RoseNightfall

Of Life, Love, and Death

Oh, sorry! I did not mean to worry you... Of course you do not have to change it! ^.^''

I should have told you last night that it was completely fine, that was my bad, I'm sorry.

I like the way that our characters get along so naturally! It not even forced!! I am playing her the way I pictured, and he has naturally caught her attention, and eventually he will probably claim her heart. I think in the long run, they are gonna be each others weaknesses but also each others strength. It will be fun to see what all they have to go through!

I really enjoy living in the south! I really don't want to live anywhere else. Though I would not mind going to visit places that get snow rather then sleet... lol!

Posted, by the way!

Of Life, Love, and Death

This is what death felt like. Avina had accepted the idea that after four hundred years she was finally gonna die. Her eyes closed and a peaceful sigh escaped her muzzle. Then his hand gripped her jaw, roughly shoving her head to the side. Every muscle in her body tensed, waiting for the sharp piercing of his teeth, But the pain did not come. Instead his grip on her neck loosened until it disappeared altogether. What was he doing? His words still rang in her ears even after he had pulled away, making her worry about what kind f scare tactics he was using to kill her. She opened her eyes slowly, not sure what she would find. He could be waiting to kill her until her eyes were open. Maybe he enjoyed watching the light fade from his victims eyes.

What she saw, she was not expecting. He was sitting cross legged on the ground in front of her, his eyes grey. With a huff of relief, she laid on the ground with her nose close to his lap. It was not until his latest comment that she had the urge to reply to him. Of course she figured out that it was not him who killed her pack member, but his kind did. How could she justify their interaction when she knew his people killed on her own? Avina knew she was gonna have to talk to him, and to talk to him she was gonna have the change back. With so many shifts back and forth,and her wolf being fully alert, it was sure to be a painful shift.

The change between wolf and human was a sacred part of being a werewolf. Therefore, she could not allow him to see her change, not after he killed of her own. She stood up, placed a paw on his knee as if to tell him to stay, then trotted off to a patch of trees and bushes near by that she could hide in. She knew that if his hearing was as good as hers that he would hear the sound of her bones cracking and resting into place and possibly even hear the stretching of her skin. This change was particularly painful, even managing to make her give a few small whimpers of pain. The change itself lasted about twenty minutes but it felt like eternity to her. Not only was the change painful, but she had to fight for control over her wolf, and it left her exhausted.

Once the change was over, she stood up and walked back to him. It did not occur of her that her completely nude form might bother him, in the pack one quickly gets over body image issues because everyone is naked after changing. Also, her pack lives in the woods, so it is much simpler to go without clothes most of the time anyway. She sat down in front him him again, her posture mimicking his.

“Rather it was you or one of your kind, the fact still remains. A vampire killed the youngest in my pack, and that cannot be overlooked. I cannot justify being around you knowing that your kind killed one of mine.” She did not bother with pleasantries, rather she just skipped to the tension in the air. “I started to trust you.” She bowed her head and ran her fingers through her hair. “I liked you…” Her blue eyes looked back up at him. “But how can I let myself feel that way, when you were the reason I was distracted in the first place last night? If it had not been for you, I might have been able to save him! If it was not for your kind, he would not have been killed!” She stopped abruptly.

If she was claiming not to trust him, then why was she venting her anger to him? She tilted her head to the left and studied him carefully. Why was she venting all of her feelings all of a sudden to some vampire who’s name she did not even know. “I don’t even know your name…” she said in a gentle tone as the realization hit her.

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Yay! Such an honor to be added. :)

I live in Texas where the weather is hardly ever mild. Lol. We either have freezing cold, complete with freezing wind and rain, or overly hot temperatures.

He is kinda of like a shiny new toy to her! Lol. One that is highly disgracing and addicting. Lol. Take your time with your post. :) however, I am looking forward to it!

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Posted!! :D

It's completely fine! Our post quality will probably fluctuate according to things out of our control like; writers block, life issues, slow moments in the roleplay, ect.. But it is fine, so long as we both still enjoy the roleplay!

I wish it was summer! This weather has been crazy. One week we had two days off of school because of ice, and then two days later it is shorts weather! Its so crazy!!

Of Life, Love, and Death

He had to have had something to do with it. He was the one that distracted her from being available to help and save her youngest packmate. Being alpha comes with many responsibilities, but the most important responsibility is keeping her pack safe. She had failed that job all because she was so fascinated by a vampire? Could it be possible that it was purely her fault that her pack member had died? Avina took a second to think about the question that popped into her mind. He didn’t come looking her her, she interrupted his meal. He had not kept her from leaving, she choose to stay. He was like a shiny new toy, and she had allowed herself to lose all focus. It was her fault...

