not.  

[The Red Coyote]

She nodded at him and looked around the place. She really needed to go get her blothing but in this thing she wouldnt be able to move fast at all. She sighed. She turned around and began to walk back inside.  

[Saint_Oriel]

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Alexander smirked seening her face turn that color, he sat down besides her for a moment as they both looked into one another's eyes. Alexander loved her eyes, she was so beautiful in his eyes. "Well it does look good so far."

Midil stopped for a second and felt Fayore against her she almost fell backwards and her face went a deep red. "I- I'm sorry." She whispered biting her lip. Feeling even more embarassed then anything.

She looked odly in his eyes, searching for something, but she didn't know what. He was a handsome man, but his eyes said nothing. There seemed to be some hurt and some anger behind them all, but it looked hidden from her. "My name is Lilith." She stated as she kept looking at him, "Then why are you near me now? If I remind you of her, wouldn't you kill me in an instant?" She asked, her eyebrows raising slowly.

Fraylie blushed scarlet. "If you say so," she murmured. Looking over the flowers in her basket, Fraylie figure she'd have enough to finish dying the cloth she'd woven earlier that week. she smiled at Alexander and stood. "I'm sorry, Alexander. I've got to go finish dying the cloth." Fraylie followed the girl into the castle and honestly wondered what she was doing out and about, being as injured as she was.

"'S not your fault, Midil. It's mine." Fayore backed away from her about half a foot, so they wouldn't touch. A pity it happened anyway, when they saw the injured girl up and about.

Nolatari sighed, turning his face away from her gaze. "I couldn't kill her," he whispered. "But thankfully she is already dead - my animal friends told me." He let his arms drop and he turned away from Lilith, padding away a few steps to a large rock and sat on it,placing his hands on the back of his head and curling his torso so that his forehead brushed against his knees.  

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Saint_Oriel

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Alexander smirked seening her face turn that color, he sat down besides her for a moment as they both looked into one another's eyes. Alexander loved her eyes, she was so beautiful in his eyes. "Well it does look good so far."

Midil stopped for a second and felt Fayore against her she almost fell backwards and her face went a deep red. "I- I'm sorry." She whispered biting her lip. Feeling even more embarassed then anything.

She looked odly in his eyes, searching for something, but she didn't know what. He was a handsome man, but his eyes said nothing. There seemed to be some hurt and some anger behind them all, but it looked hidden from her. "My name is Lilith." She stated as she kept looking at him, "Then why are you near me now? If I remind you of her, wouldn't you kill me in an instant?" She asked, her eyebrows raising slowly.

Fraylie blushed scarlet. "If you say so," she murmured. Looking over the flowers in her basket, Fraylie figure she'd have enough to finish dying the cloth she'd woven earlier that week. she smiled at Alexander and stood. "I'm sorry, Alexander. I've got to go finish dying the cloth." Fraylie followed the girl into the castle and honestly wondered what she was doing out and about, being as injured as she was.

"'S not your fault, Midil. It's mine." Fayore backed away from her about half a foot, so they wouldn't touch. A pity it happened anyway, when they saw the injured girl up and about.

Nolatari sighed, turning his face away from her gaze. "I couldn't kill her," he whispered. "But thankfully she is already dead - my animal friends told me." He let his arms drop and he turned away from Lilith, padding away a few steps to a large rock and sat on it,placing his hands on the back of his head and curling his torso so that his forehead brushed against his knees.

Alexander nodded, "Yes ma'am, I will see you later." He whispered as he turned away and walked into the forest to find more wood.

Midil turned around to look at him, "Why don't you have a love already? You're father keeps bugging you about it you should find one soon." And it was true his father was really angry that he hadn't found anyone to conquer his kingdom.

Lily looked oddly at him and walked slowly over to him as though she was floating, "I am all alone myself, I don't really know where I am half the time." She said sighing as she laid on the grass.  

[Saint_Oriel]

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Alexander smirked seening her face turn that color, he sat down besides her for a moment as they both looked into one another's eyes. Alexander loved her eyes, she was so beautiful in his eyes. "Well it does look good so far."

Midil stopped for a second and felt Fayore against her she almost fell backwards and her face went a deep red. "I- I'm sorry." She whispered biting her lip. Feeling even more embarassed then anything.

