All times are UTC - 5 hours [ DST ]




Post new topic Reply to topic  [ 155 posts ]  Go to page 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 ... 8  Next
Author Message
PostPosted: Wed May 18, 2011 12:07 am 

Joined: Fri Nov 19, 2010 2:24 pm
Posts: 664
Blog: View Blog (0)

Offline
(Reposting this part for reference)

One's name is Jolta Feathealt, blond/male, banished god of weather(on land).
He has a fox form that looks like Jolteon.

http://images2.fanpop.com/images/photos ... 27-887.jpg (yes he does have a pet cobra but athren usually takes it to play and scare people with)

http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2011/ ... 3eoed2.jpg

Age:Infinite but not immortal (can still die by weapons and what not but their age does not run out)

Hobby:Assassinations and Fires. Also loves reading and is quite a fine artist. Is very intellectual and laid-back, takes things in stride, though he does sometimes loose his temper.


Then there's his brother Athren Kiarren Eron-dallen, banished god of weather(over the oceans).

https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-j8SL ... 4bx450.jpg

http://i191.photobucket.com/albums/z65/ ... poreon.png


Age:Infinite.

Hobby:Playing with venomous snakes...Loves to compete, and often makes bets that he couldn't logically win. Patience? What is that...? Go to hell!

Caution: Enjoys baths...to much...good luck getting him out.


Athren was the main cause of the banishment. He enjoys torture, hunting, and definitely killing humans. It wasn't that he hated them, he just figured there were plenty of extras...
The boy has pitch black hair and a very hot personality, gets angry easily and is very dangerous when he's out on his own.
That, however, is where Jolta comes in.

Jolt is a blond haired young man a bit shorter then Athren by an inch or two. He has a mop of dusty blond hair that wraps around in to a long but thin ponytail.

Jolta has a very calm personality but can also loose his temper if not listened to. He keeps his voice quiet while Athren enjoys screaming...it's almost like the two clash so much that they sort of meld in to one being. If Athren started to get out of hand all Jolta usually has to do is step in and block his path. Though that doesn't technically work allll the time.


-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"God. Damn. You. God!!" A very loud, VERY angry voice shouted throughout the forest, causing several different animals to run and hide, bolting from their normally quiet and tedious daily routines for the safety and shelter of their homes.
Within only a few seconds the forest was quiet except for the sarcastic sigh which followed the ridiculously, overly, loud, scream.

"Must you voice your opinion so voicedly...?" It was wayyyy to close to sundown to be screaming in the middle of such a ridiculously dense forest.

Athren growled at Jolta who just rolled his eyes at the other, receiving a leer in response...which was then returned with a tongue being stuck out of the blond's mouth.

"Tch! Your such a goody-goody, Jolta."

Jolt chuckled and jumped over a rather large root sticking out of the base near a huge spruce tree.
"I am? Don't you remember that I'm your partner in crime?"

Athren laughed outwardly as he ducked under several vines that seemed to have been weaved by something, though he took no notice.

"Right...you killed like what, five people? I think I've got you beat at five thousand."

"Mine count more..." Jolt replied, shifting to his canine form to duck under several more woven branches before he reappeared as his human form.

"How so???" Athren grumbled as he did the same as Jolt, reverting in to a small blue aquatic looking fox and ducking under several branches.

"Torture brings more merit then outright killing...I kept my victims alive for the same amount of time it took you to kill that many people...and they were hurting the entire time..."

Athren just grunted, his palm resting on one of his two swords, playing with the hilt.

"Hey...Jolty....do you even know where we're going....?"


"....nope."


Share on FacebookShare on TwitterShare on RedditShare on VKShare on TumblrShare on Google+Share on MySpace
Top
 Profile  
Reply with quote  
PostPosted: Wed May 18, 2011 1:49 am 
User avatar

Joined: Thu Mar 17, 2011 12:35 am
Posts: 450
Location: Bottom of the Barrel
Blog: View Blog (0)

Offline
A peaceful and still pond lay just within earshot of the two men's conversation. There was a single white bird gluided along the clear waters. It turned its head to see who was coming, but couldn't spy the owners of the voices. The bird's eyes narrowed as she listened to the men exchange words. Apparently they were aimless wanderers journeying through the forest. One for each of them.

