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Tanis’ shoulder length black hair whipped about as the wind picked it up, tousling it into disarray. Pulling his left hand from its place in his pocket he combed through his hair, setting the strands back into a normal looking display. Staring out across the landscape he silently watched an eagle fly below him, its outstretched wings barely moving as it gracefully glided on air drafts. Its high pitched screech got no reaction out of the fallen angel when he passed the boys high perch. Standing on a cliff on the mountain side Tanis lifted his face to the wind and felt the soft breeze toss his hair into disarray again. This time he didn’t bother to fix it since he felt there would be no use, the wind would just whip it around again. Fiddling with something in his pocket he pulled it out and sat down, staring down at the black band of leather he now held. Without a word or so much as a groan he wrapped it around his neck tightly, obviously without choking himself, and tied it in the back. Allowing his pale hands to fall to his lap he stared at them, suddenly feeling ten times as miserable as he was moments ago. The eagle circled in the air before roosting above him. Its golden eye stared down on him like a statue. Again, no reaction came from the angel. Taranis simply looked up without smiling and scowled at the majestic bird. Tilting its chalked colored head it squawked before taking flight. Small pebbles fell down the mountainside and hit Tanis in the face. He simply blinked, instantly hiding his reaction from habit. Standing up he brushed himself off and picked his way down the trail he had followed to reach his little hideaway. Not a few feet from the perch his foot slipped on loose rock which sent him sliding down the trail until he caught himself on a jagged edge of rock protruding from the side. Gathering himself up he sat up first before standing back up and removing the now tattered black shirt. He almost smiled from his bad luck. The shirt had been one of his favorites, how ironic. Life was so cruel. Balling it up he carried it with him as he picked pebbles from his skin, frowning as whenever he had to dig one out with his nails. A muscle spasm on his shoulder blade shook a few loose but not enough to make a difference. Continuing to walk down the trail he walked slowly and picked his foot steps carefully. Once at the bottom he headed off to the forest where it was cool. The sun didn’t exactly agree with him very much.

Stepping into the dense underbrush he pulled a few branches out of the way before traveling deeper inside. Shadows concealed him for the most part even though his pale skin stuck out like a sore thumb. A few more steps and he stopped and leaned up against the nearest tree with his shoulder. Pulling the skin on his back closer to his eyesight he tried to dislodge a pebble that had embedded itself right in the middle of his back a few millimeters from his spine. It was in one of those spots where no matter what you tried you just couldn’t reach it. Reaching around with his hand in a different direction he was a mere space away from it. As clever as he was he was in no rush to get rid of his newest annoyance. Once it started hurting he looked at the tree and frowned. If he wasn’t going to look like an idiot and have a huge red spot on his back he’d use the tree to remove the pebble. But alas he tried again to reach around his side. Once his fingers touched the pebble he quickly pulled it out and felt satisfied with himself. Dropping the small stone he continued walking. Remembering that his hair had been tousled by the wind he straightened it again with his fingers. Now that there was no wind it was easier for him to keep his hair tidy without having to compete with an air current. Flicking his long bangs to the side with a slight jerk of his baby face he stared out into the endless row of trees and brush. It was even more depressing then his own mind. It was damp, a bit too cold, and every time he turned around a bush rustled behind him. A shiver ran through his body as a bird screeched from the canopy. Sighing he leaned up against an old oak and slid down onto one of the large roots coming up from the ground. Unfolding his shirt he examined the rips and tears. He would have to fix all of them if he planned on wearing this shirt again, and at the moment he felt like burning to burn off some pent up steam. Leaning away from oak he allowed his wings to appear and stretched them out. As cramped they were he had no trouble unfurling them without any pulling of the muscles. Leaning back again he closed his eyes and allowed his mind to wonder freely while still aware of his surroundings.

