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Time was just too long. Night hadn't come quick enough for Naihtil, and when it finally arrived she was bored and had no interest in the moon's glowing haze. Her black hair was no longer than her shoulders, and had an indigo gloss to it. Like usual she kept the straight and soft locks behind her ears, blue-gray eyes always watching everything around her. Stopping in the middle of a muddy street she looked around, realizing she was walking through a village. When did I come upon this? she thought with a blink.

The air was hot and thick, muggy almost. So when she took in a deep breath it seemed like she was drowning herself. Exhaling, Naihtil rubbed her eyes and continued on her solemn and bored walk, leather boots not making much of a sound while the metal chain on her leather collar alerted any beings around of her presence. It wasn't like she wanted to be seen. But when she had been damned with this thing, it was over. Whenever she would try to take it off, it would just shrink around her neck and well - she didn't exactly enjoy that feeling. A dog that was layout outside of a small house noticed her immediately and growled, baring its fangs and tucking its tail in close to its belly. Arching an eyebrow in amusement she decided to let it live and passed by. Oh yes, did I forget to mention she is a were-coyote? Yes well, now you know.

- Naihtil

Anonymous

Umeshiko had just woken up - yes, she stayed up all night and slept all day. Simply habit, because the night was so much cooler. And some how, it seemed to be much more interesting and the weather was usually better then during the day. Since she wasn't up at any time of the day she really didn't know if it had been or hadn't, she just knew the air was thick and it made her immediately thirsty. So, after getting a quick sip of some water she was up and about, scrambling out of the Inn happily, her short hair mussed from sleep. Tucked under her right arm was a metal board.

Tossing the board in a lazy fashion away from her, out into the road, she let it catch on air, leaping onto it, dipping with her weight while it moved off, quickly accelerating and lifting higher. And being a naturally curious and bored kid she powered herself towards the sound of a barking dog.. It was nearly to late until she saw someone. Okay, she hadn't been listening for a clinking chain, which became obviously evident when she finally did hear it.

Shrieking, drawing near to the werecoyote she had two choices - dodge her or jump. And Umeshiko panicked, forgetting to continue to use wind to power her the board failed and she went down with it. She landed, splayed out on the ground in front of the werecoyote, grayblue eyes hazey with her dizziness.

"..........Ah, Hello up there..." She said, trying to focus on the slightly similar person.

Why was there three of Naihtil?

Anonymous

Scratching the back of her head with a yawn, she eyed a barrel and considered sitting on it. But, before she could act, the sound of wind pushing behind her caught her attention. Turning only her head, Naihtil watched as a young girl floating through the air [or so she thought she was floating] was heading her way. Right before they probably would have collided, the youth dodged Naihtil but ended up losing her concentration and fell to the earth. Which, I would say, had been plotting against her.

Arching her eyebrows she squatted down next to her and sort of nodded her head. "Hello."

Anonymous


It took a moment or so for the other person's voice to register. She narrowed her eyes, only slightly, to obtain a better visual. She had blue hazed black hair, which appeared longer than her's, and blueish gray eyes. Sorta like Umeshiko. Only her own hair was short, and obviously quite mussed, especially now, which was black but across the top it seemed to be an almost blue, or purple type tint. She blinked her soft bluegray eyes, making sure her eyes were clear of dust.

"Uhm, sorry about that ^_^. Heh, didn't see you.. obviously, enough =D," she laughed softly and scootched herself up, running long fingers through her short hair.

"My name's Umeshiko. What's yours?" She asked, glancing at the ground she was sitting in. Definitly not that cleanest.

Oh! Where was her board? She scanned the immediate area and didn't see it, casting her eyes out further and then remembered she landed ON top of it, her eyes dropping quickly and drawing towards her. She reached a hand beneath her, lifting herself up on one hand and pulling the board out and glancing over it. Yeah, it was scratched, but it got the job done. It was durable - better than busted or bent.

Anonymous

A bat-winged ebony mare beat her wings gently and steadily, dancing just above the thick storm clouds. Anybody with an intellect more advanced then that of a ham sandwich would question her flight at this time of night - of course, she was perfectly adapted to do just that. Not only were her eyes especially light-sensitive, but her fur allowed her to blend in perfectly with the night sky. However, that doesn't mean she can't get lost.

