Ｈｉｓ Ｗｉｃｋｅｄ Ｈｅａｒｔ {o/a}

[Fox Tea Party]

tab Once upon a time....

tab The snow was falling quietly in peaceful flurries from a pale,cold sky.Tiny flakes of perfectly shaped ice interlocked and created a shivery white landscape. A landscape of great contrast, for against the glittering snow mounds stood masses of black, twisted trees. There was an almost ghostly beauty to it all; but it was eerily silent. There was no chatter from chilly squirrels or cheerful singing from winter birds. The only movement in the gathering forest came from the breeze that swept through the spindly spider-leg branches. No animals, no birds; just an expanse of black and white. But then, in the midst of all this quiet stillness, there was a carriage.

tab Not a small, unspectacular little wooden wagon on wheels. No, it was a grand thing, lead by a team of perhaps eight or ten horses, with room enough for several people to sit comfortably. It was something like a fancy little house, for it surely had more than one room, and an upper seating area for the driver.

tab He was a stout little man with a stern face that was made comical by a mass of unruly whiskers spouting from his lip and chin. He wore a gray fur coat and a brown fur cap, and a long pipe hung from the side of his mouth. And although e would never admit it, he was lost. Of course he would blame it on the recent snow storm that covered the path with white obscurity.The same storm that altered the entire terrain beyond recognition, and was able to confuse both him and his team of eight or ten horses. But the truth was, he was just old. Old and lost. He probably should have turned back.But he didn't. There had been the change that, if he turned back now, a very curious and unexpected adventure would never take place. And so he went on, deeper into the forest.The trees grew tall and black, and were covered in massive thorns. The path was disappearing and so was the sky. The claws of the trees reached up and scraped aat the white sky, until it had all but disappeared. The forest grew ever darker.There was no path, and so the carriage became very bumpy. And the stubborn old man began to worry. It seemed as if the wood was alive, and eagerly enveloping the little party in its shadow.And then a thought occurred to him; could this possibly be the Blackwood Forest?

tab The fabled wooded labyrinth that housed a cursed kingdom? He allowed himself but a moment to feel a terrified excitement. No. That was ridiculous.That was just a story; there was no such thing as magic.Or curses. What was real, was the fact they were lost, and had been for hours. The driver grumbled to himself. "The path is surely around here somewhere. I'll just go and find it myself!" he decided. He pulled the horses to a stop and jumped off the front of the carriage.
"I'll be but a minute lads! Just need to stretch my legs!" he called out and slipped off to figure out where they were.

tab But he was not to return in "but a minute." Or even an hour. No...unfortunately, it was very unlikely anyone would ever find out what happened to the stubborn old man. As for the carriage, ...well it was sitting there, beneath a canopy of shadow, in the depths of the Blackwood Forest. Some manner of beast cried out from somewhere in the distance; likely many miles away. It had stopped snowing, for the moment.

And that is where our story begins.

[Gui Zhou]

ℳIKKEL ♕ ℳORROWIND

"people are illogical, unreasonable and self-centered. l o v e them anyway."

❄ ❅ ❆ ▌▌☽ ♥ ☾ ▌▌❆ ❅ ❄

♕Their journey had not started unusually. Mikkel basically had to force himself not to cry upon bidding their parents farewell - not that it mattered much anyway as he promptly burst into quiet tears the second he lost sight of their kingdom from the carriage window. He was going to miss so many people... but he thanked every god in existence that he was leaving with his older brothers. Going to a far-off kingdom to wed a princess whose face he had never even seen before would be a task far too lonely and sad to do on his own. Still, he had at least accepted their fate without much argument. He was against marrying without love and did not even desire the touch of a woman but if it was for their kingdom, then there was nothing else to discuss.

It surprised him that they set off for the distant kingdom this early in the year. Snow was awful for traveling and it practically doubled the time it would've taken to get there during spring. Mikkel fell asleep on and off during the long journey, taking turns on each of his older brothers' shoulders. As luxurious as their carriage was, Mikkel was an incredibly light sleeper and each time it lurched violently, he was jolted awake. When he was woken from his sixth interrupted nap, it was when their guide halted the carriage altogether and disappeared into the thick wood. Mikkel rubbed at one of his sea-green eyes sleepily, lifting his head from Fredricke's shoulder to gaze out the window.

A shiver went down his spine as he observed the gnarly trees and heavy darkness surrounding them. It was still gently snowing and Mikkel noted with dread that the ground was lined thick enough to cover whatever path they might have been on. The wind kicked up a bit, causing the young man to shiver again before finally scooting away from the window. "I hope the carriage driver comes back soon... The woods here are kind of scary," Mikkel thought aloud. But the old driver did not return in a minute as promised. Soon, an entire hour had passed with no sign of him.

Mikkel was beyond frightened now, uneasy at the thought of what could've befallen their carriage driver. The sound of a beast's cry in the distance nearly made him panic. "Wh-where is he? Should we go look for him? It's been too long! What if he's been hurt?" Mikkel babbled nervously, looking at his brothers with fear-filled eyes.


