"My Confession"

[Fáylinn]

"My confession

Because I'm diluted
And perfectly flawed
I shall live by passion
And not by law

And I'm insecure
I need aggression
To feed the spiders
Of perception"

[/i]

A song flowed from plump, pale pink colored lips. Little emotion was shown on a pale face as singing carried through the night. Her voice was soft, impossible to disrupt anything living in the forest - it would seem merely a lullaby. The song was not gentle, it was hardcore rock, but the lycaness still sang softly throughout all the verses; respect for other inhabitants.

"And I'm supposed to be strong
And have all the answers
A cannibal
In the new church of cancer

But I'm nothing special
I'm not unique
I have many secrets
And I eat the weak

And I'm at an end
I'm at an end
And there's
No way out"

She strolled at a lazy pace, taking her time as she sauntered around clusters of trees, dodging branches and vines. Sometimes her hand would scrape along a tree, mixing with the other cuts that plastered her body. While living in the forest Faylinn had gained more scars then she thought imaginable. But still, she managed to have her skin looking untouched, it was white and radiant amongst the dark trees.

"I need to find my sanctuary
Some place safe
Gotta get this out of me
This is my escape

And I think about it
All the time
I'm volatile
And afraid to cry

But I'm still not comfortable
In my skin
And the anesthetics
Slowly wearing thin"

The lycaness was never fancy, she tried to avoid silk, lace, and other dressy things as much as she could - her shirt was black, with tears horizontal through the front of the shirt. Her pants weren't anymore fancy, simply dark pre-faded jeans. Faylinn never had time to worry about what she wore, all she had time for was lycans, dressing fancily was never important to her family. But she always spent a long time on makeup when she wore it, she wore a lot of eye stuff to make her azure eyes pop.

"And I need to talk to
Someone new
I need a different
Latitude

And I'm in this void all alone
Feeling needy
Hungry to grow
But I'm suffocating

Can't come down
And no
There's no way out"

A content sigh left her lips between lyrics, a faint smile flickered on her mouth, her keen eyesight staring into the darkness. For once she wasn't in a hunting mood, perhaps company. She had met a few forest inhabitants, and found them quite nice - not to humans of course. She was glad she had been invited to stay, she felt so at home in the woods. The lycaness could scarcely remember the last time she wandered away from the forest. She heard the news that Faith was indeed alive, she felt relieved at the rumor, and the memory of the lake was slipping, and refilled with happiness.

"I need to find my sanctuary
Some place safe
Gotta get this out of me
This is my escape

All I see is sadness, all I see is sadness
What's left?
This will teach them, this will teach them
You've got to push, push, push

Your way out
Follow me, follow me
This is your way out
You are not alone"

She was aware of being very deep into the forest, she loved the darkest places, so dim you could barely see yourself. It was frightening to many, but very exhilarating to the lycaness. Not many students wandered this far, becoming a peaceful place for her. She wasn't sure how welcome she was, but nothing had gotten her yet. Faylinn was trying to memorize the roots of the forest, it caused her to roam around a lot, it would become very handy knowing every last twig.

"This is where I hide my power
This is where I become free
This is where I take control
And slowly choke your fantasies

I want to know my day is coming
See my enemies be punished
Shed my skin again
This will be my best revenge

Shed my skin again this will be my best revenge"

To make herself lest visible her skin started to form hair, and her bones crunched to the shape of a wolf. Her snout grew, and she equipped stronger lycan senses. The dark caramel wolf continued her way around, still not looking for anything to kill... Not knowing what she was doing; simply roaming.

[Madden]

Madden stirred. Looking around her, she knew she was lost. Trying to think back, she couldn't remember anything. And standing, she found her stance calm and collected, as if she were just strolling through the woods. Unfortunately, one does not simply stroll through the Forbidden Forrest. On second thought, she sat back down and tried to remember how she had gotten to....wherever she was.

