OOC: Thought I would give Zirrus an introduction; coming across the lands and finding other pendragons. She had been traveling for some time and finally found civilization. TimeStamp: 13 Mia 81382 <dd> It was cold wherever she seemed to wander on this planet. Things were not as she was used to. Her damp fur shivered in the winds as she made her way along the frigid wasteland. There was nothing out here for her but it was necessary for her to travel along these lands in attempts of finding someone or anything for that matter. Zirrus had been traveling for some time after the group she was living with split up. Her parents long gone; she was alone in this world to defend for herself. Keeping all emotions locked up tightly with no accessible key was in no attempt a way to cover her past. Her scarf almost coming off in a giant gust she tugged it closer to her pelt. Ears folded directly back against the wind she pressed on into the distance. Swaying her fragile frame she sighed in a way that could only be interpreted as pain. The reason behind leaving her home to try and deal with the elements. For all Zirrus knew she was walking towards her own demise. The wind seemed to be picking up and she would need to attempt in finding shelter. There was nothing around except snow and ice. This was not her ideal "getting away from everything" as she was likely to freeze to death. The place smelled of death and decay: as few could survive the harsh climate. <dd>The land almost seemed to climb beneath her own paws. Her white half almost blending in with her surroundings making her appear to be floating above the freezing weather. She was lost and she knew it with no where to go and no one to turn to. Coming up on a small cavern like shape her heart raced at the though of warmth. If she was able to find herself a small place to curl up it would make all the difference. Rushing forward the snow seemed to be getting even more deeper making it hard for her to walk though. Managing to get to the small opening she squeezed herself in and curled up into a small ball. Removing her scarf; as she rarely would for reasons that would sometime be explained she wrapped as much of it as she could around her. Laying with the scarf in a way that if someone was to come they would still be unable to view her facial markings. She rested here in hopes that the weather would lighten up a bit.
"<span style='color:white'>Aw hell. What am I doing here? Did I take a wrong teleporter or something?</span>" Xaighaj groaned. He was throughly freezing and bound to die, as he was not expecting to come here. Cursing continuously he huddled near a rock. He was probably going to die here which would suck, horribly. Tucking his wings around his body he sighed. "<span style='color:white'>Shoulda written a will... damnit. Not like I have much to will off though. My textbooks, rare outta print science books. Books, books, books. No one reads books anymore. Dead shame.</span>" He wished he had a book, at least that way he could die reading. "<span style='color:white'>What a silly way to die. Take the wrong teleporter and get lost.</span>" He laughed listlessly, unaware that there was another living thing here.
She head something coming from not too far in the distance. She quickly covered her muzzle with her scarf while standing up. Dusting off most of the snow that had accumulated on her while she had been laying down. With a flick of her small tail she was gone; away from where she had been resting which had left an obvious imprint in the snow that someone had recently been there. She was light and quick on her feet; leaving barely a print at all in the soft snow. She adored the cold weather most of the time but not when she was bothered while sleeping. Also thinking to herself that maybe this other pendragon didn't mean to come to these lands. She was pretty far away from any town and really didn't like it. She didn't know how to get back to the main lands and possibly this other could help her. She came up around a corner to find a male pendragon with some beautiful wings on him. She was also to walk on all fours and also stand upright like a human. She didn't know how she did this; it was almost as if she shifted from form to form while keeping her same markings and such. When she noticed that he walked on all fours she lowered herself back to the ground as she did not want to startle him. The strange male had some definitely unique markings which really drew her in. She was shy and wouldn't normally speak before anyone else but there was something about him that really made her want to talk to him; besides the fact that he might know of a way out of here! <span style='color:white'> hey there... </span> she called out while still being somewhat blocked by the large rocks.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>No, Xai is a biped, sorry for any confusion there xD.</td></tr></table> Blinking he looked up and noticed a black and white thill approaching. Her face was covered with a white scarf. "Hey there." It was not an aggressive greeting but deep down Xai thought he was seeing things. "<span style='color:white'>Oh Fronima please tell me you're not a hallucination or snow mirage</span>". Her pelt coloration was very different, he'd never seen anything like it before, a fine gradient. Her facial markings (above the scarf of course) were also quite prominent, and they as well, intrigued him. She was partially hiding behind the rocks though, but he could tell her fur color by how the black neemed to fade back into a grey.
ooc: my bad; just went by the profile! lol don't mind me. Saw the first part about him walking on all fours! Then read more after I started posting. IC: She walked slowly feeling awkward at such a low level. Her white half following the darker black. When she stood within a shadow it often appeared that there was only half of her. She loved her markings and wouldn't trade them for anything. The fact that she had never seen anything similar to herself made her feel awkward. Her family had the same shortened tail which seemed to be some sort of genetic trait. The markings although were completely different. One parent being almost completely black while the other completely white. She somehow got half of each parents traits. Thinking more about what was going on rather than her pelts origins she kept walking as he noticed her and spoke in response. I am most definitely real. Everything alright with you She was somewhat startled with this response from him. What was wrong and why didn't he know whether she was real or not. Walking closer; she kept a distance.
