-Nym-

[Warlock]

A slender figure slunk through the tall grass, hidden by the late afternoon shadows. This creature seemed to be feline, though there were some canine elements as well. He was long legged, and the forepaws were both of a deep purple. The claws seemed retractile, and right now they were hidden within the soft-furred paws. The tufted tail, held low so as not to betray this creature's presence, was tipped with purple. The remainder of this animal's short yet thick pelage was a jet black. Orbs, narrowed in concentration, seemed to change hues from purple to red.

These strangely coloured orbs focused on a slight movement in the grass. It had not been much, only enough to indicate that there was a small creature hiding there. But its motionlessness was not enough to save it. As he crept closer, Nym could see the faint outline of a bird. He wondered briefly why it did not fly away, for surely it could see that he had no wings and would not be able to pursue it. As soon as he had thought this, however, he saw that one of its wings was held at a strange angle. Broken, probably.

A leap carried the demon close to where the bird lay. Its black beady eyes were half closed, and its small chest was heaving as it gasped for breath. Nym lowered his feline head, and his maw parted as long, sharp fangs and powerful jaws broke the bird's neck. It flapped its good wing wildly for a few seconds, and then the life left its pitiful body. Not much of a meal, he thought, but all the same it was better than nothing. He seated himself, and, positioning the bird between his forepaws, tore at its lifeless body.

[Aveilthé]

OOC: Woah... I just had to say oO! This is one of the first roleplay posts from you ever that's been this long ^-^ =READS=

[Warlock]

((I get more creative at night, apperantly.))

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A frustrated snarl rose in his throat as the wolf stumbled into a rock nearby in the grass. His bright maron orbs roved blindly around the terrain, unseeing and clouded. His sight had been taken away by those he had thought to be his friends. He shivered at the memory, at the pain, and could still feel it, the burning in his skull. The large canine sneezed, black fur rippling with the quick motion, bright orange fire-like markings on his legs shimmering in the sunlight. The same marks faded around his eyes as the sneeze ended, his black nose twitching slightly. Muttered curses rumbled out of his throat as a black, sinuous form twined around his massive paws, stretching as chirping inquiringly. The wolf gazed down at the mini-dragon in disbelief. "Where were you?! I ran into a rock because you were off doing heaven knows what!" It chirped reprimandingly at him and soared onto his back, settling between his large, leathery wings. Wolfen stumbled further, and almost straight into Nym. "Ah!" he cried, backing away. "My apologies!"

[Warlock]

Feline head rose sharply at the sound of the snarl, and crimson orbs caught sight of the large wolfen. He gazed curiously at the small black dragon, having never seen such a creature before.

A growl rumbled deep in this demon's throat as the wolf nearly stumbled into him, but the canine's apologies soothed his temper somewhat. "That's quite alright," he said, though his voice was somewhat sharp. He could now see that the wolf's eyes were clouded, and Nym realised that it was quite likely that this wolf was completely blind.

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The dragon looked the other wolf over with interest and uttered a series of chirps and trills. Whatever the sounds meant, the blind wolf abviously nderstood, and nodded. He turned his head in the general direction of the stranger and bowed slightly. "I usually don't run into things, but Kiyu here-" he indicated the dragon. "-wasn't here to tell me that someone was nearby."

He smiled ruefully, licking the small scrape on his leg he'd gotten from running into the stone. He slowly sat, legs tucking under his massive body, plume waving once or twice, then settling near his left front paw. "Have you seen a small black female wolf, with big amber eyes? She'd probably be singing some tune or other, and..." He paused, then grinned. "You'd probably have to say she's got an angel's voice."

[Warlock]

Nym kept his eyes fixed upon the dragon. At the wolfen's question, he shook his head once. "No," he said, "I have to say that I have not seen a wolf of that description. I'm new to these lands, you see."

He raised a purple forepaw to indicate the black dragon. "I take it this... Kiyu... acts as your eyes?" he inquired.

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He frowned, taking a moment of silence to think. He hadn't seen his sister around lately... well, not that he could say he'd been there long himself. He'd gotten back form a long journey with a friend of his, and trying to explain his absence to Zoicite would be hard. "Yes.. Kiyu is my eyes, ever since..." He stopped talking abruptly, as if thinking about the incident caused him a physical blow. "Sorry..." he muttered, then raised his head a bit higher. "new? Oh, well. I've been here all my life. Name's Zyan."

[Warlock]

When the wolf abruptly stopped talking, Nym wondered if he had offended him. He hadn't meant to, of course, but his curiousity could easily have been taken the wrong way.

He nodded when the wolf introduced himself. "Nice to meet you Zyan," he said in as polite a manner as he could manage. "The name's Nym."

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Zyan supposed one of the advantages to being blind was the fact that his other senses were now unnaturally good, especially hearing and smell. He had also mysteriously developed sort of a sixth sense, one that allowed him to read emotions of others. It was hard, because he had only just discovered it, but he had the suspicion that Nym was now suddenly cautious and polite. Zyan had always suspected that the affects of dragon magic had allowed him to develope the skill, but who knew? "Sorry about that. Losing my sight... was hard. You didn't insult me or anything." He sighed a little and yawned. "The wolfess I asked you about earlier... Her name's Zoicite, she's my little sister. Maybe you could keep an eye out for her? I need to tell her I'm back." He muttered to himself, suspecting that she would not be pleased with him.

[Warlock]

"I understand. About it being hard, I mean." He nodded, as though agreeing with himself. "Sure, I'll keep an eye out for her," he said, in answer to Zyan's question. "A sister, eh? I never had any siblings. That I know of, anyways."

He lay his feline head upon purple forepaws, his purple-tufted tail curling sinuously around his lithe body.