[Fáylinn]

Her head snapped to her left, her senses picked up another. To her delight, she was most defiantly a human. Faylinn grinned, her pearly white teeth gleaming. The lycaness returned to her human form, she’d show her how a lycan played later. She walked over to the girl, erasing her smirk, replacing it with mock-sympathy. “Are you lost?” She hissed, her sapphire eyes turned to slits as she stared at the girl, finally a meal had strode into the forest.

“Did you know… We don’t like it when little kids wander into the Forbidden Forest?” Faylinn said, while picking the girl up by her wrists, pinning her to the trunk of a large tree. “How would you like it if I walked right into your little house? … Hmm?” The lycaness asked, tossing Madden by her wrists, so she met heavily with the ground.

She walked over to her, placing her knees on either side of Madden’s stomach, holding her so she couldn’t run away – even though Faylinn could easily catch her. The lycaness grabbed one arm of the Slytherin, placing a claw like nail on the bare flesh. With deep cuts, there was soon a star on her wrist, blood gushing from the wound.

When the scent of that crimson liquid hit her nose, her whole body shook in bliss. Just the smell of blood made her go wild. She ran a finger along the bloodied wrist, and brought the finger to her mouth. She licked Madden’s blood off of her finger, a grin slowly set on her lips. “And usually,” Faylinn started, “little kids get hurt when they come into places they aren’t supposed to… Unless you have a good reason?” She asked, laughing, as if any of the kids had a good reason for coming in – none good enough.

[Ondrea]

Ondrea was walking past the Forbidden Forest, no intention to go in and bother the creatures who lived in there, it was their home, and they deserved to have it to themselves. However, she couldn't blame some students to wonder into it, curiosity getting the better of them, wondering what the forest held, what wonderful creatures could possibly be in there, Ondrea herself sometimes found herself wondering, but she would never dare to go in there... unless she had to.

As she walked by, a fair distance away from it, she heard a pleasant voice singing, causing her to stare into the depths of the forest. Ondrea spotted a girl, who seemed to be after another girl, and was doing a good job at it, as she was on top of her, not letting her able to move. Ondrea knew that it must be a lycan, why would students start having a fight in the middle of the forest, that would be the most stupid thing to do ever. Ondrea couldn't help but be excited, she had met a few lycans before, and she liked them a lot, they always had great personalities, but if you trespass on their territory, you might find yourself in a bit of a mess.

She heard the lycan hiss something about having a good reason to be in the forest, Ondrea knew this wasn't going to be good, but she did not want to hurt anyone, or find anyone dead, so she knew that she had to talk, even if it was going to risk her own life, but she was not going to enter, unless she had to, "Excuse me," Ondrea said not sounding scared, but was hoping that the lycan wouldn't hate her, "I think this girl, you have there, was being very foolish, very foolish indeed by trespassing on your territory, but I think she might have just gotten lost, seeing that the lake is so nearby, and is surrounded by forestry, she probably didn't pay attention to where she was headed, and found herself in here." Ondrea said, looking at the girl (Madden) with raised eye-brows, how could she have been so stupid to just come right into the forbidden forest?

"You know that was not the smartest thing to do." Ondrea said plainly to the girl on the ground, "So did you just get yourself lost?"

"Oh and by the way, whoever was singing, they have a very good voice." Ondrea said, "If you don't mind me saying."

OOC- by the way, I like ur avatar Fáylinn, it rox!

[Anactoria]

Picking petals from a maple tree
Clouds in the heavens; ground at my feet,
Oh, how I wish I could fly....

A pair of soft, brown eyes rolled upwards as the nymph flipped onto her back, taking a few careful glances at the sky. Moisture hung heavily in the air and she sensed rain, perhaps even a rough thunderstorm. It wasn't like she could do anything about it spare to seek shelter, but the rain would be a welcome thing. She didn't even mind the lighting- sometimes it matched her own violent mood.

