Characters: Ashia and Scarlet
Ashia has red hair and green eyes. She wears brown pants and a green shirt more often than not and she almost always carries a bow with her as well as her quiver.
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Justin and Orin

(Thank you Wanda)

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Aisha scouted around the outside of the Greenhaven wall and found what she was looking for, a crack big enough for a fox to fit through. Scarlet nodded at Aisha and squeezed through the wall. Aisha focused on her bond with Scarlet and they switched places Aisha inside of Greenhaven while Scarlet was outside of Greenhaven. Aisha looked around and saw the merchant with his ferret spirit animal, Greencloak guards, spirit animals, the normal for her. She walked over to ,Mussela, the mercant and laid down a few coins while picking up a green cloak all while the merchant was dealing with another customer. Out of the conor of his eye he looked at the coins.
'Mussela always was good at keeping secrets for the right price.' Aisha thought, 'Now back to work.'
Aisha walked over to the door of the castle. Glancing around she stalked off and into the room where the Greencloaks kept the nectar of Ninani. Guards were standing outside of the door vigialent for any threat.
'Gaurds, the Greencloaks are learning. All the more challenging for me and I love a challenge. Wait, what are they doing,' Aisha though?
The guards were trading out with two other guards fresh from pratice.
'Now or never than. This is going to be fun.' Aisha summed Scarlet from passive state and nodded. Time for plan B.
Scarlet went sprinting ,howling all the while, through the hall right past the Greencloak guards. The guards molmentarily distracted allowed Aisha to slip in and steal a small flask of nectar. ''Please forgive me, Nanani but I have a good reason for stealng the gift you gave to the Greencloaks.'' Aisha whispered. Scarlet barked two times a signal that she was getting the guards away. Aisha slipped out of the room and called Scarlet into passive state. Walking down the hall Aisha got to the door.
The guards noticing the fox had disappeared ran back to their posts noticing that the door was slightly open. A guard looked inside and noticed some of the nectar missing. ''Alarm the nectar has been stolen!''
Aisha heard the alarm and walked toward the hole in the wall summoning Scarlet they switched places again. She ran as fast as she could right by a Greencloak leading two children most likely new spirit animal partners. The guards ran after her. Aisha ran into the forest. She and her partner did a trade off Justin taking the nectar to the town were it was needed and Aisha getting rid of the tail. Aisha was running away from the guards and their spirit animals.
'Oh this is getting easy all I have to do now is to get to the tunnel.' She thought just then a cheetah sprang out at her and caught her.
The guard caught up to her and the cheetah. "Good job Chita.'' Said the cheetah's bonded partner.
The greencloak that was guiding the two new bonds led them over to Aisha and said "Well that was an eventful first time visiting you two. Hopefully nothing else happens today."
Aisha was half walked half dragged to a cell in Greenhaven's dungon. Aisha saw another girl in the dungon.
Justin
"Orin where do you think she is?" Justin asked the osprey beside him. "She's late and she is never late." Orin just looked at him like how should I know? It's almost dusk let's see if Aisha is home.

My characters

Name: Brandon
Spirit Animal: Black leopard. She's named Matamba.
Appearance: brown hair, green eyes. Usually wears comfortable clothes that allow for easy movement commonly in black or earth colored tones.
Other: He is the younger brother of Hazel, and is said to be mute so he usually communicated through Morse code or sign language. If he has to fight, he'll use bagh nakh(claws).

Name: Hazel
Spirit Animal: Frigate bird. He's named Drummer
Appearance: brown hair, green eyes, a faint scar running down her cheek. Commonly wears her armor but will be found relaxing in simple clothes similar to her younger brother's.
Other: older sister to Brandon and is highly protective of him. She has an older brother, but she doesn't care for him much, hasn't told Brandon about him, and will pretend to never have known him if brought up in a conversation or met with in an interaction. The weapon she usually uses are two butterfly swords.

Name: Jayden (nicknamed Jay or Jayjay by the few that know him)
Spirit Animal: Stellar Jay, what else? Her name is Lunar.
Appearance: A bit lanky and uncoordinated. Usually wears bright colors and often gathers sparkly things to collect and use for his own use later on.
Other: Feel free to leave Jayden in the prison; I don't know if he'll be of any help later and may just annoy everyone out of their minds, haha.

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Hazel

The day is characteristically boring. Nothing exciting ever traversed in the prison unless someone new with news of what's happening in the world outside came into view. Sure, there was Jay, who never ceases to come up with one epic fantasy story or another and claims it really was. Yeah. Everyone learned to listen to his tales with a cautious ear after a while.

Hazel looked up as Ashia was put in prison. Jayden, of course beat her to the formalities of introducing himself and saying hi. Hazel rolls her eyes and ignores him, keeping quiet for a few moments until the guard had gone away.

