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Post by Eion Voli on Aug 27, 2010 18:56:04 GMT -5
Eion was standing in the middle of the foyer of the mansion. This house is amazing... She gazed at the grand staircase to the left of the door. It started with a large base as it curved up into the top floor. There was a long hall leading to a bathroom, office, 5 bedrooms and a vast library. She stalked up the stairs slowly and down the hall to her new bedroom. It was a good sized room with a twin size bed in the right corner, a tall beautiful dark wood wardrobe a little bit to the left of the bed, a computer desk to the left of the door. The room was a dark forest green color and their was a giant window that looked off into a beautiful forest of red, orange, yellow and brown leaves falling off the trees. Wow it's...beautiful here...
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Post by Uyreu Clarke on Aug 29, 2010 7:47:50 GMT -5
Uyreu Clarke stepped quickly, following Eion, at a distance, up the stairs. She passed her gazing around her new room in wonder, and commenced down the hall to her own. The walls were a deep chocolaty brown, with furniture of all shades of green. Her chartreuse bed was against the far wall, by the window. The pale green window curtains had been pulled to the sides, as to let in as much light as possible. Of course, being night, the room was shrouded in darkness, so Uyreu flipped the worn, white light switch. Bright, florescent light flooded into the room.
The werewolf walked over, sat on her soft bed comforter, and took a deep breath of the musky scent of her room. As if on cue, her stomach began growling. She let out a groan. I don't really see how I can go out to hunt with a vampire loose in the house... With that thought, she decided to wait until Eion was asleep to go for a hunt. And so, she reached up and tugged on the string of her overhead light/fan. The room fell into darkness.
Unfortunately, Uyreu had forgotten that vampires don't sleep.
It was 1:37 am. Now. Uyreu stepped off the bed, began making her way downstairs, and slid out the back door. She took off toward the tree line. When she reached it, Uyreu slid off her clothing, and set it on the traditional stump. As soon as this part was done, she began to shift.
Fully wolf, about the size of a bear, sharp saliva-cleaned fangs at the ready, Uyreu was now a creature that was to be feared by any group of deer, or even lone hiker in these woods. Test the air, pinpoint the place of her prey, and she was off, loping into the darkness of the forest.
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Post by Eion Voli on Aug 31, 2010 19:56:19 GMT -5
Eion first went to the bed and sat on it for a few seconds them immediately darted over to the wardrobe. She quickly unpacked her bag and hung up all of her clothes. Then she went over to the desk and sat down, grabbed her sketch book and pen, sat it on the table and organized all of her other belongings in the compartments of the desk.
It was a few hours later and she had just been relaxing on the bed reading a book when she heard a door creak open and footsteps lightly gliding down the stairs. I wonder who that was... Eion heard the back door open and then close within a few seconds. She quickly flew to the window and peaked out the curtains to see that the young Uyreu had scurried off into the forest.
But she wasn't human...she was a Werewolf ...
The Vampire then quietly but swiftly ran down the stairs. By the time she got to the back door Uyreu had already disappeared off into the dark gloomy forest. There is no use in going after her...
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Post by Uyreu Clarke on Sept 2, 2010 7:10:15 GMT -5
Hunting was good. Already, only fifteen minutes after she had left, Uyreu caught the scent of a deer herd. Mmmm... Her stomach growled lightly in anticipation.
1... 2... 3... NOW! Uyreu leaped out of her cover, and sprinted toward an old doe. The elderly female was slow, and the werewolf caught up to it quickly. She lunged, and her teeth latched onto the throat. The deer dragged the wolf around for a little bit, and then finally managed to shake her lose. Uyreu leaped away. Dashing forward again, she dug her teeth into the doe's neck again, but this time, the deer fell to the ground from her weight. Uyreu quickly dealt a death bite to the back of the prey's neck. Hm... I should really find out a better way to hunt deer... As her parents weren't alive anymore, and she had never been hunting in a group, the young werewolf had never learned the proper way to take down prey. Then, the wolf began eating.
Trotting... Trotting... Lick... Lick...
Uyreu thought the action as she did it, making her way home, while cleaning off her bloodied muzzle. Her full stomach was a great satisfaction. Her home came into sight, and she quickened her pace. She reached the stump where her clothes sat, and quickly shifted back to human form. After re-clothing herself, Uyreu dusted herself off, tried wiping off her still bloody mouth, and began walking toward the house.
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Post by Eion Voli on Sept 8, 2010 22:25:27 GMT -5
Eion lightly stepped up the stairs and entered her room. She ran over and jumped on her bed and grabbed the controller to her tv, flipped on her game system and began to play. Ahhh...come on...come on...YES!
It had been about an hour or so and he eyes had started to sting from none stop watching the badly detailed video game...or at least it was to her eyes.
She had grabbed her computer and started to browse the internet when she heard the back door creak open and footsteps drawing closer and closer down the hall. A few doors down the hall a door closed and the door locked.
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Post by Uyreu Clarke on Sept 16, 2010 16:03:25 GMT -5
As she walked down the hall, Uyreu heard clicking and scrolling noised, muted behind a closed door. She stopped, and looked up; it was Eion's room. A shock went through her. She was awake all this time?? Could she have... Well, it doesn't really matter. Unless she was a total idiot, she would have scented that from the moment she walked out of the train station. Uyreu continued down the hall, to her own room.
Stepping inside, she locked the door behind her. The werewolf let out a tired sigh as she walked over, without flipping the lights back on, and sat down on the bed. She rolled onto her back, and let her eyes drift closed.
WAM! Uyreu jerked to a sitting position, eyes wide, muscles tensed. She exhaled slowly as she recognized the sudded jarring sound. She was awoken every morning by the slam of their very large, very loud front door. Uncle Raksa must be going to have breakfast with his friends. Again. The immortal looked at her bedside clock. Yep. It was 5:30, on the dot. What kind of guy goes out at five thirty to eat bacon and eggs with his "buddies"? Well, no use going back to sleep...
Ten minutes later, Uyreu was trotting down the winding staircase, wondering what to have for breakfast.
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