<span style='color:blue'>Day: 10, Month: Tria (Summer), Year : 81378 (4). OOC-My character, Rogue's description and stuff is on my profile. And anyone is welcomed <span style='font-size:14pt;line-height:100%'>Possible Adult Content!</span> </span> <span style='color:gray'>IC Her paws beat against the earth as she made her way across the jungle grounds. The rain beating rapidly against her fur. She pinned her ears and growled lowly, ingoring the pain from her scars. She snorted and stubbornly kept going, even though she was tired from the whole traveling. She narrowed her gaze as her silver eyes scanned the terra for any signs of intruders or pests. She gritted her teeth and spung around and lached her talons among a glade of grass. She snarled and ripped at it. She pawed it a few times, before making her way back onto the trail. She stopped as she lifted her maw to the sky, the rain pouring down her maw downwards. She heaved a sigh and took shelter in a nearby cave. Curling up in the darkest part of the cave. Her paws curled under her chest as she wrapped her tail around her. She laid her maw down among the cold ground. She listened to the downpour of the rain.</span>
<span style='color:gray'>She jerks her head up as the voice came to her ears. She pinned them as she quickly stood. Her eyes narrowed as she growled lowly. She bared her fangs. "Who...Who are you?" She saids ternly.</span>
His white body shined even brighter with the turquoise glow he had just cast upon himself. A simple Drying Charm. Simple, and effective. Nothing could dampen his feelings, not even the pouring rain. Kuentin was usually one to be of a happy disposition but today was different. He was positively ecstatic. The reason? He didn't know himself, but somehow he could feel it in his young bones, smell it in the wind... The taste of adventure. Kuentin felt sure today would be no ordinary day. Still glowing with the unnatrual glow, he threw himself up into the trees, leaping nimbly from one branch to the next, until he has reached the top. His friends had often chided him in his youth, telling him he looked more than a monkey than a 'dragon, but he took no heed for he loved elevated places. The feeling of bieng above the rest of the world, the sensation of flying, gliding above the clouds... He loved nothing better. Scanning the jungle, his gaze fell upon a small cave a few strides away. Squinting, reducing his golden eyes to slits, he thought he could make out a 'dragon lying on the stone floor. Beaming, his eyes sparkling with excitement, he quickly made his way to them, with only one word on his lips, one word in his thoughts, "Adventure." Upon arriving, he gave a small curtsy before saying with an affected accent and vocabulary, "Well met, m' Lady. I am Messire Kuentin de Arniera at your service.", after which he threw his head back in laughter. He had always wanted to say that. His laughter subsided when he saw the other dragon. " 'Ello to you too, stranger."
"I am Serin, and you?" He said, moving his jet black wings to show a blue-green pendragon. {In fromia's name, I can't ever have a minute alone.} he thought, a little agitated that two others had burst in on his meditating.
They both seemed a little wary, and far from overjoyed at his presence, but, as stated before nothing would dampen his feelings. Not today. Grinning from feline ear to ear, he replied, "Well met Serin, I am Kuentin. How do you do? I'm sorry if I interrupted either or both of you just now but I needed a shelter, you know, for the rain and all that."
<span style='color:gray'>Rogue flicked her ears to the other's appearence. A soft snort escaped her maw as she turned her gaze to his. She shrugged slightly and slunked to her haunches. "Aye....I'm..Rogue Thupyf..." She looked away from them, before lifting to all fours and lowered her head to the ground. She looked to the rain as it still poured down. She shook her fur dry and stayed where she was. The shadows of the cave somewhat hiding her, yet she was still visible because of her silver markings and then the scars among her body. She padded forth towards the seeming happy-go lucky brute. She pinned her ears and narrowed her gaze. Great just my lucky day to encounter two males.... She thought to herself as she heaved a soft snort and rolled her shoulders into a shrug. OOC-Heh we need to get on at the same time more often XD</span>
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td> Yeah we do need to be on at the same time.</td></tr></table> Serin watched them both with wary eyes. {the only people i ever meet are those who want to kill me or those who want my help, I hope its different for once.} he thought, shaking himself.
