Climbing the MOUNTAIN (Andee)

[Franny]

Don’t get to close to the edge Franny Ren’s deep voice said in the young girl’s mind. The girl, Franny, was looking over a steep cliff. The road they were on had a sharp drop off to the far right and a thick dark forest to the far left. Fro now the Rider and her Beast were walking on the road to the next town. Why? Well they were wandering around from town to town with nothing better to do. Franny could exactly go back to her village since every one there was scared of her. Franny didn’t really mind though. She really enjoyed just roaming around seeing new sights.

“How far down do you think it goes Ren?” The small pale girl asked out loud not turning around. The leopard pelted winged loin was standing a few yards away from where Franny was, but his crimson eyes never left the sight of his Rider. If she were to fall, he would stretch his mighty wings and catch her right away. Franny was the type of girl who needed constant watch because it seemed like she always was getting into trouble. Ren was patient though and he loved Franny like a father would his daughter.

It had been three years since the Beast and his Rider had meet at the pool and Ren had Franny pretty much figured out. He always could guess were she was if ever lost track of her, which was pretty rare, and he knew the best ways to cheer her up when she was feeling a little down. I rather not know Ren said walking over the small girl. Franny looked over at him as he came up next to her side and gave him one her famous wide Franny grins. “It’s not like I actually wanted to know, it was just curious.” Franny said looking back over the edge. You’re too curious for your own good He commented. The loin nudged the girl away from the steep edge gently with his muzzle unable to allow his Rider to stand there any longer. “You say that all the time Ren, but I just can’t help it.” Franny said allowing herself to be lead away from the edge. The lion let out a small chuckle at the girl’s comment and he quit nudging her after he was sure she was a safe distance away from the edge. I know, which is why I always have to keep an eye on you

[Cyrus Moore]

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[Franny]

Franny looked around to see who had spoken. It was weird not hearing someone take straight to your brain. She had been spending way to much time just with Ren. There she spotted the speaker, a young man riding a large indigo wolf. Franny randomly pointed at him, “Found you.” Why she had said that was a mystery to even to herself. She just ended up blurting out what ever came to her mind first. Ren, on the other hand, wasn’t taking any chances. He positioned himself in such a way so that he could jump in front of Franny to block the new comer’s path if they ever charged. Still Franny had no look of concern in her features at all. In fact she looked curious and eager to meet this young man.

Franny I want you to- Ren was cut off by Franny. ” Hello! What’s your name?” She called waving her hand at him. Ren just let out a sigh and kept a vigilant gaze on the young man and his Beast. It was a wonder what he would think of this pale small girl who was wearing thin loose clothes and no shoes. The cold didn’t bother her since her body temperature was high than most peoples. For the rocky path, she was use to walking around bare foot every where, so the bottoms of her feet were pretty tough. Still, if things got to rough, there was a thick coat and warm boots in her pack which was strapped to Ren’s saddle.

Franny took a few steps forward towards the new comers, but Ren’s leopard tail stopped her short. I don’t want you getting too close just yet The lion said not taking his eyes off the other Rifer and Beast. Ren always got this way around strangers and Franny just had to deal with it. There was no way around it. Instead she crossed her arms a pouted a bit. ”Fine,” She mumbled. It had been a while since Franny had talked to another person so she was a little excited.

[Cyrus Moore]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,bottom][atrb=cellspacing,0,bTable][atrb=cellpadding,0,bTable][atrb=style,background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/mBgMc.png); background-position: bottom right;background-repeat: no-repeat;background-color: #040404;][atrb=width,421px,true] [STYLE=margin: 10px 20px 0px 20px; width: 381px; background-color: #040404; opacity: .7;filter:alpha(opacity=70);color: #eeeeee;font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; padding: 5px;] Cyrus rose an eyebrow at her automatic cheerul response. She was an idiot obviously. Or just plain innocence bottled up in a young girl's form. But you'd think if she was alone with just her Beast she'd at least know when to talk to people so openly. The king shifted in his saddle and easily slipped his legs out of the stirrups and slid out of it. The ebony colored saddles was obviously expensive, as it was crusted with gold studs keeping the leather together. A smirk curved his full lips as the lion Beast tensed and moved so he could slip in front of the girl if need be. The elf king wasn't stupid. He saw body movements and read people and Beasts quite easily. He had to, otherwise he would never know when people were lying to him. Cyrus did not fear this lion, perhaps it was stupid, no it was stupid. For some reason Cyrus never feared the possibility of death. It was sometimes useful, but most of the time it was almost a promise of his end. Though he was perfectly fine with dying (as long as it was a noble death), there was a lot still to do in Gira. Cyrus gave a short mocking bow to the young girl the smirk still on his face, "I do believe you are supposed to tell me your name first." His voice was still cold but there was a now sarcastic tone to it. "After all I am a noble," pointed to his one sharply tipped ear. He straightened and dusted off his black shirt and blue jeans. His leather jacket was open showing off his two black and red dog collars. Wulf was relaxed, standing quietly beside Cyrus and watching the exchange without a remark. Cyrus's hand had fallen onto the pommel of his scimitar for a second, touching the oval obsidian stone for a second before dropping to hang at his side. [/style] [STYLE=margin: 25px 0px 10px 20px;width: 335px;color: #e2e2e2;background-color: #040404;opacity: .9; filter: alpha(opacity=90);padding: 5px;font-size: 10px;][classy=icon][/classy] Words: 335 Muse: Good ^^ Song: Second Chance- Shinedown Notes: He's such an ass XD[/style]