She looked odly in his eyes, searching for something, but she didn't know what. He was a handsome man, but his eyes said nothing. There seemed to be some hurt and some anger behind them all, but it looked hidden from her. "My name is Lilith." She stated as she kept looking at him, "Then why are you near me now? If I remind you of her, wouldn't you kill me in an instant?" She asked, her eyebrows raising slowly.

Fraylie blushed scarlet. "If you say so," she murmured. Looking over the flowers in her basket, Fraylie figure she'd have enough to finish dying the cloth she'd woven earlier that week. she smiled at Alexander and stood. "I'm sorry, Alexander. I've got to go finish dying the cloth." Fraylie followed the girl into the castle and honestly wondered what she was doing out and about, being as injured as she was.

"'S not your fault, Midil. It's mine." Fayore backed away from her about half a foot, so they wouldn't touch. A pity it happened anyway, when they saw the injured girl up and about.

Nolatari sighed, turning his face away from her gaze. "I couldn't kill her," he whispered. "But thankfully she is already dead - my animal friends told me." He let his arms drop and he turned away from Lilith, padding away a few steps to a large rock and sat on it,placing his hands on the back of his head and curling his torso so that his forehead brushed against his knees.

Alexander nodded, "Yes ma'am, I will see you later." He whispered as he turned away and walked into the forest to find more wood.

Midil turned around to look at him, "Why don't you have a love already? You're father keeps bugging you about it you should find one soon." And it was true his father was really angry that he hadn't found anyone to conquer his kingdom.

Lily looked oddly at him and walked slowly over to him as though she was floating, "I am all alone myself, I don't really know where I am half the time." She said sighing as she laid on the grass.

She was sad to see him go, but she really did need to go finish dying the cloth for Alexander's and Fayore's new clothes - they'd look so cool and would be very durable and good working clothes as well, though they would also be able to double as dressy clothes as well. She padded up two flights of spiral staricases to the Cloth Room as she called it beside her bedroom. It was where she did everything with cloth - make threads, weave the cloth, dye the cloth, sew the cloth. Yep, it was the Cloth Room. And now she sat at her dying table and commenced turning the flowers into dyes.

Fayore's heart suddenly jumped into his throat. In truth he had, but he hadn't talked to her about it. "Ah, well . . . I have, sorta," he mummbled awkwardly, having not expected this question from anyone, especically not Midil. How could he tell her?

Nolatari looked down at the beautiful young woman laying down beside him. She was very beautiful and alone, just like Lionheart. He'd taken to calling her that because it made her less of a human to him, less like the woman he'd fallen in love with. (In truth, I just forgot her name. sweatdrop ) "Would . . . you . . . like . . . company?" he asked, uncertain and afraid of rejection.  

[Legna Moon]

Saint_Oriel

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Alexander smirked seening her face turn that color, he sat down besides her for a moment as they both looked into one another's eyes. Alexander loved her eyes, she was so beautiful in his eyes. "Well it does look good so far."

Midil stopped for a second and felt Fayore against her she almost fell backwards and her face went a deep red. "I- I'm sorry." She whispered biting her lip. Feeling even more embarassed then anything.

She looked odly in his eyes, searching for something, but she didn't know what. He was a handsome man, but his eyes said nothing. There seemed to be some hurt and some anger behind them all, but it looked hidden from her. "My name is Lilith." She stated as she kept looking at him, "Then why are you near me now? If I remind you of her, wouldn't you kill me in an instant?" She asked, her eyebrows raising slowly.

Fraylie blushed scarlet. "If you say so," she murmured. Looking over the flowers in her basket, Fraylie figure she'd have enough to finish dying the cloth she'd woven earlier that week. she smiled at Alexander and stood. "I'm sorry, Alexander. I've got to go finish dying the cloth." Fraylie followed the girl into the castle and honestly wondered what she was doing out and about, being as injured as she was.

"'S not your fault, Midil. It's mine." Fayore backed away from her about half a foot, so they wouldn't touch. A pity it happened anyway, when they saw the injured girl up and about.

Nolatari sighed, turning his face away from her gaze. "I couldn't kill her," he whispered. "But thankfully she is already dead - my animal friends told me." He let his arms drop and he turned away from Lilith, padding away a few steps to a large rock and sat on it,placing his hands on the back of his head and curling his torso so that his forehead brushed against his knees.

