It Begins

[GoldenWind]

(it's been a few weeks but here i am! -looks up at the post above's her's- Wow that's very depressing)

[glow=silver,2,300]-GW runs onto the scene skidding to a stop. Having not perfected the art of teleportion she decided to run to the site of Lunar's magical call which proved not to be as fast as she hoped as the war has already begun. She pants quickly catching her. She then takes in the bloody mess that has begun. Her golden eyes dart from back and forth a slightly panicked look coming over her. Getting ready to defend her pack she slightly wonders how many of them will actually come out alive.-[/glow]

[FrostByte]

[it might be short, my hand hurts like hell, i was playing with cricket and she missed her toy, and got my hand. So it's really swollen in the place she got it]

[glow=maroon,5,300]-She laughs grimly as the kick goes right though her. She was whole enough to cause damage, but she was not completly full. Never again would she be, for she was one with the shadows. She turns her attension back to Lunar, if she could finish this right now- the war would be won without a fight- the pack could not carry on without their beloved alpha female. But the one mistake she would never make again- she had let her guard down as she laughed, focusing again on Lunar. She does not have enough time to become one with the shadows before a huge beam of light hits her square on in the chest. Light attacks- the only thing that could truely harm her now. And the wolf responsable races over to the fallen, shaken vampire wolfess, taking advantage. And her father's huge white head comes into view, his eyes filled with rage-[/glow]

[glow=white,2,300]-Upon seeing the large black wolfess materialize over his ears, he quickly gathers his thoughts and falls into a deep slump in which his eyes glow white, and he cannot hear anything around him. Keeper of the Elements, but first Keeper of Light, he lets a tremendous blast of pure blinding white light straight at his daughter. She was turned now, she was gone, and he couldn't let her turn Lunar as well. He races to Ruby's side while she's still in shock, his eyes filed with rage. But they also hide something deep in them- compassion. He could never truely hurt her, that was self defense. To finish her off now was completly possible, but he would never be able to make himself do it. Unfortionetly, Ruby sees this glint in his eye. Smiling madly, saliva dripping from her teeth she jumps up, slashing madly with outstretched claws at Pryde's face and neck. Howling the large male lets his large angle feathered wings and takes to the air, hovering about 8 feet in the air to escape from the immense pain he was feeling in his left eye. The blood falls freely and it feels like half of his face has gone numb. C large chip of his ear is missing but he cannot feel it in blind rage. Blinking back blood he looks for Ruby, but alas, she had gone, off with the shadows. She had done her damage, sized up her enemy, and off she went to hide in the back of the forces and let the rest fight their hearts out. If the battle ended here- fine. If it didn't- fine. She had gotten what she wanted-[/glow]

[glow=navy,2,300]-Quickly raising her bow, she fires a shot at Ruby's head, but as the vampyre wolfess materializes into the shadow and rides the winds away, it goes straight through air, hitting the heart of another shadowlander who had been sneaking up. She curses loudly, it had hit, but not her target and that had been what she had wanted- needed- to do. Rearing her horse half up in rage she soon starts flinging arrows left and right, some enchanted with fire tips which sent the reciever in flames, some enchanted with ice which set immidiate frost bite to whatever body part it first touched, and some with lightning, which would cause a small 'explosion' if you will, getting rid of the target and a few wolves surrounding it. But as many as she hits, it seems that more fill in their places in the never ending sea of blacks and dark browns-[/glow]

[shadow=goldenrod,left,300]-Emerging from the shadows, her face is crestfallen she cries out- No! Ku! -She knows it is useless. If only she been down there.. she kicks herself mentally. The great healing powers of her mother had been passed to her for several moons. She could have revived the wolfess five minutes after she died- but never the unborne children. But it would take hours for her to make her way to the fallen wolfess, and by then her soul would have long since departed from their world. in outrage she blows the nearest thing she can find up- a large boulder, sending shard of rocks flying out in all directions, taking down at least 20 wolves-[/shadow]

