Hrafn stayed calm, turning, and snarled lowly, "What is it?" Her tone showed she was a threat if provoked, and also conveyed she didn't like being followed. The glinting knife was ready, in position to throw or slash.
“My someone’s sour,” Bronwen said to herself out loud but she didn’t mean anything bad by it, “I’m just wondering why your out here alone, this place is quite dangerous..... but I can see how you wield that knife- you have had some kind of training yes? People only learn if taught for their own protection.” She answered the question that she quickly followed up with a remark on both the surroundings and the other girl’s apparent knife ability. Which her amber eyes narrowed slightly down at the younger person as of studying her, “Now what might be hunting you? Besides me of course, however this time around that is not my purpose.”
"Hmm...my favorite memory? I have too many to count,but i guess, it would be the memory of meeting all you and making friends here on the forums. :3" ”One day I’m going to sit down and make a list of all the books that I finished reading....” “It's going to be a long list...”
Hrafn snarled, "Why do I carry this knife? The FBI. They killed my family. 'We'll protect you,' they said. 'We're the good guys,' they said. Mistook my family for supernaturals, and now, why am I alone? I grew up in the Icelandic wilderness, so I learn to carry a knife and how to use one for everything. And, why do you care?" She gave a challenge through her gaze, ready to figt for her life.
Bronwen listened quietly to the girl’s small outburst and waited patiently for her to finish before she spoke, “Well i was not expecting a summary of your life’s story,” she answered bluntly then hopping down from the branch and landing on the ground with ease of a feline to have a better conversation, after all talking face to face was better then trying to talk with distance between them both, she remained out of arm’s length as a precaution for now. “That does explain quite a lot actually.... “ she hummed softly which even with them on relatively equal ground the older women still towered over the other in terms of height. “Why do I care? ‘Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back’ most people only know the first half...” she gave a somewhat cryptic yet truthful answer.
"Hmm...my favorite memory? I have too many to count,but i guess, it would be the memory of meeting all you and making friends here on the forums. :3" ”One day I’m going to sit down and make a list of all the books that I finished reading....” “It's going to be a long list...”
Hrafn said, "Leave me alone then." She slipped off into the forest, careful to leave absolutely no tracks around. Never would she let someone do that again. Easily heading to near where the deer was aging, she didn't let anything slow hr down. Glimpsing at the deer, nothing had taken it yet, leaving it alone. If that person tracked her again, she would let her knife do the work.
“If that is what you really want, after all a knife-wielding child is dangerous, do take care dear. Perhaps the next time we meet you will be in a chippier mood.” Bronwen did a small shrug and giving some advice sort of... sometimes her words of wisdom were great and sometimes not so much, either way she wished the girl luck tonight in the woods. The dhamphir then turned and quietly walked in the opposite direction and rather talking her time with the walk. She wasn’t in a hurry anywhere and the cool, crisp fresh air was nice and refreshing for her old soul. Notably it seemed that the FBI presence was true so far, although she didn’t ask the teenager when it happened- she figured the hunting authorities were still hanging around even in a small town like this. Which means fewer in number, unless a supernatural or powered human does something.... gah even thinking about it give some me a headache... she thought to herself with a small sigh.
"Hmm...my favorite memory? I have too many to count,but i guess, it would be the memory of meeting all you and making friends here on the forums. :3" ”One day I’m going to sit down and make a list of all the books that I finished reading....” “It's going to be a long list...”
Post by 😺QuietStar😺 on May 7, 2020 10:37:57 GMT -5
After a few more minutes, when it was about 9:30 PM, Hagon got back on the highest rock at the front of the cave, and yelled. "Meeting dismissed! Stay safe everyone!" He started heading for the entrance, then left the cave, seeing everyone leave, and headed for his house, getting out his keys and unlocking the door, heading inside, then locking it behind himself, seeing Hero on the couch watching a movie. "Hey bud!" She said. "How was the meeting?"
Remember to be kind to yourself and others wherever you go
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(Hey Quiet, could Hero or Hagen find/interact with Trevor?)
