<font color='#CCCCCC'>OOC: I figured it was about time for me to post. -.- I really don't expect any replies, but it would be nice to get Tezra entered into the RPG before I continue my rampant posting on the ooc. So, here goes! -- Day: Twenty-four Current Month: Dyo (Spring) Current Year: 81377 "Fhus uja iyo pyemd?", inquiried a cold voice, as Tezra scanned the swamp with her wary, sharp eyes. She ignored the voice within her head, a skill she had just learned, as she leapt from a rock at the edge of the muck to a dead, grey tree. She climbed the trunk, using her exceptionally sharp and powerful claws along the way, then reached a branch that seemed good enough. The branch creaked ominously, but Tezra ignored that, too, and instead studied whatever else she could see from her position. "This doesn't look nice," her own voice said within her head, "But it looks unpopulated. All the better, considering you can never be too trusting of others..." At the thought, she threw a glance over her shoulder, and, in a sudden fit of boredom, she leapt from her branch and into the muck. -- OOC: Gah. Terrible. I can do better, but not in this current state of mind. >.<</font>
<font color='#000080'>OOC La la la...I figured I would get another thread going and so...here I am! heh This one won't exactly be my best either but hey...oh well right. IC Charu, as usuall, was scuttling about over every terrain gathering more and more information on anything she could. That was what she did. Her white fur was covered in brown muck and green slime. The navy hair that fell from her neck was tied back but knotted and peppered with various sticks and leaves. Everything about her looked absolutly wretched. Even the two curved spike that grew from the back of her shoulder blades, where wings would have been, had caught some leaves and other plants on them and where muddy and sticky with gunk. The swamp though, was an excellent place for Charu to explore and experiment. There weren't that many pendragons to bother her with her work or ask her foolish questions, though she had to admit to herself that it did get a bit lonly sometimes when she was alone in the feild. Even though flora and fauna weren't offically parts of her trades, she was extremely interested in both. She was constantly nosing about trying to learn new information, always trying to learn something new. She was gorging herself on the rare Squeet, feeling over the texture of the large lilly-like pad and examining everything about the enormous plant when the groan of a straining branch alerted her to the presence of another pendragon. With a smile planted on her face, Charu wadded through the murky ground, careful to avoid some of the more trecherous areas, and approached the other pen'. "Hello there, I am Charu. Who might you be?"</font>
<font color='#CCCCCC'>Lyyc rahemp iyo. The fur twitched up around the growth of bone along Tezra's back, and she glanced over her shoulder, seeing no one. "There isn't anyone behind me..." she started, but when she glanced over her shoulder once more, there was indeed someone standing directly behind her. At the sight, she did a double-take, and her whole head jerked back when she realised the other was behind her. She stared, her pupils becoming pinpricks, at the other, without responding to the -- in her opinion -- insolent question. "This isn't the exact state I'd want to be seen in, if any apart from dead," she thought, her eyes wandering away from the other... Charu... Once Tezra realised once again that the other was still there, her eyes snapped back in that direction, and the flesh down her spine rippled, causing the ebony fur to raise again. "If that was any business of yours, I would tell you. Why are you here?" she retorted, her narrow eyes narrowing further.</font>
<font color='#FFFFFF'>A slim Pendragon slowly picked her way across the swamp. It was a wonder that her fur was still even semi-clean. Her mis-matched eyes looked out for others. Her rose-toned ruff puffed out.</font>
