[Kallile]

((this is mostly a self-RP to figure out the specifics of my new Paragon characters. Citanul and Discord are welcome to join--if you think you have a character that will help, PM me and I'll see about O.K.ing you to join))

Tender leaves swayed in a gentle breeze that whispered through the quiet forest. Everything was emerald green and lush, dotted with colorful flowers in every shade the rainbow could dream up. It was straight from a fairy tale--it had to be. Everything was too perfect, too quiet. At least, it had been.

"Move those feet, me girl, yer holdin' us up." The voice was masculine, though lighter in tone and spirit. A soft Irish accent rang in the voice though it was rather unpracticed; like someone who had spent a month or two on the isle and had just begun to pick up the accent. Or perhaps someone who had grown up around a true Irish man or woman. Whatever the case, the voices' owner soon broke through the lush scenery--a large male Sailfin Paragon.

Dublin

His lime skin was defined by dark black markings. The sail, though unneeded, was up anyway as a proud display of his species. As he crushed a few jewel colored flowers he hummed a cheery drinking song, bobbing his head to and fro in the usual swaying motion he was rather accustomed to. He did not bother to look behind him for whomever had been spoken to, merely kept his own pace and doing well to completely disregard the beaten path.

"Dublin....please wait..." A much smaller, very feminine voice called after him. This time, the creature who owned the voice was not hard to pick out among the greenery. Her skin was all vibrant yellow with practically glowing splotches of pink and purple and a darker orange belly. The slightly smaller fairy Paragon stepped carefully after the big male as she held her sunset colored butterfly wings close to her body to keep them from being harmed by a rogue branch.

Kahewai

"You don't even know where we're going. We were supposed to meet a Nago hours ago to take us to our new house and we..."The Sailfin she had called Dublin turned back to her, still humming his song. He blinked black eyes to her, and then smiled broadly.

"Well then, bless me." He said softly. "We'll just have ourselves an adventure then, won't we lassie?"

The fairy paragon took a few leaping steps after him to catch up--ever careful to not so much as breathe on any of the marvelous flowers surrounding them. "It's Kahewai, for the last time." her voice lacked every last ounce of annoyance it sounded as though the statement should have had. "We really should find that Nago, Dublin. Our new owner will be worried sick if we don't show up soon."

Dublin gave a hearty chuckle. "An what do'ya think we're even gonna' do in dis new home, missy? Sit like pretty statues? Com'on, there's life callin' our names." He continued onwards. Lowering her headpiece in defeat, Kahewai bounded after him. "Wait, don't leave me too!" She yelled, noting the path that the Sailfin had now completely abandoned.

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[Kallile]

"Noooowwww I'ehm..... aimin' fer Heaven...."

Dublins rough singing voice cut through the still forest air like a jagged, unkempt blade. The Sailfin was quite content to sing his song as obnoxiously as he saw fit, however, seeing as how no one else but the fairy paragon was around. Kahewai, on the other hand, was not so appreciative of his song.

"Will you please..."

"But will probably wind up by Xai're...." He continued noisily, his sleek body slithering effortlessly through the bramble of the wilderness. Kahewai was still some distance behind, trying to preserve her lovely wings.

"We could just fly..." She said, then widened her magenta eyes. Dublin looked over his shoulder at her--able to do so because of his lack of wings. He gave a half-amused smirk, then went right back to his bard-like banter.

"Where upon this ulter'ah I will hang my guilt ridden head'ah." Kahewai lowered her headdress. She much as she appreciated the fact that this male was open and carefree as far as what the world thought of him--she wished he'd care just a little more until they found the Nago paragon they were suposed to meet.

"You sound like you're trying to hard with that accent of yours." She remarked softly as she found her feet tangled in a web of vines. She began tugging at them to no avail. She looked forward again only to find Dublin standing inches away from her. She swallowed hard--hard enough the sailfin could hear. He gave a soft chuckle and sliced the vines with a quick upward motion of his sharp claws.

"Me girl, that's the fun'a bars an' drinkin' songs. The more sloshed ya'are, the better the song." He said, offering the same claw to her to help her over the remainder of the vines. Kahewai took his hand cautiously, keeping her eyes on the ground so as not to gaze at his charming face for to long. "Oh...I see"

They traveled without another such hitch for a short time before the sounds of bubbling water and a more humid atmosphere caught Dublin's attention. "Do'ya hear that?" He asked, his black eyes brightening with delight. Kahewai only nodded, still trying to avoid eye contact.

As they rounded a group of trees, they spotted it. An open hot spring. Kahewai studied the surrounding to make sure there were no hunters or traps hiding about, but she had not taken Dublin into full account. As soon as her heard the splash it was to late--Dublin was in and she was scrambling to get out of the wave zone. She glared at him hotly from behind the nearest tree, fluttering her now damp wings.

"Com'om, lassie, the water's great." He offered, flipping his webbed tail on the surface to make smaller splashes. "Ya need to learn ta relax a little, aye?"

