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Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Yavanna had always been considered a blessing, among her people. As was her elder sister. With her rare bloodlines mixture, her beauty and natural kindness, compassion and love for almost everything in Middle Earth. Yavanna was loved by most. Yet the heart of a star; desired by enemies. Many believed her and Arwen to be a symbol, of peace and beauty. Some believed, she represented hope for the future of their world. Everyone had their own views on the matter.

The young she-elf embraced Saeril in a soft hug. In a way, she was thanking the elder...for listening to her. The girl felt a part of the family, like she had known them all her entire life.

Kili had pursed his lips, it seemed like neither of them knew what was going on. "I hope, she's okay." he said softly. He had never seen, anything bother Yavanna before. Besides his health and injury, the last few hours. This was new.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Yavanna smiled softly; she was glad Saeril was understanding off the situation. And not, judging or anything that'd make her uncomfortable. "With these around..not sure, how long it'll be a secret." Yavanna teased a little...as she nodded her head towards the doorway...that kept them separated from the company. Some of them were bound to pry a little, or tease...nothing stayed secret for long, with the Dwarves.

Inside, Kili was a little confused and worried. Bofur wondered if he said something wrong. "What do you think, that was about?" Kili asked his brother.

Jumanji: Leave Your World Behind 1x1

I like your characters :)
You're welcome to start, if you'd like.
I look forward to this :)

[HIGH CASUAL] Welcome to Salem, Massachusetts

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Location; Washington Square.
Interacting With; William{@Polaris North}

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Founder's Day.

It was that time of the year again. An event, that Devin never really celebrated or took into mind. Until he had moved to Salem. Ever since his move 5 years ago; he had taken a part in it. Apart from the first year, when he was still new and trying to adjust to everything. That was the only time, he did not really bother. His grieve and loss of Amara, had been too strong. It was too early for him, back then. The idea of fun, mixing with people...didn't really appeal to him. The grief and loss, hadn't left him yet. Devin wondered, how long it'd take him to recover...if it all.

It wasn't easy for him to forget. And move on. It was her loss, that made him sink back into his own shell. It took a lot of prying, trying, questions and time...for him to open up to anyone.

Even now; he still sometimes prefer his own solitude. Especially over large crowds. But he knew, that his pack were still trying to get him out of his shell...so to speak. Even if he was reluctant at times. Joining in never hurt. Running a hand through his messy, brown hair. He ruffled it slightly. Devin, wondered how this year Founders Day would differ. Each year, it seemed a little different, when it came to entertainment and such.

As he got closer to the Square. He felt odd. A strange feeling seemed to brush over him. Looking over his shoulder a few times. Devin couldn't spot someone following him, or watching him. He didn't know why...it felt like a reflex. He usually had an odd feeling, if he was being followed. But this time...this source of uneasiness was different. And he had no idea why. Devin tried to brush it off. What good would it do? It might just attract unwanted attention.

When he arrived at the Square. The feeling seemed to be a bit more intense here...like the essence still lingered her strongly. His nose seemed to burn, from a lot of senses. He could smell a Vampire, from not so far away. His nose twitched slightly. But he ignored from which direction it came from. When the young she-wolf Katalina walked near by...or rather hurrying off annoyed. Devin rose an eyebrow; wondering what annoyed her today.

She often was quite moody. Devin didn't really know her, as much. Glancing around...he spotted William. The young Wolf and his student. Devin had been trying to teach him, how to block out loud noises and concentrate on a few selected, sounds that he wanted to hear. To train his abilities and help him focus more. Walking over, Devin nodded towards William's collage, but leaned over to William. "Can I have a quick word?" he asked. "It'll only be a moment." He told Volber.

When the two Male Werewolves, had a little bit of space. A few paces away from the cart, in a slightly more quieter area. Devin looked at the young wolf. "Did you feel...anything odd?" he asked him; wondering if it had just been him. Or if someone else felt it too. He wasn't going to go around asking every citizen. That'd be odd. He needed to talk to someone he knew...William was one of those people. His french accent, rather thick as he spoke.