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[Franny]

As the young man gave his bow, Franny uncrossed her arms. She, then, gave a very low child-like bow, somewhat mimicking the other Rider. ”I am Franny.” She said lifting her head. ” I am not a noble,” Franny let out a big childish grin. The small girl was very relaxed in this situation unlike Ren who was by her side. His muscles were stiff and his deep crimson red eyes never left the strangers. His wings were slightly untucked instead of tightly folded onto his back so it’d be easier to spread his wings if they ever needed to get away. Franny was always oblivious to people with bad intentions and always looked at everything on the bright side. With that in mind, she of course didn’t see anything suspicious about the two in front of her.

Ren on the other hand had to be suspicious for her, thus being over protective. If she wasn’t going to be cautious, he would have to be cautious for her. ” And this is Ren.” Franny said placing a small hand of his back. She had a stupid looking grin on her face and her very short white hair blew in her face as the wind on the cliff path picked up a little. Franny pushed the hair out her face and behind her ears, the many bracelets on her wrist making a clinging sound. Don’t talk to them so casually Ren’s voice said in the girls head. He glanced at his Rider only for a split second before looking back at the other two. ”Don’t be so stiff.” Franny said out loud. For other elves who couldn’t heard the voice of her Beast, it was as if Franny was talking to herself. Ren had explained many times that she didn’t need to speak out loud to talk to him, but she still did it. If Franny only spoke to Ren with her mind, it be silent and boring the whole time they were traveling together.

[Cyrus Moore]

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[Franny]

“Hello Cryus, it’s nice to meet you.” Franny said, a very innocent and gentle smile on her face. Of course she did not know who this man was standing front of her, nor was she trying to mock the young man. She just thought it’d be fun to bow like he had for her. As for saying she was not a noble, Franny was simply just stating the truth. Ren had stiffened even more, shifting on his huge cat paws. A low growl escaped his throat as the young man placed his had on the weapon attached to his side and his Beast, Wulf, rose to with a growl. The great lion shifted to stand a little more in front of his Rider not liking this situation one bit.

To focused on the Beast, Wulf, Ren didn’t realize that Frany had slipped by him. She was getting frustrated that Ren was so protective. The motion Cryus made with his had to his weapon and Wulf’s threatening growls did really concern her much. Instead she appeared in front of Cryus with that small grin on her face. She had a small hand outstretched toward him for a hand shake. She wasn’t scared of being killed. Franny had to deal with the possibility of being killed in her village most of her life. The only thing that scared her the most was being alone. If Ren ever left her, she would surely not know what to do.

Franny, I swear you- Ren’s raging growl was cut off by her speaking to Cryus. “So what are you doing all the way out here?” She asked naturally curious. She looked over at Wulf, whose indigo fur had caught her eye, and glanced back a Cryus. “Wulf has very beautiful fur, and it looks so soft.” Frannt restrained herself from touch the Beast, for even she knew when to hold back (sometimes).

[Cyrus Moore]

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[Franny]

Franny was a little confuse, her smile flickering in the confusion, when the man in front of her kissed her hand. She was never greeted in such a manner for she did grow up in a small village away from the nobles. In fact she had never really met a noble, she had only heard about them. Nobel’s were a bit strange. Ren, on the other hand, had a low menacing growl coming from the depths of his throat. He wanted so badly to jump over a grab his Rider, but one wrong move could cause the indigo wolf to attack Ren, or worse kill Franny who was much closer to the other Rider’s Beast. “No this is how you do a hand shake. Franny, still holding his hand, shook it up in down in a traditional hand shake. She let go and took a few steps back the grin back on her face.