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"people really need help but may attack you if you do help them. h e l p them anyway."

[kiri_chan08]

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It was early morning. The coldness of the white sheet that had covered the beautiful dead ground was now in a blanket of snow. The dead trees that had yet to be bloom in Spring has not yet risen as the morning sun hover over into the wilderness. The animals who had been burrowed into their homes were now asleep for the winter as the birds fly north for the winter, however, in one particular castle and on top of the highest peak, sat a raven hair male who was now looking out into the windowsill. A soft sigh escaping his lips as he silently used his finger to tap the nice cool winder before a small smile lurked its way onto his lips. His arms were covered in a cloak of feathers as he did his best to be in the most comfortable spot but that didn't last very long when a servant had walked up to him. His eyes gleamed with disappointment as he yelled at him for just sitting there like an idiot who's lost in deep thoughts.

"Bunrakuken you damn idiot! Why are you just sitting there and not doing your damn job?! Go clean you idiot!--"

"...Oi don't be so harsh on me, you cute little piglet you! I am doing my job and my job is to look out the window to see if we have any guests--" Raku was interrupted as the other servant turned beet red.

"Don't get me started now, Bunrakuken. I will not tolerate you for being a damn lazy a**! Now go and CLEAN!"

Sighing Raku leaped off the windowsill as the few feathers from his wings fluttered onto the ground. His eyes narrowing when a chuckle left his lips. "You are too serious, my little piglet. You have got to loosen up a bit otherwise you'll stay a piglet forever with that little curly tail of yours along with that ears of yours..." He slyly told him but silently laughed it off since he wanted to bring the humor within him despite them being servants an all. "Ah, one more thing, my little piglet, call me Raku or BunBun, otherwise, I won't answer you if you called me by my entire name..." He winked at the other as he teases him only to find the other charging at him with a nearby bucket of mop. "Uh oh, I've done it now!" Raku cooed as he took a mad dash down the hallway passing by the other servants who had given him a surprised look. While running, he could hear the swearing as the man chased him down but that didn't last very long when the other had stop running.

Laughing uncontrollably, Raku decided to take a breather and headed outside into the nice cold weather of the winter morning. Stretching out his arms in length, he inhale the fresh scent of the cool air and slowly let it out. Enjoying today's day, it brought him nothing but happiness despite the cursed that had laid down upon them all, especially to the four prince. Now that Raku thought of the princes, he could recall to what the woman had said. If they had listened to her, then this curse could of been prevented and this kingdom would of been reformed and been prosperous like the previous king have had. In the end, the princes selfishness had cast out the woman and thus they all had been cursed. Just thinking about it, Raku had wished that he had heed to her warning but being a mere servant boy, it was difficult. Even now, as the kingdom stands, none of the princes rarely talked nor had the will to say a thing to them. Well for now, all he could do is try to make the best of it and will try to set the mood to a good degree of happiness but knowing the possibility, it would be difficult.

Standing there like a statue, Raku crouched down and touched the snow beneath his feet. Extending his hand to pick up a pile of snow he formed it into a snowball and simply tossed it over onto the other side. Smirking at it, a soft content sigh had escape his lips when he took a moment to take a good look at the trees. Tilting his head, Raku stood there for the longest time that is until he heard his name being called on once more.

"Raku you damn b*****d! You think you could get away with this! Get back to work you damn raven!" The man had told him once more this time carrying a mop as he hit him on the head several times to teach him a lesson.

"Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow! Alright! I'll get going now!" He muttered but manage to put up that smile anyways. "I guess today will be another new day!" Raku laughed and head inside and back into the hallway as he made his way toward the kitchen to see what the others need help with.

Where: Some windowsill in the castle > Outside entrance > Kitchen tab Whom: Another servant > No one tab Thoughts: What shall we cook hm...? tab OOC: Here ya go! My first post! >D

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[phannyyy]

Baelfire’s scaly body slid down the grand staircase as he desperately searched for the morning’s sun. The snake did not mind the wintertime. For all he cared the ground could be forever covered in snow and the trees could stand bare for years and he would not bat an eye. It was the cold front winter brought along with it that Bae could not stand. Ever since that damn curse, his reptilian body could no longer adapt to the dramatic change in temperature that came with its respective season. Every winter seemed to be colder than the last, but he was not sure if that was because of winter itself or because of the invisible shroud of emptiness and anger that was weighing down the castle since the spell.

Body swaying like water, Bae slithered his way clumsily into the kitchen. His massive tail followed in obedience as he moved between the tables and counters still searching for the sunlight he desired. He paid no mind as his tail bumped into things carelessly, leaving a destructive path in its wake. It was fine though because as lonesome as his life had become, he would forever have his servants, who by duty are to fulfill his every need and want…or so he believed. Baelfire had a bit of a superiority complex that usually accounted for his misbehavior.

Letting out a frustrated hiss, the snake slid past his servants, whom innocently had been caught in his trail. Bae did not giving a rat’s a** whether it be that cheeky raven, that lazy cat, that grumbling pig, or any other unfortunate soul.