A soft rustle made one golden eye to pop open and look around before closing. An annoyed sigh passed his lips as he stood up and curled his wings back into hiding. Moving the bush that had rustled he stared into the eyes of a frozen squirrel. That was pathetic. To get up just find out a stupid squirrel was making a few noises as it searched for acorns and other nuts. When it occurred to the squirrel that he wasn’t dreaming he took off and ran up the oak tree. Tanis’ pale hand dropped the bush and he quickly walked away. Pushing through a tangle of vines he shook one off him, twitching at the thought of being captured by plants. Moving away he rubbed his arm as he still felt the gentle weight of the vine. Shaking it off he made a U turn and made his way back to the edge of the forest. A doe bounded away as he drew near, her fawn scrambling to its feet and racing after her. Watching as the deer moved away he ground his teeth, an old habit he had to break. Catching himself he moved on through the brush, every once in a while having to find a different route to get to the same path he had been following for the past fifteen minutes now. Rubbing his eyes he was careful not to disturb his black liner. Wiping away a spot of black on his finger he checked his cheeks before ducking under a low branch and shoving his hand into its accustom place in his pocket. A yawn escaped his lips before he could catch it. He can’t remember how long it’s been since he’s slept more then three hours. As the forest thinned out his pace quickened to a faster walk but nothing more. The rays touched lightly down on his pale skin causing him to look up at the sun just as the eagle circled above him. The screech it produced echoed through the valley. He felt like strapping the birds beak shut so it could make no sound.  When it finally flew away, after three more circles, he followed it with his troubled, golden eyes. Narrowing his gaze he stared after the bird even when it was gone from his view. Shaking his head he wandered aimlessly around in the lush grass, simply waiting for something to happen that would actually catch his attention.

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She had squatted in the bushes for some time now, her fingertips kneading the dirt slowly with an unneeded and intense concentration. Her lips had pulled into a thin line of determination, her fingers shifting the dirt away, working, working and digging at the dirt that surrounded a large, flat stone that jutted out awkwardly and sharply from the ground. She had stubbed her toe on it [since she had the bad habit of traipsing about without foot-ware] and was a little too curious about its actual size. It'd take forever - but she had forever and what seemed like more. It had taken her twenty-three years to acquire a break and she couldn't imagine how bored she found herself these days.

Lying more and more, wandering farther and farther, finding new places to investigate. She continuously found places, and she continuously lied to get to them - to places that held little more than any other place. With interests and curiosities as any other place, but at the end of the day, not interesting enough to gauge more reaction, more emotion, or more interest from her.

Devi hadn't realized she had begun to murmur things - soft and crooning to the rock itself. When she did realize it, she giggled, patting the rock with her small, dirty hands. A soft rustle, a little distance away, didn't catch much of her attention, her dog ears pricking upwards, curious at the sound, her head lifting slightly and then dropping back down, focused back on the rock. But yet, the sound was constant, consistent, as if something or someone was walking. Being crouched in the bushes she wasn't sure if they were aware of her.

Curiously, her head poked over the bushes, dog ears pricked upwards, leaning forwards, dark brown eyes studying the figure with an honest interest. Devi stood all the way up, brushing herself off, along with her hands. She rounded the bush, making a stumbling, shameless progress through the bushes. She wasn't hiding herself [or attempting too] nor was she making any threatening gestures.

"Halloo!" She sang out, giving a wave so vigorous it swayed her entire body, her tail wagging so furiously that her entire body quivered with its force. She was smiling brightly.

At first glance, being as dirty as she was, she appeared like a child. She had the rounded appearance, the short stature [only being five foot five], short black hair with an array of debris [sticks, twigs, leaves, etc.], scuffed feet, legs, cheeks and arms, scratch marks against her dark tanned skin. Even with the same, innocently childish, hopeful and honest eyes of any kid. The thing, however, that set her apparent from a normal child were the dog ears and tail, the slight claws, and slight canines. But, at a second glance, she was quite matured in some aspects, like a fully grown person who never quite lost their childhood.

"You okay?" She asked, her head cocked to the side, eyes shadowed vaguely with worry. He seemed... lost? She wasn't quite sure. Or maybe not. Maybe he was in the middle of a walk she disturbed. She hadn't seen any houses nearby - then again, she didn't really live here so it didn't quite matter what she saw or knew, but what existed.