[glow=purple,2,300]-Emitting an eerie war cry, one that could send shivers up anyone's spine, she emerges from the woods, instantly spearing one of the shadowlanders in the skull, then pulling the blood tipped spear point out and going for anothers's heart. This was truely, where she belonged. Acually, she was several yeard away from Frost, the Centuars, and the Fawn, and thus she was fighting for the pack, but not with them. Thus would always be her way, for the feline side of her always whispers at her, to stay alone. To not trust. Her golden armor and head piece gleam in the silver moonlight, but the gold spear tip no longer shines metalicly, being too dirty. The black leopard spots are visible in the bright gleam of the moon-[/glow]

[well screw that whole short thing...]

[Schizophrenia]

[color...sowwy]

nova snarled as his kick missed, the next thing he was headed for was light. snarling harshly, he sent up a large light beam towards where she had floated away, turning his attention bck to the war with a loud cry.

out of the shadows came a large golden wolf. muscular nd taller than most in height.as the wolf ran, it began to transform,becoming a werewolf. he stood tall, scruff poofed out.fangs bared in a harsh snarl as she flung herself atthe shadowlanders

Desy snarled, saliva flying from her fangs as she leapt atop a shadowlader, sinking her teeth into the soft flesh of its neck. as she killed it, she felt its life leave it, the soul went throght her,flashing all of its pain and love and grief into her head

Destiny watched, unable to move. she had not fought for a long time, and she did not know what side to be on, for she was neither evil nor was she good. she would stay neutral at the moment. watching them all move like wildfire, she wondered where amroq was

[Dyssfunkshinel]

((once again...depression defeats colour))

-Tawaekeial's heart throbbed in her throat now. /I know i'm being a coward...I hate it...i want to fight...but what can i do?/ she looked at Ku's limp and cold body, lying in a pool of its sister's blood. /she gave it all/ she thought. /i can do half that much/ grimly, she pads a few feet out, then shudders and begins debating. /this is ridiculous! dying for a pack that i hardly belong to! i only have one friend!/ she thinks of Spirit /but...its my family now...i cant let them down...and though i dont know her personally, i love Lunar, the kind of love one has for an elder...respect...devotion..../ she gulps, then with teary eyes she forces herself towards a black frame, her whole being shaken well.-

=the faun stares out at the beginning massacre, thoughts formulating in his mind. He wanted to help the White Fyres....but he couldnt bring himself to aid a past enemy, no matter if they were good or not. They were still wolves. They were still beasts that carried of faun-lings...he could not betray the souls of his kin, no matter how much he wanted to. he pitied them all. for a faun has no real understanding of war, death, or poverty. But he longed to know...to understand. Setting him apart from others, he wanted to learn. Now he was furiously scribbling on a parchment with a turkey quill in Faunish, reliving every detail of the attack on Lunar, Ku's death, and Pryde's retaliation, Tweak's decision...all of them. After a while he was forced to don his small spectacles, which made him look scholarly. he had gone through many parchments, and was sweating with the speed of his motions. but the story must be told and passed down, to keep this from happening again=

~Graeboe dove into a shadowed wolf with forced, with his gimpy paw holding his neck into the dirt. It was only moments before it suffocated, and Grae went on, a red light behind his calm eyes. This was Hell Day. All must die.~
~he quite suddenly stopped, his ears flicked at a sound in the air only he could hear. an ultrasonic squeak. he was mezmerized for long moments, and was only broken away from it by another shadow ramming him hard in the side, biting into him with needle-sharp jaws and causing his lifeblood to pour from his shoulder. But then a larger shadowed being loomed out of the sky and clung to the wolf's neck, sinking fangs into it and squealing that highpitched noise. More of these creatures joined it, until the wolf was coverred in flapping black beasts. The bats had come to Grae's aid.~ ((being batman has its advantages? O_x))

