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Post by darkflameangel on May 12, 2007 0:58:52 GMT -5
Cammy was conflicted. The full moon above her usually made her feel calm, but tonight nothing could abate her thoughts. what side should I choose? she thought, I like doing both good and evil, but I am alone... she looked at the dark forest ahead of her and sighed. "Should I enter? without a guide, or friend, I'm as good as..." she giggled slightly to herself, "dead." her black and red light armor, and her daggers seemed not the right materials to be in. she sighed once more and decided to sit on the path, and think.
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Post by Oona Ondessa on May 27, 2007 8:04:01 GMT -5
The Forest itself answered Cammy’s Question by groaning loudly, the tree rustles, wood rubbed against wood creating a low deep groan that echoed through the forest, sending crows flying into the air. A nearby Dire Wolf howled dangerously close, only someone familiar with Wolves and the Dire would be able to tell the difference between the two calls, one thing everybody did know however was Dire Wolves were not something to be trifled with.
Luminous green eyes peered through the shadows of the forest, watching closely, there was no path in or out of Black Moss Forest, but there were natural indentations in the earth that could be identified as a path for someone unfamiliar with the forest, The ‘path’ however led to a drop over some rather jagged stones.
The Dire Wolf howled once again, it was promptly replied with the same Dire Wolf who had howled before, closer this time. The Green eyes once again blinked through the darkness, a thick branch above lowered ever so slightly allowing a beam of light to shine down over the eyes, a pale face peered through the brush, moving forward. It was a small face, with big keen green eyes and thick brown lashes. The Creatures ears were small and pointed bluntly.
‘What are you doing so close to the Forest, we’re in war time; you’re not safe here... Black Moss Forest fights for the side of good...’
The Voice was boyish but strong and defiant. A large sharpened Black Hoof stamped the ground in front of the face, the boy moved closer, he was a Faun, only standing 4ft tall, but his hooves were oversized and impressive, he was naked, but his legs and crotch were thick shaggy brown goat legs. The Faun carried a short blunt twisted staff, he frowned, producing a soft deep growl, he bared his blunt teeth, his eyes narrowed dangerously.
‘I won’t ask again, what are you doing here? I assure you if you step foot in the Black Moss Forest with dark intentions it will be the last night stroll you’ll ever take...’
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Post by darkflameangel on May 27, 2007 23:17:03 GMT -5
Cammy looked up at the fawn, and smiled, "I harbor no ill will toward anyone, I was simply walking and ended up here. To tell you the truth I really know nothing much of this war." she stood, "If you would be so kind as to enlighten me I would be ever so grateful."
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