Trevor hopped down from the fence and into the neighboring bush that luckily didn’t have thorns but still felt prickly. “Mr.Scruffles?” He almost whimpered as he scoured the surroundings for his plush toy, ignoring the fact that his peers were trying to get a grown up, because he climbed over the fence at night and all by himself. Mr. Scruffles didn’t go that far.... could he? he thought to himself which Hope seemed more lost until he saw something out of the corner of his eye. A somewhat overweight house cat was strutting a bit far from where the boy was at and holding something in its mouth. His first thoughts was that it was a dead animal.... until a porch light suddenly came on and revealing the toynapper red-pawed. “GIVE HIM BACK YOU-! You-!” He shouted and with his little legs ran after the cat who decided to run away from him, the boy didn’t even know that he was crossing the road and on the street Kestrel Drive. All that mattered to him was saving his friend from the despicable cat.
"Hmm...my favorite memory? I have too many to count,but i guess, it would be the memory of meeting all you and making friends here on the forums. :3" ”One day I’m going to sit down and make a list of all the books that I finished reading....” “It's going to be a long list...”
Post by 😺QuietStar😺 on May 7, 2020 20:38:36 GMT -5
Hagon heard yelling and saw a boy running down the street, chasing an unseen victim, and gestured to Hero. "There's a kiddo outside." He said. Hero looked worried. "It's like 9:30! What's he doing out?" Hagon shrugged, watching Hero head outside, and they stood there for a few seconds before Hero gave Hagon a worried look. "Hey kiddo!" He yelled. "What're you doin' out?" The boy looked young, probably in kindergarten. He watched Hero get closer to him, and followed behind her.
Hero made an effort to be friendly, and not come off as a kidnapper, since she knew that could be a possibility with a stranger on the street. "Ignore him. My name's Hero. What's yours?" She said, kneeling down to face him better.
Remember to be kind to yourself and others wherever you go
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Trevor panted and stopped running as the big yet extremely swift cat darted around the corner, he was coming off of a sugar-high and it was WAY past his bedtime. The boy had tears in his eyes and sniffled a little as two people approached me him- or rather the girl doing so and the guy just hanging back a bit. His aunt always told him to not talk to strangers but it was somewhat dark, he was alone and for all he could know that thriving cat was tearing his friend to shreds. “My n-names Trevor....” He said to the kind lady, “Hero? Like a super hero? Could you get Mr. Scruffles back for me? That big cat took it!”
"Hmm...my favorite memory? I have too many to count,but i guess, it would be the memory of meeting all you and making friends here on the forums. :3" ”One day I’m going to sit down and make a list of all the books that I finished reading....” “It's going to be a long list...”
Post by 😺QuietStar😺 on May 7, 2020 22:13:21 GMT -5
"Oh, yeah. I can do that." Hero replied. "The trick is to stay quiet, and offer them food. Especially the bigger ones." She got closer to the cat, motioning Hagon to grab some cat food or something from inside, which he did. He came back with a piece of deli turkey and handed it to her, then she coaxed the cat closer with it, and it dropped the toy, in favor of the food. She handed it to him with a smile. "Where did you come from?" She asked. "You shouldn't be out alone this late."
Remember to be kind to yourself and others wherever you go
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Post by ~Goldensplash~ on May 8, 2020 10:20:37 GMT -5
🐦Lark🐦
Lark left to go home. Once there she put all her things away and went to her computer to work on art. She was tired, and nothing was working, so she laid down on the bed frustratedly. (no tags)
Trevor let out a ‘hooray’ when his toy was retrieved and hugged the stuffed dog toy, he looked up at the two people when they asked him of why he was out. “I came from (friend’s) house, having a backyard camp sleepover with friends... one meanie threw Mr. Scruffles over the fence.... I-I know I shouldn’t be out like this, but Mr. Scruffles is special to me.” He explained his situation somewhat guilty, since he broke his aunt’s rules and could have gotten hurt by his mini adventure to save his friend.
"Hmm...my favorite memory? I have too many to count,but i guess, it would be the memory of meeting all you and making friends here on the forums. :3" ”One day I’m going to sit down and make a list of all the books that I finished reading....” “It's going to be a long list...”