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As he caught the sound of digging Tanis stopped in his tracks and listened for a few seconds, figuring it to be another squirrel or something of the like. Shrugging it off he continued his walk, slowly walking away from the sound. As he walked he didn’t notice that his pace was slowing as he dug deep into his thoughts. He would have to find something to do when he finally returned to town. Tanis also needed something to eat, so that was a main priority also. The angel had so much he needed to get done after his return. Silently he listed them and categorized them by need and then by want. He wanted a lot of things he couldn’t have so he quickly dismissed the want list. That only left a few things. Taranis wasn’t usually so organized but he had nothing else to do. Staring off into space, in his own little world, he hadn’t heard the greeting at first until it caused his entire world to crash down on him and become reality again. Turning around he stared at the childlike figure with a narrowed gaze. It was one thing to greet him, but to pull him out of his only happy place was totally different.

Glancing at her ears and tail he looked around before catching her question. Why should she care? She didn’t know him, nor did he know her. To be completely honest he had no idea what she was either. Taking a deep breath he managed to actually say some sort of greeting without being rude. �Hey.� It was quiet, he always was quiet, and he just hoped she had heard him. He didn’t answer her question at all, it was as if he had never heard her yet the words burned themselves into his memory no matter how much he tried to forget them. It wasn’t every day that some random stranger appeared out of nowhere and asked if he was okay. Not being the talkative type he stared blankly at her as he tried to figure out what she was. Maybe it was some virus, but she seemed perfectly healthy, so it couldn’t be a virus. If he said the ears and tail were fake he’d have to slap himself. The tail was moving without her shaking. Becoming frustrated he randomly spoke. �What exactly are you?� His outbursts were rare since frustration was something he rarely felt. The need to stretch his wings appeared to him before he could stop the habit of unfurling them. Having them cramped up like that and disappeared became painful after some time.

As they stretched out he paid no mind to them before curling the back up as quickly as possible. But he had to ask himself, why did he care if she saw his wings? He was a dark, or a fallen, angel and subconsciously proud to be so. A flicker of movement caught his eye before he looked back at the girl. Removing his hand from his pocket he quickly brushed his bangs from his eyes. Before he quickly replaced his hand he put his shirt over his other shoulder and stood there patiently. Patience was key when it came to meeting strangers. He didn’t want anybody else hating him now did he? He already had a hate fan club, or so he thought, and it was growing in number by the day. Sad really, but it was his life and he lived it without complaint.

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It was a vague hotness, an unpleasant and uncomfortable warmth clinging to her neck and arms, like the fresh, thin layer of dirt. Like most thoughts, other than her main focus of the moment, it was something faint, a whisper of a thought that formed at the back of her mind. She needed to find a river to take a bath in. Devi was absolutely certain she smelled - and for Tanis' sake she stayed a decent and comfortable distant from him, after all she didn't mind her smell [considering she smelled very much like a part of the woods with a vague dog-like smell].

Her ears twitched forwards, capable of hearing his quiet words without much more than that. Her dark eyes studied him with an honest openness - she observed and noted and took in. She had certainly never met anyone like him but it didn't discourage her. He was simply someone else out in the woods and while many other individuals just might find that a little strange and be wary of them, Devi didn't suffer from that same case of caution or any capabilities to judge things as 'normal' or 'strange'.

She stared down between her feet, brows drawing over her eyes for a moment before she took a few quick steps away, hoping over the area. Leaning up onto her tip-toes she craned her neck, staring back into the crash curiously before her attention shifted back to her primary interest.

Upon hearing the question she at first looked blank - like she didn't really know how to react before an amused, unoffended grin broke out across her lips. Her tail's wagging decreased as she stared up at him, looking quite amused with his question.

"A human," she told him rather matter-of-factly, not bothering to justify the statement with the fact she had an immortal entity inhabitating her currently. After all, no need to needlessly release things - not that it was much of a secret, but why go around blurting it out?