“I guess its good you’re going home. I don’t really have a home to return to.” Again her smile flickered away, but she quickly replaced it with her usual smile. “It’s okay though. Ren and I have been traveling everywhere, exploring new places, so it’s fun.” Franny said pushing some of her hair behind her ear. “Do you still live with your parents?” She asked then thought about the question a bit. “Well I guess you wouldn’t anymore because you’re too old.” She thought out loud realizing the question was a little dumb. Franny get over here right this second Ren’s growl came suddenly in her mind. Franny just waved him away which made him growl even louder. Franny could get under his skin so badly sometimes.

(( Sorry it’s a little short ))

[Cyrus Moore]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=style, width: 450px; background-color: #0D0D0D; padding: 25px; padding-bottom: 40px!important; text-align: center; border-radius: 100px; -moz-border-radius: 100px, bTable] [STYLE=display: inline-block; background: url(http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k180/HawkfrostA/530203-2.jpg); border-top-left-radius: 50px; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 50px; height: 100px; width: 100px;] [/style] [STYLE=display: inline-block; background: url(http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k180/HawkfrostA/530203-2.jpg); height: 100px; width: 100px;] [/style] [STYLE=display: inline-block; background: url(http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k180/HawkfrostA/530203-2.jpg); height: 100px; width: 100px;] [/style] [STYLE=display: inline-block; background: url(http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k180/HawkfrostA/530203-2.jpg); border-top-right-radius: 50px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 50px; height: 100px; width: 100px;] [/style] [STYLE=color: #EBEBEB; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: justify; width: 405px; margin-top: -3px; background-color: #333333; border-left: 10px solid #0A2436;]Feels like a kick in the teeth, I can take it.Throw your stones and you won't see me break it.Say what you want, take your shots.You're setting me free with one more kick in the teeth[/style] [STYLE=border-bottom: 10px solid #0A2436; color: #EBEBEB; font-size: 30px; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; line-height: 11px; text-align: right; width: 403px; margin-top: -16px; padding-right: 12px; text-shadow: #080808 5px 1px 1px;] IN CHARACTER ✗ [/style] [STYLE=border-left: 10px solid #0A2436; color: #EBEBEB; font-size: 9px; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; width: 405px; background-color: #333333;] Cyrus's brow quirked as she shook his hand instead of the usual reaction. He laughed and brushed it off as she obviously not knowing the court very well. As she responded to his comment he frowned. She didn't have a home? She was a traveler at this young? He couldn't believe it. But then again he had become somewhat of a traveler around her age. Being forced from his home and forced to fight against his brother. It wasn't so odd in this war torn world. Children were forced to grow up quickly. Far quicker than anyone had any right to make them. A dark scowl deepened the frown on Cyrus's face as she asked if he still lived with his family. No, he had stopped living with them long ago. But not because he had wanted to. Something inside him had rebelled at that point, forcing him to become the dark and considerably colder elf he was today. His sinning side had become so much more vicious and more pronounced when he had recited that spell. And during those first few days with that spell on board he had almost felt crazed. It was probably why he killed his father. Not that he was ashamed of killing his father, the old man had been a bastard. "No, I have not lived with my family for a very long time. What about you though, why are you not with your family. You are so young," he asked confusion in his voice, the scowl slightly softening. She sounded like she had been many places already. Yet she still had the tenderness of a child, the naivete. How could she still be so innocent and yet seen so many things? . [/style] [STYLE=border-bottom: 10px solid #0A2436; color: #EBEBEB; font-size: 30px; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; line-height: 11px; text-align: right; width: 403px; margin-top: -16px; padding-right: 12px; text-shadow: #080808 5px 1px 1px;] OUT OF CHARACTER ✗ [/style] [STYLE=border-left: 10px solid #0A2436; color: #EBEBEB; font-size: 9px; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; width: 405px; background-color: #333333;] ✗ WORDS: 300 ✗ LYRICS: kick in the teeth{ papa roach } ✗ COMMENTS:Nothing ✗ SONG: N/A ✗ MUSE: Pretty Good ^^[/style] [STYLE=color: #EBEBEB; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; margin-bottom: -20px;]template by darkee of btn.[/style]