~Avalanche easily took out two males with one well aimed dive into their ranks. One landed upon a sharp stone and split open his head, the other knocked out and put out of its misery by Avalanche's huge jawline. The old Commander was in his prime environment: War~

[GoldenWind]

[glow=silver,2,300]-GW's golden eyes scaned the area quickly hurringly thinking of a way to attack. she had to admit she wasn't the best when it came to fighting. Yet she had stayed too still for too long as a shadowlander rammed her into the side. A rush of pain washed over her and then suddenly her instincts came in. She no longer had to think of how to attack she just..did it. She bit and scratched at the other wolf and the other wolf bit and scratched at her for what seemed like hours even though it was even barely a few minuites. As the other wolf retaliated something clicked in her head. She was the partial guardian of air. As she concentrated her golden eyes turned into the palest of blues.(When i think of the air i think of blue.-shrugs-) Suddenly a spurt of wind caused the wolf to fall to the ground and GW took her oppurtunity. She held her paw against it's throat until the wolf's jagged breathing ended. She then took a deep breath and she felt pain as she did. She had done it. but this was only one of the enemies and there were still many more. she wondered if she would actually be able to hold up until this ended. With another deep breath that ended with another tinge of pain she ran off into the fighting her gold and white pelt now mixed with a bloody red.-[/glow]

[Wonder]

[Woo. Finally made it here. Sorry for the long... disappearance. I've become incredibly busy during the week days due to school. With only 19 days of it left, I'm booked to the bone and hardly have time for the computer =) Don't think I ditched though.

On another note; don't go off and kill everyone here. Remember. This is a battle. Not the battle. I'm cooking up a juicy post to start the -real- war once we get a bit deeper with this one XD Now then. Carry on...]

[glow=darkgreen,4,300]-A dangerous pair of swampy-green eyes watched the ongoing battle with amusement. Lurking through a magical patch of shadows, Curse, the Shadowlands Council Leader, made his presence known to Auriella alone. Their alpha, NightBlade, had been watching the small battle he'd approved back from he Council caves. He'd thought it best to send his 'right hand' to inspect the fight closely, and make sure the SLers did prevail, even if this was just a small branch of the big picture. It all fell into place at the end...

The bicolored black and white wolf carefully slipped in and out of the shadows he cast; a power that all Shadowlanders possessed; to bring darkness wherever they stood. Scanning the combating wolves, his gaze fell on Lunar and Pryde. 'No. They're mine...' NB's voice rang through Curse's head, and he moved on with a nod. His black nose twitched as he picked up the scent of fear. Perfect. This he could feed off of...

With a lowered head and bared fangs, he wandered off from the main fighting and towards his target. Stepping over a newly killed SLer, one of the many warriors that had been brought to this brawl, his green eyes landed on GoldenWind. She was young, and most likely had just overcome her first kill. This would be interesting.

His eyes grew darker as a crimson red color seeped into them. Magic ran through his body, power taken in from all around him. His eyes grew brighter just as suddenly as they'd darkened. The Guardian of Hell blinked once, and that's all it took for his calling to pass. The ground all around him, the whole of Crystal Lake, and even the borders around it shook as if a massive earthquake had struck. The blood-covered earth vibrated as a piercing noise filled the air. With little warning afterwards, a newly formed army of zombie-like werewolf creatures rose from the ground. All looked identical; from the bloody-brown rough fur that covered their bodies, to the extended claws and fangs that sprouted from their limbs, to the gleaming and power-filled yellow eyes that gleamed murder...

Curse smirked; his white fangs dripping with saliva as the adrenaline from the magic ran through his blood. His task was accomplished. His eyes regained their normal, swamp-green shade. And his focus returned to the vibes of fear he'd been feeling. As his zombie-army scattered to attack any and all White Fyre wolves, Curse moved towards GW, with three of his strongest minions closely behind...-

'So yew want a real fight?'

