Wandering The Woods

[kyari]

She smiled.
"I was surprised myself. I am glad you held enough respect for me to show me your true form."

[Deacon]

" It is not a problem, Elf." He said looking up at her. Deacon was alittle surprised he had found someone who didn't run to form a mod with torches and pitchforks at his sight. This woman would prove most intresting. One diffently worth keeping around in the future.

[kyari]

She sat down crosslegged inside the cave.
"So, how would I be able to tell you apart from another of your kind. Do you all look alike in werewolf form?"

[Deacon]

" Ohh no. Most are smaller then me." He said simply." I am nobility so I am naturaly stronger and faster. I have better blood. My fur is also darker. Most other Wolves will be a brown or gray, but I am black."

[kyari]

"So I am talking to the King of the Werewolves."
She got up and curtseyed (sp?) and then sat back down smiling.
"I am sorry I have been so rude your highness, I had no idea."

[Deacon]

" Yes you are. But there is no need for Throne Roon etiqutte here." He said as she addressed him as Highness." I am the Leader of a dead race, and a dying land." He said rather sadly." My people suffered the same rate by Jadis as yours did."

[kyari]

"I am so sorry for your loss of people. This Queen needs to be stopped. Is there no way to just storm her castle and get it over with?"
She slapped her hand onto the cave floor in fury and then her anger subsided.
"She makes me so angry and I don't care who knows it. Let her just come at me with that crazy wand and have done with my miserable life."
Her sight began to blur with tears. She crossed her arms on her knees and put her head on them to hide her face and tears. She knew she would not be able to stop them this time.

[Deacon]

The Werewolf listened to her fury drien speech then watched her cry. He was hardly the person to give comforting words so instead he watched her. The only sound was the rains drops falling against the ground in light splashes.

[kyari]

Her breath drew in shuddering her whole frame each time. As time slowly crawled by the shakes began to lessen. Finally she looked up tears drew lines down her cheeks but her eyes were dry.
"I'm sorry. Sometimes her cruetly is too much for me to bear."

[Deacon]

" Do not apolagize, Elf. My Father, The Greatest King the werewolves have ever known, cried when she attack and killed our people." He said sadly as he thought back to his now dead Father. The Werewolf stood up and streched to his full heigth. He then looked down at her and sighed." Only revenge will fill the hole in your heart."

[kyari]

She looked up at him.
"I have never tried revenge agains the queen, but she is so powerful I wouldn't even know where to begin with my plans."

[Deacon]

" Killing someone is not the only form of revenge." The beast explained." You could destroy everything she holds dear. If you took the forests that she keeps in eternal winter. She would feel the pain."

[kyari]

"I do not hold that kind of magic in my power. I cannot take away the eternal winter."
She smiled.
"Your advice has done me good though."

[Deacon]

" If you cannot take away the winter. Then melt it by burning the forest." He said looking down at her." But whatever you chose to do act quickly. Soon I will kill this Queen and your revenge will have no effect on her."

[kyari]

She smiled.
"Her being killed is enough revenge for me, however if you need help in your task. An expert archer to take out the gaurdsmen. You know which wood took look in to find me."