"And what're you?" She asked him with a childish, wide-eyed innocence. She decided the question was far game to ask him. No matter what someone looked like didn't necessarily mean they were that. She looked convincingly non-human and that's exactly what was true. She was sure the reverse and many variations thereof happened.

Slowly, her eyes drifted upwards, over the trees, dancing higher and higher to the clear sky. Her ear pricked and her head cocked, her nose moving in the similar fashion of a dog's.

"Smells like rain," she murmured, turning about in her spot slowly, scanning what part of the sky she could see. She hummed softly in her throat before ignoring it. Rain didn't bother her - it might bother him, but not her. It'd be rather convenient, what with her needing a bath and all.

"What's your name?" She asked, crouching down and leaning into the grass, parting it and scooping up a frog, lifting it up and studying it with the interest of a child and about as much affection as one might give a newborn. "Wanna hold the frog?" Devi thought it was only considerate to ask - afterall, what if he loved frogs and she didn't know? Although, she began to think more of the frog and the poor frog's position in it all. He probably didn't like being picked up out of the grass by gigantic gangly two-legged things. He probably thought she was going to eat him. If only there wasn't that language/animal barrier thing.

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Golden eyes watched her every movement. It wasn’t because he was cautious, more so he was curious. Curiosity was never a good thing, not for him anyway. Seeing a tree sway her waited for the breeze to mess his hair up again before fixing it once more. He was becoming agitated at the fact that he hadn’t predicted the windy day. Devi’s smile made him look warily at her before she spoke of her race. Tanis figured there was something behind her words but he didn’t try to figure it out. She was just full of questions wasn’t she? The simple question had actually caught him off guard and he thought about his answer before replying. How much should he tell her? Taranis decided to stick with the basics, not wanting to be pelt with questions about heaven or how he had gotten here. The last thing he wanted was for her to know that he had been rejected by God; that would be very bad. �An angel� As if to prove his point he released his ebony hued wings and let them settle comfortably behind him. Fixing a feather he turned back to her just as she looked above the trees and said something about rain. Another question, how many was she going to ask? �Tanis� He quickly went behind an emotionless mask as he looked at the other being. His golden eyes looked up at the sky as clouds started to slowly roll in toward them, rumbling quietly. A shuffle in the grass pulled his gaze from the sky to Devi and he watched quietly as she picked up a frog. Once her question had been spoken he sighed. �No� He tried not to speak in a rude way. After all she was being exceptionally polite to him, and that was a change. Shifting his position he stretched out a wing and began to shift feathers, fixing them as he ran his fingers through them. A feather came loose as he fixed one beside it. Picking it up from the ground he twirled it in his hand before putting it in a pouch that hung around his waist. Stretching them both out fully he curled them back up and they disappeared quickly.

A small drop of water hit his arm. Wiping it away another replaced it on his cheek. The drops became bigger as the cloud above them opened up. He was quickly soaked but didn’t seem to mind, it was just something else for him to do when he got back to town. Blowing out hot air he sat down, might as well not move since he’d get wet anyway. There was no shelter from the pouring rain so basically there was no use in moving. Fishing out a puzzle ring from his pocket he stared at it with hard eyes. It had taken him forever to finish it the first time. Since taking it apart again he was stumped on how to get it back together. Staring at the rings he went over possible combinations in his mind but nothing seemed to fit right. Clasping one ring to another he had to pull it apart again in order to get another ring clasped on. Fiddling with the rings he didn’t notice how wet he was actually getting. Sheets of water ran over his shoulders and trickled down his face. Pushing his wet bangs from his eyes he ignored the rain as he clasped a ring and tried to get another ring on without having to take the other off.

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[>< sorry about not posting. i kept forgetting and every time i remembered i was too tired to post XD]



Angel? Never heard of it. Wonder what it is? She thought, not bothering to hide her confused look at his answer. He showed her wings - so she supposed they were creatures with wings. In all Devi's life, she'd never met angels - she'd never even heard of them. She'd never known of God or other such things. At the sound of anything religious, Devi's brain immediately shut down into 'boredom' mode. People always said an obscene amount of weird things in the name of faith and gods. Devi had decided a long time ago when she first laid eyes on a few crazed fanatics that such things were beyond her comprehension. Although she at least partially understood a great deal. Just not the details.

