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Cinder - Accepted. I'll leave it up for one more day and put up the starting post tomorrow.

Awesome, can't wait to start

Alright. We're gonna start right before Bridget and Zane are captured.

Luna growled under her breath as she paused the length of the back of the cave that she along with the rest of the were currently residing, trapped in a small cavity in the back of the cave and blocked by a stone wall and silver cage bars. Luna was the first to be captured and transformed, so the after effets of the dramatic tranformation hardly effected her. She could feel a course of raw energy beginning to burn through the blood in her viens, but she was still to young, too new, to be in enough control of herself to have any strength. The energy was only forming, not realising itself yet. And so, like a young pup, the pacing grew tiring and Luna sank back to the cool floor of the cave, unsure of what else to do. It would be night soon and ever since her transformation, Luna and therest of the wolves had lost all control. Just a sliver of moon could instantly have them phasing. Even in full wolf form, the silver bars were too much to get by and fights among the four were not rare. There were no scars to show for they small quarrles and bites and scratches, but there was a scar already burned into most of Luna's lower arm from being so determined and stubborn that she pushed against the silver bars nearly all day. It had to have been at least a month ago, when she was the only one captured, but the scar was still a bloody red and soar. Like a burn that wouldn't go away.

Bridget untangled the complex braids her hair had been in all day. As she slowly eased out the last ribbon, her hair fell into a flood of golden blond ripples down passed her shoulders. A flower or two fell to the floor, landing lightly on the elaberant (sp?) rug that was under her chair in front of her large vanity. It reminded Bridget of a field of flowers, a sight she had not seen in ages. It was a comforting sight, the mixes of reds and yellows and blues with a green vine embroided on the edge. It matched the one beside her bed and the oil painting hanging just above her desk that was scattered with her many books. None were best-sellers, but when you live the live of solitary, you cannot be too picky about what you are given.
Bridget plucked a simple white flower from her knotted hair. As she held the little flower in her palm, wondered how her father, or perhaps the maids that has down up her hair with the delicate flower that day, had found such a beautiful little thing. Though, Bridget had learned that even in Siberia, the beauty of nature still reigned. She set the flower on her dresser, leaving the others on the ground at her feet, and began untangling her thivk hair, a result she had to dela with everytime her hair was braided and twisted into such lovely styles. After a few minutes, she was satisfyed, and set the brush down. Getting up from the stool, she went to her larger bed, climbed underneath the covers, and tucked her long, silk, pale blue nightgown underneath the blankets. Outside, the sky was darkening into an inky blackness and a small cresent of a moon was beginning to appear.

Ooc:// I wasn't exactly sure how to start this exactly, so, yes, it is a bit long. Oh well.

Aaron snuck around the corner, glancign around for any sign of movement. When he didn't see anything, he sprinted onwards. What he was doing was very dangerous but he ouldn't leae his sister to be tortured by some vampire! "Hey you!" yelled a man. Alarmed, Aaron turned around. "What's your name?" the mana sked, comign forward. Think, think! Aaront old himself as he wildly thought for a name. "Arrow," he finalyl said. "I'm looking for my cousin." The man nodded, muttered a wish for him to have good lukc and walked away. Sighing in relief, "arrow" kept walking. He'd have to be more careful. Much more careful.

Ooc:// I'll post as the toehrs later.

Ouka looked up,her body laying in the dirt that was her bed. She sat up,the upkind forest around her taunting her with creepy noises to scary her off,but she was used to this now. Ouka gave a yawn then looked at her small fire she had had a few hours ago,gone and no warmth.She went to it but then a wicked fire eruped from it,Ouka being caught into the mess

Ouka let out a howl of pain as she had been caputed also,the fire feeling was true and hurt her badly.She grunted trying to ignore it then closed her eyes again,trying to escape into her world of dreams then the nightmares of reality.

BUMP!!!