Talking To Yourself

[[A]ShadowToxin]

"Kill kill kill..."

"Hush"

"...Kill?"

"Be quiet..."


If one had been listening for some time, they would be preturbed by the fact that the conversation, consiting of no more than 4 diffrent words, had been going on for well over an hour now. The two voices were highly diffrent, one was feminine, the other, beastly, hardly able to be considered a voice at all. More like a growl that could form words somehow.

And if they were curious enough to go see the two speakers, they would find a most unusual sight, only one person was there. WIth the appearance of a demon, she was obviously the femme voice. And if again they looked close enough, another pair of eyes would soon become apparent, but...They were on the same body, one would soon discover that the girl's tail had eyes, and a wide toothy mouth, which was slowly moving. Her tail was talking, and she was speaking back to it, the second head's eyes were rolling in their sockets, trying to look around, slowly shifting from here to there on its own accord.

And Tox was getting bored enough to let the paracitic brain do what it wanted, even though it was only saying one word over and over, it was better than staying silent. A heavy sigh escaped her lipps once again as she told her beast to be quiet, her brain racking to try and once again remember wher she'd come from.

[[ ]Kestrel]

Kesra had been getting... agitated to say the least. She was still wounded. It had only been around two days since the attack. Both Sam and Cedric had gone off, leaving her at the Watchtowers. And so, Kes decided to go off for a bit. She would come back of course. They were pack... and hopefully they would come back too? Kes could only hope.

Kes found her stash of clothing where she had hid them. It seemed this forest was now her home, so she moved the hiding spot back closer to the Watchtowers. Then she went off, wincing a little at the quickly healing scabs on her. She still looked like she had been in a fight, but it was only taking half the time to heal as it would on normal humans. So instead of two days old, her wounds looked four days old.

Kes continued walking, finding large caves after a long while. She could move fast through the woods without getting tired. It was part of being a werewolf. Kes sniffed around, smelling old traces of scents. Perhaps this is where the dragons had lived, long ago. Before the war...

Loni walked amongst the caves, smelling so many things. Mostly wildlife. The place seemed deserted, long deserted, of anything but local wildlife. But then, Loni got a scent. It was so utterly unfamiliar, a mix of animal and human and so much else, that Loni didn't even realize she was following it until she reached a cave. She paused at the entrance and looked in, cautiously.

[[A]ShadowToxin]

"NEW! IS NEW!" Tox's tail suddenly cried, the head lifting on its own accord and letting its maw gape open, staring at the entrance to the cave where they had taken shelter. She turned her head to see what the creature's fuss was about, flicking her tounge out to sent at what caught her paracite's attention, she could tell it right off the bat. Werewolf.

But she was curios, padding off of her spot, wings acting as forlegs for a moment before she fully stood, sliding forward warally, but curiously. Her Scythe poised up, but not in an attack position, she didnt want to fight unless absolutely nessisary. So she moved up as close as she dared, peering out of the cave with bright eyes, blinking slightly and trying to see the form out there. "Whos out there?" She cautiously called, her tail hissing and gurgling before she could give it a sharp command for silence.

[[ ]Kestrel]

Kes heard something cry out inside of the cave. She froze, listening hard. She thought she had heard something about new... Kes's nostrils flared as she breathed in the scent again. Very odd, very unfamiliar scent. She better be on her guard then. Perhaps she should leave...

"Whos out there?" came a cautious sounding voice from inside the cave. Kes winced. She had been scented as well... or at least found out by some means.

"I don't mean you any harm," Kes said tentatively, "unless you wish to harm me..." Not many trusted werewolves... and if this was another fallen angel like those twins she had met... well... that would be very bad. Kes moved a little closer to the cave, peering in. If whoever inside could see her, they would see healing clawmarks on her face, neck and arm. There were some healing on her stomach, but they were hidden by her clothing.