The practice of dark secrets.. (Anyone may join)

<font color='#000080'>Sieben dropped his arms to his sides then stepped back away from the crystal giving it a final praise. Turns his attention back to Ifita then walks up along side her and places his arm back about her waist then gently kisses along side her neck a bit. Closes his eyes slightly and runs his fingers along her side as he kisses on her neck. Stops for a short moment and comments to the other male. "I mean you can go and stay anywhere inside this temple...as long as you don't go and distrub the natural balance of Chi that flows throughout these here walls." Opens his eyes and looks to the male from the cover of Ifita's shoulder and neck.</font>

 

<font color='#E77471'>Dyn shifted uncomfortably in the red fires cheerful glow, feeling slightly intimidated but held his ground. Cold breath came out in front of his face as he smiled, feeling more in control then moments before. "Thank you, thank you very much you have no idea how much you've helped me." Dyn's voice came out breathy as he stared down rather pointingly at the sack he held in his warm grip.  "It’s nice to finally be out of the storm!"

He ripped off his coat hastily that had been melting into his skin as he was now standing extremely close to the fire. "ahhh, much better." he sighed, sitting down in the nearest chair, "now why are you two up here at such a night." his voice was deep and soft, a gentle breeze to calm the roughest soul.

He looked up into both their faces not really knowing what to do. What was he thinking? He should have gone at the last word, was he insane? As the doubt spread through his mind he realized the curiosity was overwhelming him and he had to know. He looked away from both their faces analyzing them from the corner of his eye. His black eyes sparkled unknowingly unto him, white fur now almost unrealistically pure and clean as if there had been no storm to ravage it.  His coat was hung on the wall with his scarf as if it had always been there, dry and warm.  He couldn't even remember putting them there.  

His low shirt was hardly that at all as it hung in tatters from his body; perhaps that would soon remedy its self as well... "Why are you up here? Tell me about it." he had forgotten he had asked before, his black lit eyes widened. "Is this your honey moon?" he swallowed roughly suddenly, a tight knot in his throat. Something struck his heart a blow, Dyn felt instead of a hopeless romantic, a bitter pain.</font>

 

<font color='#000080'>Sieben looks down upon his lady friend and licks his lips a bit before looking back to the other male. Shook his head a bit then kneeled down along side her then gently lifting her up from the ground at where she rests. Not waking her as he moves her, Sieben carries Ifita over to an alter then laid her upon it gently. REmoves his coat then folds it under, placing it beneath her head so that she wouldn't be lying against the stone alter. Looks down on her as she sleeps and sighs a bit reaching his hand over, moving a strand of hair from her face. Looks back over his shoulder at the male. Turns back to Ifita and speaks soft words to her as she sleeps. "Jats auti ni pauj, Ifita. Iyo fell maap iyoj tsjamdsh vyj sha og kynemd sjeult shus iyo nots ampoja sy ufucam iyoj emmaj gyfaj." Draws his hand back from her slowly then waves it over her body causing a thin silk sheet to appear out of thin air then drop over her, giving her warmth from the cold outside.</font>

 

<font color='#E77471'>Dyn watched the other male shake his head and he felt like doing so too. He stared with bewilderment as the bright eyed female sank to the floor, almost as if she had been drugged. He felt a small twinge of relief, this was his exit, that she had so gracefully bestowed upon him. He shifted with relaxation in his chair. sighing heavily as he looked upon the other male as he spoke soft words into her ear. Dyn couldn't help feeling sorry for the male. "Goodnight" he stood up slowly, respectfully. He bade his host the ritual and custom of his home, "may dreams bless you," he looked at the female at his side,  "this night" he grinned faintly as if to say, he was sorry for such an inconvenience. he took a step forward in a friendly stance, looking at the she 'dragon with such a beautiful pelt that he could not help but admire, "do you need any help?" he wasn't sure, but it was the polite thing to say, at least he could offer something for their kindness in return.</font>

 