Tanis. Then he went behind an emotional mask. She didn't give any indication, except for the slightest narrowing of her eyes, that she recognized it. However, she didn't quite understand why a mask was due simply because of his name. She wondered why a name would be a touchy subject, but then again, she figured it had nothing to do with her and therefore, if he went behind a mask, she shouldn't ask.

It did not rain. It poured. It was sudden how a few drops fell onto her face and arms and then the slightest pause, it seemed, before an onslaught of rain came down in wave after wave, driving towards them. Devi released the frog back into his hiding place as her arms shot out beside her, tilting back her head and clothing her eyes. An unofficial bath, was it not?

Her ears pressed against her head she peered through the rain towards Tanis. Curiously she traipsed through the grass towards him, kneeling a foot away from him, her arms hooked around her muscled legs. Devi rested her chin on her knees and watched what he was doing. He seemed rather concentrated and she felt she'd be a bother if she'd interrupt him. So she didn't. She just watched intensely, curious as to what those rings were and why he was playing with them. She was hardly aware that her tail was wagging slowly behind her.

And then the rain, as suddenly as it began, it stopped. Devi quickly looked up, springing to her feet and racing away a few feet to do a full-body shake, her head thrashing wildly before she studied the sky, waiting and waiting for it. And then she pointed to the sky, to a distant arch.

"Ahaa! A rainbow! A rainbow!" She announced delightedly, hopping onto her right foot and then the left. She wondered if Kanna could see it from their home. Devi hoped she could.

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Devi’s confused face was taken into slight consideration before he had set down to work on the rings. Maybe where God had placed him wasn’t the wisest of choices. He could have been put somewhere a near a church at least, but God hadn’t given him that choice. Of course he would angry with him but that didn’t mean he had to be so cruel as to deny him speech with his friends in Heaven, that was downright rude. Letting the thought go, so as not to give the sense of any emotion to Devi, he looked up at the sky as it continued to rain. Closing his eyes he went back to the rings, occasionally wiping away drops of rain as they slid down his face. As Devi moved around, releasing the frog and washing off the dirt that coated her body, Tanis couldn’t help but think of someone at home. Instantly his mind switched off and then back on, blanking him of every thought he just had. Looking up he saw Devi sitting in front of him. An uncomfortable feeling came over him. He usually kept a five foot space between himself and others unless the area was packed. Swallowing hard he fidgeted as he tried to concentrate on the rings. His hair hid the one side of his face as his heart pounded wildly, waiting for her to go away. Sliding the rings into his pocket he stood up as the sky broke, glad that she had run off again and farther from his personal ‘bubble’. Rubbing his hand down each arm he pressed water off his pale skin and watched as it hit the ground, splashing into small puddles. Devi’s exclamation about the rainbow pulled a small smile from his face. As quickly as it had come it disappeared but he didn’t go back into his emotionless mask. As she watched the rainbow he spoke quietly. �A rainbow is God’s way of saying sorry for the giant flood and drowning his children. That’s what they say at least.� The small smile came back as he looked up, half cursing God for the punishment he had given him and half thanking him for the beauty of his new world.

Looking over at Devi he studied her, still trying to figure out what she was. Having no luck he looked away at the forest. It’s shadows rippled under the suns glaring rays. Turning back toward Devi he grew curious. â€? I don’t believe you ever told me your name. I gave you mine, it’s customary for you to give yours. Isn’t it?â€? He had never studied up on Earth’s creatures and customs, why should he?  Tanis had no interest in mere humans. Besides he never actually came from Earth, he was born an angel and he would stay an angel, whether he was a fallen angel or a purified angel it didn’t matter.