-He challenged, nodding to the nonliving werewolf by his left side. The beast targeted GW, and closed in, pouncing on her with ease. Curse grinned again, and walked right past them. Although he'd loved to stay and watch the brawl, he had more work to do. With two zombies watching his back, he moved on to the next source of fear. Tweak...-[/glow]

[=D Hope that makes up for my long poof-ness. Now, on to the goodies...]

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[glow=darkgoldenrod,1,300]-A blur of golden brown fur raced across the darkened land; a warm yet hardened pair of brown eyes focused on one wolfess alone. StaticBolt aligned with his sister Frost as she ventured out into the battlefield; his heart beating loudly in his head. He'd come once he'd heard his foster mother's call, and he'd arrived just in time to see his sister take her pending anger out on an innocent rock. He'd instantly jumped to the conclusion that something very bad had already happened; even though the war had hardly started...-

'Frost? Are yew okay?'

-He asked in a worried tone as he surveyed the damage done to the area and its inhabitants. As the ground suddenly started shaking, his alertness went up. It stopped just as fast; but little time passed before the large, ShadowLand creatures closed on them. Static let a growl come forth from his throat; aiming it at an approaching zombie beast. His eyes flashed to Frost, signaling that he had her back. So it had begun...-[/glow]

[glow=gray,3,300]-Up from the overcastted sky, a purely black wolf flew down. His grey-tinted fur gave him a ghostly appearance, but he was nothing but a ghost. The eldest of the alpha siblings, Amaroq joined the fight. From the air, he'd not felt the quake, but the zombie-infested land below him told its own tale. From the sky, his seemingly black eyes fell on Lunar. She was alrite; for now at least. Next he focused on Isis, or what use to be Isis, and his heart sank. What Lunar had told him was indeed through. Their youngest sister was dead...

Swiftly landing beside his mate, Destiny, he cast her a quick look. It'd taken him a long time to get use to being without her, and even longer to get use to being with her again. She'd come back to him, and he wasn't bound to lose her again. Not if he could help it. With a small, reassuring smile, he turned away from her and charged at a ShadowLand wolf. One by one, he'd bring them all down if he had to...- [/glow]

[More will be brought in later =)]

[Becca]

[Curse you all :-p it took me like 20 mins to catch up. Now for my post...Sorry it took me so long, my schools so nice that every teacher gave us homework every night cuz we have mcas next week and they cant give hw then...-sigh-..oh and no colors..im tired staying over storms house and takin allergy meds can do that]

-Lunar jumps back..sending her own beam of light towards Isis. She wouldn't be able to kill her sister, that she knew...She watched the other shadows float upwards and then disappear...Isis was gone, Maili had run, the SLers weren't her pack, and neither was WhiteFyre, her pack lived a long distance away, she'd only come to do her master's bidding. And since her master had fled so would she. Lunar watched the shadow disappear and leaped at the closest enemy, pinning them her eyes glinted softly for a second, had this been a year ago she would have harmed them and let them go. But something drove her senses forward now and she sank her teeth into the wolves throat, collapsing the airpipe. Stepping back she looked upwards to her mate, and sideways to Nova. Breif shock registered as she remembered his display of affection from before, but pushing it aside as brotherly love she drove herself back into battle-

-Up from the lake Peril appears. The beta 'pup' was fit and strong now. All the winter fat had disappeared, he had wanted to run away, yet he hadn't yet found his nephew, and now his love for another called him to battle. Loyalty to his alpha, and love for ShadowRunner drew the fierceness out of him. He'd not killed another wolf in many moons, and now he leaps at one of the uncoming wolves pinning them...Sighing softly he sinks his teeth in and jumps away looking around he positions himself behind Lunar, and fights alongside her. Baring his teeth he lets the thrill of the battle take over and guarding Lunar's back fights off the now zombie-like werewolves-

[[ugg im outta ideas and my wonderful room-cleaning abilities are needed. -hates cleaning room- i will return soon i promise :-D]]

[FrostByte]