<font color='#000080'>Sieben reached out his hand gently and placed it on her side as she continues to move about. He glared a bit then reached a finger out slowly then touched it to Ifita's forehead slightly and closed his eyes. Sees what she sees in her mind then draws back his finger slowly. Licks his lips slowly and opens his eyes looking to the other male standing there. "No, its fine...I'm sure I can handle this on my own." Looked back to his struggling lady and attempts to calm her by trying to enter her nightmare that she was having. Coming in as someone to provide a caring hand to her.</font>

 

<font color='#E77471'>"Of course" there was nothing he could do but stand there feeling useless once again, watching the female thrash about in her sleep. "No, not my area of expertise." he spoke under his breath, the feeling of comfort lost in the reality. She looked like she was having a seizure. A cold wind blew down his back, ruffling his fur slightly.

Why was that? He turned around, wide awake to stare at the open door creaking eerily in the windless breeze. He shivered. What was that sound he was hearing? What ever it was it was maddening, it made him think of chalk boards and long nails running down its lengths. It grated along his nerves, tearing them to shreds. The sound was roaring now. The femaleÂ’s movements were violently disturbing, more so then before. suddenly a window opened the right, banging against the outside panels loudly. Gusts of wind blew over them, frigid air scorching his skin. "Damn!" his harsh voice floated beyond him. "What the hell?!" his eyes widened as he looked with terror at the swirling papers and debris flying about the incubated room. the warm coated stone floor spread like ice over his feet as the wind blew in from the outside. he couldn't see anything for a moment, a large decayed peice of wood landing in his face. blinded momentarily he fell backwards, hitting the floor hard.

The sound got louder, almost that of a beating heart yet high pitched like a piccolo playing sweetly. He cupped calloused paws over his ears tightly, trying to block out the sound of wind and maddening noise. Dyn turned roughly on the two, his voice not without a noticeable tremor, "do you hear that? That noise?" not that, that was the worst of their problems, but yet again he was lost for brains and speach as the circinstances changed from akward to painfull.</font>

 

<font color='#000080'>Sieben looks over his shoulder at Ifita as she just got up and walks to the other male's side, looking outside the front door of the temple. Shakes his head slowly looking back to his chest at his button up shirt as it blows open from being cut open with the strike of Ifita's claws. Removes his coat and drops it on the ground behide him then rips off the rest of his shirt. Reaches his hands up and removes his shades then places them into his pant pockets. Turns around then walks back up along side the female and looks out at the darkness of the forest seeing nothing more then the blowing tree branches and falling snowflakes. Remains silent listening and feeling as he continues to look to the darkness.</font>

 

<font color='#8D38C9'>Dyn's breath was heavy as he stared out at the silent night. he looked over at the calm and relaxed looking female. "What are you?" he looked at both of them his eyes wide with disbeif at such power displayed, focusing on the female who stood so calmly. Dyn's hands still cupped to his ears tightly he stopped trembling, his voice angry and grating, "who are you." he asked suddenly, he didn't even know who these 'dragons were, powerfull no doubt, no...equal. he calmed slightly, a cyincal expression crossed his face then fell to an early death. Fear, hatred and hope shinned in his eyes. Perhaps this female and male was just what he had been looking for...</font>

 

<font color='#000080'>Sieben grinned lightly showing extended fangs to the male then walks over towards the open doors of the temple. Stops just before leaving the temple then stands there glaring at the surrounding darkness, feeling that he wasn't the only one out tonight that was looking to get into some trouble. Sieben licked his lips a bit then looked back over his shoulder at Kairis and the male on the floor, shakes his head a bit as he noticed the way that she was looking at the other male. Sighs slightly and closes his eyes turning his head back to face the open forest. "Some of us have differences that other dragons can't copy or remake." Pressed his tongue against one of the fangs and slices it open causing a bit of blood to coming into his mouth.</font>

 

<font color='#8D38C9'>Dyn's face twisted into thin lines as he squinted his eyes, looking out into the frozen night air. It was calling to him; it was wanting, something that he couldn't give it. He felt grief wash over his body as he looked into the females dark eyes, feeling her emotions without even scrapping the waters surface of such a deep pool.

He shook his head roughly standing up slowly from his fetal position, feeling cowardly and it angered him. He looked at the female then at the male standing near the door so solemnly, hearing the maleÂ’s softly spoken words. He felt lost and uncertain, young yet mature past his years.