OOC//: It's OK, I get like that sometimes, too. I totally undertsnad, take as much time as you need to post back ^^

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"Whose God? Who are 'his children'?" She asked, lifting onto her toes, stretching her face to the sun. She could feel the rays, pressing against her skin, warming her and drying the rain. She twirled in the sun, loving its pressing warm feeling. But still, she wondered who this 'God' was and who were his children. She had heard of him in passing - at least she thought she had. Familiar references with unfamiliar sources.

She paused, turning to face him. Her hands clasped in front of her childishly, staring up at him, looking a little shocked. "Oh! I'm really sorry, Tanis," she said sheepishly, rapping her knuckles against her head lightly and grinning up at him apologetically.

"I'm Devi. It's a pleasure to meet you," she told him in that same childish voice of hers that held the slightest bit of gravity - the slightest hint to her lingering adulthood. As playful as she was, and as childish as she acted, she was still twenty-three years old and despite her attempts to refuse it it was creeping up on her.

"Hm. What were all the way out here for anyway?" She asked him curiously, an dark brown, white tipped left ear perked towards him, her tail wagging behind her. She blinked and looked at her small feet before lifting her right one up, grabbing it and turning the sole up to her. It wasn't long before she began to lose her balance, hopping this way and that as she tried to pull out the tiny rock embedded in her heel and just as she got it and was about to yell her 'yay!' she tumbled to the ground and into the grass, followed by a fit of laughter.

She poked her head head up above the grass, picking the grass and twigs half-heartedly from her hair. Well, she pretty much figured she'd get dirty. Oh well.



[ooc: oh! thank you :3 same to you!]

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Tanis was surprised she didn’t know about God. A look of sheer shock and surprise crossed his face. How could she not know, didn’t these people have any sense at all? �God is the main Creator, he made everything and anything. If it wasn’t for God you wouldn’t be here. He’s kind of like … water. Without water you can’t have plants. Basically he’s the water, the sun, and the Earth itself. At least that’s what I believe. Whatever you believe is up to you. And his children are basically us and the animals.� Smiling he stood up and brushed himself off just as she apologized. Stopping he looked at her quickly before returning to brushing off all the dust and dirt from his black pants. Moving his bangs from his eyes he smiled quickly before it disappeared when she introduced herself. He listened to her voice, the subtle tone of adulthood. Inwardly he was surprised to figure out that she was older then him. By how many years he knew not of though. Looking away for a second, not bothering to answer her previous questions(he’d get to it), he calculated how old she could be before figuring it was none of his business. Gazing back at her he just caught a glimpse of her before he noticed she had fallen. His golden eyes widened a bit before he slowly walked over to her, stopping approximately two feet from her. Bending down he balanced on the balls of his feet while he watched her laugh. When she finally stopped he answered her question, figuring he might as well tell the whole truth and nothing but the truth. �I was getting away for a bit, you know out of town.� With that he glanced up and saw the eagle, narrowing his gaze as the eagle circled above him before leaving. If he ever got the chance he’d shoot that bird with an arrow, and his aim wasn’t bad at all. Tanis couldn’t believe God would watch him while he was on punishment, it was totally unbelievable. Sighing he fell back and sat down. Crossing his legs Indian Style he untied the black band from around his neck and pulled it through his fingers. �I hate being cooped up all day in a place with so many people, it gets to be annoying when you bump into someone every two seconds and they don’t care to sorry for once in their miserable lives�. Picking up a twig he wrapped the black band around it and watched as it floated in the wind, telling him the air currents direction. Unwrapping the leather band he tied it back around his neck and twirled the stick between his hands absently.