Alexander nodded, "Yes ma'am, I will see you later." He whispered as he turned away and walked into the forest to find more wood.

Midil turned around to look at him, "Why don't you have a love already? You're father keeps bugging you about it you should find one soon." And it was true his father was really angry that he hadn't found anyone to conquer his kingdom.

Lily looked oddly at him and walked slowly over to him as though she was floating, "I am all alone myself, I don't really know where I am half the time." She said sighing as she laid on the grass.

She was sad to see him go, but she really did need to go finish dying the cloth for Alexander's and Fayore's new clothes - they'd look so cool and would be very durable and good working clothes as well, though they would also be able to double as dressy clothes as well. She padded up two flights of spiral staricases to the Cloth Room as she called it beside her bedroom. It was where she did everything with cloth - make threads, weave the cloth, dye the cloth, sew the cloth. Yep, it was the Cloth Room. And now she sat at her dying table and commenced turning the flowers into dyes.

Fayore's heart suddenly jumped into his throat. In truth he had, but he hadn't talked to her about it. "Ah, well . . . I have, sorta," he mummbled awkwardly, having not expected this question from anyone, especically not Midil. How could he tell her?

Nolatari looked down at the beautiful young woman laying down beside him. She was very beautiful and alone, just like Lionheart. He'd taken to calling her that because it made her less of a human to him, less like the woman he'd fallen in love with. (In truth, I just forgot her name. sweatdrop ) "Would . . . you . . . like . . . company?" he asked, uncertain and afraid of rejection.

Alexander was searching for strong wood, not the weak wood that snaps in half so fast in a second, they had to get fire wood and even start building a few more things for the place that they promised the girls.

"Really who?" She asked kindly as she looked up at him softly, she hoped that whoever it was would be great to him, she almost felt her heart drop hoping he would say it was her, but she knew it must be someone else.

She nodded, "It would be nice, I am usually quit bored at this time of day." She stated strangely looking around.  

[The Red Coyote]

She glared at the dress. It was way to long and she didnt care. She wanted her own clothing back. She ripped the dress so it was up past her knees and she headed out side. She went into the forest to find her bag.  

[Saint_Oriel]

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Alexander smirked seening her face turn that color, he sat down besides her for a moment as they both looked into one another's eyes. Alexander loved her eyes, she was so beautiful in his eyes. "Well it does look good so far."

Midil stopped for a second and felt Fayore against her she almost fell backwards and her face went a deep red. "I- I'm sorry." She whispered biting her lip. Feeling even more embarassed then anything.

She looked odly in his eyes, searching for something, but she didn't know what. He was a handsome man, but his eyes said nothing. There seemed to be some hurt and some anger behind them all, but it looked hidden from her. "My name is Lilith." She stated as she kept looking at him, "Then why are you near me now? If I remind you of her, wouldn't you kill me in an instant?" She asked, her eyebrows raising slowly.

Fraylie blushed scarlet. "If you say so," she murmured. Looking over the flowers in her basket, Fraylie figure she'd have enough to finish dying the cloth she'd woven earlier that week. she smiled at Alexander and stood. "I'm sorry, Alexander. I've got to go finish dying the cloth." Fraylie followed the girl into the castle and honestly wondered what she was doing out and about, being as injured as she was.

"'S not your fault, Midil. It's mine." Fayore backed away from her about half a foot, so they wouldn't touch. A pity it happened anyway, when they saw the injured girl up and about.

Nolatari sighed, turning his face away from her gaze. "I couldn't kill her," he whispered. "But thankfully she is already dead - my animal friends told me." He let his arms drop and he turned away from Lilith, padding away a few steps to a large rock and sat on it,placing his hands on the back of his head and curling his torso so that his forehead brushed against his knees.

Alexander nodded, "Yes ma'am, I will see you later." He whispered as he turned away and walked into the forest to find more wood.

Midil turned around to look at him, "Why don't you have a love already? You're father keeps bugging you about it you should find one soon." And it was true his father was really angry that he hadn't found anyone to conquer his kingdom.

Lily looked oddly at him and walked slowly over to him as though she was floating, "I am all alone myself, I don't really know where I am half the time." She said sighing as she laid on the grass.