The next question was, did she tell her sister first, or lead them to their doom? Lilliana thought the latter would be more special. Sophia hadn't gotten to have any fun lately and this would make a lovely surprise. Swiftly, the bird swam ashore and opened it's wings wide and threw back her long neck. Her physical form was lovely; thin and pale with long white-blonde hair and dark eyes with sharp reflections. She was naked and went to retrieve her cloak from a low hanging branch when she finally spotted them coming over the ridge.

They were god-like in beauty and moved with strong grace despite the various roots and branches. There was even a blonde; Sophia loved blondes, she'd be so pleased to watch something so beautiful die in her arms. As they appeared, Lilliana put on her best smile and loosely draped the cloak over her wet flesh.

_________________
Image


Share on FacebookShare on TwitterShare on RedditShare on VKShare on TumblrShare on Google+Share on MySpace
Top
 Profile  
Reply with quote  
PostPosted: Wed May 18, 2011 1:51 am 
User avatar

Joined: Thu Mar 17, 2011 12:35 am
Posts: 450
Location: Bottom of the Barrel
Blog: View Blog (0)

Offline
A peaceful and still pond lay just within earshot of the two men's conversation. There was a single white bird gluided along the clear waters. It turned its head to see who was coming, but couldn't spy the owners of the voices. The bird's eyes narrowed as she listened to the men exchange words. Apparently they were aimless wanderers journeying through the forest. One for each of them.

The next question was, did she tell her sister first, or lead them to their doom? Lilliana thought the latter would be more special. Sophia hadn't gotten to have any fun lately and this would make a lovely surprise. Swiftly, the bird swam ashore and opened it's wings wide and threw back her long neck. Her physical form was lovely; thin and pale with long white-blonde hair and dark eyes with sharp reflections. She was naked and went to retrieve her cloak from a low hanging branch when she finally spotted them coming over the ridge.

They were god-like in beauty and moved with strong grace despite the various roots and branches. There was even a blonde; Sophia loved blondes, she'd be so pleased to watch something so beautiful die in her arms. As they appeared, Lilliana put on her best smile and loosely draped the cloak over her wet flesh.

_________________
Image


Share on FacebookShare on TwitterShare on RedditShare on VKShare on TumblrShare on Google+Share on MySpace
Top
 Profile  
Reply with quote  
PostPosted: Wed May 18, 2011 1:58 am 

Joined: Fri Nov 19, 2010 2:24 pm
Posts: 664
Blog: View Blog (0)

Offline
Jolta halted for a moment, reaching an arm out to block Athren from passing him.

The oceanic god's eyes glared over at the elder, questioning Jolt's silence and stillness.

"There is water nearby...along with...a human?...Some sort of animal walking on two legs at least..."

Athren grinned and pressed past his brother, emerging through several thick trees to be the first to lay eyes upon Lilliana. His eyes widened slightly as a smirk spread across his mouth.
"Not baddd..." He purred, stepping forward automatically.

Jolta had just ducked under the last branch as Athren started walking towards the young girl...but he wasn't so easy to fool as his younger twin.
"Stop."

Athren did, instantly. Then he growled a little and turned, staring at his brother baring his teeth. "I found her first, go get your own!"

Jolta shook his head, sighing as he slowly walked towards them. "There is something incorrect about this place...I do not know what....but there is...I can sense it."

"I'm sure you can sense a lot of things wrong with the world Oh god of Thunder...dink."

Jolta rolled his eyes and stepped over to the young girl, staring down at her with a slightly raised eyebrow.
"What...by chance...are you doing so deep within a forest such as this...?"


Share on FacebookShare on TwitterShare on RedditShare on VKShare on TumblrShare on Google+Share on MySpace
Top
 Profile  
Reply with quote  
PostPosted: Wed May 18, 2011 2:09 am 
User avatar

Joined: Thu Mar 17, 2011 12:35 am
Posts: 450
Location: Bottom of the Barrel
Blog: View Blog (0)

Offline
Like magick, Lilliana summoned a blush to her "maidenly" cheek. "You come upon my bathing and proceed to question me so harshly? A terrible man you are, certainly no gentleman. My sister and I live rather nearby, if you must know."

There was something odd about the two of them; the had power, and didn't seem as though they were worried about being alone in the woods. Perhaps she could use their confidence to her advantage. These men might escort her home by their code of conduct and there, she would have them.