At some point in his rampage the pretty boy found himself in Great Hall. Bae finally stopped, reminiscing on the days that this room would be bustling with the many lords and ladies that would come and join his family in various events. Too bad it is now reduced to just another dull living space in this ridiculously large castle.

Something warm suddenly touched the tip of his tail, causing Bae to jerk his head back at the warmth that was creeping upon him. With a lopsided smile he quickly moved to the curtains that were hiding the sun’s true potential. Reaching out, Bae carelessly tore down the curtains with one swift tug. A loud crash was heard as the rods from above smashed against the marble ground below. However the destruction came with enough reward to outweigh the damage done. The sun’s rays pushed aside the shadows and allowed warmth to seeped into room, not to mentions within Baelfire’s cracked skin. Shivering in excitement, he laid on his back in the middle of the room (where the most sunlight was), stretching his body out comfortably, releasing a content sigh.

The only sound in the room was the happy rattle of his tail as he sun bathed. The deep blue rings that covered his rough body glistened underneath the warmth’s rays. During the day was when the curse was evident within the castle. Beings who are seemingly human by night become beast by day. Baelfire had the pleasure of being a snake. Where was once his legs become a powerful source of power as a heavy tail takes its place. Gruesome scales mark his face and shoulders, hardly leaving any part of skin untouched. Pupils become reduced to nothing more than dark slits that cut through his bright sapphire eyes. His canines extend and sharpen, accompanied along with his tongue. The only real beauty his cursed form possessed was the gold rattle his tail proudly shook.






With || Alone XXXXX[/white]Location || Castle's Great Hall XXXXXMood || Relaxed



His snake form, minus the color, the hair, the eyes, ...you get the idea.

[Fox Tea Party]

tab The wolf squirmed and writhed and snarled in a terrible protest. Its eyes were wide and wild with fury at being so disrespected by another, more superior hunter. It howled and cried loudly, the noise tearing through the forest. Other wolves would hear it and flee. Indeed, ever animal within earshot would likely stay in their dens and roosts for the remainder of the day. Azazel was feeding. Once he had the beast properly held down, the monster bore into its chest and with the finesse of a murderer who had done this a thousand times, removed its heart in a singular smooth movement. It beat frantically in his white, claw-like hand, not unlike the fluttering of a bird's wings. And then he ate it. Azazel held the warm, fleshy organ up to his lips, and opened his mouth to bare a mouth full of shark-like teeth. His canines were especially long. It is with these he gripped the heart and tore into it, wasting no time in the gruesome spectacle. He growled quietly to himself as he worked. It didn't take long, nor did it leave him very satisfied; it never did. But it would have to do. Animal hearts and blood were just a little better than consuming dirt, but at least they were fresh. Feeding off of the aged nectar of his servants would hardly be better; the curse upon them had a very bitter flavor. Besides, the fear of being eaten by a monster would be enough to keep them hiding in the walls. Nothing would get done.

tab Blood staining his mouth, the cloaked figure rose and straightened up. He wiped his mouth with the back of his sleeve, but some gore still remained. Blood and snow mixed as he returned to the castle. The monster squinted as the sun came out in hot yellowy bursts from an otherwise murky sky. The light offended him terribly. It was for that reason he kept most of the windows covered in thick curtains, and wore a hooded cloak besides. While he may consider himself simply a monster, another name had been given to the sort of creature he was; vampire. Well, except in one regard; none of the regular devises could actually kill him. He would know, he tried. They all just hurt. A lot.

tab Shaking his head, Azazel approached the castle bridge. For one who had never seen it before, the presence of it all would have been almost overwhelming. The bridge was long, and passed over a cavern from which fog bellowed. Gods knew what terrible breed of ancient creature skulked at its depths. The prince would not have been surprised if the scar delved down all the way to Hell itself. More than once he had considered throwing himself in and seeing for himself. But of course he didn't do it back then. And he didn't today, either. The dark and heartless prince passed over the ancient stone structure and into the castle. The first room was the Great Receiving Hall. Azazel could remember a time when many visitors, both nobles and peasants, were welcome here for parties and to seek counsel. The hall had been kept so pristine and bright and inviting. Now it was an aged and dusty place that held no laughter or song. The vampire sighed; just as well.

tab Azazel pulled his hood back from his face. He was a handsome man, even wrought with curse. His skin had become a pale, dusty gray hue, while his hair was very long and dark and straight. Eyes the color of blood peered out from a well-sculpted face; eyes that shifted over to the bright shock of sunlight in the room and rested critically on the scaly culprit. His brow pulled together with annoyance.

"Baelfire, what are you doing? Couldn't you sunbathe outside?" he growled. Azazel had moved to stand over the other male, donning his hood again and blocking the light from the snake's face. "And was it necessary to destroy the curtains? It isn't exactly easy to get new supplies to make another set. "

[Z e r r -- Ran]

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The youngest seemed to have a knack for making life-changing decisions through serendipity.