[Franny]

“Oh, my family? They are dead.” She said bluntly, smile flickering a little. “I killed them when I was young, so I don’t really remember them. My fire powers aren’t very controlled.” She laughed nervously as she admitted her embarrassing secret of not being able to control her powers. She didn’t tell many people about her ‘secret’ but sometimes she had those rare moments of not really keeping secrets. “The villagers got scared of me, so I decided to just leave. It’s all right though because I’ve got Ren. Bandits and wild animals are nothing to us.” She smile and flexing her small arm. That’s what the young girl always said when people asked her how she could be traveling around by herself. Ren, being her father figure, always took care of her by hunting food for her to cook later, which she had learned early on in her travels. She was actually very good out in the wild now that she was more experienced. She had been traveling around for about four years, the first yea by herself. When she was by herself though, she didn’t travel around much, just staying in nearby towns working or stealing for food.

Ren was still standing farther back very tense that his Rider was close to these strangers. He was no longer growling, but his eyes were switching between the other Rider, his Beast, and Franny. He was looking for the best opportunity to rush forward and grab her. She was just too close that if he made a bad move either Cyrus or Wulf could dispatch her with in seconds. The leopard print lion wanted to tell Franny to come back or at least back up a little, but he knew when she was trying to ‘make new friends’ it was impossible for him to order her to do something. In fact she would just end up ignoring him the whole time making his ‘job’ of protecting her very difficult.

“Since you are a noble, does that mean you live in a big fancy house?” She asked suddenly getting excited. “With lots of different rooms and maybe even a garden....” Frany said suddenly just rambling on about what she thought a noble’s house would look like. She had always heard rumors and such about nobles having lots of money and fancy places. After hearing that she always wondered what they looked like. The girl had wanted to visit a place like that, if even for a little while.

[Cyrus Moore]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=style, width: 450px; background-color: #0D0D0D; padding: 25px; padding-bottom: 40px!important; text-align: center; border-radius: 100px; -moz-border-radius: 100px, bTable] [STYLE=display: inline-block; background: url(http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k180/HawkfrostA/530203-2.jpg); border-top-left-radius: 50px; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 50px; height: 100px; width: 100px;] [/style] [STYLE=display: inline-block; background: url(http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k180/HawkfrostA/530203-2.jpg); height: 100px; width: 100px;] [/style] [STYLE=display: inline-block; background: url(http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k180/HawkfrostA/530203-2.jpg); height: 100px; width: 100px;] [/style] [STYLE=display: inline-block; background: url(http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k180/HawkfrostA/530203-2.jpg); border-top-right-radius: 50px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 50px; height: 100px; width: 100px;] [/style] [STYLE=color: #EBEBEB; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: justify; width: 405px; margin-top: -3px; background-color: #333333; border-left: 10px solid #0A2436;]Feels like a kick in the teeth, I can take it.Throw your stones and you won't see me break it.Say what you want, take your shots.You're setting me free with one more kick in the teeth[/style] [STYLE=border-bottom: 10px solid #0A2436; color: #EBEBEB; font-size: 30px; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; line-height: 11px; text-align: right; width: 403px; margin-top: -16px; padding-right: 12px; text-shadow: #080808 5px 1px 1px;] IN CHARACTER ✗ [/style] [STYLE=border-left: 10px solid #0A2436; color: #EBEBEB; font-size: 9px; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; width: 405px; background-color: #333333;] Cyrus actually liked the young girl, sort of. He admired her for her cheerful outlook on life, one he had never had, and her stiff upper lip when it came to not being accepted and not being trusted by other people. He felt no sympathy really when it came to killing her family, he had done it on purpose so they were almost like two peas in a pod. Given it was a light sided pod and a dark sided pod. He had done it in cold blood, while she had killed out of an accident. Though she seemed innocent the fire within her was wild and vicious. As all fires were, but it could be harnessed. She just needed to find the right teacher. Wulf settled his rump on ground beneath him, realizing his Rider no longer felt the need to start a fight so he no longer needed to be at the ready. Though his gaze never left the over-protective Ren. He didn't trust the cat, just like the cat didn't trust him. Wulf relaxed even more as the hand that had been resting on Cyrus's scimitar once again found it's way into the wolf's shoulder fur. Cyrus grinned at the girl, "I do in fact live in 'large house' with many, many rooms. And yes I do have a garden, and even a sparring field." He saw the glitter in her eyes and even though Wulf warned him against it, he offered, "You could come visit sometime, you know. I would be honored to be host to you Franny." He bowed low to her, as if she were the noble and not him. He raised himself with the grin still plastered on his face. Are you planning on turning her? Wulf asked. No not unless she is interested in becoming a dark elf, this would just be a visit, Cyrus said trying to back up his decision. [/style] [STYLE=border-bottom: 10px solid #0A2436; color: #EBEBEB; font-size: 30px; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; line-height: 11px; text-align: right; width: 403px; margin-top: -16px; padding-right: 12px; text-shadow: #080808 5px 1px 1px;] OUT OF CHARACTER ✗ [/style] [STYLE=border-left: 10px solid #0A2436; color: #EBEBEB; font-size: 9px; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; width: 405px; background-color: #333333;] ✗ WORDS: 365 ✗ LYRICS: kick in the teeth{ papa roach } ✗ COMMENTS: She could have fun in the dark elf Castle XD ✗ SONG: N/A ✗ MUSE: GREAT[/style] [STYLE=color: #EBEBEB; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; margin-bottom: -20px;]template by darkee of btn.[/style]