_________________
Image


Share on FacebookShare on TwitterShare on RedditShare on VKShare on TumblrShare on Google+Share on MySpace
Top
 Profile  
Reply with quote  
PostPosted: Wed May 18, 2011 2:18 am 

Joined: Fri Nov 19, 2010 2:24 pm
Posts: 664
Blog: View Blog (0)

Offline
Jolta's hair started to lift ever-so-slightly. Athren instantly caught the vibrations that started and turned, literally hugging Jolt as he chuckled playfully, staring at the young girl as he kissed his brother on the cheek.
"You got Jolty madddd!" It was a rather hard thing to do...but insulting his morals was definitely a good way to do it.
...and Athren's little show of affection definitely didn't help slow the process down.

There was a slight surge in the air, then a static of electricity emerged from Jolta's form, causing him to glow and his robes to buzz with power.
Athren, smartly, jumped back just in time to save himself some damage. He shifted in to his water-fox form and bolted for the water playfully, splashing in the cold water until Jolt raised a finger to him, aiming to zap the entire pond...then Athren vanished beneath the surface.

"Tch...useless troublemaker..." Jolt mumbled as his hair slowly lowered, his anger swiftly forgotten after trying to take it out on Athren.

"Do not insult my requests...I only asked why you were here, not for a rebuttal...be on your way if you live nearby...Athren is not one to play nice if he finds attraction to a human..."


Share on FacebookShare on TwitterShare on RedditShare on VKShare on TumblrShare on Google+Share on MySpace
Top
 Profile  
Reply with quote  
PostPosted: Wed May 18, 2011 2:26 am 
User avatar

Joined: Thu Mar 17, 2011 12:35 am
Posts: 450
Location: Bottom of the Barrel
Blog: View Blog (0)

Offline
The jolt of electro-static energy had foud its way inside her, causing her to become a little more excited. These men weren't ordinary fellows, and wouldn't make easy game. She wished her sister were here to tell her what to do next. "I apologize..." She began slowly, weighing her words hopefully.

She looked from the water to the man upon the land with a little mixture of fear and arousal. "Please, you must come and meet my sister, we will make you something delicious to apologize further for my rudeness." Although she didn't feel that she was the one who had been rude, Lilliana was willing to say anything by this point to get them to come home. They struck her as powerful beings, a real challange and a glorious conquest. "She is older than I and would know better how to service you."

_________________
Image


Share on FacebookShare on TwitterShare on RedditShare on VKShare on TumblrShare on Google+Share on MySpace
Top
 Profile  
Reply with quote  
PostPosted: Wed May 18, 2011 2:37 am 

Joined: Fri Nov 19, 2010 2:24 pm
Posts: 664
Blog: View Blog (0)

Offline
Jolta smiled at her appology. There was no sign of the anger he'd previously held. The boy was normally the calmer of the two and actually had the best manners.
At her mention of food his stomach decided to voice it's opinion on the matter, causing his arm to lift and press against his clothing.

At the same time a splashing was heard from behind the female, then Athren was suddenly there, soaking wet. His hair was plasters around his face, his left arm wrapped around the tiny female as grinned over at Jolta.

"Let's go with herrr, I'm starvinggg."

"You're always hungry..." Jolta mumbled just to argue.

"Yup!"

Jolt rolled his eyes but left the conversation.
"Fine...lead the way young lady..."

Athren released her, though the top of her cloak was now soaking wet, but hey, he didn't kill her so it was totally a good day so far for her.


Share on FacebookShare on TwitterShare on RedditShare on VKShare on TumblrShare on Google+Share on MySpace
Top
 Profile  
Reply with quote  
PostPosted: Wed May 18, 2011 2:58 am 
User avatar

Joined: Thu Mar 17, 2011 12:35 am
Posts: 450
Location: Bottom of the Barrel
Blog: View Blog (0)

Offline
"Excellant, my sister will be so pleased. We very seldomly get company." Her breath was a little quavery having had the arm of an attractive man wrapped around her, and it didn't help that he was soaking wet either. "Oh, my head is lost- My name is Lilliana, Lilliana Destrade. A pleasure to meet you sirs." She adjusted the clingy damp cloak into a slight bow and turned to lead them to her and her sister's cottage.

Frantically, Lilliana thought about what to say to her sister when she entered so as not to give the wrong impression. Sophia had not seen what she had, she might think that they are mere hunters or something of the like. Then again, Sophia was older and admittedly could sense things like this better. What would she do? Would she be as excited as Lilliana?