<span style='color:gray'>She watched the other known as Serin. She examized him slightly. She backed away, feeling alittle uneasy about being around them. Without any warning, a warning growl escaped from the fae's maw. OOC-Hey Adun whats the info on Serin?</span>
The smile plastered on his face was fading fast, yet he struggled to retain as many happy thoughts as he could. His ears pricked up as they caught the almost inaudible growl emitted by the one known as Rogue. "I don't mean y'all any harm if that's what you thought. he said sheepishly, shrugging. Just here for the shelter. And the company, of course. It does get pretty lonely 'rounf here, doesn't it? Y'all from these parts?"
<span style='color:gray'>OOC-I so love the way he tlaks Chuya lol IC- She looked to Kuentin. "Take your shelter. As for company, don't count on me for it." She slowly padded towards the entrance, ready to run or fight if the males tried anything. Her gaze turned to the rain as she watched each drop hit the ground.</span>
OOc: Thx, he likes to mimic various accents BIc: Kuentin's ears fell noticeably, giving him a slightly submissive look, and so did his spirits. People usually liked his company. Not that he liked to boast of it, either, but he was usually the easy going person in the group, the one who reduced the tension, who replaced the tears with laughter and the frowns with smiles. Well, his humor was definitely dysfunctional today. "Thanks... And sorry for any disturbance caused." he said soflty, wishing he could hide in the shadows of the cave until the rain stopped. Instead, he stayed right where he stood, waiting for either to say something. Or not.
<span style='color:gray'>OOC- Hahaha he reminds me of well me XD IC- She cocked her head to Kuentin, feeling slightly guilty of how she was treating the brute. True he was a male, but he didn't seem of harm's way. She heaved a sigh and padded over to him and nudged his maw. "Sorry..." She slunked to her haunches and lowered her maw to the ground, before looking back to him. "I'm just not used to....." She stopped herself and lifted to all fours and backed away.</span>
Looking up, surprised, as he felt someone nudge him, Kuentin's ego was back afloat in an instant. He was not one to whine, and, confidence taking a strong grip on him once again, he nodded and was about to tell her it wasn't her fault or something along those lines but stopped when he saw her back away. He smiled a sad yet understanding smile at her, though, in truth, he was at complete lost as to what she might be feeling. "Not used to what? Company? Silly jokers like me? Members of the male gender? The rain perhaps? Was she cave-o-phobic, does such a thing even exist? Am I making any sense whatsoever?" he thought confusedly. "What's with her" he asked Serin silently, wishing he could say something helpful to make her less uneasy. OOC: Perhaps we should wait for Adun to post next?
<span style='color:gray'>She watched the rain still slightly. She rolled her shoulders into a shrug. She heaved a sigh and kept her gaze forward. She was slightly hungry, but not that much. She padded slightly between the two and looked to both, before laying down and laid her maw among her crossed paws. OOC-We can, but we don't have to I don't think o.0</span>
Serins info is in the character section, he's a master asassin who lives in bhim and helps the people in the slums. "I don't know. I was just sitting in here listening to the rain fall, and she ran in. If you mean what she's not used to, your guess is as good as mine." he said, yawning and turning to look in his sack. {Dangit, I'm starving here.} he thought, pulling out various weapons and tossing them to the other side of the cave. {I know it's in here somewhere...}
<span style='color:gray'>She snorted and padded out into the rain and looked around as she hungrily grabbed quickly at some grass and bolted back in and shook the water from her fur. She watched the males, her ears still pinned.</span>
Serin now stuuck his head into the sack, still pulling out numerous other things. {Finally...} he thought, grabbing some fish from the sack and holding it over his tailflame.
<span style='color:gray'>OOC-Whoa cool ^^ Serin is 10 years older then Rogue o.0 IC She cocked her head as she watched him slightly. She quickly looked away, pretending not to be interested as she padded slightly and leaned against the wall as she slunked to her haunches. "Since we are going to be here awhile....What do you do for a living Serin?" She looked to him.</span>
