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((I'm still interested, but I think I started in the wrong place. Not sure, what to post next))

((That won't do, because the only motive for Usicy to be out in the night is to go and howl with the wolves. Starting all over pretty much won't change anything. It's just that I was too stupid, leading her out like that XD It's just that, for some reason, I thought, that there are some players located in forests or suburbs. Just give me a few days, I'll try to think of a reason for her to come back to the town.))

She managed to keep up with the wolf pack.
They seemed to hear something. Or smell something. It was clearly noticeable in their bodylanguage - the way their ears were perked, how they sniffed the air, let their bodies near ground, staring at the darkness. Usicy did the same, as much as possible.
Whatever it was, it saw the muses and ran away, making a lot of noise. The wolves went after it.
It wasn't a big animal. Maybe a cat, or a small dog.
Usicy ran after them, not noticing, that he did it on two legs, instead of four, like wolves did. At night she often didn't notice that kind of small details, the image of herself running around as a wolf was just too strongly painted into her mind to allow her to hesitate.
For a second she could see the creature. It was a cat. Those creatures roamed around the town at night rather often, especially the ones, that were homeless.
Usicy wasn't hungry. She wanted to play. To chase. So did the others, like a big pack of puppies.
The cat ran towards the town. Though the town had gates and a wall surrounding most of it Usicy and the cat both new ways to get in.
The wolves had started to get tired of this game and after getting into the town they first hesitated, then stopped, turned back. A cat wasn't worth getting so close to humans.
Usicy didn't notice that. She still chased the cat, only a meter or so behind it. She, too, was getting tired, but she wanted to catch the animal.
There were a few humans on the street, who sent weird glances to Usicy, but were too busy or just not interestested in following her. She tried to avoid them. She also didn't let her prey to climb on a tree.
A terrified pet followed by a girl wearing a wolf skin, that was tied loosely around her shoulders.
That kind of hunt wasn't a wolfish behavior, but she didn't care, because it was fun.

Talinos peered down into the roofless house from his perch on its wall. Normally he stayed away from civilization, being shunned by all for the drow part of him. He was fullly elven, but the moon elves called him a b*****d half breed devil. Wood elves would not even speak to him. His gray skin blended well with the night, and his cloak was still, no wind blew. No light shone off his leather armor, the only thing that stood out had the man or his muses looked were his shining blue eyes. Baine made small splashing noises in his ear. He had been apart from any civilization for so long he knew small amount of animal talk, even a tiny bit from his muses, but only the words that sounded farther off than most. He caught the words two-leg, wolves, and cats, though could discern no more of the sploshing. He jumped from his perch backwards, into a tree. From the cover of its branches and needles he saw some wolves running from the village. He took a wide around route through the trees to see what he could learn from them. Having heard, "Two-leg" he tried to piece together as much Common, Elven, Dwarven, and Goblin he could think of. He had been away from civilization the last nine years. He knew that by human standards he had not changed at all, but inside he had. He couldn't recall any words unless he tried.
((There Are goblins and dwarves, right?))

((Demon fire, you don't happen to play DnD, do you?))

((What's wrong with being a mythology nerd rofl ))

Rosette walked out of her father's lavish manor with her muses in tow. Cringe and Willow were staying as far apart from each other and yet as close to their master as possible, and Clink was...distracted as usual. She wandered through the streets, chatting briefly with friends or anyone else who wanted to talk. Maybe buying something pretty, but she had more than enough, so it took something special to catch her eye.

"It's too bright out here. People are too happy," Cringe purred darkly. He retreated to Rosette's purse where he could hide from the world. Willow sighed.

"More sunshine for me then," she huffed, glad he was out of her sight and she could finally enjoy the day.

"Hey Cringe! Is her coin purse in there?" Clink chimed hopefully. The suffering muse looked around, and soon spotted the small bag.

"No," he muttered boredly, and then added, "Idiot...Where else would it be."

"You're so mean, Cringe!" Willow scolded from above. He ignored her. Clink didn't care though. He was too busy listening to Rosette's necklace as she walked. The girl giggled, and took it off.

"Here you go, Clink. You wear it for a little," she beamed, handing it to him. He uttered a high-pitched bell like sound, causing some people to stare, and all too happily took the gift.

In a rather darkened alleyway inbetween a row of houses, two small floating spheres were idling about. One had the appearance of steel and would occasionally knock itself against a nearby wall while the other would occasionally give off a bright light; both seeming to be trying to get the attention of passerbys.

The steel orb would stop suddenly and begins to hover near a trash can on its left side. "No one comes..." It says to the orb of light in the form of wind chimes.

"We try haarder. Someone come soon." The ball of light answers, sounding of an ethereal ghostly singing.

"Make it quick either way..." came the sound of ominous whispers, seemingly origionating from the trashcan itself.