The group came to the crest of a hillock and could see a very small wood and stone cottage at its foot. There were three clear patches of cultivated earth in distinct areas bordering it. Sophia was digging in one of them when they arrived. She wore her navy cotton cloak over her face to keep the sun from her eyes. Her head turned when she heard the grass rustle above her. Her sister had brought things to play with; how lovely! Although she wished she'd been informed. Her little sister could be so impetuous.

"Hello," Sophia greeted courtiously, making the same small bow her sister had only moments ago. "Welcom gentleman, to our home." She shifted the basket of vegetables and strange plants in her arms and glanced at her sister and smiled. "I hope my Lilliana wasn't too much of a bother, she's quite young yet and she often lets herself be subject to... emotion. I am Sophia Destrade, won't you come in?"

Both the girls ushered them into the house; a cozy little place that used to belong to a huntsman and his dogs. The huntsman suddenly dissappeared one afternoon, but no one really noticed because of his solitary ways. Now it was a home for two young girls with need of a cellar.

"Sister Sophia," Lilliana mewed. "These gentleman are quite hungry and I'm sure they would love some tea. Would you make your special tea for them?" This was code, a bit more vague than Sophia would have liked, but she could tell her sister was on to something more than the usual drug-n-drop.

"I have many fine teas, which do you mean?" She hoped Lilliana could find a covert way to describe what she wanted her to do, because she could feel something about these men that suggested they were a bit more resiliant than her usual catch.

"You know, the really REALLY tastey one with the special honey flowers. And I'm not sure what they would like to eat. Perhaps you should ask and I'll get wood for the stove." More code, meaning she was going to get wood AND prepare the cellar.

"A wonderful idea." She turned to the pair before her, brushing the long blonde hair from her face. "What would suit your appetites this afternoon?"

_________________
Image


Share on FacebookShare on TwitterShare on RedditShare on VKShare on TumblrShare on Google+Share on MySpace
Top
 Profile  
Reply with quote  
PostPosted: Wed May 18, 2011 3:13 am 

Joined: Fri Nov 19, 2010 2:24 pm
Posts: 664
Blog: View Blog (0)

Offline
The two young banished gods followed quietly, taking in the sites as they journeyed a short-ways through the jungle.
It wasn't to long until they came across a large field-type area, an inviting stone cottage placed right in the middle of it.
Athren saw the young woman tending one of the gardens by the house and he smirked. One for him, one for Jolta...though the blond hardly ever indulged his 'needs'.

The younger of the two followed the young girl towards her home while Jolta remained frozen in place atop the hill.
He sensed something very, very, wrong here. It was to peaceful for the sense of death he got from the area...but there was no evidence anywhere, and the females seemed guanine humans...or at least they smelled like such.
It took Jolt several minutes to get his feet moving. Fear wasn't something he was used to smelling. It didn't bother him much, but it was a warning, and he always heeded them.

Athren was in the door minutes before Jolta got there but he waited until his brother stepped inside before he sat down, respect for the elder twin showing for once.
However...Jolt didn't sit...the sense was stronger...much stronger. It almost had him fidgeting.

At the young girl's words he turned quickly, his gold eyes settling on the older sister.
His face was stern, full of inquiry and questions...distrust.
But his brother didn't seem to pick up anything, instead he just grinned and said. "Meats!"

(Gonna go to bed, I'll reply tomorrow if you decide to post)


Share on FacebookShare on TwitterShare on RedditShare on VKShare on TumblrShare on Google+Share on MySpace
Top
 Profile  
Reply with quote  
PostPosted: Wed May 18, 2011 3:37 am 
User avatar

Joined: Thu Mar 17, 2011 12:35 am
Posts: 450
Location: Bottom of the Barrel
Blog: View Blog (0)

Offline
(Alrighty, goodnight.)

Sophia looked to the younger man standing in the doorway and her eyes filled with suspicious curiosity. "Is something the matter sir? Wouldn't you like to have something to eat as well?" She gestured to a chair at the table accross from his brother. There were only two chairs. "Is there anything you'd like to eat? Besides meat I mean."

Meanwhile, Lilliana was in the cellar preparing it for what she hoped would be an enjoyable evening. A large pile of straw in an enourmous burlap bag was on the floor. She covered it with a cool cotton sheet and a quilt. A series of stakes had already been hammered into the wall for the dogs in the wintertime. It was all a matter of tying ropes to them and to those whom needed binding. She hoped it wouldn't come to that. But in case it did, there was also a cattle-whip displayed on the wall near the makeshift cushion. On the other side of the cellar were preserves in jars. Set up very carefully so that one who entered the cellar might see them first and think nothing of the rest.