Tanis felt childish, sitting there and twirling a stick. With the back of his hand he rubbed his cheek as he tried to get the feeling of being wet off his skin. Pushing his bangs out of his eyes he looked over at Devi. Her dog ears and dog tail still bothered him. Humans don’t look like that. There was something she wasn’t telling him which was, of course, perfectly fine. He barely knew her and he had kept a few things to himself as well so what did it matter? Everybody had secrets that they would rather have kept to themselves at one time or another. Thinking about secrets brought a small smile to his lips. Some secrets were worth telling if they were good enough but most were personal, which were actually the best ones to tell. It was a plus if it was a personal secrets about one of your enemies or a friend who now hated you. Tanis was like that sometimes, spiteful to those who angered him in certain degrees. He loved to get to know some secrets always just in case of a major fight and if the friendship broke up. Waving away the current thoughts he threw the twig behind him and looked around, hands in his lap with his fingers entwined. His golden eyes fell on a squirrel. He remembered the squirrel in the woods and scowled before looked away. A rabbit rushed around behind him in the thick grass as it dashed for its safety hole. He didn’t actually see the rabbit he just heard it. Sighing he looked back over at Devi and wondered what she was thinking at the moment. Obviously it was none of his business but he always wondered what others thought. It would be perfect if he could read minds, but no God gave him poisonous blood that could kill if given in large doses. That made him a weapon of value. Which was, surprisingly, actually perfect because then he could keep his emo behavior when around people he didn’t know. If he went off and bragged about his blood people would be all over him in an instant to obtain it and that was one thing he just didn’t want.

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Devi paused at such thoughts- they sounded ridiculous. There was someone who made everything? Then again, it sounded.. almost right, but it was hard to believe. Then again, she supposed it didn't matter what she believed [just like Tanis said] considering it wasn't something that would change anything in her life. She bet Kanna knew who God was and all about him. Kanna always knew random things like that - she probably knew it a long time ago, too. But Devi was too busy to know or listen or understand -and then she got a little frustrated. There had been a time in her life when she had been TOO BUSY for her own damn sister. That was horrible -for that, she should be considered horrible. And then she realized she wasn't spending time with Kanna right at that moment, making up for lost time. Instead, she was making her sister worry about where she was and if she was okay. What a horrible person Devi was!

As he crouched down she sprawled in the grass, making a soft nest for herself, looking up to him from her spot of soft grass. And something hard that was pricking her in the back. She pondered on what it was -a rock? A twig? A bush? There were various things it could be. Maybe even something living. At that possibility she jumped up, looked, peered under her grass and her shoulders dropped slightly. She pulled out the bone and cocked her head at her, looking faintly sad. She pressed it to her cheek mournfully and looked around in the grass for the rest of the animal.

"I'm sure not everyone has a miserable life," she remarked, vaguely amused. "I love town," she commented as she dug with her hands furiously, clawing at the ground and dirt until she had effectively made a dirt. She placed the bone inside and rooted around the grass, finding few others and placing them next to the bone she pushed the dirt over it and packed it tight. "Sorry for laying on you," she murmured apologetically, wiping her hands down her frayed clothing, ignoring how much dirtier she was getting.

Devi didn't have secrets -at least nothing that could be used against her. Frequently, she had lied to Kanna. Actually, it was a daily occurrence when she was 'busy' and didn't want Kanna to worry about what she was doing. Back then, though, Devi always came home weary, exhausted and sick or injured in some way. But that was then and those lies were to protect Kanna - and Kanna had pretty much found out the truth in the end. But thanks to Devi's skill, she had remained one step ahead of her smart little sister and kept her at bay. By the time Kanna had figured it out and managed to uncover the truth whatever Devi was hiding had already been done. There was nothing that Kanna could do and while it killed her, and killed Devi to see Kanna like that, Devi had felt she had done the right thing. While she hated herself for making her sister so pained and worried she also knew she didn't regret doing what she did. What was the point of regretting anyway? Live so you didn't have to regret. Live so you could live with yourself. That was Devi's motto.

"I should bring Kanna here. She'd probably like it," Devi said thoughtfully, peering around herself before she fell onto her side, wriggling and rolling in the grass. "Do you like it out here?" She asked Tanis, lifting her head up to look at him.

Decidedly, Devi started gnawing on a blade of grass, her tail wagging in long sweeps, one ear turned towards Tanis, focused intently, the other roving, listening constantly for anything peculiar or anything of some interest.