Yawning boredly, she fiddled with the ribbons on her black corset for a few moments. They were a dark shade of purple, a ribbon she'd pulled from the hair of a girl that the demoness Mai had killed. That girl had such lovely long blond hair, which had been plaited with the ribbons. Until she'd died; her throat had been slit and her body battered beyond belief. A bored smile played upon Ana's lips. That was what the girl had deserved. It was what all trespassers deserved.

She suddenly heard twigs cracking and whipped her head around, annoyed that she had been disturbed. Even after seeking the sancturary of the forest's center, it still appeared that she would continue to be bothered. Growling, she literally whipped open her wings and dove down from the top of the tree she had been resting upon. The wind whistled past her face as her body took on the appearence of a diver, sleek and formed perfectly for flight.

Coming to a sudden stop right before making a hard landing on the tough earth, she found herself staring nearly directly into the eyes of a faerie girl. She hardly even noticed the lycan and the student standing a few yards away; that wasn't really her problem. This, however, was. Why did the faeries continue to test her patience?

"Don't you realize you aren't welcome here?" She questioned, her brown eyes sharp as her hand shot out and grabbed the faerie's wrist, twisting it at an unnatural angle. That motion was followed quickly by the snapping and popping of bones; such a pity. But the nymph could certainly do worse... much worse.

"Now stop pestering that lycan before I decide to teach you a lesson in boundries." She growled, releasing the girl's arm with one more painful snap. Her patience was growing thin...

[Ondrea]

OOC: by the way I like your siggy, Anactoria, I saw it on an anime site before, it is so beautiful... Please continue to do what you wish with Ondrea, she just likes to help, and she likes meeting creatures and things.

Ondrea remained out of the forest, looking at the girl with worry, but she knew that she was getting what she deserved for trespassing. Her eyes grew large, as she saw a nymph swoop down at her, and decided to damage her wrist, without warning.

Ondrea let out a gasp of pain, and held back the tears, managing to speak, "Nice to meet you too, my you are strong." she said looking up at the rather pretty nymph.

Ondrea looked up at the sky, as it started to rain upon her, a little smile growing across her face, but soon leaving once the pain of her wrist settled in.

"I am terribly sorry to have bothered you, I did not attend to, that is why I stayed in the outskirts of the forest. I just saw the girl, and I am pretty sure she just got lost; however that was a mistake to intrude in others business. I will leave if you want, I shouldn't have bothered you two." Ondrea said, "By the way I am Ondrea." she said quietly, "I have never met a nymph before."

Holding onto her wrist, tattoed with all different designs, each representing something in her life, she glanced at the girl and the lycan, and wondered if the girl would actually leave in one piece.

Ondreas' black her began to drip, and her black clothes began to get more and more wet, however, Ondrea truely did not mind.

"Oh and to you, miss, well I am sorry I don't know your name," Ondrea said to the lycan, "I am sorry if you thought I was being rude, I just can not see why a student would have been so stupid as to just wonder into the forest, so I was assuming she must have gotten lost."

[Madden]

Madden was startled by the lycaness' sudden appearance, but she wasn't scared.
Pinned against the tree, she spoke before she thought. "I am no child, and I have no home. So I guess it doesn't matter either way, now does it?"
Lying on the forrest floor, she stared at her own bleeding wrist. The blood, the star, the pain, it was all so beautiful. "Reason," she said in a misted voice. "I don't know how I got here. What I do know is that no amount of pain will hurt me, and death shall surely be better than any life I have to lead. I've been waiting, all thses long, long years, for you to come and take it away. Take away the memories and the scars and the mightmares and the fears. Take it all away..." As she trailed off, her voice broke slightly. Normally Madden would supress any signs of weakness, but she thought this could be the day she had been waiting for for sixteen long years. Taking no notice of the two that had joined them, she looked into the eyes of the lycaness and didn't know what she wanted. Maybe this woman could help. "What do you want from me?" Looking up at her, Madden shifted slightly, wincing as pain hot across her back from being thrown around.

