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Post by Chacilla Isan on Feb 10, 2008 12:31:43 GMT -5
*a small girl is runnng through the woods she looks like she's being chased but noones there her clothes are torn and she has a strange looking collor around her neck its red and she has short blonde hair she looks terrified and tired*
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Post by lynxist on Feb 10, 2008 12:37:05 GMT -5
Lynxist was out hunting in the woods, as he lined up to throw his dagger he stopped in mid throw, but it was too late the dagger flew a young girl ran into the line of fire, with his fast reaction he grabbed his second dagger and launched it with might towards the first knife. the touched just in the nick of time as the first knife just caught the young girls hair and pinned it to the tree behind her, Lynxist ran over to her ,
" our you ok! " he grabbed the knifes out the tree and sqauted down to the young girls height, "please tell me your ok"
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Post by Chacilla Isan on Feb 10, 2008 12:39:45 GMT -5
the girl: looks very paniked and doesn't speak just stares in fright at him and his daggers*
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Post by lynxist on Feb 10, 2008 12:42:52 GMT -5
Lynxist places the daggers into his holders, and trys to calm the young girl down.he brings his hand down to her neck to find a red collar, he looks up to the girls eyes,
"what is this ? "
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Post by Chacilla Isan on Feb 10, 2008 12:43:50 GMT -5
just backs away and doesn't say a word*
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Post by lynxist on Feb 10, 2008 12:46:38 GMT -5
Lynxist trys to find any markings on the collar, or something that shows who she is and where she is from, in his bag he brings out a old woolen shirt that used to fit him, and places it over the girl who is wearing thread bare torn clothes,
"i wish you could speak, i am not going to hurt you, where are you from and who are you, where is your parents ?"
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Post by Chacilla Isan on Feb 10, 2008 12:47:53 GMT -5
*gulps* m..my n..name is storm
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Post by lynxist on Feb 10, 2008 12:51:12 GMT -5
Lynxist felt now we are getting somewhere, he put his hand in his pocket and took out a stick of sugar, he usually carries it around with him to provide energy, he hands it over to storm and takes out a flask of water, he sat on the floor,
" so storm. where you from, why was you running "
Lynxist takes a swig from the bottle
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Post by Chacilla Isan on Feb 10, 2008 15:33:53 GMT -5
storm: sniffs the suger but doesn't take it and sits down looks at him still looking really scared*
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Post by lynxist on Feb 10, 2008 15:38:34 GMT -5
Lynxist starts to wonder, "you shouldnt be afraid,you was running away from something, i am here to help you, "
Hands over the bottle of water to storm.
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Post by Chacilla Isan on Feb 10, 2008 15:44:06 GMT -5
just turns her head at it and looks at the ground but then she looks at him and shows two brown ears and a brown tail with black stripes on it and shows her emerald eyes very cat like*
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Post by lynxist on Feb 10, 2008 15:46:23 GMT -5
Lynxist is amazed of the sight he hasnt seen before, his jaw drops to the sight of the tail and ears, "are those real" as he raises his hand and points to her ears and tail, "i am not from this area and havent been here long"
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Post by Chacilla Isan on Feb 10, 2008 15:48:50 GMT -5
storm: *hides them again* i...i am ..not like.others i..am running.away.from..my.village
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Post by lynxist on Feb 10, 2008 15:56:14 GMT -5
Lynxist stands up. picks up his bag, and places the rabbits he caught in a sack. he turns to storm looks up at the sky. " its dark soon.. the woods isnt a place for a girl for you.. i have a hut i use on the edge of the woods, you can stay there with me you will have you rown privacy there is two floors to it, i will take the lower part of the hay loft" he picks up the sack and pulls it over his shoulder, "offer is there if you want to take it " he begins to walk away
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Post by Chacilla Isan on Feb 10, 2008 15:58:30 GMT -5
sits and thinks if she keeps going like this then she'll never get away and they'll kill her for sure but how can she be sure he won't kill her as she sleeps ggr* o..k i'll come *stands a bit shakily and follows him a bit jumpy*
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