Augusta dipped below the clouds just enough to be able to view the ground below her, and the sight she was met with was not a pleasant one - a town. But... that doesn't make any sense! She was still in the mountains only a few minutes ago! Well, as long as she's here, she might as well try something new. She wasn't adapted to eating meat at all, but she'd done it before, and she'll do it again. After all, humans - especially the wealthiest and most pampered ones - were probably remarkably delicious, or so she thought. Augusta's wings shifted into a pose similar to that of a diving hawk and she silently glided down towards the muddy ground of the village, her stomach rumbling in anticipation. This was going to be fun.

A loud, heavy "thump" sound could be heard at least half a block away as all 1800 pounds of the mare expanded her wings suddenly and landed with the subtlety of a flying brick, disturbing the sleep of at least 4 people in the nearby inn. She scanned her surroundings as soon as she raised her head up off the ground and the first thing she noticed was, quite apparently, a confrontation between a girl and... Something Augusta had never seen before on the other side of the building she had landed beside. Augusta snuck a little closer towards the two through the space between the tavern another building she, not surprisingly, couldn't quite identify. She began to wonder why she was stalking towards these two - she had nothing to fear other than them waking up the rest of the village and starting a cliched mob scene, and even then, she has wings for a reason. Or she could just eat them, either one.

Augusta unwisely trotted a little closer to the duo, no longer making any effort to keep the volume of her footsteps down. At this point, only one conscious thought occupied her mind:

What the crap is that dog thing?!
(Agh, sorry for the wait. I got a little too immersed there.)

Anonymous

She didn't care about the girl's name. Truthfully she hadn't planned on sticking around long enough to chit-chat. But, Naihtil was not rude so she offered a hand to help Umeshiko up and sighed, black hair falling over her shoulders as she stood. Her blue-gray eyes shimmered when the moonlight caught her attention. Something was above them. Hearing the loud reprocutions through the air,  Naihtil retracted her hand and looked in the direction of where the noise had come from.

Even though it was dark she could still she the outline of a large horse-like creature. Apathetic towards its curiousity she turned back around to the girl. "I am Naihtil."


[x_x sorry that it sucked]

Anonymous


(changing her eye color a bit ^_^)

Umeshiko hadn't been paying attention, once again. She hadn't registered anything,except the other girl's name, until she heard hooves. Which immediately, in her mind, clicked as the following: "Hooves. Animal. Pretty!" So, smiled at Naihtil, nodded in a hurried and eager fashion and spun on a heel. She saw the winged horse and blinked her gray hazed turquoise eyes. Blinking again she had the sudden sense that the horsey-thing wasn't too friendly, but curiously bold as it waltzed right up to them. So, she made the following caculations. Either it was friendly and human oriented, not simply an animal, or quite curious of something in their direction.

She brushed herself off, having nearly forgotten about it. She glanced at Naihtil, then back to the approaching winged animal. She let her fingers curl around the metal board, her wrist flexing slightly, as if ready to throw it. Tilting her head slightly she wondered what was going on.

"Huh.. Hmm.. Hello?" She said, towards the creature.

Well, she couldn't very well not say hello, now could she?

Anonymous

(Bahh, that wasn't bad at all. Not compared to what I'm about to post, anyways. XDD)
Augusta's ears perked as she stopped what she was doing and raised her bulky head at the sound of the humanoid's voices - the worldwide signal for "I hear you" - and the moonlight bounced off her bright red orbs, making them the most obvious of her features as they stared, wide open, at the werecoyote and the young girl. Well, this was a rather awkward situation, wasn't it? She had no real reason to reply to the young girl or not to eat either of them, but Augusta, while she tries to hide it, is a naturally social animal. Not to mention that she managed to get the werecoyote's name without even asking, and that's a bonus no matter who you are. Naihtil, huh? Yep, that creature was obviously not from around the parts Augusta lives - or, rather, used to live - in. Her name sounds too foreign.

Shifting her attention back to the girl, the nightmare replied telepathically with a sweet, simple...

<center>"Hello."<center>

Anonymous

Watching the girl's reaction she sighed and cleared her throat - not rudely but because she seemed to have gotten flem or something clogging her airway. Naihtil eyed the smooth leather-like wings and then caught sight of the blood-red eyes. Interesting. A sudden gust of wind pushed from behind the werecoyote. Her neatly tucked away hair was now become splayed in her face, vision distorted. With a huff she put the hair back behind her ears and cocked her head. Noticing that the animal had acknowledged them Naihtil yawned and then stared at her.

"Hello." She said, somewhat reluctantly.

Anonymous

Umeshiko considered her options, of simply leaving or prolonging this. She took note of the tone of Naihtil. Was it just her or did it sound a bit... Reluctant? She tilted her head, her short blue tinted hair falling across her gray turquoise eyes. A soft humming through her lips and then glancing between the winged beast or the strange girl she ran into. So! What was to do in this awkward situation since the conversation seemed to utterly and profoundly die, leaving a space of silence Umeshiko did all but cherish.