"Hey." Hazel called to the new prisoner. "How did you get in here? It's not everyday I get a new prison-pal. Jay only gets annoying after a while." She talked cheerfully and full of good spirits, but inside she was seething. Not at her prison pal, but at her older brother. He had framed her for something she didn't do. Hazel had tried to tell everyone it hadn't been her, and it was really her brother who had it, but did they listen? No. Of course not. They decided to follow the eldest's story.

Hazel didn't even want to be anywhere next to her Conqueror brother or any foolhardy Greencloak. They were both bad in their own way. So, Hazel and Brandon, Hazel's younger brother, had both became neutral, not a Greencloak or a Conqueror, and definitely not getting involved in any of their small problems that inevitably ended with big battles.

Hazel looked around once more, hoping to see Brandon there. He was an excellent climber, and he and Matamba were perfect buddies. Maybe they could sneak her out, and possibly her new prison pal as well. She'd been waiting for a while, though, more than a few days. It's a habit now, looking out to see if he's there. He'd moved on, Hazel had a feeling, and she couldn't squash that or her habit no matter how hard she tried. Her prison pal would be a nice change in scenery and get her mind off other things.

Prison pal. That was actually getting catchy.

"Watch for the guards," Ashia whispered, "And Jay keep doing what you normally do."
She approached the lock with a hairpin and works on picking the lock. After a few tries the hairpin breaks. Groaning quietly she tries again with her last hairpin only to have it break, "What do they make these locks out of old rust? Wait a minute old rust." She smiles in a mischivious way backing away from the lock. If there was one thing she learned it was that a well placed arrow head could solve several problems when it came to old locks. She slipped the arrow head out of her pocket and looked for what attached the lock to the door and started to pry at the connecting pieces. After a while they broke and she swung her door open, "Now do you two want out or do you want to stay where it's safe?"

Jay grins as he starts talking about one tall tale of his. He seems to have a lot of energy and yet doesn't always know how to use it. He acts out his story and has fun with it, no matter what happens.
Hazel inwardly groans as Jay starts talking. She sits in silence as opposed to his chatter, her green eyes watching the ways the guards usually enter in from though her mind is ticking away the seconds it takes the guards to come in. She gets more and more anxious the longer it takes Ashia and she whispers a minute warning right before she breaks the first lock. "Who would want to stay in here?" Hazel scoffs. "I want out. At least it's enjoyable out there and less boring."
Jay looks hesitant but he nods his head to let her know he also wants out. Jay's gaze flickers through the door when he hears the tramp of armored shoes.

Ashia nods once signaling for Jay to keep going. She works quietly and quickly at breaking the lock on Hazel's cell. She motions for Hazel to stay put in her cell and a look out for guards. Ashia then works on breaking Jay's lock. After it breaks she looks around before signaling to Hazel to get Jay to be quiet in her normal way. Hoping it was enough to convince the guards she slips back to her own cell carefully closing the door.

Hazel is extremely grateful that the new prison pal has set about freeing them. If it were her, she'd probably take her chances and run. If she did release others, it'd be to cause a distraction and get herself out. So, to say she's in awe of Ashia when she heads to free the rest is an understatement. She smirks when she is told to shut Jay up.
"Great Beasts, Jay, I've heard this one before. At least make it more interesting next time." Hazel says with a groan, flopping onto her back so she's staring up at the ceiling.
"Hey! At least my stories are interesting. Plus, our friend hasn't heard them yet." Jay says, but he takes Hazel's hint and quiets down.

Ashia nods checking around one last time before opening her cell door then theirs. She motioned for them to follow her as she walked silently towards the door. "Are either of you Marked?*" She strained her ears for the guards hoping they were away at least for now. After all she had created a bit of chaos for them to handle.


(Have a spirit animal)

Hazel resists the temptation to cheer when she's gotten out. She follows and completely ignores Jay when he trots beside her. Hazel starts forward on high alert though her steps are sure and her stance is confident. If they followed the guards out, they should be mostly undisturbed Hazel reasons.
"Marked? Well... Yeah, I have a spirit animal." Jay says quietly, nodding his head. He shoots a sideways glance towards Hazel, one she doesn't catch. "Hazel does, too. She doesn't talk about hers a lot though."
"I can hear you, you know. Your voice is kind of hard to miss, annoying as it is. Now I've got to return the question, prison pal. Are you Marked?" Hazel says in a hushed voice as she rubs her hands together nervously.

Ashia closes her eyes and asks Scarlet to come out of passive state. Scarlet looks at Hazel curiously before turning to Jay with the same look. She knew what Ashia was going to ask next and this was not going to be an easy escape for anyone.
"Do you two trust me," Ashia asks.

"Well, we've gone this far together and you have yet to turn us in. Why would we stop doing so now?" Hazel asks.
Jay hesitates. The last time he had trusted someone and the devastating effects are still fresh in his mind. "If I didn't trust you, would I have asked to leave with you?" He asks, almost asking himself as well. "Do we need our companions out?"