ASimpleMoon

"You know..." A handsome ketucari shifted into his heldyr/hibridi form spoke to his companion, also shifted into a different form. "I didn't use to take the time to appreciate things like this...I still struggle with it sometimes, just letting myself be happy, letting myself take in the beauty of the world around me." He smiled and winked at Andre. "Or the beauty of who is around me." He brushed his fingers along the gorgeous shimmering rainbow of shyll, the maze was peaceful, beautiful, and it had Raph in a truly wonderful mood. ~~ André threw a half hooded gaze towards his companion. His human form still was somewhat foreign for him. He didn't use it often. But he liked feeling this - light and agile? Well, not agile. His Ketucari from was more agile and strong but as human he could use his hands way better, without getting to walk on them and get dirt all over them again. "That is a shame." He smiles. "The world has so much beauty to offer. This is definitly a good example..." He

Something was wrong, the sharp metallic scent of blood hit Raphael’s nose, making his lips pull back in a deep visceral snarl, even in his hibridi form his snarl looked terrifying. Something was WRONG, something dark and twisted was near, and it had his hackles raising. He’d just been hunting, fresh qarilope tied and bagged in his satchel. He’d been heading to the city, to go to his apartment to cook it, he slung the bag more consistently over his shoulder and scanned the horizon. There was a darkness near, a cruel twisted soul, and he could tell something...someone, was being targeted by it. His brow furrowed, shoulders rolling. He could ignore it, could move on, not get involved in some crazy fight yet again. A soft sigh tore from him as he dropped his back and cloak, he rolled his shoulders again, a loud popping and tearing sound coming from his as he unfurled his main set of wings. Then again...protecting others was simply in his nature. He took off towards the scent, the

They were heroes once. She’d had a pack, nay, some would say, an ARMY, heroes who made it their goal to take down the cruel, the heartless...the evil. They succeeded nearly every time, until that fateful day. That fateful day their arch enemies struck. Rairakku sent his general, his son, and his best soldiers...and surprised them in the night, attacking them in their own home, slaughtering everyone, stealing their cubs, killing the ones they couldn’t bother to carry. Barely a soul escaped that massacre. The Night Of Red...she calls it. She still remembers him, the Prodigy, his golden pelt soaked with blood, the limp body of her cub crushed between his jaws, they had met eyes, and Scarborough had known, truly, what it felt like to BREAK. Even with the stranger that had run in to aid them, they hadn’t stood a chance. They had lost. Everything she had fought for, everything she had LIVED for, gone. She didn’t know how many had made it out, there were so many bodies, the corpses

The sun was warm as it cascaded over the plains of messus, a toa was laying on his belly, head resting on his folded paws. A look of melancholy was upon his face, even sunning on these rocks weren’t cheering him up today, his harpy frill bounced as he lifted his head, hearing something behind him he quickly shot to his paws, tail rigid and raised behind him, the inferno along his amber warm pelt seemed to glow in response to his sudden agitated state, ears pinned back. “Who's there?!” He demanded, bright green eyes flickering side to side, unable to spot what could have made that sudden sound that broke the gentle silence of his midday sunning session. He heard a muffled curse, then the ruffling of feathers as a figure scrambled up the rocks beside him clumsily. “Hi, sorry sorry!! Didn’t mean to startle!” Their voice was soft, kind, and Saturn's hackles lowered just slightly. “I was just lookin for a place to warm up! I may have stumbled into the river earlier tryin to nab myself a

At some point, during the battle, his control of his magic had slipped, and with a powerful wave of greheli he crushed five of the attacking raptors to paste, watching Furaha dispatch a few more, he saw the other escape and snarled he wanted to CHASE, to KILL to not let even ONE escape...but he had something far more important to focus on...someone. "Scolo..." He snarled, this wasn't safe, he needed to get her out of here, he whipped his head around, eyes glowing pupils gone completely. "You...theres an old abandoned temple a few miles out from here, I need to get us there, so I can...so I can heal her...I'll help you with your wounds too but please." He swallowed. "Do you trust me? Because the fastest way there..." He let it happen, it wasn't like he could hold it back much longer anyway, the shift was quick, he was careful of his size, not wanting to go above the tree line, just big enough to safely carry them both with his secondary wings, the massive divine being flared all of his

The loud yet familiar sounds of the rainforest echoed around Raphael, he took a minute to stretch, claws digging into the wet mossy undergrowth as he did. “Mmmn, coming here was a good idea Scolo. I haven't been to the Tangle in quite a while. I forgot how peaceful it can be.” He chuckled, looking up to where the sunlight would filter through the thick foliage above in patches. He changed his gaze to his friend, her lutino coat reflected the dapples of sunlight in such a way that had him feeling warm beneath his pelt. He shook the thoughts away in favor of examining a particularly interesting looking mushroom near his paws, when he heard it, the agonized howls of someone in trouble. His head snapped up, eyes widening. “Scolo…” His tone was warning, cautious, and soon he was rushing towards the commotion, drawn by his nature, to protect...to guard. == "I've found it pleasant enough." Scolopendra answered from her little patch of sun, rasping her tongue over her foreleg. She lay in a