"So! How was everyone's day?" She asked brightly, tracing a finger along the metal board.

She tilted her head at them, blinking curiously. She couldn't help bouncing on the balls of her feet, the heels and just being restless. She liked moving and being still for too long caused her to grow, well, restless and obviously quite bored.

[horrible, i know]

Anonymous

The nightmare stared at the werecoyote and the girl inquisitively when all of a sudden, the image of the creature named "Naihtil", who was greeting her somewhat grudgingly, changed drastically. Augusta was no longer seeing an anthropomorphic dog creature, but instead, another female youth with black hair and pale blue eyes. This caused Augusta to jerk back in surprise, gasping lightly and raising her right foreleg reflexively, disturbing a deep claw wound on that side of her body from an earlier encounter with a predator. She only grunted in pain for a moment, as she had experienced much more severe agony than that and had gotten used to the feeling. WTF? But... that girl was a coyote a mere 10 seconds ago! Even shapeshifters can't change like that, atleast not the ones she'd seen. She slowly got her act back together and plopped her rear down on the ground gently but still harshly enough to cause somewhat of an impact, squinting at the coyote anthro/human girl as she put her feet back down against the ground and shook her wits back into herself. Augusta would brush it off [Note: I meant to say something else... it's on the tip of my tongue, but I just can't remember what it is. >___<] as delirium caused by the blood loss for now.

"I've seen worse," rung Augusta's disembodied voice as she glared at the now slightly reopened wound on her side as if she was speaking to a good friend. Gah, that damn thing was already attracting insects. Well, atleast it was a conversation starter. ...Wait, why is she glad about that?

Anonymous

How was everyone's day...? What the hell did the kid mean by that? Blinking she crooked an eyebrow but then shrugged. That was her answer. A simple shrug. Of course, when the horse-like thing spazzed out, Naihtil stepped back a bit and stared at it. Had something happened that she hadn't caught? Subtly looking around she didn't see anything amazing, and then looked back at the midnight horse. "Uh, sure."

Anonymous

Umeshiko's eyes caught the shrug, blinked, then watched Augusta's spazzmatic response. Sure, whatever. It didn't surprise the Wind User. Very little actually did so. She curbed her energy, hassling it and harrassing it to produce some conversation prodding questions. But it seemed everyone was rather reluctant to do a little tattling of their day. Of course it upset the girl - very slightly. Because she was board to witless ends. Now she contented herself with yawning, stretching and humming tunes without rythem or beat, even.

"What have you seen worse of? And.. horse...-y thinger, what's your name?" She blinked, not quite remembering the creatures name... or even if she had said it.

She was quite puzzled at the winged horse, wondering what in the world she fond quite amusing or entertaining at her side. What in the world was going on? She couldn't cultivate a simple answer on her own. All she could do was ask the others around her for questions.

Anonymous

"Oh, n-nothing..." stuttered Augusta, a little weak and now in obvious need of healing, although she didn't care enough about herself to admit it. Not only that, but she always underestimated the effect an open wound can have on a person. Shivering, beginning to sweat because of all the moisture in the air and shifting her feet nervously, the mare pondered what exactly she was going to do with these too. Eat them? No, she's already developed a thin attachment to them, and besides, she's too weak to do so at the moment. Make some new friends? Augusta had a hard time picturing herself with "friends", but she was in dire need of social activity, as she hadn't spoken to anybody in months and was beginning to go mad with loneliness. She'll take the second one, thank you. Hey, she didn't try to attack them! She must be improving! Wait, why is that improving?

Still flinching madly and examining the two young girls, Augusta's feeble mind slowly attempted to process what she was hearing. Her name? Let's see... fake name fake name fake name fake name... Abigail? Maybe Clari----What the---Oh, COME ON! Why the hell was she trying to come up with a false name? Giving them her real one wouldn't hurt, and besides, she technically doesn't have a name - Augusta is just what everybody referred to her as. A slight change of heart beginning to take place, Augusta sputtered out yet another wobbly response as her eyes twitched rapidly, surveying the area for any other signs of life. "I d-don't really have an official name, but m--most call me Augusta." Well... this was different. All of a sudden, she'd changed from her usual intimidating "Give me all your stuff or I'll bite your face off" demeanor to a much more wimpy and delicate one. Change for the better? Not from Augusta's point of view, it wasn't.
"And yuh-yours?"