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Amnity walked up the the unmarked grave. DB's lover's grave. The hunter took off her hat and knelt in front of it.

With the cross in her hands she felt the cold wind blow around her. She looked at the headstone, a frustrated expression on her face, "Was it worth it?...." She began, her breathe uneven. "To be merciful and kind to them?...To befriend him? To defend these creatures?..." There was a long silence, the only noise was the howling of the cold wind.

With a sigh she combed her hair back with her fingers before placing her black hat back on. The huntress shuffled through her coat pocket, taking out a long stemmed red rose. "I'm sorry, next time I'll bring a real flower." she apologized.

Amnity turned to Twi and watched him leave. She closed her mouth, refraining the torrents of curse words from erupting. The hunter rubbed her temples in frustration and got up. The cold wind flowing through her hair, she held her hat to keep it from flying out of her head. Amnity walked toward the gates of the graveyard, but pausing for a second to look back at the headstone. With a sigh, she finally left.

((Exit:Haven))

He suddenly had a terrible gut feeling.He became very,very suspicious of all movement. I havnt felt like this since... He looked around,and he knew he had to go somewhere.He just wasnt safe here.He wasnt sure if he would be anywhere.He tried to think.He started for the exit of the graveyard,a bit of fear in his adreneline.


((Exit biggrin emonic Ties))

Jasie casually made her way in the graveyard, her shadow looming over tree's, headstones, and passing rocks with every step she took. She rarely came into the graveyard anymore, she wondered why that was. Just like them, she has slowly become forgotten, but unlike them. There is no place to call home in both the living, and the afterlife for her. She is totally alone now, and even the comforts of that, no longer comfort her.

A familiar scent drifted upon the night air wind, and caught Jasie’s attention immediately. A wet doggy scent, that prickled her skin and caused her nerves to go on edge. And she knew exactly who caused this feeling, yet she figured he came for the same reason she did. To clear his mind and to figure out things, alone. Yet as she turned her back against the pleasant aroma of Jaden’s scent, the wind seemed to challenge her. As if to force her in his direction, Jasie raised an intriguing eye brow to that, and slowly then, made her way towards him.

Jasie came just in time, to see Jaden pulled off his wide brim hat and ruffle his long black hair, letting his black wolfen ears twitch in the air. She smiled slightly and leaned in against the tree, merely watching him, and waiting for him to take notice that he was no longer alone.

Jasie smiled and then casually walked out of the shadows and into the opening, " Jaden" she called out with a nod, and then continued, "Ahh-- sorry for the intrusion, and for the whole, lurking and sneaking about. It’s my nature, and a force of habit as well-- even when I don’t think I’m doing it, it merely happens.” she casually said, looking at him with her silvery gray eyes, and wondering if she should just leave.

Jaden turned on his side and looked at Jasie. She had recognized him by scent but not by sight. He was still fairly tall as a human but he looked incredably young, maybe just over twenty. He was wearing a long black coat and a pair of torn jeans. He shut his red eyes in an attempt to block out the horrible grating sound that shot through his wolfen ears but it helped very little. Quelling his temper and the urge to kill whatever had made such a horrible noise he looked at the girl. "Stay or go. I really don't care what you feel like doing."

Jasie watched Jaden intensively, awaiting something she had no idea of what yet, but she’d keep her distance for now. Jasie relished in his appearance, he still looked the same from when she last met him, and she still loved his wolven ears. The only change was his emotions, they were engulfing the air and not with a warm good aura, more of an ominous sense to it. Plus in him, wanting to be alone. Jasie merely looked at him and noticed something upsetting him, a sound perhaps she thought, or maybe just her disturbing him. Yet she still, stayed back.
Jasie took the hint from his reply, “Rawr--someone’s in a pissy mood! In return, I’ll simply make my presence scarce-- for I have things to do here as well-- well see ya.” she said, turning on her heels and began to walk away.