She returned to the surface and collected chopped wood from behind the house in a bin by the second garden. She came to the front door and noticed a that the younger man hadn't been made comfertable. Again, she reminded herself that this would not be easy. "Have you decided what to make yet Sister Sophia?"

"Yes, would you go and get one of the boxes of cured beef from the cellar please. Along with the ingredients for my tea." Although Sophia knew that Lilliana had just come from the cellar, she couldn't allude to that.

_________________
Image


Share on FacebookShare on TwitterShare on RedditShare on VKShare on TumblrShare on Google+Share on MySpace
Top
 Profile  
Reply with quote  
PostPosted: Wed May 18, 2011 12:21 pm 

Joined: Fri Nov 19, 2010 2:24 pm
Posts: 664
Blog: View Blog (0)

Offline
Jolta was busy glancing around the small building to notice he'd been talked to. His eyes were tracing every surface...every crevice....looking for something 'off'.
"He doesn't trust people very well." Athren replied for him as he leaned back in his chair and yawned, showing small fangs from his fox form.

"He probably won't eat or drink anything, even if he's hungry, anything else is fine for me though."
The younger brother's eyes moved to Jolt just as his form sank and became a golden and white tinged fox.
The little creature shook it's fur out, sending a spark of electricity to raise the soft hairs all the way from it's head to it's tail. The sound that accompanied it would be consistent of static electricity.
Then the little creature was padding over to Athren and hopping up on his lap, curling up in to a little ball before tucking his head between his paws and closing his eyes.
Jolta definitely wasn't asleep, but it was easier to focus when people didn't think of you as a threat. His ears were against his head, but that definitely didn't mean he wasn't listening...


Share on FacebookShare on TwitterShare on RedditShare on VKShare on TumblrShare on Google+Share on MySpace
Top
 Profile  
Reply with quote  
PostPosted: Wed May 18, 2011 12:46 pm 
User avatar

Joined: Thu Mar 17, 2011 12:35 am
Posts: 450
Location: Bottom of the Barrel
Blog: View Blog (0)

Offline
The pair of girls looked longingly at the fangs that protruded from Athren, but became almost ecstatic when they saw the transformation of Jolt. Composing herself the quickest, She summoned her sister to her side and announced that the was going to help her get things from the cellar and then get vegetables from the garden.

Sophia practically dragged her sister down the stairs and into the furthest part of the cellar to speak in a harsh whisper. "They aren't mortals." She told Lilliana bluntly. "Traditional methods won't work on them. However, we could still try the ambrosia tea. It could be very dangerous, but it's probably our only chance."

"Not mortal?" Lilliana was on air and breathing sparingly. "You mean I could make lve to a god?" She squeeled.

"You won't make love to anything if you don't shut up." Sophia began to gather ingredients from the shelves, including her special Meade for the ambrosia tea. "Help me take this stuff upstairs. If that little one suspects anything we'll have to work quick."

Lilliana picked up the box of cured beef, heavy with salt and meat and put two jars on top; one of dillsprig and the other contained a strange collection of roots. They returned upstairs, but Sophia only put her things down and went out to the garden. Cabbadge, potato and carrots where her spoils and she re-entered the house with them promptly.

Lilliana had already set to work making the broth and had began boiling the meat to reintroduce the moisture and take away some of that salty taste. She chopped the vegetables thrown at her by her sister with the skill of someone practiced with a knife. Soon enough, the stew was finished and only needed to simmer. Meanwhile, Sophia had been preparing the tea and had added just enough of each ingredient for four people, even though it was meant for only two.


(Ambrosia Tea is basically a high-power combination of aphrodesiac and disinhibitory... like booze with a kick of tea. The more you have your characters drink, if any, the more aroused and dizzy they get.)

_________________
Image


Share on FacebookShare on TwitterShare on RedditShare on VKShare on TumblrShare on Google+Share on MySpace
Top
 Profile  
Reply with quote  
PostPosted: Wed May 18, 2011 12:56 pm 

Joined: Fri Nov 19, 2010 2:24 pm
Posts: 664
Blog: View Blog (0)

Offline
The girls made a wise decision going in to the cellar to talk. It was just out of Jolta's hearing range, though he considered following them...
As the girl's came back up he slid under the table, out of view, and Athren scooted in, taking the hint that Jolt wanted him to pretend that he was still on his lap.