[shadow=goldenrod,left,300]-Casting a glance to Static, her golden eyes showing confusion, hurt, mostly anger, she exclaims- No. Nothing's right anymore... -She casts another glace to Ku's still body, shuddering. Letting her attension fall to their nieghbors she knows she has more to worry about. Ku was gone and there was nothing she could do about it. But now there were more pressing matters. The zombie-like werewolves were not afraid to climb up to fight the centuars, her brother and herself. They seemed all but eagar, and it seems too risky. She had not yet fulfilled her cause, though she's not quite sure what that cause may be- Low even for you NightBlade... -she snarls under her breath, referring to Curse summoning undead minions to do his bidding. She prepares to counter the attack. Expanding her raven like black feathery wings, tipped in gold, she hovers about 5 feet over her original spot to ensure safety and that she would not be bothered. Murmering the spidery words of arcane magick, she closes her eyes and a peaceful look comes to her face as she falls into a powerful trance. Seconds later, she opens her eyes and they shine a pure light golden color, soft and conforting. The same golden color seems to radiate from herself, growing as she continues to chant the words of magick. Finally, the blinding light releases and at least a hundred angel winged pure white nineca's appear around her- her own sort of minions. Each bears her own golden eyes except 10, who all wear golden armor and bear frost blue colored eyes. Instantly they swarm down upon the undead minions- the ultimate good against evil. Though the werewolves were stronger physically, like NB to herself, her own wolves were stronger magically, and each would blow up once killed, destroying their killer and quite a few around them. Frost herself, her job in this battle done, collapses to the ground, falling the five feet with a loud 'thud'. She looks up and blinks back a little bit of blood until all become blissful nothingness as she faints-[/shadow]
[that'll do pig... that'll do.. *clap* o.o;]

[glow=white,2,300]-A thankful glace falls upon his horror striken face. Had Frost not countered that attack equally, he would have sounded the retreat- they had numbers but nothing to fight that. Crashing a SLer's skull in with a headbash which leaves him no such headache, he engages in battle with a were, trying the same technique. The were shakes it head and holds its ground and Pryde's expression clearly shows disbelief, that blow would have taken out any wolf instantly and painlessly. With a wave of the paw he blows up the undead warrior, worried now that his physical attacks would have no affect upon the creatures. He aids a pure wolf throwing a beam of ice at a were, freezing it's feet to the ground. With a snarl he engulfs the were in flames, the scent of burning flesh fills the air. the battle grows bloody, the already stained ground seems to have pools, rivers of blood flowing downstream into the once-clear lake. If they did not beat these forces, the Shadowlanders would come into their territory and force them into hiding-[/glow]

[glow=navy,2,300]-She sighs, there was no way she could be of help in this kind of condition, wolves fought meerly five paces away from her, and if she fired an arrow- magical or not- there was no way of telling if it would hit friend or foe. Retreating to higher ground, her eagle eyes spy a pitch black wolfess with burning golden eyes, standing a good twenty feet away from the fighting, meerly watching with ten or so body guards on every side of her. She smiles, having complete faith that she can reach her. She launches a lightning arrow, it lands at the feet of one of Auriellas minions. Instantly, the black wolfess raises her hackles, snarling menecingly to whoever had blown away half her defense. She looks to the skys and sees the centuar with her magically enhanced vision... sticking her tongue out at her. Snarling she sends her own lightning bolt towards Nadiah from the sky, but the centuar moves as the bolt is draw to a large redwood. The huge tree comes crashing down and five minutes Nadiah emerges from the rubbling, limping slightly, but still in tact. Sticking her tongue out again, crossing her eyes to show what she thought of her foe, she fires another lightning arrow, obliterating the other half of Auriella's bodyguards-[/glow]

[Schizophrenia]

[there is going to be lots of typos since my compy is a brat. sorry for not fixing them i you find one that is not fixed]

