' ' m o v i n g o n- a l o n e. [Done!]

[harbringer]

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She silently moved though the forest, making no sound. Nocturne liked to walk though the ParranTiaga at midnight, for not many souls walked though it at the time. The sky was dark, the moon faintly shining though the thick trees. The little bare patches of grass were plopped about the cold ground. She lifted her head, ears pricking forward and her antennaes twitching slightly. She blinked her seemingly illuminating deep blue eyes, and her ebony fur whisked around the breeze. The night was chilly, well, it always is. The wind blew her butterfly wings up, and settled them back down on her back.

The Sennyo she-wolf stopped her slow, silent pace and locked her eyes on something behind the trees. Nocturne found it as the shape of a wolf.
"Who goes there?"
She growled softly.

ooc: The wolf she saw is going to be the next person who posts.

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[zero]

Zero's pawsteps stopped,
knowing the wolf had already spotted him, by scent he guessed it was a sennyo.

He stopped, frozen, as he held his breath. His Keiyou wings kept beside his side, his eyes were glowing in the darkness.
It was unusual for most Keiyous to be on land, while he was more used to it than others.
His lion like tail flicked,
did she spot me? Or is it myself?
He shook his head, knowing what she said must mean she spotted him.

From the shadows Zero slipped out, looking at the Sennyo.

[Cy]

Zero, You have not finished your wolf Profile, you are not allowed to post yet.

[Chance]

Farther south. That's where I should head, thought the the brown and white Chance. He shook out his wings trying to gain some warmth. The forest was dark and cold, too much of a reminder of that night two years ago. Too similar, painfully so. The small Keiyou sulked. He should be asleep by now, not rummaging for a den. Sometimes the thought he was too picky for his own good.

"Who goes there?" a growl sounded though the trees.

Chance froze, his ears folded back and tail whipped under his legs. He cursed himself. It was late and he had let his guard down. Stretching out his weak wings in preparation to take flight and bunched his muscles.

"No one of great concern," he said voice soft and sleepy sounding with only a hint of fear. He felt proud that he didn't sound as frightened as he felt.

[harbringer]

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Nocturne sharply turned her head to her left, where the sound of the voice came from. Taking a few silent steps backward and turning around, she looked at the wolf close up. A male, brown and white Keiyou. From the looks of it he meant no harm. Or did he not?

Her deep blue eyes darted to his purple eyes and locked with them.
"Who, may I ask, are you?"
Nocturne asked, taking a few steps closer, but not close to the point of him seeing her whole body or face; just her dimly glowing eyes.

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[Chance]

"Who, may I ask, are you?"

Chance's feathers ruffled at the unexpected sight of the speaker's brilliant blue eyes. He squinted to see more of her but didn't risk going closer. Taking a step back his rump ran into a tree. He admitted a soft grunt of annoyance. Trapped. That was never a good sign. Dusk eyes flitted to his back then back to the she-wolf. With a sigh he conceded to himself that there was no way he could run now. Not without straining himself.

"Chance, and you?" he said folding his wings to seem less of a treat. Not that he looked much of a threat in the first place.

[harbringer]

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Nocturne hated to give her name, but she had no other way to walk off without another word. "My name is Noctu-" She paused as the cold wind howled by. Suddenly a flashback of that elderly Yagi that took care of her when her parents went missing flashed by. That howling wind sounded just like his last howl before he died.

Then she sighed and snapped out of it. "My name is Nocturne."

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[Chance]

"My name is Noctu-" the wind howled passed and her sentence trailed off.

Chance's ears flickered at what seemed to him a pause in her speech. He took a step forward, removing his backside from the tree's base, to inquire if she were alright. Really he couldn't stand by if she were harmed in any way. It wasn't possible for him.

"My name is Nocturne." she snapped out of whatever held her silent. Startled he took a step back and reattached himself to the tree.

"Oh, well nice to meet you, Nocturne," he bowed his head submissively, "Sorry to disturb your night."
Chance was pretty sure she was not hostile but better to be safe than sorry.

[harbringer]

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"It's okay. Terribly sorry, but I must get going now." Nocturne said quickly, and began to move into a steady walk past Chance. "Farewell for now." She walked quickly past him and into the bushes.

She headed out the bushes and sped off, her paws and legs flexing into a dash. Ivare tundra... Nocturne thought, twisting though the trees and heading toward the direction of the Ivare Tundra.

ooc: Chance, if you want to follow her, wait a bit. I'm gonna make a new thread in the Ivare and PM you the link.

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[Chance]

As the she-wolf swept past him, he noticed a flutter of butterfly wings and a limp in her step. A Sennyo! he thought suprised, with a missing leg. And then he was alone. He pawed the ground uncertain. If she was injured it would be wrong of him to leave her.
Yet he really should get some sleep. He let out a tired sigh. He could not let this go. With a heavy heart he raced after Nocturne, to make sure she was alright.