~Ivy~
I... I dont know... she stopped in her tracks. Ive been dreaming of this for so long, to be free outside, to do whatever I want but now that Im here...I dont know what Im going to do... I dont have any family, friends, I dont have a home or anything... She looked solemnly at the ground, I guess I thought, everything would just work. I dont know, maybe Ill just start a life. Somewhere far away. Or Ill travel...

Would you mind making a ping list?

Bubble overheard the people talking, and began to try to walk to the sound inside of the vents

(Eh I did it myself, here it is. Lightsagafox, Hollybolly426, Squiddy13902, Shayni, Thisbyofthessally, Fengarii)

(Hruska (Goes by Thrush))

I quietly soar over the trees of my forest, happy to be in this perfect silence. I have always preferred silence to the disquiet of the forest. I can still hear the screams of the half-bloods and pure-bloods screaming as they are tortured. Some days, I can handle it. On days like today, I fly. I live in a self-built little hut, in the middle of the forest. I don't really live in the hut, though. I have dug a giant tunnel system underground, with many well-furnished rooms. All the furniture was built by me, and it was a fun project for the six months it took me. I guess it was a good way to get over my losses. My entire family, and Luci. Luci was good for me. She helped me with my depression and my personal identity. She taught me who I am, and how to deal with life. I wish I could've hugged her one last time before they took her. The half-bloods took them, to a place of 'safety.' No one knew that the scientists had their own tunnel system, with all their labs. My 'people' had walked straight there. The only survivors were the two people I hated most, Briggs and Lou. They always did what they could to survive, no matter the cost. They came whining to me, and said they "Did what they had to." I went into a rage and left our village with blood on my hands. That's when I fell. I tripped and fell on my face as I ran, my eyes bloodshot from the tears streaming down my face. I stayed there, kneeling as the pain took over. It felt as if my wings were being ripped off. I screamed as they were retracted into my back, leaving two giant scars. I didn't get them back for two painful years. I could feel them writhing inside me, aching to come out. I developed another round of depression and mild Agoraphobia. I was nothing without Luci or my wings. I couldn't escape to my skies, or to my forest. I was suicidal for a long time. One day, I had an enlightening revelation. If I couldn't live by myself, couldn't take care of myself, I would die, just like the animals I ate. That day, my new wings came. They were lower, to the point where my scars were still there. It took two more years for them to become the dark perfection they are now. My eyes changed too. They're the color of the blood I got on my hands, that day four years ago. I have become demented, but no one is here to witness it. It's kind of sad, honestly.

Ping list:
Squiddy13902, hollybolly426, shayni, lightsagafox, thisbyofthessally, fengarii, hawkeye

~Ivy~
Yeah, Ive always dreamed of the outside world, so I guess this is my chance to actually see it. She smiled softly, staring st the ground. Well here we are. She exclaimed, looking at the door that stood tall in front of them. Are you ready to get started on a real life?

(Alex)
Watching the little brat fly off, I sighed in irritation, then returned to the task at hand; trying to find a place where I could be safe.

Safe. I scoffed, following the river. Nowhere will ever be safe.
The sun had began to move, and surely night would soon be along, but being a nocturnal sort of werewolf, the thing I most wanted to do was to go to sleep and hope that night would be a better time to explore. Sounds strange, but night was a sense of strange comfort to me. Although sleeping was near impossible for me during night, that meant I could explore its hidden beauties that most people were too stuck in their own timetables to see.

The river suddenly dropped, forming a medium-sized waterfall that had a clearing around the bottom of it. Great, I grimaced, looking at the drop. Scratching my neck awkwardly, I looked around. Well...the only way is down, I suppose... I mumbled, searing myself at the edge of the drop and feeling my bare feet around for grooves in the cliff. Fear gripped me, as I began slowly climbing down, trembling slightly, pretending that if I fell I wouldnt get severely hurt.

About three quarters of the way down, I heard a soft, echoed dripping sound. What...? I asked myself. Looking to my left, behind the gushing water was a small cave. Shrugging to myself mentally (I didnt want to physically in fear of falling), I readied myself, then took in a deep breath. Yelling with anguish, I lunged myself at the space, and tumbled into the cave. Agh...damn... I complained, rubbing my head as I sat up. It was small, and pretty damp, but it would have to do for then. At least its hidden... I mumbled, sighing. Realising how cold it was, I shivered. Curling into a ball, I clenched my eyes and focused my energy. Soon enough. I felt my body shrink a little, and fur grew all over my body, clothes disappearing on my form.

Burying my face into the crook between my back and legs, I clenched my eyes shut, trying to ignore the water drips that plopped onto my head and drenched my fur. Ill be okay...Just wait for night... I thought, before slipping out of consciousness.

~Orion~
Orion stepped along the worn down old path, it seemed really old. All around him old crumpled buildings lay, their remainders lying in the dirt, turning to dust. He expected nothing good to come of this place, it was probably corrupted with spirits that longed for peace and rest, destined to wander their old homes for eternity until finally, somehow, they were set free. His eyes showered the lonely kingdom that lay in ruin, if only he could have seen it when it had first been built, it must have been beautiful.
Lost deep in thought, Orion payed no attention to his surroundings and tripped over falling face first into the ground. Damnit! He screeched, Nothing can go right for me!!! Sitting up, he breathed in deeply and sighed. A small shining object caught his eye... Trapped beneath a layer of dirt, only a corner poking out from the earth, he scurried closer to it and wrapped his fingers around the small corner, pulling it out from the ground.
What... is it? He whispered to himself, brushing the dirt from its cover. It was a book, a reasonably large book. With gold covered corners that joined together at the middle where a glass window design was created, different colours on every segment as if something was missing from it. Beneath that was an ordinary leather book, there seemed to be nothing special about it... just a fancy designed book but Orion was drawn to it, so he got curious, one of the worst things to be and the book... opened....