Jolta waited until the older girl had gone out, leaving her sister to tend to the food as Athren reclined at the table...which gave him the opportunity to run down the cellar stairs and vanish below.
His ears instantly perked up, along with his sense of smell and inquiry. A small bracelet on his left from paw started to make a humming sound, vibrating slightly against his wrist. It was a warning, but it was a very vague device...it helped humans more then gods, for it was taken from a shaman he'd killed several years ago.

The boy's eyes wandered over several things, most seeming normal. He noted the whip and the large sac of straw, but perhaps that was just for sleeping, the whip, he could tell, was for the animal scents he smelled in the room...though they have long since been here.

The little fox's tail tip twitched with interest as he walked around, not really minding that he was trespassing, he was a god.


Share on FacebookShare on TwitterShare on RedditShare on VKShare on TumblrShare on Google+Share on MySpace
Top
 Profile  
Reply with quote  
PostPosted: Wed May 18, 2011 1:32 pm 
User avatar

Joined: Thu Mar 17, 2011 12:35 am
Posts: 450
Location: Bottom of the Barrel
Blog: View Blog (0)

Offline
On her return outside, Sophia noticed the cellar door was still open. Internally, she scolded herself for allowing it to just hang open like that. If someone wondered down there... She slammed and loosely bolted the door, hopefully persuading people to stay away while keeping it easily accessable for when the time came.

Inside, the food was nearly done, and the delicious aroma of beef stew and honnied tea filled the cottage and mixed with the natural perfume of the area. "Where is your little friend?" Sophia questioned as Lilliana dished out the soup into a few wooden bowls. "Is he sure that he wouldn't like something to eat, or at least some tea?"

By this point, Sophia was rather concerned that one of them might not drink the rew, which would make things far too complicated. Lilliana on the other hand wasn't thinking about much of anything beyond what it would be like to have an immortal in her grasp. She wasn't keen on killing this one, if it could be done that is. She just wanted to have one.

_________________
Image


Share on FacebookShare on TwitterShare on RedditShare on VKShare on TumblrShare on Google+Share on MySpace
Top
 Profile  
Reply with quote  
PostPosted: Wed May 18, 2011 1:41 pm 

Joined: Fri Nov 19, 2010 2:24 pm
Posts: 664
Blog: View Blog (0)

Offline
Jolta jumped slightly at the sound of the cellar door slamming above him. It was suddenly pitch black in the large room but after a moment sparks flew started to jump around on his fur, then a constant surge enveloped the little animal, bringing light back to a small portion of the room, fixating on swirling around him.

He had heard the lock, which meant he was slightly stuck inside...however...

Outside the sky started to cloud over...fast.
Within only seconds raindrops were hitting the farmland around the cottage...but not a drop touched the building. It was a symbol to Athren, who turned his head just in time to see through the door...it meant trapped. That was it, no descriptions of where, when, just...trapped.

Athren's eyes suddenly turned cold, finding the two females in the kitchen-like area as he rose from his seat.
To her question he smirked.
"Don't know...but wherever he is...he's not happy about it."
With that Athren ducked out in to the rain, enjoying the cold drops of rain as they trickled over his body. He started walking towards the forest, unsure of where Jolta had meandered off to...he would definitely be back when he figured that his brother was still within the home...but for now...he was gone.

Jolt on the other hand was running out of power. The faint glow from his fur had become dimmer and dimmer as he sat in the darkness. He hadn't eaten in a week, since they'd been banished and wondering around in the forest...unsure of what was actually edible.

The little fox paced slightly, his eyes trained on the cellar door as his dim glow finally started to give way...leaving him in pitch-blackness as he sensed his younger brother getting further and further away.


Share on FacebookShare on TwitterShare on RedditShare on VKShare on TumblrShare on Google+Share on MySpace
Top
 Profile  
Reply with quote  
PostPosted: Wed May 18, 2011 2:33 pm 
User avatar

Joined: Thu Mar 17, 2011 12:35 am
Posts: 450
Location: Bottom of the Barrel
Blog: View Blog (0)

Offline
Sophia could recall now why the door had remained open. She had forgotten the willow bark for the tea. A little thing she always added to counteract the headache from the meade. The rain felt lovely on her skin when she passed from under the room to beneath the sky. She rounded the corner and unlocked the cellar and flung the door open. A little cry exploded from her when she looked down the stairs and saw the slightly luminous fox at the bottom of them. What had he seen? What had he suspected? How did he get down there without her knowing?

