Roe: "yet you aren't quite like us. What are you two exactly?" I kneel back by Angel.

Angel: "I-I don't think I can't make it much longer."
I gasp. My vision blurrs and my world spins.

Kitty's gaze falls on the injured man, as the strange man asks a question. When she realizes what he asked her, she ignored it, not wanting to answer. Instead she crosses to the man. "I could heal him, but only temporarily."

Angel: "don't waste magic like that. I just need someone to bandage my arm and a place to rest." I look at her. She was a child how was she to help me?

Roe: "I am Roe by the way. May i ask who you are and what? I am the Grimm Reaper." I turn my head away as if embarressed. How could they trust me now? I was the harvester of souls for Pete's sake!

Winter sniffed Roe from a distance. He didn't seem to want to harm me, but I became wary, just in case. I suppose I should introduce myself. She decided not show them her true form yet. Just in case....

Kitty didn't want to answer their question. She finally answered. "I'm Hotaru, but you can call me Kitty if you like. I'm an illusionist, but my illusions are real for a limited amount of time, " Kitty says.

Roe; "nice to meet you Kitty."

Angel: "an I am Angel Theta, the Harbringer of Doom I think is what the demon lord called me, that was in till he heard my name." I was tired and frankly not even conprending what I was saying.

Winter growls, relenting. She shapeshifts into a girl, her dark blue cloak draped around her shoulders, its hood hiding her face. She pulls back her hood slightly, allowing them to see her icy blue eyes. "I'm Winter," I say, not knowing what else to mention.

Kitty grins at Roe, and turns to the others to hear their introductions. The wolf suddenly turned into a girl, and Kitty took a step back when she heard the girl's voice. It was cold and unwelcoming.

Roe: "and you are?" I cock one of my eyebrows. She looked cold and untrusting.

Angel: "Winter." I mumble. I hated winter time it was so cold and bleak.

"An ice sorceress," Winter said. She felt awkward, knowing nobody here trusted her or liked her cold attitude. She didn't completely trust them either. After all, they just met. She sighed. She wouldn't backstab anyone, and she was loyal is you won her trust. But people didn't give her a chance. I don't care. she kept trying to tell herself, but she knew it wasn't true.

Roe: "I meant your name sweety." I smile. She was young. Way, way, way too young for me. Yet old in a sense, so close to death.

"I already said it. And don't call me that." Winter says. She doesn't like the way Roe is talking to her. She doesn't want to repeat her name either. He'd just have to figure it out. Winter strokes Frostbite's head, frost trailing from her fingers, leaving designs on Frostbite's fur. Frostbite doesn't mind, and nuzzles Winter's hand.