Dyn knew what he must do, yet could he do it? Could he trust any of them? He felt the cold tear at his heart. He didn't have time to think, he had to trust them, and it was fate? "please,' he paused taking a breath of bitter dry air, feeling more alone as each second past; how could he ask this of such, strangers? "I need your help." his words sounded melodramatic to his ears, he looked down at the ground coldly finding the task loathsome, "please." He laughed slightly humorously feeling a light power surge through him, fate.</font>

 

<font color='#000080'>Sieben smirked and chuckled beneath his breath as he continued to look out at the darkness of the night. Licks his lips a bit after causing his tongue to bleed then turns around looking to the confused male as he freaked out in some ways. Walks back in from the outside then waves his hand out behide him causing the doors to slam shut once more. Goes over to the nearest chair and set himself down in it. Leans back and relaxes looking to a giant rotating crystal off to the left of the doors. "From what I can tell, my friend. You are to far off for anyone to help." Sieben looks over at him and Ifita out the corner of his eye then back to the crystal once more.</font>

 

<font color='#000080'>Sieben smirked at Ifita's remark about his coldness towards the other male then just shook his head. Licked his lips once more then turned his head away from the two then rose up from the chair. Wiped his eyes a bit wincing in pain from deep hunger. Places his hand on his side then wanders away over to the side of the temple near the crystal then drops down onto his knees and coughs heavily. (She seems to have to much to herself. But that really doesn't have anything to do with me since I'm just another person to her.) Sieben leans back against the stone wall built up around the crystal at the base then closes his eyes tightly, feeling sharp hunger pains in his gut and sides. Tries to avoid keeping any eye contact with the others do to the fact that he might end up doing something he will regrat.</font>

 

<font color='#FF00FF'>occ: hey, leah! love ur avatar! very cute! =D
ps:dk if i was supposed ta use, "occ" or even if i can do this?? oh well.

Dyn looked up into the femaleÂ’s eyes, feeling a warm feeling engulf his heart as he stared outward feeling nothing but the strong reaction to hug her at her words.

Perhaps he could trust, perhaps there was another way? He felt such elation and surprise at her softly spoken words. he had tried hard to ignore the others impatience, trying hard to ignore the tell tail signs of his...pain, and what caused it. he cared, dipite his natural reluctence yet he couldn't admit it, not ever, to himself.

Just hard and somehow feeling accepted at last... Dyn sighed heavily, how could this have happened? He looked over at the other male, how could he have been such a heel?

Fate, he reminded himself again as he looked to the females side and across the wide expanse of floor. The fire in the grate had blown it's self out, extinguished with the fury of wind that had entered the small room. He shivered; it was cold, so cold.

He smiled rather painfully now up at the kind female, feeling somehow befriended within such a short time, at least, by someone. "Thank you, youÂ’re the first person to say so for a long time!" he unintentionally held wonderment in his eyes which was quickly disclosed. He gulped slowly, his mouth now set in a firm brave line as he spoke, his eyes told a different story of his true feelings, " there is something, something, bad on this, particular side of the mountain, where the temple lies." his sentence was clipped in agitation. He shook his head realizing this must have been confusing. His eyes held an appeal to both, "it's been hunting me for quite some time, actually." his stance and body was stiffly held with pride. It was amazing that he could have asked at all, let alone, beg.</font>

 

<font color='#000080'>Sieben took a deep breath into himself to surpress the urge that was building inside but it was no good. Sudden change in his surrounds began to take toll on his mind as he stared blankly at the wall infront of him. Images of his lady, Ifita leaving eith the other male flooded his judgement. Sieben grinned grinding his teeth in anger as he invisioned this happening. Sieben shook his head violently and let out a heavy roar from deep inside himself. Reaching up a hand, Sieben turned his claws onto his neck and chest then began to drag them along his body, causing blood to flow out of scratch wounds. Sieben closed his eyes tightly and gasped as if he was having a hard time of breathing then attempted to call out to Ifita. Feeling himself suffer from this madding hunger and pain.</font>