Nova glared down towards the bloody battle.Audits kissed his skull as he lept down a seris of rocks and landed with a loud thud next to his own werewolf.snarling visiously he ran past most of the fight towards nadia.closing his eyes for but a second, a ray of lightning shot out towards 3 black wolves. his plush tail shot out behind him,rigid with war,as hackles raised and nose was lifted towards the sky.shoulder blades rose from his back as a light wind blew towards him.turning towards GW he felt as if there was a wolf there,next to her and the werewolves,he snorted,sending out a ray of light mixed with fire towards that area and turning towards another werewolf.


destiny turned towards her beloved amaroq, a smile crept across her face as the golden one watched.running out after her mate, she found a black wolf.snarling,she sent out a icicle towards it, but as the wolf dodged ,she followed with three more,sending two crasing through its skull

the sable minx stood tall and firm,hackles raised as rigid stance was taken,whipcord curled around her back as fangs where born towards the werewolves.raising her nose toward the sky, her eyes glowed adark crimson red.the trees surroundig shook violently and a satanic laughter could be heard.hundreds off hell hounds ran from the forest. the biggest an astounding 2000 lbs and the smallest a mere 700 .the hell hounds reaked of burning flesh, bones of crushed black. holes,where eyes shoud have been,glowed a bright orange as hundreds of there kind fluttered out. at least 3 hell hounds jumped on every werewolf, others went after the black wolves.she was glued to her ground, panting and crusted over with ice. she could not move or do anything, for risk of losing the hounds or death...


zhannel reared to full height.silver golden hair, flaxen and glittering,fluttered down his back.galloping towards nadia at great speed,he tossed a wild war cry towards her.shooting out a lightning bolt, mixed with light and the ability to peirce anything, he watched as it went toward Auriella.he did so and finally came to stand next to nadia, a loving punch, soft, was given to her shoulder as he held his staff out

[Lunar]

-Lunar looks around for her mate, and notices her brother-in-law covering her back, a quick nod was given as she also pinpointed her son and what few pack members were fighting. She too would have called a retreat, but they could not lose the lake, fore right beyond that was her grand-daughter and her newly born pups. Something she would not allow herself to lose. Sighing she sunk her teeth into another were's throat and watched the light strike as Frost gave her effort to the war...Disappearing in a small cloud of smoke, she arrives at her daughter's side. A small cry was let lose as she saw her daughter collapse into a faint. She hurried over and checked her daughter over, only then realizing that the younger femme bore the swollen stomach of a pregnant wolf. She'd been so preoccupied..She herself had barely noticed. Pulling herself together she slowly called upon the magick and brought them both deep into the depths of the alpha den. Sighing, she left her sign, a lily, her mothers favorite flower, by her for when she woke, turning she walked to the wall and then through it, up through the ground she 'till she reached the entryway. Stepping out she looked over the now bloodied- white sand beaches. The once crystal-clear water clouded with the blood that had ran off the beaches into it. The war had truly begun-

-Jateen walks up behind her two comrades and bows her head softly. Her own arrow was already drawn, though she wished she could avoid this war. So much death had weakened her spirit. Stealing herself against the way she was feeling she hid her emotions. Her bloo-eyes were hardened, a true warrior never let their true emotions show through, and thus she would not allow hers to interact with the job she had to get done...She looked down upon the battle-feild before speaking-
There...There aren't any clear spots to shoot to.
-she said softly..she took aim several times only to let her bow down and take aim again-

[NamoNamoNamo]

[pardon the color-less posts. i'm on alysha and the colors don't show up on her so it just confuses me -_- i'll fix it on hank later]

-Pryde continues to fight, not noticing how many he had destroyed, how many of the pure wolves he had worked wih flawlessly- as though they were two comrades working together, but he had been looking around the whole time, looking for the one he could fight with and seem to know the other's moves before he made them. His brother, NightStarr. Yet, he was not sure if the dark wolf would show himself unless a loved one was put into serious danger. But many of his loved ones had been put in danger, and the large wolf doesn't know how much longer he can last, up until now he had ben ignoring the slashes across his face- only being able to see out of one eye, the scratches upon his chest and back, the knotches in his tail and ears. But as he sits the fighting out for a few minutes, they all come back to him in full force. He needs his brother... and his brother knows-

