Nighttime Wanderer, ((open))

[Kayara Nightseer]

The night was dark, the moon and stars' silver glow hidden by clouds. No sounds other than the natural sounds of the night echoed about the area. Then the steady beat of footsteps began to resound about. It brought into view a dark figure, slim and tall, just walking steadily by the water's edge, a soft song coming from her. Just then, the black clouds removed their shroud from the moon, its light revealing the wandering figure.

Her silver hair shone, giving the girl an etheral glow, her pale skin adding to the image. Her blue eyes were down, watching the river, but an air of wary apprehension surrounded the young werewolf. She was nervous. The young were had wandered for many a moon, searching for a home, yet never once getting any closer. She was relaxed by the water like this, able to be calm and relax for once in her life. But she kept alert, not knowing what might threaten her or come her way.

Kayara Nightseer seemed rather discheveled, her hair in disarray from running, and her clothes slightly wrinkled. She shook her head, as if to clear it, pulling her long hair out of the ponytail she had it in, allowing it to cascade about her. Her icy blue pools shone curiously as she took in the unfamiliar scents and sounds around her. It interested her, and the foriegn air about the place made her even more intrigued. She was tempted to howl and see if she would recieve any response, but she kept silent. Unsure.

[Arkanos]

A black feather dropped lightly to the ground, dark brown eyes following it as it floated and touched lightly on the earth. "Another one," he said, a little concerned. That had been the third feather that'd come loose in the past two days. It wasn't as though he was molting or anything, which he didn't think was even possible, but it was uncommon for him to loose feathers... quite so that he noticed whenever he did, especially if it was a longer one.

He stooped and picked up the soft thing, holding it gently between his ringed thumb and forefinger, brown eyes gazing softly at it for a moment. It was then that a figure caught his attention near the river.

Stepping out of the shadows next to the building, he took a closer look and saw that it was a girl... a werewolf he could tell.

"Hello, miss?" he said, stepping forward slowly.

[Kayara Nightseer]

Kayara was tired. Her long wandering had left the young wolfess drained and hungry. So at first, when the male spoke, Kaya didn't even hear him, her eyes closed in thought and the weariness that plagued her. When she finally registered that the dark-winged stranger had spoke, her eyes snapped open to look at him, Hello, miss?" She watched him, noticing how he moved slowly. Had she been in wolf form, the girl's pelt would be bristling with unease, but since she was in her human form, her features took on a semblance of a wary calm.

When she spoke, it was slow and hesitant, "Hello. Who...Are you?"She asked this with all the innocent curiosity of a child yet the wariness of a creature who knew what pain was, and did not care to feel it again. Her eyes studied him, taking in his apearance and his movements, trying to decide if he was a threat to her or not. She was still uneasy with this strange land that was not her own. But then again, her home had been lost long ago.

[Arkanos]

Through his brown eyes, Arkanos would see the caution in her. He would have been somewhat apprehensive too had someone suddenly appeared out of the darkness.

"My name is Arkanos, the seraphim of the angels," he said, nodding his head to her. It was strange how he gave his title to a werewolf. Sure, he was a respected rank, but werewolves usually respected all angesl... not just the high ranking ones. But then again, there was those few that did not.

He wondered what she was doing out alone so late, but werewolves were different than Angels. Who was he to say that she shouldn't be out? He ran his fingers through his hair, the moonlight glinting off his rings before they returned to his side . "So what's your name then?" he asked, his more casual self coming through.

[Rose]

Rose walked through the night, she was in her human form, her skin was white as snow. She looked up at the stars for awhile. She was afraid to approach the angel and the new werewolf because of the past. She would not come out unless they didn't wanted to hurt her, she was hiding behind a building watching them talked to each other. She knew that perhaps the werewolf might be smell her. But if she started to come at her. She would take off running.

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[Arkanos]

It was then that Arkanos suddenly felt a sense of paranoia as he stood there speaking to the werewolf, who's name he hadn't learned yet. He turned his head, slowly around, probing the darkness for the source of his unease. He was a shadow elemental (the only respectable element in his opinion) and the darkness was his greatest ally, no matter what the circumstances.

His brown eyes scanning around, they stopped on a form nearby. It didn't seem a dangerous one, more wary than anything, so he spoke softly. "You can come out," he said, turning back to his conversation as he said this.

[Kayara Nightseer]

((Gah! Sorry It took me so long to reply ^^; I've been really busy with schoolwork.))
Kayara gazed at Arkanos in something of mute facination, awe, and curiousity. So he was a seraphim of angels...She had heard of angels in tales from her old home, but had never believed the stories to be true. Yet here was the proof, She had least expected to ever find an angel anywhere. Kaya smiled, a bright, curious smile, her crystialline pools watching him still, "Ar-kan-os..."She murmured softly, sounding out his name, as if to memorize it better, "I'm Kayara. Kayara Nightseer."

It was then that the young were scented another prescence. She looked in the general direction that Arkanos had spoken, watching the shadows warily, noting the dim figure, and immediately dismissing it as no IMMEDIATE threat.

[Rose]

Rose slowly approached the angel and the werewolf. Her pink eyes coming into view. Her white hair blowing in the wind. She was a bit nervous by coming out for them to see her. They would probably question her on why her skin was white and her white hair. She was albino what could she do about it. So she had no choice but remained alone werewolf because of what her color was. No werewolf would accept her in there right mind.

"Are you sure that's a good idea?"

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[Arkanos]

The werewolf stepped from the shadows, and Arkanos immediately noted her albino coloration. Such beings were rare, but not unheard of. He was actually glad to have had the oppurtunity to see one in his lifetime. He looked at her with his soft brown eyes but said nothing at first.

"Don't be ashamed," he said after a moment. "You are a thing of great beauty." He wasn't just saying that to her, he really did mean it. He liked the soft pink undertone to her white and her pink eyes. It was unique and very different. He was sure that there was no creature that could compare.

"My name is Arkanos, and this is Kayara," he said, motioning toward Kayara. "Come over here, won't you?"

He turned back to look at Kayara, wondering how she would react to the other. He didn't know if she would accept her, or reject the albino... he had been in many situations like this during his travells, but hadn't been in one for quite some time and was curious as to how it would end up.

[Rose]

Rose looked up at the angel speaking to her. Beauty had a price this she knew from experences. But for once she smiled a bit happy that this angel had thought that she was indeed beautiful with her coloration. Her checks turned a rosey pink color when he said that.

"Thank you but I later on in life that beauty always has a price."

She hope that he would not be offend by that remained she made. She kinda thought this angel the angel was just a beautiful as she was. But even more with his brown eyes.

"Looked at you dear angel you are missing one thing you, yourself is a handsome angel yourself.