[center][h1][color=#BC8F8F]Vae Lynn SaDablio[/color][/h1][/center]

Taken out of one living hell and dragged into another. What in the world was she thinking when she took that creature’s hand. Was the young woman that desperate to run away? To leave a life filled of nothing but pain in the background? To hope for a much better future only to be disappointed now? The answer was yes. Clearly it was due to the obvious she was here. Inside this beautiful place with more cruel figures und every single corner. The familiar sense of dread filled her heart as they were all shuffled into the crumbling castle.

Her eyes flickered back and forth, as if studying everything around them. Taking very second to be strategic granted that with this newly discovered area escape would be nearly impossible. Then again the native american tried to keep her eyes open from that one single thing that could help out in this specific place. In the corner of the young woman’s right eye was something only she would see. A grey fox sitting down next to one of the pillars, just staring at her at first, though when the figure in front of the room spoke, it looked towards his/her way.

[color=#BC8F8F][i]” Go figure you would appear as a grey fox. You’re supposed to help me in times of danger not suggest to keep my mouth shut. I’m not completely stupid.”[/i][/color] She thought to herself as the spirit animal cocked it’s head to the right. The girl continued to listen as she rolled her eyes. Yes, it was best to keep quiet in this place due to there being too many what if scenarios but wouldn't it be good to try escaping as well.

The laughing was rather unsettling. What even added to the tricky situation was when a beautiful fox walked inside. His odd coloring causing curiosity to form. He wasn’t like the grey one that was just here not too long ago not adding this one had shâka (nine) tails. Perhaps this animal was a bad omen? Add in the fact the creature’s main body wâpeshkyâwi (white). Where the wâpeshkyâwi would be on a regular wâkoshęha (fox) there was orange. Mahkatęwâwi (black) coloring looked cool in a fan girl way. Granted that this moment of awe was ruined as the creature turned into a human. Go figure the person would turn into the most frustrating thing on the planet.

[i][color=#BC8F8F]” Alright. Now I see that my spirit animal was warning me about. At least I hope that it’s not playing a cruel trick again.”[/color][/i] Vae glanced around her once again, as if searching for something, before sighing a small bit. [i][color=#BC8F8F]” Alright. I can stay quiet. I doubt that they would enjoy a loud mouth hot head so what if,”[/color][/i]

A young man’s words filled the air around the humans, taking her attention off of her present thought. Fae? What was this guy talking about? Yes, the native american had made a stupid deal with some stranger. Yes, it wasn’t the greatest thing she’s ever done in her lifetime. Though what a certain woman was doing wasn’t the best idea.

Being a spitfire is great and all but you need to learn when to use that hot headedness. Vae’s eyes turned towards the loud anger woman and sighed. Her hand working towards the tattoo, which was mostly showing at the moment, making her feel rather strange. Mainly due to there being a real life wâkoshęha fae here. People would most likely get the wrong idea. Granted the tattoo wasn’t for worshipping the guy just a symbol for what her people worshipped. The native american went to shift the object away from prying eyes until being tapped on the shoulder Her eyes glanced upwards as the person placed what felt like a knitted glove on the image as best as possible. “I don’t know why you have this on your skin but I doubt it’s because of that guy. Best to hide the fox tattoo as best as possible.” He said distracting her for what else was happening.