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@TTF:

Ashitaba's ears perked as the slow hiss of a fuse sounded by her door. Her green eyes opened from slits to dinner plates as she filled her wings with air and jetted towards the door, swinging it open and kicking the bomb off into the woods. Her fur stood on end as her gaze zeroed in on a Fae standing before her.
Ashit smoothed her bristles out forcefully as she watched the other. Crossing her arms, overlapping her battle scars, she watched and waited.
"Who are you?" She asked, in a cold, velvet voice. The wind blew her multi-colored hair around her face, her eyes narrowing. Seeming to glow at her frustration.

@KT:

Kuro lay sprawled out in front of a springs, shrouded by tree's. One hand was twirling her soft hair through her fingers, the other was playing with the surface of the water. Quietly she contemplated turning the pond into ice, but that thought was interrupted by a rustle above her head. Her beautiful purple eyes narrowed up into the light above her.
Ignoring it, she directed her gaze back to the sparkle of the water, and sighed in contempt.

@KT:

Kuro glanced up at the male and stared at him for a moment before smiling. "Very much so." Kuro said in her velvet voice. She drifted her fingers along the surface, making it ripple and sparkle at her touch. Her rainbow hair floated with the ripples behind her. "Would you like to join me?"

Kuro laughed, her eyes sparkling like the ripples in the water. "My name? Is Kuro." She watched the male, with amusement dancing through her features. "Warm, isn't it?" She asked, dragging her fingers to her arms(opposite, of course) and running her fingers up her arms to her shoulders, tilting her head in to her right shoulder and smiling at Kurt as she held herself.

He grinned, one eyebrow rising. It was more like a lukewarm. Not too cold, not too hot. Which meant it was warm enough. She was moving her arms, fingers tracing on her skin. Some females were just born to be the bane of males, to entice their every weakness. Apparently this Kuro was one of them. Kurt had dealt with a few in his time, she would be like them in time.

He in turn ran his own hands through the water, not unlike she had been doing before. He apparently hadn't done anything more than smirk at her, just a bloke relaxing in the water.

"It's nice, rather lukewarm though, wouldn't you say Kuro?"

Raelyn was wandering around, enjoying the nature. She hasn't been around any Feykats for a while... she just gets too tempermental... starts too many fights. However, as she walks she sees some bright, rainbow colors coming from under a tree. She comes closer to see what it is, and notices that it is a reindeer tuar, but at this point she's in his sight, and feels the need to introduce herself. Carefully choosing her words, she clears her throat, and smirks. "I sorry to bother you... I'm Raelyn. what brings you out here?" Ebil as she may be, she does try to fight those urges.

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Mairi, oblivious to the dangers around her as per usual, finds a bench outside across from some bushes. She takes a second to absorb the sunlight, then loosens her ribbons and takes out a book to read. Ah, it's so calm out here. What a perfect way to get lost into another world... She didn't even realize what a perfect target she had made herself out to be.

Arco twirled the girl around, cupping her neck in his hands. With a grin, he moved his fingers to the base of her neck and dug his claws in deep, making sure to barely miss any veins. He slowly carved his mark into the girl, inhaling the sweet scent of blood. A low growl escaped his lips as his grip tightened, sending blood pouring out of her quivering body. "Like it now, hmmm sweets?" He said, letting his sadistic nature overtake him. For a split moment of sanity, he released some pressure, and cursed his father madly before sighing into her hair and letting go. He stepped back, waiting for her to fall to the floor.

Arco let out a bellowing laugh. "Mad? Now now sweets, why insult me in such manner?" He licked the blood from his claws slowly, savoring the flavor of life. "Mmm, I can hear your heart.. pumping.. Like a humming bird, pretty butterfly. Oh, I hope you don't bleed out. This has been.. rather fun<3" He chuckled lightly, then whistled for his grandson.

Akari trudged from his nesting, with a first aid kit in tow. He looked over his grandfather soberly before dissapearing to find his sister and mother.

"Why, my dear?" Arco said softly. His smile grew wider, "Because I love the thrill that is a person knowing they might be about to die! The beauty in pain, and how gloriously alive your body is when it's in danger of dying." He raked his claws against the stone wall of his home, making yet another scratch pattern in the walls. His claws were rainbow, leaving a multi-color scar on the stone. "You see, when your life is threatened, everything snaps into focus, your heart accelerates, and the instinct to flee overtakes any other need.. any emotion.." Arco broke off, lost in thought. "Death is an art, my sweets." He continued, "One that must be taken careful consideration. Mmm must be careful with fragile spirits such as yours, darling. For I don't want to damage that beautiful soul. You see, after you die, your frozen as you are. I want my mark to last for all eternity..." He trailed off, dragging his claws against the stone as he walked towards her, sharpening their tips as each step brought him closer to that warm.. beating heart..