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((Or rather, I'll give you my character skeleton and you follow suite. Then I will write an intro. Unless you wanna go first. ^.~

Name: Selenia, Princess of Vampires
Age: Very old. A few years over five hundred.
Race: Vampire
Appearance: Very tall and very willowy, Selenia also has the characteristic pale skin of her kind. She has long, silky, black hair that nearly reaches her hips. Her eyes are a crystal amethyst colour. She is generally found wearing regal dresses adorned with spiders.
Personality: She acts noble as her position in the heirarchy deems it. Very cold and very aloof, Selenia does not open up to others very well. She is very quiet, but when she does talk it is usually something important. She has a sweet voice that is ruined by the fact she usually speaks in monotone.
Short Bio: Being the first daughter to the king of the Vampires, Selenia is next in line for the throne. She has other siblings, but they are not very close because of this fact. Now, recently, she has been put under a challenge: her father is dying and a new race of hellspawn has appeared. What's more, they are specifically targeting Vampires. Her siblings look at her with amusement: if she fails, she dies, and then someone else gets the throne. Wanting to protect his people, the king has issued that his eldest daughter should make a truce with the werwolves, for they would surely need their help in the upcoming battle for their position as the main children of the night.

And that's where our story begins! Now you give me all that information about your wolf and then we'll start!))

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((Sorry if I'm slow! I've been working on colouring a picture, so I am kind of doing both at the same time. XD))

Selenia, if anything, was upset that her father was dying. He was very, very, very old, so it was only natural. But what would she do when he was gone? He had been one of the only people she had loved. And he had been a good ruler. Would she be able to take up the mantel when he was no longer around? This was what most worried her. Sure, she was a couple centuries old. She knew a lot about politics. She knew a lot about bad politicians as well. All of the bad decisions they had made. And now she was worried that she might make a bad decision, too. But right now, she had to follow through with one of her fathers decisions. She had to go the werewolves and ask for their help.

She was fairly certain that she could get their help. After all, Zek Ravenscroft, prince of the Wolves, was the closest thing she had ever gotten to love. THey were very close, much to her father and everyone else's dismay. Vampires and werewolves were not meant to be.

She ran a silver brush through her long, raven hair. If she was going to impress people, she had to look her most regal. Currently, she wore nothing but frilly undergarments, getting ready to have her servant help her with her heavy and hard to put on clothes. She called softly for Mikiria. She knew the girl would be close by.

((I dragged in another character! XD Was this okay?))

Selenia stood up gracefully, standing nearly a foot taller than the other woman. She craned her slender neck around to observe her clothing options. Seeing as it would be a political trip, she needed one of her most elegant dresses. The one she wanted was being draped off of a dress form at the current moment. It was a deep violet colour with small silver spiders adorning the skirt. The bodice was very narrow at the waist and trimmed with lace as fine as the webs of a spider. "That will be the one today, please."

She tended to treat the girl neutrally; she had no hateful feelings towards her, neither did she especially like her. They hadn't really communicated much beyond the whole servant-master aspect. Selenia generally treated most of the wolves this way. She didn't find them the most pleasant species. Really, the only one she especially liked was Zek.

Picking up a corset, she offered it helpfully to the girl. No matter how skinny she was, the dresses always managed to be skinnier. In order to fix this, Selenia always needed this helpful undergarment. Plus, it made females who weren't well endowed (like herself) a little more confident in that area.

((All my replies have been really long! I hope that that's okay with you. ^^))

"Hmm... the usual." Selenia said, referring to her favourite necklace. It was a simple silver necklace adorned with a large garnet. It was sitting carefully on her dressing table. The gem was glinting in the candlelight. This had been a present from Zek and she loved to wear it. Even if it was simple, that was the beauty of it. Selenia felt a lot heavier under these fancy clothes. It was a good thing that she had been wearing these kind of clothes her whole life or else she might not have been able to stand underneath all of the weight. She waited patiently for her servant to help her put on her necklace.

((That's cool. I actually write a lot more than other people normally do, so you're fine. You rather good for not having roleplayed before. ^^ Keep up the good work and keep on improving!))

Selenia enjoyed the familiar feeling of the small weight resting on her chest. "I am not so sure about that. We are both nobles, but the wolves don't trust us and we don't trust them." She said that in disregard to the fact that her servant was a wolf, just like the ones she distrusted. The concept of turning into such a horribly, disgusting beast under the full moon repulsed her. Now that she was dressed, she was ready. "Come. Let us go."

The tall vampiric woman swept up and into the waiting carriage. She was under the cover of the velvety sky. No worries about being burned by the retched thing called the sun. Beckoning for Mikiria to hurry into the carriage with a graceful hand, the Vampire noble looked u pat the moon. Not full yet. That was good. Even if it was, they would probably have had the girl under lock and key. She absolutely hated doing that, though. Torturing any one in anyway made her feel sick. To be sustained, she usually had others collect blood for her, bringing it for her to sip instead of suck nastily out of someone's veins.

((This is set in Victorian times, I guess.))

Just as the girl had predicted, Selenia did give her a stern look. Letting her out during the full moon also meant losing a servant. She highly doubted the Mikiria would come back after letting her out to relish in the moonlight. Plus, she figured that she was the first person the girl would come after. She highly doubted that the girl had very positive feelings towards her. "No, I do not believe that I will."

After the young Werewolf entered the carriage, Selenia nodded to the driver. It wouldn't be a long carriage ride, maybe an hour or so. The Werewolves and the Vampires didn't reside far away from each other. They used to be at war all the time when her father ruled, but after Selenia and Zek had become the leaders of their respective colonies, there was no more war between them. They just kept to themselves with an occasional plea for help. Selenia felt that it was better this way.