Avina sensed more than saw the vampire move towards her. With less than a second to decided what to do, she let the wolf’s instinct guide her actions. She crouched down, waited for him to get close, then lunged for his feet as he reached for her. Her plan was to grab his pant leg as he passed over her and knock him off his feet. Using the momentum from her lunge, she continued to run to the other side of the clearing before she slid to a stop while turning back to him. The wolf growled at him again, but it was not as aggressive as before. Could it be that he truly had nothing to do with her lost pack member.

For someone who did not want to fight her, he was sure doing a good job! Avina closed her eyes for a moment. It was only fair for him to know who he was fighting. When she opened her eyes, they were no longer yellow but rather a soft baby blue. It was clear by his actions, and words, that he did not know who he was talking to. If he did, she had a feeling he would have more to say.

It is my fault…. the accusing thought ran again and again in her head. Her eyes slowly turned back to yellow and she sat down with a huff. The realization that it was her fault left her with no willingness to fight anymore. If it was truly her fault, then she deserved to be killed. Over four hundred years of taking care of her pack, she had never let her guard down so much that she allowed one of them to be killed. A whine escaped her muzzle and she bowed her large head as if to give him permission to kill her. If she died, then she would be unable to let down her pack anymore. Her eyes shifted back to blue as she took back over her wolf. Just do it, she attempted to communicate to him through locking her eyes with his.

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Posted!

And it's not summer... xD That was a typo. I meant to say my boyfriend had come to visit for the weekend. I guess I am ready for summer break or something... lol

Well, I am off to bed. It has been a rough day. I look forward to your replay! (And hopefully getting back to a reply once a day)

Of Life, Love, and Death

Pain ripped through her body, starting and finishing on her middle back, as it slammed against the tree. Avina laid on the ground small whimpers rolling through her throat. Needless to say, it had been a while since she had been thrown into a solid tree. Being tossed around, bitten, and starched were all pains that were familiar as well as welcomed. However, the feel of her vertebras cracking was far from the pain scale she was used to.

Although she knew he was speaking, it took a moment for her brain to make sense of the words. Both the pain in her body and the wolf being in control slowed down her human side to make sense of the language. Why was he lying? She knew he had to have something to do with it. He had to have helped. The concept of vampires working alone was hard for her to wrap her mind around. All she could remember was working with a pack. Nothing is ever done alone.

Avina stood up slowly, stretching her back as she did. The bones were already almost healed, and her anger was growing at his denial. She turned to face him, pulled back her lips, and snarled at him as if to reject his notion. Every good feeling she might have developed for him twenty four hours ago were buried deep behind the animal instincts and pain of losing a pack member to one of his kind. Avina retreated back behind her wolf once more, allowing her innate animal to fully take over once more. The last of her broken bones melded together, and she started to walk in a circle around him as she would her prey.

Her wolf thought about calling the pack. She could probably handle and eventually destroy one vampire, but one lone vampire was no match for forty-three werewolves. Something inside of her would not allow for the wolf to call for its. Some part of her, deeply hidden in pain and animalistic thoughts and actions, still found him fascinating and wanted to know him. That part of her was rationed out by her wolf; she could kill the vampire on her own, just not with the packs help.

All the while, Avina continued to circle him looking for an opening to attack. There had to be a weakness in him somewhere. At some point he was going to have to put down his defenses. While she waited for her opportunity, she continued to circle him, staying on high alert.

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Working on a reply! ^.^

Of Life, Love, and Death

I know, I know. I have been very silent this weekend. My weekend swept me away, it probably didn't help that I boyfriend came to visit for the summer. :(

I am going to work in the reply tomorrow, if all goes as planned!

Hopefully you are not too upset with my silent period! :-/ I promise I have not, nor will I, leave our roleplay!

Of Life, Love, and Death

It was really crazy!! :( And my cousin is still in the hospital because he keeps getting dizzy and sick. The doctors aren't sure whats wrong. And my friend got discharged last night, they couldn't find why she was coughing, she just stopped and is acting fine.

I know they are smaller. If they become too long you get a higher risk of controlling the others character. :) I figured they would start attacking, and eventually she is gonna have to struggle to regain control in order to stop her wolf from killing him. It should get interesting!,However, I think it'll be a great ice breaker :D

It's alright, dear, take your time!!