-Scanning the area, he finds he himself is wanted, by Pryde, his alpha. Sighing, for he still hates to do this, he appears out of the shadows behind her brother, sending a bolt of lightning through the head of a were which had been creeping up behind his brother. Glaring at the creature long after it's soul had gone. And thus the two fight, combining physical and magical attacks, becoming a force to be recconed with. The entire force of Auriella had been exposed- he whole force had finally gotten over the hill. It was huge, and no matter how strong they were, it seemed for the two they would kill- four more took their place-

-Nadiah smiles sticking her tongue out at Zhaneel in the same playful manner and nods to Jateen, instantly regaining her serious posture in front of her alpha and friend. Nodding, she replies- Aim for their leaders -Staring at Auriella who was starting towards Curse to help him- now that her body guards were gone, standing there was of no use-

[GoldenWind]

[glow=silver,2,300]-GW took a quick glance around feeling slightly confident about herself, but the confidnce vanished as the ground shook. She watched as the zombie/werewolves rose from the ground. GW sighed mentally this was just what the pack needed now. Then hearing a voice she turned around quickly to face Curse. Seeing him and his three minions,the little confidence that she had dropped well below zero. yet if she didn't have any she could at least make it seem like she had. She bared her fangs- "Bring it on.." -Her golden eyes quickly changed to pale blue as the magic ran through her veins,she knew she would need it. But she was caught off guard when not Curse, but one of his three minions attacked her, knocking her to the ground. She got up quickly growling as she felt pain. She then lunged towards the zombie scratching and biting it with all her might. The adreniline rushed through her veins as she continued attacking in the same manner. As she was scratched and bitten back she fought away the pain. She would not be taken as a weakling. But she wanted to get this fight over and done with now. She concentrated and caused a burst of wind to hit the zombie causing it to fall to the ground and hit it's head. GW looked on she wasn't sure if the zombie was dead or unconscious but at this point she didn't really care.[/glow]

[Dyssfunkshinel]

-Tawaekeial's eye twitches as the brute advances. Her back quarters quiver, but she tries to keep straight backed. she knows that he can see fear in her eyes. the zombies errupting from their graves had frozen her in place, habit. she could only whine fearfully as they came nearer-

[FrostByte]

[glow=navy,2,300]-Hazel orbed eyes fall upon Tweak and she raises her upper lip in disgust- attacking one who couldn't defend, how low. But that was what you got for fighting an enemy who knew not of honor- knew only of death, disease. Reaching back into her wooden quiver, she draws forth an arrow, blade kissed with flame. Firing it quickly and accuretly, it lands in the skull of one of the were's, killing it instantly and refilling the air with the foul stench of burning flesh and fur. Had she been new to this world, the bile would have risen from her stomache, caused her to be sick in her tracks. But she had seen and smelt far too much of this to be affected the least bit. Next she draws an arrow of ice origin. It lands itself in the creatures mid-stomache, causing a large portion of it's body to instantly freeze over- the were falls to the floor, unable to harm any. Next she calls upon the arrow of celestial power- her strongest, lightning. She shoots it into a remaining werewolve's hind leg and it instantly explodes upon inpact, taking out the two other weres and the frost bitten one as well. She looks smug, her job done, but continues to watch, for there would deffinetly be more-[/glow]

[Dyssfunkshinel]

-Tweak's eyes widened as the werewolves were cast down by the arrows. this was all very amazing, and she would have laughed if it hadn't been her own life-

=Twig's hands were killing him. he dared not rest from his writings, however. his face was drenched in sweat, his goatee soaked in perspiration. still he kept on, getting down every single detail, every flinch or smirk=