As usual for Alvan, his day started with the intent to spend it outside. He felt like less of a monster among the branches and snow. He skirted around servants, kicking at the heels of Raku as he passed, and even slipped around his sunning brother to escape. Van reached for his hood, tossing it high over his head before yanking it snugly down. Nestled in his hair were two silver fox ears, flicking testily. They were bothersome and the very sight of his ears angered the youngest prince.

His feet crunched noisily in the snow to his usual bench in a perimeter garden. He swung towards the stone wall, reaching out a long claw to scratch another tick mark counting another cursed day. “This is-“ His ears shot upwards and his head snapped to the side, pupils shrinking to tiny slits as he focused on an unusual sound. Did he just hear a carriage?

Van jerked to standing and then took off in a light run outside the gates that separated him from the outside world- for his own safety. Neighboring citizens were angry and spiteful. They didn’t understand the ugly curse and had often sought out in the past to destroy the cursed beings. The gate had to be drawn and sealed shut for many years but, now as a myth, the gate rustily swings open from time-to-time.

He came to a skidding stop, yellow-gold eyes glowing. A carriage. A damned carriage. Is this their chance? Is this the witch finally giving them their redemption? He could hear people inside but he didn’t bother to check any further. Instead, he ascended the carriage and directed the horses to their much neglected stable. “Don’t you dare let them run away,” he gruffly instructed a servant as he flew back into the castle.

Standing back in front of Bae, Van tossed his snowy cape on top of him with spiteful glee. Hearing his brother get a lecture from Azazel, Van's cold lips turned into a tighter pleased smile. He reached for his favorite brother, claws curling and clicking against the Azazel's.

“We have guests.”

Serendipity indeed.

[Fox Tea Party]

SO CHEER UP AND DRY YOUR DAMP EYES
xxxxxxxxxAND TELL ME WHEN IT RAINS
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxAND I'LL BLEND UP THAT RAINBOW ABOVE YOUxxxxxxxxxxx
XXXXXXXXXXXX AND SHOOT IT THROUGH YOUR VEINSღ ღ ღ ღ ღ ღ ღ ღ ღ ღ ღ

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THE SILVER SOUND IS ALL AROUND
xxxxxxxxxxxxAND THE COLORS FALL LIKE SNOW
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXTHE FEELING OF LETTING GO; I GUESS WE'LL NEVER KNOW

tab A few miles off from the castle, (for the forest was very massive indeed), Mika's ears perked up and his heart sank. It was the sound of a wolf struggling to stay alive, calling out for help. There were few things in this forest that could make such a fearsome hunter shriek like that. And one of those things was the Prince Azazel. Mika shivered at the thought. Best to stay out of the way for a while, lest he become the monster's next meal. Besides, something else had piqued his interest. His sensitive canine ears thought he had heard horses, and he was determined to find out why.

tab The youth trotted along in his dog form. It was easier to cover more ground, and besides, he had a built-in fur coat. The pretty brown dog tilted his way this way and that, and continued on. Could there really be horses in the woods? Horses? Mika loved horses. The castle only had a few left, and they were reserved for use of the princes. But...there really wasnt' anywhere they could go, no battles to be fought. And they certainly received no more visitors. He had loved seeing the beautiful, jewel-crested steeds visiting nobles came riding on, and he would sometimes get the pleasure of helping tend to them. It was a bittersweet memory.

tab It was then that Mika stopped dead in his tracks. His ears perked straight up and forwards. Voices? Could that be? Were there actual people out here? People that weren't mean scary princes or bored, lazy servants? He began to sniff the air eagerly. Mingled in with the smell of ice and rotting wood, was a warm and sweet scent...and fear. His tail wagged with a nervous excitement. The dog broke out into a quicker trot in the direction from which these smells and sounds were coming from. If there were actual people here in the woods, they would need shelter and food, and protection from all the fearsome animals that came out after the sun had set. Better to be found my Mika than someone (or something) else. Or maybe they were burglars and thieves and thugs, looking to ransack the castle and steal all the jewels and coins and fancy things all over the walls.

tab Mika continued running for a short while, the smells becoming stronger. Snaking around trees and thorns, the brown dog went along until he found it. He gasped (in only a way a dog can). A carriage drawn by-yes-horses. Mika's eyes widened. He lowered his head and began to approach, but stopped suddenly when he could hear a frightened voice from within the carriage. Yes! He was right! People were here!! Excitement and hope rushed through his little canine body, and he leaped up from his paws, barking with pleasure. Tail wagging, he approached the carriage, making loud and friendly barks.





Gui Zhou




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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ° ° ° ° ° I GUESS I'LL NEVER KNOW
WHY SPARROWS LOVE THE SNOW
LET'S TURN OFF ALL OF THE LIGHTS
AND SET THIS BALLROOM AGLOW~

[Aranel_Rin]

A pair of feet silently padded though the cold winter grass as a pale figure made his way back to the only home he had known in a couple hundred years. Usually he returned to the huge castle with several fish in tow, but today he had the unfortunate luck of a bear running off with his catch. Even if he'd shifted into his full animal form he wouldn't be able to bring down a bear. Besides, the big guy probably needed it for its winter sleep. So now all that remained were three small fishes, actually only enough to feed two people a decent meal. A long sigh emptied his lungs as the castle and bridge came into view. Should he just stay a little bit longer and enjoy the new season? He looked down, he was bare-feet. The cold didn't bother him at all and the snow felt nice and crunchy between his toes. He grinned slightly as he wiggled them around, his longer nails scraping at the ground.

