Laveda XuanYuan Every time the memory would fragment off into another time stream, she would always end up watching how the hunters killed the people. She never had a problem of lives being taken, it was the fact these hunters ended up skinning a living soul off was what always bothered Laveda. This time, she could see the whole thing happening in front of her eyes instead of viewing from the side line.
Turstin Ryann |PF|
*Turstin wakes up to the sound of birds chirping outside. The noise that most people found pleasant, set his nerves on edge. Padding over to the open window, he sticks his head out and lets out a loud roar. The sudden silence amuses him and he flashes to his human form. Pulling on a pair of jeans, Turstin leaves Am and his bedroom to head to the kitchen. He sniffs the air as he goes and notices that Am's scent was still noticeable, meaning she was somewhere in their massive house. Turning the corner into the kitchen, he sees her sitting at the island eating cereal* Cereal again, Am? Your hatred of cooking is getting out of hand. |