Jace Mason


My ears would twitch again, hearing the fox climb higher. This isn't a regular fox...this is probably a native of the lost tribe... I'd think, as i turn to the human with the fox features on the tree. "Listen, i won't hurt you. I don't plan to that is." I'd say, trying to make her less afraid. "I'm going to grab some food back at my house, you can follow if you want, but i won't force you." I'd say, getting up and starting to walk slowly, giving her a chance to catch up.

April
I was already too far to hear his words, I was on my way to the cliff where I could see the ocean. I grab each branch, careful not to make a sound aside from the rustle of leaves every here and there. I finally make it back to where I have been working, and begin to swing on my ropes I have secured in the trees. This makes for a faster, quieter method of transportation.

Jace Mason



I'd feel a bit bad, hearing the fox somewhat leave. I can't hear her anymore. Oh well, but maybe this would be a good idea for a book... I'd think, as i reach my house and walk toward's the cliff, sitting on the edge and look out toward's the ocean. "I love this place...it's so quiet." I'd say to myself, laying down and closing my eyes.

Gray
I dive down off the cheer cliff, keeping my wings parallel to the rock. I know that if I fly directly overhead at this time of day someone will see me and I might be caught. When I am close to ground level, I adjust my wings so that I am gliding horizontally over the buildings. My toes nearly graze the roofs. I and behind the paint shop, opening the vent that leads into the storage cellar and folding my wings around me so I can slip inside. It only takes me a few minutes to grab a few spray cans and get out, on my way again to the shadier outskirts of town.

April
I land on a big bench-like branch overlooking the beach and freeze. The wolf-boy, he was able to follow me?? I shiver, thinking my time is up. I sink my claws into the branch and close my eyes, waiting for an attack. My ears laid back and my tail tightly curled all from the wrong impression. My breathing becomes rapid and short as I work myself into a panic.

Jace Mason



I'd sigh, hearing the fox breathing rapidly, most likely in fear. She has a lot to fear out here...so i understand why she is so afraid. I'd think, before i go inside, then immediately come back out with some food, chips and a cheese sandwich. I'd walk up, ever so carefully, to the tree, and slide the plate beneath it, before i return to the cliff, to watch the ocean. I hope she can trust me...

Why did it have to be so early? Rhys yawned as he locked his house door behind him. He had on his noal everyday clothes, the black leather jacket, white button up shirt and a blood red tie. The black pants he wore were held up by his belt which held his gun. He walked along the street turning on his radio yet not paying attention to where he was going. He ran into someone, bumpimg heads with them. "Ow!" Rhys exclaims rubbing his fore head. He looked up to see A girl standing in front of him. "Watch where your going, alright?"

(xD luring with food, classic)

April
When the awaited attack doesn't come, I peak over the branch and see the plate of food. Instantly my tummy rumbles. I begin to cautiously make my way down, but then I freeze, remembering the way the water poisoned my tribe. I sniff the food plate a few times, checking for poison. It doesn't seem to have anything wrong with it, but I can't bring myself to eat any despite my hunger. I back up and crawl under a bush, watching it intently from afar.

Jace Mason




I'd sigh, getting up and heading into the house. I'd come back out with a book, and head back to the cliff, laying down and reading it. This will pass some time, i already have a book idea to write later.

Gray
I beat my big leathery wings a few more times before landing in front of my home. I glance around to make sure nobody is watching, and then I slip into the sewer pipe. It is a pipe that hasn't been in use for a long, long time. I follow along, eyes wide in the pitch black, until I come to the opening where I crawl out into a large room. It is all concrete, and resembles a large box. There are many more ways in and out but I never use the same one twice in a row for fear someone follow me. This is the only place I can be safe..

Sighing, I fly up to the top left corner and slide the sheet of metal backward so more of it is resting on the ledge. A boxy hole is revealed which lets in some sunlight that shines directly on the opposite wall. This wall is covered in graffiti that I have done, and the spray cans that it came from are scattered all over the ground. I have done a variety of pictures, all with a reason I am not about to tell. The one I am working on now is a flower trapped under a pot that is wilting. Popping off the lid of my newest paint can, I begin to detail the petals.