Xaighaj let out a sigh of relief. He wasn't hallucinating, that was good. Maybe he wouldn't freeze to death and die here. But first he better get to know the dark furred Thill. "<span style='color:white'>Well... hi. I guess. I'm Xaighaj and I really don't feel like being here. It's cold. How are you?</span>" He let a lonely laugh escape his lips. He really hated the cold, his fur was short and not meant to put up with this sort of climate. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>For the love of god I cannot type today. Sorry </3</td></tr></table>
OOC: Sorry got a LOT of muse with this character. I just love her so much. IC: Standing to her normal height she was a mysterious creature. She lacked so much as a tail which appeared short and stubby. She could sway it back and fourth but not much movement was shown. The weather was almost unbearable to this young female. She had her scarf covering a good part of her face aswell as her neck. The snow was cold and unforgiving. The winds didn't help with the situation. Looking to the stranger who just told her his name she began to wonder who he really was. Such an assortment of markings covered his entire pelt. She didn't want to be caught staring so she would only take a couple glances at a time. Her ears folded back the white tips almost touching the fur on the back of her head. She was attempting to keep them close to her body; away from the harmful winds. Looking from side to side in attempts to find herself some warmth. The male kept a good distance from her which made her somewhat weary. What was he doing out here in the cold; he must know the way back. She had been wandering for so long that she couldn't remember why she had come this far out. <span style='color:orange'>I would love to find a warmer place. I need to get myself some rest. I have been wandering for so long; I am exhausted. Please to have met you. Care you join me?</span> She said so much without even thinking. All she was concerned with was finding a warm place to lay down. Standing with her arms crossed within one another she shivered. Eyes searching around the lands; only place she could see is the one she had come from when she was relaxing. There wouldn't be enough room for the two of them to comfortably relax. There had to be another place.
She looked cold, Xaighaj wasn't the type to let a lady be cold. Taking off his sweater he offered it to Zirrus. "<span style='color:white'>Of course I'd love to get out of here.</span>" He smiled lightly, waiting for her to take the jacket. "<span style='color:white'>My being here was a dumb folly on my part. But I guess I'm glad I did come, wouldn't want you freezing to death.</span>" That would be terrible for her family if she had one, or even her friends. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>UGH. Really sorry for short post D| Exhausted of all inspiration today.</td></tr></table>
She felt bad accepting his jacket but she was terribly cold. Thank you. You are too kind to me as you barely know me. Taking the jacket she draped it over her shoulders slowly sliding her slender arms into the proper holes. She looked to the other 'dragon in hopes that he knew a place they could go to where it might be somewhat warmer than here. They were deep into the cold and it was becoming depressing for poor Zirrus. Although she enjoyed the cold today it was really getting to her and she needed to get warm yet again. Beginning to loose feelings in the pads of her paws she kept picking her feet up one at a time of course then switching. Where can we go? She asked in hopes of getting an answer.
OOC: Hey thought I would jump in! ^^ IC: Xavius was cold, even under his large black cloak. He didn't mind it however, he was used to being uncomfortable. He stood in the mouth a cave by his bag of supplies and cane leaning on the wall. He had a fire burning but for some reason he chose not to be near for the time being. He was there for no apparent reason, other then curiosity. Looking for what he could see, and as always hopeful in finding something new of the dark arts. <span style='color:red'> "I doubt that very much." </span> He said to himself, standing arms folded under his cloak staring out at the distance. He was about to turn around and go to his fire with his bag of supplies and dark instruments when he saw two figures in the horizon. Two figure slowly making there way to his cave. He smiled under the mask. Something to experiment on? He didn't feel like a fight, but a conversation of sorts perhaps. He quickly cast a bit of black energy to increase the size of the fire, in hopes of allowing the two to see it. He then began cooking a meal. Hopefully they would be drawn to the cave by the smell. Xavius stood in the corner of the small cave and waited.
He considered that question for a moment. "<span style='color:white'>Well, with the weather here I'm sure there have been caves carved out, so-- Oh. Look, there's one now.</span>" He gestured to a cave, while carefully folding his wings to his sides to block the wind he had just spoken of.
Standing there she was lost. She hadn't know many others and was beginning to wonder why she had come here. Two others were close to her speaking amongst themselves. She was glad that he had offered the jacket to help keep her warm. A job was something that she needed to find as she would need to purchase things to keep her dry and warm. The weather had been so unpredictable. I appreciate your kindness Smiling she wondered where like would take her from here.
They were heading his way now. They were also close enough for him to see them. One thill and one arden. They looked lost and cold. Perhaps the temptation of a way out of this blasted place would warm them up to him. Xavius awaited their arival pateintly behind the fire.
