Rosehill Sentinel (OPEN)

[darklord]

Shade breathed heavily and stood still, occasionally laughing still. Yua's giggle echoed through the night for a moment, and he smiled. Giggling always made him happier. He sat up and made a small snowball and snuck around trying to find Yua.

[Yua]

She tunnled into the snow. Smiling slyly to herself, coming up behind him, she reached up to grab and pull him into the snow. The tunnle weakening it so he most likely ended up inside them.

[darklord]

In a flash of white, Shade found himself under the snow. It was freezing, and it was actually difficult to move. He pushed but he was under roughly three feet of snow. Something must have caused it to collapse, he thought, because nothing could just pull you in this deep without making some sort of tunnel. He blew hot air from his nostrils, but the water froze, making it even harder to move. He opened his mouth and exhaled a large amount of fire, but the water melted and froze thicker around him. He was in trouble.

[Yua]

She squeaked. This was a bad idea, she clawed at the snow, easily paddling on through it and tossing it aside. Soon enough getting him free of the ice. Concerned and worried. She whimpered softly.

[darklord]

After Yua had punctured the ice, Shade mananged to move his arm. He punched and cracked it wide open. After he slowly crawled out onto the ground, he flopped onto his stomach and breathed heavily. He had hurt his hand when he punched the thick ice and it was very sore.

[Yua]

She sniffled some. Tugging on him towards the fire. She didnt know what to do now either. She felt quite bad for what she did.

[darklord]

Shade helped himself along with his free arm and flopped in front of the fire. His head lay on it's chin, and he stared deeply into the fire, silently marveling at it's beauty and magnifigance as he fell again into a deep sleep.

[Yua]

She blinked. Concerned she broke him or something. She put more wood on the fire to keep it going. From there leaving him be.

[darklord]

Mason's head throbbed, and as he opened his eyes, he saw the interior of his house. "Hmm... That was an odd dream..." It seemed much too long to be a dream to him, but it must have. He stood from his chair and walked about his house, looking at the walls carefully. His house was completely different, but it was so different that he couldn't notice it. What had changed? Mason made a wrong step and a board fell out from underneath his foot, sending him falling into complete blackness. He fell and fell for what seemed like forever, and then felt the hot sting of flame on his chest. He looked down and saw that his shirt had caught fire. Shaking and beating it maddly, the fire spread all over his body. Just as he opened his mouth to scream in pain, nothing...

Shade woke up and shook his head. The pain was intense. He looked around and saw that it was early afternoon, and he was still by the fire pit.

[Yua]

She wasnt anywhere nearby again. It had been a warmer day, so she was able to leave freely. it hadnt snowed, so there were a few foot prints. but the clouds predicted more snow.

[darklord]

Shade searched for a while but he could find her nowhere, so he just plopped down and tended the fire for hours. He was bored for the longest time.

[Yua]

She continued walking, than slowed and looked around. She sensed something wrong. Something moved in closer. She backed away some as a black liquid slithered across the snow.

[darklord]

Shade saw no point in hanging around. Yua had just up and left, so he was going home. He stomped out and jumped into the air, flying as slowly as possible.

[Yua]

She yelped. Bolting away, though stoped, the liquid rising and taking forms of hidious creatures. Growling low they moved in. Teeth and claws bared, she hissed lunging and swiping out. her claws went through one like it was jelly, but it stitched back together. Though when she struck anouther her hand got stuck and she whined trying to pull it out. Though like quick sand the more she tried the more it pulled.

[darklord]

Shade was mad. Not mad at Yua, just angry. He had had a friend for those brief few days, and now he was alone again. As he flew he heard a whine, and he nearly fell from the sky. He circled around and landed, the snow crunching beneath hhis feet. He saw a four or five indistinct black shapes. He ran over and opened his maw, flames spewing out and tearing one of the shapes apart.