[Franny]

The little girls eyes suddenly lit up like a field full of fireflies. She squealed with delight and jumped up and down painfully obvious that she wanted to go. “Yes! I would love to visit! She said with a large grin on her face. Ren saw how the two strangers relaxed and the lion no longer felt a large threat from the two. He still felt uneasy, but his muscles relaxed a bit and his head lowered a little, crimson eyes still not leaving his Rider. He let out a sigh and knew very well that there was no way to change her mind now. The lion knew that look to well and it meant that no matter what, she’d go with or with Ren. “When can I? Can I visit now and when ever I want? Oh I’m so excited! Did you heard Ren, we are actually going to visit a noble’s house!” Franny began to blurt out questions one after the other. She was bouncing happily around, once actually getting a bit to close to edge of the steep cliff. Luckily she didn’t fall over it, but she did end up giving Ren another tiny heat attack.

Yes I heard, so stop jumping around like a chicken with it’s head cut off. You almost fell over the edge. The lion growled irritably flicking his tail. He still wasn’t sure if he wanted to get close, but he did walk forward a few steps. Franny stopped in her tracks, but her face told him that she was ready to explode again. It was tiring for the lion to look over the girl, but all the same he loved her like a daughter. He did not ever regret having her as his Rider. “Where do you live?! Do you have lots of servants and food! Oh I bet you have some sweets, I’d love try some of those.” Her mouth began to water as she thought of the delicious food.

“We can go right Ren?” She turned to face the lion with her little puppy-dog eyes. He hesitated, almost wanting to say no, but it was hard for him to resist her innocent face. He glanced away trying not to get pulled in, but it was too late. He had already seen the face he could almost never say ‘no’ to. His ears twitched with irritation, but he finally turned back to the girl. Fine, but I don’t trust you walking around yourself in his home, so must always be with in my sight. Got it?” His voice was stern, but gentle. “Yes! I promise,” She began to jump again in excitement. Ren knew she’d forget or get distracted and not remember her promise, but he’d just have to be on his toes.