It had been a rather rough morning for Alain Conway. The young servant had spent most of his morning tending to the animals. He'd milked the cows and then given them hay to eat. Once winter came they always had to use up the hay which was stored away for the livestock to eat since the snow now covered the grass so they couldn't graze. He loved winter though. Everything became so beautiful and serene. Except if one of the princes decided to brutally murder a wolf.. One of his silver ears twitched at the heart-wrenching sound that the large predator made, who was usually at the top of the food chain.

He was just glad Azazel hadn't eaten all the cows and sheep yet and instead ate the ones preying on their live-stock. They needed them to feed everyone, get milk and shear the wool to make some new clothes. Else they would need to eat fish everyday and eventually walk around naked. Not exactly a great prospect to look forward to. Although some of the castle-dwelling people probably wouldn't mind the naked thing.

Then all of a sudden he could hear the very familiar barking of Mika, another servant. What could the little doggie be so excited about? Alain wondered as he unconsciously sped up his pace, his tail twirling around behind him. He quickly made his way over to the bridge and followed the sound of the dog. At some distance away, he could hear something else over the barking.. Were those human voices? He didn't recognize them, so the princes' weren't there. But who was talking then? It sounded slightly frightened and confused too. The cat-hybrid was now sprinting, his curiousity taking the better of him.

Finally he arrived at the stables and his golden eyes went wide. A carriage. An extravagant carriage! And there were people inside of it. Now this was interesting. Some unfortunate people traveled through this land and got lost here? Poor souls.. He thought, but couldn't hide his excitement at something new. He felt like a child receiving a toy he'd always wanted. ''Oi Mika, have you already seen them? You didn't scare them did you?'' Alain asked, while wearing a playful grin, he really couldn't hide his interest. ''Should we,.. Open the door? You know, welcome the guests into the castle, like the old days?'' His fluffy white tail swiped from left to right as he approached the carriage.


ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ　：　Stables, near the carriage
ｐａｒｔｙ　：　Mika''''

[yuribirds]

THESE THINGS I WANT TO TELL YOU THESE THINGS I WANT TO REACH YOU THESE THINGS I WANT TO TELL YOU THESE THINGS I WANT TO REACH YOU
THESE THINGS I WANT TO TELL YOU THESE THINGS I WANT TO REACH YOU THESE THINGS I WANT TO TELL YOU THESE THINGS I WANT TO REACH YOU

MAY THEY CONVERGE TOGETHER

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AND REACH OUT TO YOU






Fredricke’s chest heaved, his breath coming short as he wheezed and coughed, his trembling fingers gripping his damp shirt tightly and his hair sticking uncomfortably to his face. Again. He had that dream again. The young prince didn’t want to look down, he didn’t want to see if it was real, but he had to check. He had to be sure. He moved his hand down carefully, not feeling any sort of pain coming from anywhere before finally looking down. There was nothing. No blood, no wounds, nothing but his sweaty, damp shirt. He was alive. There was no one in the room but himself. But he was alive. Fredricke then carefully moved his hand up to his scarred eye, tracing it carefully with his fingertips.

That was still there. That had been no dream.

His hand fell from his face, but Fredricke knew he wouldn’t be able to sleep for a while. For much of the remaining night, he wandered around his room. He got rid of his shirt because it was sticky and gross, and he just sat by the window. It was his last night alone, his last night in his own, comfortable room. Not that it really felt that way, his room hadn’t felt safe in a very long time, but now, others would know of his plague of never-ending nightmares. He wanted to keep these to himself. His brothers knew of them, but he didn’t like that they did. If they mentioned them at all, he removed himself from the room. They didn’t understand what it was like. Their lives were so much more comfortable despite living in the same castle. He couldn’t believe how different they saw the world, even though they lived so close. But it didn’t matter anymore, he stopped expecting anyone to understand and he stopped expecting others to really care.

Fredricke must have fallen asleep, because the next thing he knew, the sun was rising from his window. It was time to start the day. Maybe, hopefully, it wouldn’t drag on as much as he feared. Unfortunately, the majority of his fears came true.

His brothers took it as expected. Mikkel tried to be strong, but he broke into tears as soon as the carriage door closed. His elder brothers took it better, but honestly, he didn’t really feel anything. He just wanted to get this over with, to not have to think about it anymore, then maybe he can go back to his invisible lifestyle.

But, unfortunately, that wasn’t to be the case either. The driver had taken them through a rather creepy forest, and then the driver suddenly decided he needed to stretch his legs. But Fredricke knew better. He knew that they were lost, the forest was much, much too dense. But what was the kicker was that the driver didn’t come back. They waited, and waited, and waited, but he didn’t come.

