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((Are you guys stil around? I don't want this to fail so quickly if I can help it. By the way, Condone and I have already came up with some ideas for a bit of a plot for this. If anyone (even if you aren't in the RP yet) has any other suggestions, please PM me. Thank you!))

((don't worry, it happens to everyone. believe me))

((sorry, I would have answered this sooner, but I was doing something. They can communicate with each other, but not with humans. Though since they've been with their owners since birth, they probably know each other pretty well and have a level of understanding. The muses move by flying and floating, and basically hover most of the time, but I don't think they can teleport. If you want, yours can, I don't have a problem with it so long as they don't go half-way around the world))

Silently sitting in his empty bookstore Orpheus looks out of the window and into the sky. Watching the clouds go by he puts himself in a daze and didn't notice when one of his muses Nair floated around him. Noticing how the walls were coated in a blue light he snaps out of his daze. "I'm sorry Nair, I didn't see you there." he said quietly while getting up to grab a book off of the shelf.

((Not really. Some more people have joined though. Yay!))

((I'm going someplace and won't be back until Friday. So all of you be good while I'm gone. And if anyone new wants to join, I'm just going to let them post their profile, and I'll look at it when I get back. Thank you!))

A human figure was hurrying through the streets. It was a female, being followed by three glowing spots - her muses. Or...to be precise, only one of them was glowing, the other one reflected the light and the third one was just almost white and easily noticeable.
I KNEW she would go tonight the glowing green muse whispered gladly, her voice sounding like treeleaves in wind, making quick circles around the girl. The other two muses knew, what was waiting ahead and they didn't understand, how could Saizu be so happy. They didn't answer.
The girl was holding something, that would look like a folded up gray fur coat against her chest.
The twilight had already gone through the stage, where the contrast between light and shadows was maximum and was now painting the streets darker with every second.
The girl stopped for a second, her chestnut brown eyes glaring around, slightly nervous. She saw the border of this town. Now there are just some roads, fields and farms between her and her goal. She almost heard these forest fiends howling. Almost. But not really. She wanted so much to face the moon, to join with this ghostly choir, she couldn't really hear. But she just started to walk faster.
This town...it was slightly strange. There seemed to be no walls or any defence buildings around it, making all the comings and goings of humans and animals so easy. People didn't know it, but when the night covered their homes with sweet, colourless darkness the forest fiends will come to look for some easy meal, not invading too deep into this stone jungle, still afraid of humans and their weapons.
She had hunted on fields and even for dogs and chicken, who were living in houses that were located on town borders. She knew these streets well, and though his pack didn't trust her, because she carried strong scent of human, in suburbs she became almost the leader. She knew, that under the cover of night foxes, raccoon dogs and lynxes invaded even deeper into the town. Some animals - hedgehogs and weasels, had moved to town permanently, living there night and day.
She giggled, imagining, how forest creatures take over this place, without most humans having any idea of it.
Now she started running, her heart beating faster with every second, down the road. Again she stopped, looked back, having a paranoyal feeling that she was being followed, but not founding any evidences of it she unfolded the gray thing she was holding. It was a skin of a wolf. Mostly gray, though the paws were light, almost white. The wolf skin was in one piece, with tail, legs and upper part of the head. The cheeks of the head of this wolfskin were also almost white, white line running over the face, turning almost orange near the nose and ending suddenly at the forehead. There was also some orange and brown on the sides and legs of the wolfskin.
She wrapped herself into it and as she did so, she kept running, at first on two legs, then on four legs, looking almost like a real wolf, as she did so, then rising to two legs again, almost without noticing it, just wanting to go faster, get to the forest.

Usicy stopped, turned his head to the sky and howled loudly, being responded by faint sounds. She heard a faint response and continued, not entering the wood, but running across the treeline, the ghostly wolf choir echoing in her ears louder and louder, until she could actually hear it.
Some dark shadows lunged from darkness under trees, into twilight. They didn't seem to notice Usicy, but at the same time didn't seem to chase her away, so she hooked up with them.
Creatures were big, well-fed and had shiny fur. There was six of them, plus Usicy. Now, trying to keep up with real wolves she looked a lot more human-like.
The animals howled and growled, then stayed silent, ears perked, eyes lively, steps silent and tails cautiously raised up.
There was no black or white wolves in this pack. They were all gray or brownish, looking all the same, though Usicy already knew them well by their voice and markings on their fur. She kept herself from naming wolves, because these animals didn't need names. It was hard to explain, but wolves knew, who they were and who were the others, they also didn't need to call anyone specifically. If they don't have names, then Usicy shouldn't give them ones.
Now it was time to be silent. The creatures took some sub-roads and started to sneak silently on them. Usicy was quickly tired of her muses following her. Other pack members didn't have muses. She growled lowly, tried to jump up and grab Hõbe with her teeth. Didn't succeed ofcourse. She lowered her body near ground, jumped again, pinning Saizu down under her hands. Aver was holding on to the wolf-hide, staying kind of unnoticed by Usicy.
The little green spots Saizu was formed of rearranged themselves, swirling around Usicys hand, arm, then rising above her, flying happily here and there after the wolves
You are funny! They go without you! Go without you!
Usicy followed the wolves and Saizu, over a crop field, then to the road, trying to ignore those annoying shiny orbs, knowing, that now she has to be silent to pass the place unnoticed.