[Ondrea]

Ondrea looked at the girl, and sighed as she spoke about wanting to die, "So, I have gone and risked my own neck for a person who wants to die. This is just great." Ondrea said.

As Ondrea looked at the nymph, she envied her, how lucky she was to be a nymph and not to be a faerie, Ondrea hated it so much. At the thought, she remembered she was in her faerie form, and slowly she made her wings disapear, she did not like being a faerie one bit, they were to joyful and happy, and they thought like life was all sugar-coated, most of them not understanding where Ondrea came from at all.

"I just hate being a stupid faerie, if I had one wish it would be to not be one." Ondrea said, happy that her wings were no longer there.

[Fáylinn]

Ooc: Can you guys wait for me?

I can't post right now, and probably won't get to it today. Just... Stop posting until I do please?

[Ondrea]

ooc: sure... i hav been gone 4 a week, and no1 is posting... but o well.

[Fáylinn]

Ooc: Thankyou, I’m glad you like it, Ondrea. And, I’m sorry for the delay. I haven’t felt much like posting as of late.

Bic:

Faylinn’s gaze roamed to feminine voice, she quickly recognized this girl as a fairy. “That’s what happens to them all,” Faylinn replied, no pity danced through her eyes, “so after awhile, you get bored of hearing the ‘I got lost’ story,” she said calmly, turning her head back to the girl beneath her. “And thanks, it was me singing,” she said, still keeping an eye on Madden.

“Mmhmm…” The lycaness said, listening to Madden go on about death. “I’m not going to kill you,” she stated, laughing slightly, “don’t get your hopes up. I’m going to make you hurt so bad you can’t stand it, and then I’m going to toss you out of the forest for a nurse to heal you. You’ll have to live with your other burdens, plus this pain.” She replied icily, Faylinn had no sympathy. Always being taught ‘the way of the lycan’ did that to you. And now being accepted into Chailyn’s clan, Forest Lycan’s showed little mercy most times.

“What do I want from you?” Faylinn repeated, laughing at the question, “Hmm, well, a bit of blood…etc…”

“Fairy’s are allowed in the forest, are they not?” She questioned the nymph, tilting her head to the side. She stepped off of Madden, placing a foot on the girl’s chest. “I don’t mind her trying to save this girl’s life, it’s what they do,” a bitter laugh followed her reply. “You aren’t going to die,” the lycaness said to the fairy, tired of her and both the girl rambling on about this and that.

With no effort, she was now a dark brown wolf, her sapphire eyes staring down at Madden. Her jaws broke into the girl’s wrist, and she made an attempt to toss her. She was satisfied with the thump of her body hitting the cold forest floor. Faylinn glanced up at the nymph, and fairy, ‘I’m Faylinn,’ she sent to them both, sitting near the body of Madden.

[Madden]

Madden quieted and lay still until the wolf bit into her wrist. When she was thrown, she could feel the teeth ripping through yet more of her wrist. She knew she may very well never be able to use it properly again. When she hit the ground, she let out a caugh, mingled with a slight involuntary moan of pain. She hit her head on a rock when she landed, at the base where it's most sensitive, and saw spots of color where there was none. She closed her eyes to try to rid herself of the spots, but they persisted and her head started to spin. She opened her eyes again to look over at her damaged wrist. It wasn't the one the girl had first cut, meaning she would soon blead to death if she didn't get help. Good. Maybe the lycan wouldn't realise...

[Ondrea]

OOC: no prob. sumtimes, i dont like posting either, lol, i think it happens to us all.

Ondrea nodded as the lycan spoke, "I suppose you do, I bet students say that all the time." Turning to the girl who was thrown to the ground by Fáylinn, she cringed at the sight, but she was still pretty peeved at the fact that she actually didn't even care if she died, and did not seem to even notice the fact that she was there.