He heard Mikkel jump at some sort of monster’s growl from far away and say something about the driver, but he knew better than his little brother. ”No, Mikkel,” he added with a frown, ”The driver is probably dead, there’s no use in splitting up and looking for him. We’re either going to be eaten alive by beasts or starve to death.” Fredricke shook his head, but decided he didn’t want to wait much longer, especially after he heard something BARKING at them. He just gave his brothers a look before taking matters into his own hands and opening the carriage door himself. Thankfully, he had the sense to take his rapier with him, and he grabbed it’s hilt as he stepped out of the carriage, looking around warily. It was then he saw a dog and… a man? Could someone looking like that even be called human? Of course, he appeared human, but his ears were on top of his head. Like some sort of fox.

Maybe he was seeing things.






LOCATION :: at the carriage in the woods COMPANY :: his brothers and... a dog-boy? FEELINGS :: annoyed, freaked out, and like everyone is gonna die

[The_Final_Checkmate]

♕ Ｔｈｅ Ｃｕｒｓｅｄ Ｐｒｉｎｃｅ ♔


Emptiness

A still corpse laid underwater, his soft white strands flowing with the water. Somehow, he couldn't recall how long he had been underwater, let alone in the bath in general. Ever since winter happened, Zephyr found himself more and more often in a hot bath, where he could lie in the water silently. In fact, it was probably about time that he went and go have a proper meal. Not that he would choose to go and find food himself. He hated eating. He still did. He'd rather sleep in the hot water forever. But he couldn't. He knew that he had stayed in the water for way too long. At least, he needed to go at lie down somewhere else. Thinking quietly, Zephyr got a strange feeling that something seemed off today. Not that he felt like going out, but he got the feeling something was up. Running his fingers into his long wet strands of hair, he slowly stood up and sighed. Reaching for a towel, he wrapped it around his waist before getting changed.

Letting out a sigh, he gently dried his hair before slowly slipping on a soft white shirt. Just for today, he'd dress himself. Just for today, he would decide to interact with whatever strange events that were happening.Just for today, Zephyr would try and not fall asleep. Once he was fully dressed, he slid on a thick white jacket before looking himself in the mirror. Somehow, he had a more human appearance compared to his other problems. The clothes hid his gills and all the scales that coated and decorated his body. Now, only a few patches on scales remained on his cheeks, although the white scales blended into his white pale skin. Moving out of the washroom. Yawning, he continued to run his fingers through his hair. Usually, Zephyr either breathed underwater, or he wore loose clothes. Now, he just felt like he was suffocating.

' It's only for a bit....'

Slowly moving out of the washroom, Zephyr made his way down to the main hall. Along the way, he was regretting his decision already. With every step he took down the tower, the more he wanted to go back up to his room to sleep. However, it was more effort to climb up the stairs compared to going down. Perhaps when night falls, he would head back to his room. It would at least be more easier to breathe. Reaching the grand hall, Zephyr twitched as he walked silently towards his brothers. He was surprised. Did they also know that something was up? Stopping behind the brothers, Zephyr's face twitched again. “We have guests.” For a moment, Zepyhr froze and stopped breathing. Perhaps that was what made him feel on edge. "Is that so?" if none of his brothers noticed him, then now they would have. His eyes were open, but seemed to be drained of any life, as if he was a walking corpse.

"We should offer our best hospitality to them."

'... I said that, but I really don't care...'



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( Who...? ) ☪ My brothers...
( Where...? ) ☪ The Great Hall
( Feeling...? ) ☪ Tired.
( Clothes...? ) ☪ This
( OOC ) ☪ First post yay!

[phannyyy]

The snake had fallen into a light slumber under the comfortable heat. Sadly he was not able to enjoy the moment to himself when he heard his grumbling brother above him. Bae’s eyebrow twitched in slight aggravation as he tried to ignore his pestering brother, Azazel. With his attitude, Azazel brought along the shadows of his hood, blocking away his sunlight. Not bothering to open his eyes Bae shifted away in hopes of getting out of the vampire’s way. ”You should be thanking me Azazel. Thanks to me you have another reason to leave these damned walls.” Everyone knew that almost every time Azazel left the castle walls it was to find a new victim to feed from.

Baelfire had nothing against his eldest brother, aside from the fact that the adult seemed intimidating at times. Who feeds off blood to survive! Bae was not jealous of the elder, he just thought it was unfair that he had gained the abilities he had. Sure, Bae could crush someone with his tail, but Azazel had all around heightened senses, could move faster, could see better in the dark, and was generally stronger and better. Baelfire hated to admit it, but credit belonged where it was due.

Suddenly the one thing he had spent his morning avoiding was rudely hurled into his direction. His brightly colored tail violently thrashed as it tried to shake off the wet snow. ”You’ve got to be kidding me!” The snake moved fast against the now wet floor. The cape Alvan had thrown on him was now abandoned on the ground as Baelfire snaked his way around the two brothers. His heavy tail wrapped around both the vampire and the fox in one fluid motion before tightening around the two. Van and Azazel were forced together in a snug hold as he popped his head in between the duo. ”Don’t you think it’s a little too early to be soo annoying?”