She was sad to see him go, but she really did need to go finish dying the cloth for Alexander's and Fayore's new clothes - they'd look so cool and would be very durable and good working clothes as well, though they would also be able to double as dressy clothes as well. She padded up two flights of spiral staricases to the Cloth Room as she called it beside her bedroom. It was where she did everything with cloth - make threads, weave the cloth, dye the cloth, sew the cloth. Yep, it was the Cloth Room. And now she sat at her dying table and commenced turning the flowers into dyes.

Fayore's heart suddenly jumped into his throat. In truth he had, but he hadn't talked to her about it. "Ah, well . . . I have, sorta," he mummbled awkwardly, having not expected this question from anyone, especically not Midil. How could he tell her?

Nolatari looked down at the beautiful young woman laying down beside him. She was very beautiful and alone, just like Lionheart. He'd taken to calling her that because it made her less of a human to him, less like the woman he'd fallen in love with. (In truth, I just forgot her name. sweatdrop ) "Would . . . you . . . like . . . company?" he asked, uncertain and afraid of rejection.

Alexander was searching for strong wood, not the weak wood that snaps in half so fast in a second, they had to get fire wood and even start building a few more things for the place that they promised the girls.

"Really who?" She asked kindly as she looked up at him softly, she hoped that whoever it was would be great to him, she almost felt her heart drop hoping he would say it was her, but she knew it must be someone else.

She nodded, "It would be nice, I am usually quit bored at this time of day." She stated strangely looking around.

[I'm skipping Fraylie, because I've no idea how to transform flowers into dyes, but I bet it takes a long time.]

Fayore blushed madly. "Well . . . " He shifted uncomfortably, fiddling with the hem of his scarlet tunic. "It's, um . . . " Fayore turned a bright tomato red. "It's . . . " he started again. Quietly, he whispered, "It's you." He half-hoped she hadn't heard him, in case she hated him. Then again, it was such a relief to finally have it off his chest. Ohh, things were getting complicated!

Nolatari nodded, having leanred this from the month he'd been watching her. "Then, m'dear, would you mind it too terribly if I relieved that boredom?" he questioned respectfully, turning to look at her with his silvery blue eyes.  

[The Red Coyote]

She walked out of the castle and into the forest. She wanted her stuff. She moved swiftly and silently threw the woods. She didnt want to be seen from what attacted her earlier. She found her bag. It still had everything in it which was a good thing. She looked around hoping no one had sited her. There was movement in the woods. She swore under her breath. Some one did see her. She pulled out her weapons out of her bag. Two silver twin Daggers. She was ready for who ever it was this time. A wolf came out of the bushs with its teeth barring. it wasnt no regular wolf though. It was a werewolf. She swore. Thats what had attacted her earlier. This time she would kill it.

"Come here puppy puppy puppy." She smirked. Her fangs now showing. The dog lunged at her quickly. She dodged it swiftly but the wolf was to fast. It attacted her from behind sending her flying onto the ground. The wolf lunged onto of her and bit into her stomach. The same peircing pain came into her stomach. She didnt make a sound though. She moved her hand quickly with the dagger and stabbed him right into its stomach. It whimpered in pain. She twisted the dagger and pushed the creature off her and she pulled the dagger out and peirced its heart.

She started to cough and blood came out. She swore. She whipped the blood off her mouth and picked up her bag. She began to walk back. She cluched her stomach. She finally got back to the house. She was bleeding bad now. Her hand was covered in blood. She walked into the house. She became weak and she fell to the ground. Making a loud sound that ecoed in the house.  

[Legna Moon]

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Alexander smirked seening her face turn that color, he sat down besides her for a moment as they both looked into one another's eyes. Alexander loved her eyes, she was so beautiful in his eyes. "Well it does look good so far."

Midil stopped for a second and felt Fayore against her she almost fell backwards and her face went a deep red. "I- I'm sorry." She whispered biting her lip. Feeling even more embarassed then anything.

She looked odly in his eyes, searching for something, but she didn't know what. He was a handsome man, but his eyes said nothing. There seemed to be some hurt and some anger behind them all, but it looked hidden from her. "My name is Lilith." She stated as she kept looking at him, "Then why are you near me now? If I remind you of her, wouldn't you kill me in an instant?" She asked, her eyebrows raising slowly.