[Cyrus Moore]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=style, width: 450px; background-color: #0D0D0D; padding: 25px; padding-bottom: 40px!important; text-align: center; border-radius: 100px; -moz-border-radius: 100px, bTable] [STYLE=display: inline-block; background: url(http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k180/HawkfrostA/530203-2.jpg); border-top-left-radius: 50px; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 50px; height: 100px; width: 100px;] [/style] [STYLE=display: inline-block; background: url(http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k180/HawkfrostA/530203-2.jpg); height: 100px; width: 100px;] [/style] [STYLE=display: inline-block; background: url(http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k180/HawkfrostA/530203-2.jpg); height: 100px; width: 100px;] [/style] [STYLE=display: inline-block; background: url(http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k180/HawkfrostA/530203-2.jpg); border-top-right-radius: 50px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 50px; height: 100px; width: 100px;] [/style] [STYLE=color: #EBEBEB; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: justify; width: 405px; margin-top: -3px; background-color: #333333; border-left: 10px solid #0A2436;]Feels like a kick in the teeth, I can take it.Throw your stones and you won't see me break it.Say what you want, take your shots.You're setting me free with one more kick in the teeth[/style] [STYLE=border-bottom: 10px solid #0A2436; color: #EBEBEB; font-size: 30px; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; line-height: 11px; text-align: right; width: 403px; margin-top: -16px; padding-right: 12px; text-shadow: #080808 5px 1px 1px;] IN CHARACTER ✗ [/style] [STYLE=border-left: 10px solid #0A2436; color: #EBEBEB; font-size: 9px; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; width: 405px; background-color: #333333;]Cyrus chuckled at her excited outburst. Ah, it was so easy to make the young ones happy. Though of course she would end up finding out he wasn't just a noble, that he was the Dark Elf King. He mentally shrugged it off, he knew it would've come out sooner or later. But it could wait until later to be explained when she was visiting. Oh, the Elders were going to have a kitten seeing her, a Light Elf wandering about his kingdom. Wulf snorted at that train of thought and Cyrus smiled in agreement, It wouldn't be the first time would it, old friend? Wulf laughed through their mental link and said, You do tend to torment them. He rose a brow and waited for her questions to be blurted out completely before he answered, "You can come anytime you want. The guards will tell me of your presence, and of course I will tell them to watch out for you." He smiled and nodded at the plans already forming in his head. He turned his attention back to the other question. Sweets? She had never had sweets? She said she would like to try some, so that meant she had never tried any? That's ridiculous. "Yes I have many different kinds of food at my house, sweets included. Have you never had any kind of sweet before?" He asked wondering aloud. That seemed such an impossibility for one so young. That is unless they grew up poor and couldn't afford to spend any money on candy or cookies of some sort. Had she been that poor? He couldn't imagine being that poor. He never had been. Except when he was living in the forest and even then he had never really been a big fan of sweets as long as there were fruits available. But she was still young, and probably couldn't afford it now. Not if she was a traveler, she had to spend all her money on the necessities if she was a traveler. A grin curved his lips, "So when can I be expecting you?" His finger tapped Wulf's shoulder as if waiting the answer impatiently but he wasn't. [/style] [STYLE=border-bottom: 10px solid #0A2436; color: #EBEBEB; font-size: 30px; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; line-height: 11px; text-align: right; width: 403px; margin-top: -16px; padding-right: 12px; text-shadow: #080808 5px 1px 1px;] OUT OF CHARACTER ✗ [/style] [STYLE=border-left: 10px solid #0A2436; color: #EBEBEB; font-size: 9px; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; width: 405px; background-color: #333333;] ✗ WORDS: 380 ✗ LYRICS: kick in the teeth{ papa roach } ✗ COMMENTS: YAY new post gonna start soon ✗ SONG: N/A ✗ MUSE: AWESOME[/style] [STYLE=color: #EBEBEB; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; margin-bottom: -20px;]template by darkee of btn.[/style]

[Franny]

“Right now!” Franny said almost instantly after Cryus had asked her when he’d expect her. She stopped then, knitting her eyebrows in thought. “I mean I can’t really visit now since we are probably a little far from it. I mean as soon as possible.” She smiled again thinking about the yummy foods she would eat. She’d never really had fancy noble food and wondered if it tasted anything like the food she usually ate in town restaurants. No, they it probably tasted even better than that. With the though of food the small girls stomach growled loudly. Her pale face suddenly turned a bright red and she laughed. “All this thought of food is making me hungry.” She said with another grin.

I’ve some dry salted meat, but you probably don’t want any of that bitter tasting stuff right now after thinking about sweets Ren said chuckling at her embarrassment for the moment. He was getting a little more relaxed, but his guard was completely down. If anything happened, he’d be ready in a flash. Franny made a weird face sticking her tongue out too. “Ack, no way I’m eating that now.” She said to lion, which made her chuckle a little more. Franny always made the strangest expressions when it came to things she didn’t like, especially bland tasting foods. “I’ve only had sweets a few times, but each time the food tasted wonderful. I’m curious to see what types of sweets you have at you house.” Franny said directing the statement towards Cryus. She was so excited she wanted to leave right at this very moment.

Suddenly an idea popped in her head, which was sometimes dangerous especially with her wandering mind. “I can ride with you there!” She burst out suddenly clinging to his arm. She was so short compared to the older elf and Ren tensed not knowing what Cyrus would do after her bold act of hanging on him. She always had a habit of clinging on to people she liked, not wanting to be left alone. She had some separation issues, especially with those she had befriended. In this situation Franny surly thought she had just made a brand new friend, but Ren wasn’t so sure what Cryus thought of the situation, which made Ren a bit uneasy.