His wet tongue flickering out and vibrated dangerously against Van’s ear specifically in order to annoy him. Baelfire loved his brothers, but his love for one brother was never the same as the love for another. His love for Van was cruel. He loved butting heads with the youth. His baby brother was so easy to rile up.

"We should offer our best hospitality to them."

Baelfire’s grip on his two siblings loosened as he looked over to his usually silent brother. A mischievous smirk crossed his face as he released Alvan and Azazel all together and made his way over to Zephyr. The end of his tail wrapped around the male’s ankle gently to keep him from avoiding him, before he rested his head and arm against the adult’s shoulders. ”You heard him. Let’s offer our best hospitality to them, because we are just the friendliest bunch of lads this land has to offer.” His voice reeked of sarcasm as he tilted his head to the side, playfully bumping into his normally mute brother.

”Right?”







With || Zephyr, Alvan, & Azazel XXXXX[/white]Location || Castle's Great Hall XXXXXMood || Irritated



His snake form, minus the color, the hair, the eyes, ...you get the idea.

[Ryuna Bloodmire]

Location: I have no idea. Stables? xxx♞xxxMood: Curious xxx ♞xxxCompany: My brothers, a dog, and some fox man.

♕ Darius Morrowind♔

Curse this foul weather! Darius Morrowind hated the winter. He hated the cold. He hated the snow. He most certainly loathed the ice storms. Why in the world would hsi parents think ti was a good idea to ship their four sons off to their arranged marriages in a blizzard? Well, Darius knew why. That was an answer that Darius knew too well and has been plagued by ever since the incident occurred. The oldest prince huffed lightly as he pulled his coat tighter around himself and untucked his blond ponytail from behind his back to drape over his shoulder. The oldest prince knew his parents were angry with him and he had the scars to prove it, but to punish his younger siblings too? If his parents could have seen how Mikkel had cried when they left the kingdom! The very thought had Darius fuming the whole way into the forest.

Darius was typically a happy person. He was very optimistic and was when faced with a bad situation he could always find something good or hopeful about it. When in the company of his family and strangers, Darius would always wear a smile and try to keep everyone's spirits up. However, there was one of his brothers that could always tell his real smiles from his fake ones and he was the only one that Darius truly confided in. Darius looked down to said brother, Iefyr. The dark haired and second eldest prince, who their youngest brother took after in appearance, was sleeping soundly against his side. The trip had already been a long one and both Iefyr and Mikkel had fallen asleep already. Fredricke was quiet, as per usual, but Darius did not mind the silence. It gave him time to think about how he was ever going to make this up to his brothers.

None of them had showed any interest in dating let alone marriage and now they were being forced to marry princesses from a neighboring kingdom. Darius hated himself for taking away what little choice they had left simply because his own choice was considered to be below his station. The blond shifted his hand to hold his sleeping brother's hand as he silently made a promise to make it up to them all...but how in the world was he going to do that? Maybe if we got lost in the woods the four of us could run away somewhere... Tch, mom and dad would send the whole kingdom on a manhunt though. Hell, our kingdoms would probably be at war, thousands of innocent people would die, and it's all because I selfishly want my brothers to be happy. Darius groaned as he looked out the window. "Why the ******** have we not reached the other kingdom by now?" Darius had mumbled to himself.

His rhetorical question was answered as the carriage driver stopped and said he was going to be right back. Darius rolled his eyes and looked over to Mikkel who started to wake up and comment on the missing driver. "The man has gotten us lost before. If he does not return then I will find where we are supposed to be going." Darius glanced out the window to look at the ominous forest that surrounded them. A sinking feeling hit his stomach that the driver was not going to come back either by choice or worse.. After an hour went by, a horrible howl came from a beast of the forest, and Mikkel was becoming beyond worried as he suggested that maybe they would need to look for him. Darius parted his lips to answer his frightened brother but Fredricke finally broke his own silence to make the situation worse. Sure, Darius could not scold him for lying because it was probably true that the driver was dead somewhere. However, being so negative would only make Mikkel cry in the end. "Come now, Rickie. You know very well that yourself, Iefyr, and I all know how to protect ourselves with a sword. Do not think that a beast could kill us so easily. Besides, we are in the woods and I know how to hunt. I would keep us from starving. Come, Miki, do not be so afraid. I will always protect you."

Darius smiled to his youngest sibling as he released Iefyr's hand to reach out for Mikkel. He took ahold of his Mikkel's hand and pulled him into his lap to hold him. About that time, the carriage started to move again and Darius smiled. "There now, see? He has come back to us. He must have found the way finally." He had no idea that the one that took the carriage to a destination was not their driver nor their true destination. Once the carriage stopped, Darius heard barking and blinked as Fredricke got up to open the carriage door. When his second youngest brother stopped, Darius watched him with concern. "What is it, Rickie?" Darius gently kissed Mikkel's forehead before setting him down in the seat and getting up to join Fredricke outside. He walked to his brother's side and tilted his head curiously. What made his brother stop with such...shock? Concern? Darius turned and looked in the direction his brother was facing to see a dog and a...man with ears? The oldest brother stood, dumbfounded for a minute, before walking toward the man with ears. "Fox ears on a man? Are they real?" The overly optimistic brother did not sense any danger over his own curiosity as he reached up to pet those soft looking ears.