Fraylie blushed scarlet. "If you say so," she murmured. Looking over the flowers in her basket, Fraylie figure she'd have enough to finish dying the cloth she'd woven earlier that week. she smiled at Alexander and stood. "I'm sorry, Alexander. I've got to go finish dying the cloth." Fraylie followed the girl into the castle and honestly wondered what she was doing out and about, being as injured as she was.

"'S not your fault, Midil. It's mine." Fayore backed away from her about half a foot, so they wouldn't touch. A pity it happened anyway, when they saw the injured girl up and about.

Nolatari sighed, turning his face away from her gaze. "I couldn't kill her," he whispered. "But thankfully she is already dead - my animal friends told me." He let his arms drop and he turned away from Lilith, padding away a few steps to a large rock and sat on it,placing his hands on the back of his head and curling his torso so that his forehead brushed against his knees.

Alexander nodded, "Yes ma'am, I will see you later." He whispered as he turned away and walked into the forest to find more wood.

Midil turned around to look at him, "Why don't you have a love already? You're father keeps bugging you about it you should find one soon." And it was true his father was really angry that he hadn't found anyone to conquer his kingdom.

Lily looked oddly at him and walked slowly over to him as though she was floating, "I am all alone myself, I don't really know where I am half the time." She said sighing as she laid on the grass.

She was sad to see him go, but she really did need to go finish dying the cloth for Alexander's and Fayore's new clothes - they'd look so cool and would be very durable and good working clothes as well, though they would also be able to double as dressy clothes as well. She padded up two flights of spiral staricases to the Cloth Room as she called it beside her bedroom. It was where she did everything with cloth - make threads, weave the cloth, dye the cloth, sew the cloth. Yep, it was the Cloth Room. And now she sat at her dying table and commenced turning the flowers into dyes.

Fayore's heart suddenly jumped into his throat. In truth he had, but he hadn't talked to her about it. "Ah, well . . . I have, sorta," he mummbled awkwardly, having not expected this question from anyone, especically not Midil. How could he tell her?

Nolatari looked down at the beautiful young woman laying down beside him. She was very beautiful and alone, just like Lionheart. He'd taken to calling her that because it made her less of a human to him, less like the woman he'd fallen in love with. (In truth, I just forgot her name. sweatdrop ) "Would . . . you . . . like . . . company?" he asked, uncertain and afraid of rejection.

Alexander was searching for strong wood, not the weak wood that snaps in half so fast in a second, they had to get fire wood and even start building a few more things for the place that they promised the girls.

"Really who?" She asked kindly as she looked up at him softly, she hoped that whoever it was would be great to him, she almost felt her heart drop hoping he would say it was her, but she knew it must be someone else.

She nodded, "It would be nice, I am usually quit bored at this time of day." She stated strangely looking around.

[I'm skipping Fraylie, because I've no idea how to transform flowers into dyes, but I bet it takes a long time.]

Fayore blushed madly. "Well . . . " He shifted uncomfortably, fiddling with the hem of his scarlet tunic. "It's, um . . . " Fayore turned a bright tomato red. "It's . . . " he started again. Quietly, he whispered, "It's you." He half-hoped she hadn't heard him, in case she hated him. Then again, it was such a relief to finally have it off his chest. Ohh, things were getting complicated!

Nolatari nodded, having leanred this from the month he'd been watching her. "Then, m'dear, would you mind it too terribly if I relieved that boredom?" he questioned respectfully, turning to look at her with his silvery blue eyes.

((kk i am also making a new character his name is Jack and he is a servant actually more like a helper around the castle hehe))

Alexander just sat in the woods his back began to hurt.

Midil blushed really badly she looked up into his eyes she just wanted to jump onto him and kiss him, but she didn't know how he would react. "You mean, you like me?" She whispered, it was like her dream came true. "I mean, I like you a lot too." She whispered as she went onto her tip toes and kissed him lightly on the lips.

"I don't care, what do you have in mind?" She asked as she lazily looked up into his eyes and floated closer to him as though she was teasing him, but she didn't think she really was at all.  

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Jack was walking around in the castle bored when he heard a loud noise he ran down the steps and found a pretty girl laying on the ground he picked her up as he saw the blood and rushed her up the stairs to the hospital room. He placed her down and grabbed the healing powder and roots Midil usually used. He mixed them up and rubbed them on her lower stomach. He was glad he knew which potions to mix.