"Well, this is very frustrating, I offer help, and it is denied. Why do I always get myself in these situations?" Ondrea said a loud, partly to herself.

Looking at Fáylinn, a smiled curved upon her face, "Pleasure Fáylinn." she said quietly, eyeing her injured wrist, it still stung, she would definately be trying to mend her arm tonight.

Turning her attention to the nymph, she called back to the lycan, "I will let you at her then." she said, "SO you going to injure me anymore? I would prefer not, I will leave if you want me to, but if you must, go ahead, I won't fight back, I will let you attack something that is probably not even worth touching, since I am not fighting back, not much glory at all eh?"

"Do you like being a nymph, must be much better then a stupid faerie, like myself. I hate faeries, they think life is so suger-coated, and they are too jolly for my likeing." Ondrea said bitterly.

[Fáylinn]

Ooc: Oh my, I apoligize so much Madden, I didn’t think you posted yet … And sorry to the others in the thread for the delay. >.>

Bic:

When the crimson liquid hit her mouth, it sent chills down her spine; a shivering, fulfilled feeling throughout her body. It almost hurt her to let go of the bleeding wrist, thought the urge to throw her body wildly won. And there the girl was, moaning on the ground with the watchful lycan peering down at her through icy eyes.

The lycaness bent over to Madden, her teeth sinking again into her arm. She thrashed the body around some more, before dragging her slowly to the exit of the forest. She wasn’t careful with the body; the lycaness was dragging her. Her body was being carried over tree roots, and everything else in Faylinn’s path.

At last light from the day appeared through the trees, and the lycaness now stood outside of the forest, a mere shadow amongst the greenery behind her. With one last powerful movement, the intruding girls body lay a good distance from the forest. Faylinn’s skin melted away and she stood. Muttering a few words beneath her breath, she wore the attire she had when first strolling through the forest.

“Stay out!!” Her shrilling voice called after the girl, and she turned back towards the forest. A little sigh escaped her lips, then she wondered if anyone would come rescue her. The lycaness shrugged it off; it wasn’t exactly her problem, now was it?

Faylinn ran quickly back to the fairy and the nymph, a wicked smile caressing her features. “So, how are you?” She said, a malicious tone in her voice as her icy eyes scanned both of the creatures.

[Ondrea]

Ondrea watched the lycan carelessly bring the student out of the forest, and toss her to the ground, but shrugged it off. Guess she deserves it... Anyway she doesn't seem to keen on living, so better not to help her...

Ondrea was a tiny bit annoyed at the student, why did she aimlessly walk into the forest, most likely with the knowledge that someone would come and help her, and most likely hurt them along with her, but she didn't mind if she would get hurt... why did she not go into the vampires lair, or just go and kill herself, it would be less of a hassle for other people. Ondrea thought this, but she wasn't in the brightest of moods, finding herself thinking negatively.

Ondrea smiled as the lycan returned, now in her human form, "Well I am doing pretty well..." Ondrea looked down at her wrist, "Expect for my wrist, she has got quite the muscle on her." Ondrea said, looking over at the nymph.

"How about yourself?" Ondrea asked, as she took a seat on a pile the ground, leaves scattered all over the soft soil.

Sighing Ondrea leaned against a rock behind her, and gave a tired rub to her eyes. Her eyes were a deep ice blue, they were cold. Bags surrounded them, from loss of sleep, Ondrea couldn't remember the last time she had a decent sleep, if she had no worries, she didn't have a place to sleep, and when she did have a place to rest, she was worried about one thing or another. She had past the stage of over-tiredness, where you suddenly get a burst of energy, and now she was just exhausted, almost like she was sleep walking or something, but she wasn't asleep.

ooc: no problem, I kind of forgot about this thread... I have a problem with forgetting about these things... sorry. Oh, and sorry for the bad quality of posts, I have no creativeness left inside me! It is so hard to work with myself, lol.