(High Casual) An Age Old Feud II

@HushedWhispers I enjoyed the skip post :) Nice dress.
Will try and post either today, or tomorrow :)

{High Casual} I'll Be There For You - Friendship Roleplay

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Location; Her Apartment ► Fabian's Apartment (Bro Pad)
Interacting With; Fabian {@HushedWhispers} Amelia {@Hero*Mentioned*}, Jason {@Helo}

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Thanksgiving; Layla's favorite time of the year.

Well, besides Christmas of course. November and Thanksgiving, always held a special place in her heart. Since she was little. It had been filled with good memories. Every year, her entire family and close family friends were gathered. Celebrating, enjoying time together, as well as the delicious food. Since her family, was competitive. A lot. They always played a game of football. It was tradition. Often or not, the other team would try and cheat somehow...which always ended up turning into fun and jokes.

The last few years, since she met her close friends. Layla had spent Thanksgiving day with them. Even if she would usually visit, her family later on during the Holidays. This year, Fabian was hosting Thanksgiving. Whilst Fabian was cooking. Layla thought, she'd treat her friends to another one of her sweet treats. Layla loved Baking. Ever since she had been little. Her aunt Monica had taught her, the best recipes that run in their family. Of course, Layla put her own spin on it.

Her Dalmation puppy, Piper. Was lightly snoring; from her spot near the couch. Laying on the comfortable bean-bag bed. Layla just finished making the icing for the cake. Taking out her phone for a few moments; Layla thought she'd give Amy a call. She wanted to wish her happy Thanksgiving and ask, if she'd like any cake left over; for herself and her boyfriend. But as the phone rung and rung....Amy didn't pick up. Layla shrugged it off. Amelia must have been busy.

The young woman, went back to finishing off the cake. Chocolate Velvet.

When her phone buzzed a little bit later. Layla had almost done putting the icing on the cake. She checked her messages...seeing one from Fabian. She giggled as she read his text, shaking her head. He was like a brother to her. The pair had always been rather close; since they met. Layla trusted him, and he was pretty much the first person, she went too if she needed something. She replied to his message:

To Fabian:
I'll check on him, don't worry. Have you heard if everyone else is coming or not? See you soon, bro. xox

Even if they weren't officially related. The pair did call each other; bro and sis. And often, even their friends called the pair of them siblings. She set her phone down, pulling off her apron. She set it on the back of the Kitchen Chair. Walking out of her Apartment, she made her way across the hall. Luckily, Fabian lived right opposite her, with his room-mates.

As always, Layla knocked gently..Before walking in. "Jay, I hope you're not eating the Thanskgiving food on your own." she teased, her friend with a smile, when she seen him.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

As Yavanna kept her gaze, in the same direction; she had been looking at. She bit her bottom lip slightly. Hearing Saeril's words...the blush on her cheeks seemed to get bit stronger. "I..." Yavanna wasn't sure what to say. Did she feel something for the young Prince? Maybe she did...Yavanna certainly felt something...but she wasn't sure how to explain...how deep this feeling/s were. Let alone, she wasn't exactly sure what it was just yet..herself. All she knew, she never felt like that before.

"I am not sure, how to explain it." Yavanna ended up breathing out. In a way, kind of confirming what Saeril asked her.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Yavanna wondered, why Bofur brought this up now. It seemed like the Dwarf had bad timing. As Saeril led her outside, the young Princess blushed. "Wh...what face?"she asked. She didn't really know, what expression Saeril was talking about or if she'd seen it more than once.

Her curiosity, and teasing. Made her cheeks tingle with the blush. "I.. nothing...I just did what most good person would have done...Saved his life." Yavanna said softly. "It's bad enough, the King was angry for this...misunderstandings...his son dying, would have been worse." She didn't really think, they'd want more enemies. Especially the army of King Thranduil after them, if Yavanna hadn't saved the Prince's life. She wouldn't be able to live, with that guilt.

"I know, he doesn't like me. But I can't bring myself to hate him...It's not in my nature, to hate." Yavanna muttered softly. Before she glanced at the river...watching the icy water. Without really knowing, she was looking in the direction of Mirkwood.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

I thought, I'd organize it a little bit more :)

Jumanji: Leave Your World Behind 1x1

It's alright hun :) I understand. No worries.