"It was a wicked and wild wind, blew down the doors to let me in. Shattered windows and the sound of drums. People couldn't believe what I'd become. Revolutionaries wait, to see my head on a silver plate. Just a puppet on a lonely string. Oh who would ever want to be King?"

Kawaii Haya-nee

McCookieJar

Nekos and Cream

Gui Zhou

Varjoaika

Edited for Iefyr's name

[Fox Tea Party]

tab Azazel's eyebrow arched critically while standing there above Bae, watching his serpentine body try and wriggle out of the way of the vampire's shadow. The eldest brother withheld a quiet growl. "I'll give you a reason to leave," he muttered in reply, "So you can enjoy all of the sunshine your scaly little heart could ever possibly want." He was in the motion of stalking off to whatever dark corner of the castle he preferred to reside in, but stopped when he heard someone running in. The tall man tilted his head in the direction of the sound, and sure enough, Alvan came bounding up to them.

tab Azazel noted his nearness with a nod, and took his brother's hand. With a surprising tenderness and affection, he intertwined their fingers tightly. His facial expression changed little, but he squeezed the other male's hand and stroked one of his fingers with the edge of a sharp. He chuckled as the snow fell on Bae. The smile faded fast, though, when a long and powerful tail wrapped itself around him and Van. Azazel winced, and did his best to appear to be in as foul a mood as usual. But his red eyes glittered with amusement. "Too early, my lovely Bae? Hardly so, the light will be fading soon. Besides, I thought you enjoyed our company." There was a hint of cheekiness in his tone. The ghost of a smile pulled on his pale lips, and the point of one of his fangs peeked out form the corner of his mouth. He snapped his teeth at the snake. The news that Van brought with him so excitedly, though, caused a concerned look to spread across Azazel's face.

"What? Guests, you're certain?"

tab But Azazel knew better than to question Van. After all, he had the eyes and eyes of a fox. His gaze shifted from Van to Zephyr, whom had just made his presence known. The vampire uttered a soft, airy grunting noise when he was released from Bae's powrful tail. He straightened out his cloak promptly.

"Indeed...perhaps we should welcome them here. "

tab The eldest sibling was almost certain he was thinking the same thing his brothers were. This was the first sign of any change in many decades. Perhaps this could be the change they had been waiting for, the chance to shatter the curse that lay upon them.

[Aranel_Rin]

Alain already walked two times around the carriage, inspecting it from all sides, listening to the sounds from within. He'd also tried to peek inside but failed. He was trying to determine how many people were inside the carriage, the more the better. They would ease their boredom, but most of all maybe break the curse? He didn't hate his feline attributes but it would be nice to just be able to walk around again and travel for a while, see what had changed over time. Or what hadn't changed. He had two theories: one was that time just continued passing, and the other was that time stood still within the castle grounds. However the seasons did change so he wasn't sure of anything.

All this while he was enduring and trying to shut out Mika's constant barking. He had the urge to cover his ears, but for now only turned them away from the sound while he patiently waited for something to happen. His sensitivity had increased since the curse and it was frankly pretty damn loud. Maybe that was his inner kitty causing that feeling of disapproval. How could he know? He honestly didn't quite know what to do, he used to have a knack for these kind of things. That's why he'd asked Mika. His Masters couldn't blame him, he hadn't welcomed guests in a hundred years.

Suddenly Alain heard a small 'crack' and he jumped up, seeing the carriage door move. A blond man emerged from within, holding a long and thin weapon in his hand, a rapier. He smiled a warm smile at the man when he had been noticed. However the only response he got was a long seemingly confused stare. Then another blond man peeked outside, who briefly gave him the exact same look as the former. Oh right.. He thought, right now there were ears on his head and a tail sweeping behind him. A tiny little detail which had slipped his mind for a bit. His excitement over the new arrivals must have made him overlook that.

It was not like he could help it, his appearance stayed this way for a big part of the day. Next, the blond one with the pony-tail walked up to him, questioning him about his ears. Before Alain could react his ears were being touched and petted. He didn't even realize it but he started purring softly, enjoying the gentle ministrations. ''Ah- that tickles!'' He chuckled, as his ears twitched at the sensation of being touched. ''They're real, they're real.'' He informed the blonde. His Masters would greet them soon, and some of them had even more extreme appearances than he had. How would these ignorant people take that? He couldn't possibly predict that. Alain once again smiled humbly and bowed slightly, ''Welcome to Castle Blackwood, may I assume that you are tired from the trip? If so, please rest inside, my Masters eagerly await your coming.'' He declared, making an elegant gesture toward the castles' entrance. He wasn't sure if the Princes really were 'eager' to see the guests but it seemed less intimidating this way right? Right?


ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ　：　Stables, near the carriage
ｐａｒｔｙ　：　Darius, Fredricke and Mika + the other still hidden princes.''''