Hearing the cry, Lilliana came running from the house and looked into the darkness of the underground. She too let out a little yelp, but was more proactive and dashed down the steep steps to fetch the fox. "Poor thin! You were almost stuck down there all night!" A little jolt of static zapped her when she tried to touch him, but it was there and gone the next attempt. She picked him up and wrapped him in what she could of her cloak and turned upstairs. "Nicely done sister-dear." She hissed.

(let me know if you don't want him to be able to be picked up. I can change it to suit whatever.)

_________________
Image


Share on FacebookShare on TwitterShare on RedditShare on VKShare on TumblrShare on Google+Share on MySpace
Top
 Profile  
Reply with quote  
PostPosted: Wed May 18, 2011 2:39 pm 

Joined: Fri Nov 19, 2010 2:24 pm
Posts: 664
Blog: View Blog (0)

Offline
Jolta was not one for being touched, or picked up, but his energy was so low that he couldn't really put up much of a fight...and he wanted to save his strength to fight in human form, where he had a much bigger advantage, literally.

His little canine form snuggled in to her clothing as he let her carry him up and out of the cold cellar. The second he was above ground the weather ceased. Signaling to Athren that everything was back to normal.
Which in turn caused his brother to turn around and head back towards the house...except he was a decent ways away and would take several minutes to get back.


Share on FacebookShare on TwitterShare on RedditShare on VKShare on TumblrShare on Google+Share on MySpace
Top
 Profile  
Reply with quote  
PostPosted: Wed May 18, 2011 2:46 pm 
User avatar

Joined: Thu Mar 17, 2011 12:35 am
Posts: 450
Location: Bottom of the Barrel
Blog: View Blog (0)

Offline
Sophia filled a bowl with hot tea and put it on the table next to a dish already filled with beef stew. Lilliana set the fox on the table near the two bowls and scratched him behind the ear before stepping into the next room where she and her sister slept.

Sophia sat in the chair furthest from him at the table and put her elbows on the wood. "I'm so sorry you got stuck down there, but I didn't know you were in the cellar... why were you in the cellar?" She didn't sound as though she was interrogating him, but she did want answers as soon as he was willing to give them. She figured he might be more willing to speak more when he was well-fed and worm

_________________
Image


Share on FacebookShare on TwitterShare on RedditShare on VKShare on TumblrShare on Google+Share on MySpace
Top
 Profile  
Reply with quote  
PostPosted: Wed May 18, 2011 2:55 pm 

Joined: Fri Nov 19, 2010 2:24 pm
Posts: 664
Blog: View Blog (0)

Offline
Jolta went straight to the stew, lapping up the hot liquid eagerly as his jaws grabbed at pieces of meat. He wasn't ravenous by any means, just obviously extremely hungry.

After a few moments Athren joined him as he came in through the door in fox form, except he looked to have more the features of a fish then a true fox. His furred tail ended in a fluke, while frills surrounded his canine face, pulling back like his ears to rest against his neck, almost looking like a fancy collar.

Both foxes ate at the bowl of stew, but neither touched the tea until after it was gone...and only Athren.
The little fox drank the entire contents eagerly, finally glad that he had a full belly of something yummy. There were no immediate effects from the drink but both foxes seemed to yawn at the same time as they lay on the table, then curled up together in to a ying-yang type circle, their head's resting on each others' shoulders.

Jolta would have answered the girl but obviously he wasn't able to change back to his human form yet...as soon as the food started digesting he should be able to revert.


Share on FacebookShare on TwitterShare on RedditShare on VKShare on TumblrShare on Google+Share on MySpace
Top
 Profile  
Reply with quote  
Display posts from previous:  Sort by  
Post new topic Reply to topic  [ 155 posts ]  Go to page 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 ... 8  Next

All times are UTC - 5 hours [ DST ]


Who is online

Users browsing this forum: No registered users and 154 guests


You cannot post new topics in this forum
You cannot reply to topics in this forum
You cannot edit your posts in this forum
You cannot delete your posts in this forum
You cannot post attachments in this forum

Search for:
Powered by phpBB ® Forum Software © phpBB Group; All Material is the Express Property of Creative Freedom RPG and Its Members | DVGFX2 by: Matt

Protected by Copyscape Duplicate Content Penalty Protection