((Note—all bold text is from the song "Rebels of the Sacred Heart"as performed by Flogging Molly. I do not claim ownership of the bold text.))

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[Kallile]

Kahewai watched Dublin for a long while. It did look relaxing, but if her wings got wet she would never fly again. She took another step back behind the tree she had taken as shelter.

"I'm just fine right here, thanks." She called to him. It was his fault they were even here. "Ah no miss" he had said "a walk'll do us wonders." So now here they were, absolutely lost and with only the knowledge that they were to meet a Nago Paragon named Zabimaru to lead them home. If they ever managed to find their way out of here.

"Can we please get going soon? I'd really..."

"Ya need to just relax, lass. The Nago will still be...where ever he is when we find 'im. If not, guess we're free birds." Dublin called back, cutting her off. She needed to stop worrying. They had been created for some purpose--whoever had wanted that to happen wasn't just going to give up and let them rot out here. So, might as well enjoy their time roaming.

Kahewai sighed heavily, abandoning her tree to join Dublin by the side of the hot spring. He was almost completely immersed in the water-- only the tip of his tail and from the chin up was above the water. She lay down beside the spring, dipping her claws in the soothing water.

"It's just that I don't want to be out here. I want to have a home and know I belong somewhere. Who knows what might happen to us out here."

She found a black claw gently to her lips as she ended her sentence. Dublin's coal black eyes looked up at her sweetly. "Lassie, there ain't nobody gonna hurt you out here." He drawled softly. Sure, he was a shameless charmer, but that was one of the last things on his mind. They were traveling companions for the time being--he wouldn't let her fall to harm.

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[Kallile]

Dublin watched the young lass before him as she nervously glanced around her surroundings. Absently she twirled her claws in the water, nervous ripples dancing away from them. Everything about her was tense and unsure. The larger male rose out of the bubbling water a little, steam rolling off of his newly exposed scales. He gave a quick shiver to the harsh feel of the crisp forest air, but kept the young lady in his utmost attention.

"Why is it, do ya recon, that ya feel ya need a home so badly?" He mused, keeping her in his black gaze. Kahewai did not return the favor, keeping her eyes trained instead on the forest surrounding them.

"I suppose I just don't like the guessing"

"Guessin'?"

Kahewai looked at him finally, and quite sternly. Her gaze immediately softened as she tried to think of how best to put her feelings into words. "You know...where am I going to sleep? Where's my next meal, and will I eat at all? What will happen today?"

Dublin uttered a soft chuckle as he sunk back down into the heated waters. This lass was highly amusing, if nothing else. "And how do'ya suppose those will be answered jus' 'cause we have an owner? Maybe she's homeless." He had a point, if not a well presented one. Kahewai lowered her headdress so it blended completely in with her skin. Her eyes returned to the forest.

"I have higher hopes for her than that." She retorted bluntly. It was painfully obvious the idea of being homeless and without proper boundaries made her terribly uncomfortable. Dublin nodded, reaching slowly up and tugging her lower half into the water—minding her lovely wings.

"Exactly why ya need ta relax, lass." He yelped out as he narrowly avoided an unexpected swipe of the females claws. Kahewai was obviously not expecting to lash out, for she quickly withdrew herself from both the attack and the water. 'You are going about my relaxing all wrong. Fine, I'll relax. I'll sunbathe." She placed herself carefully on the ground, spreading her wings out over the soft grass as she stretched out on her belly. Folding her front paws she placed her chin on them, still watching the woods. Dublin sighed and submerged himself under the water.

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[Kallile]

The sun felt wonderful glistening off her smooth lemon shaded scales. Kahewai could hardly remember a time when she had been so relaxed. Oh, wait, silly her. Before she was created, of course. She had to imagine that it had been pretty relaxing being nothing beforehand. The small smile that had grown on her face slowly faded as she blinked her eyes open. The sun was harsh, and she quickly closed them again. Why had their new owner wanted them created? Sure, Kahewai could not deny that she thought herself a beautiful being...but why them? And why did she have to be stuck following the half-baked orders of this Irish beast...wait, where was he?

"Dublin?" She called, raising up a clawed paw to shield her eyes. The bubbles were still going, but there was no Dublin splashing amongst them or pretending to be an alligator. Kahewai caught her breathe in her throat. This had to be the way mothers felt when they realized their child was not in the backyard anymore. Leaping to her feet she took only a few graceful bounds to reach the edge of the spring. She looked into the agitated waters. No lime green swirling around. Only blackness.

"Dublin!" She cried again with more panic in her voice. Now she was lost...and without her traveling companion who had promised to keep her from harm. What was she going to do now?

~*~

Dublin glanced around the cave he found himself in. Steam poured off his now tender scales, making the small space more like a sauna. He sniffed at the air and could smell the forest not too far away. Amazing how following a steam line could spit you out somewhere new. He was glad, if only in the back of his mind, that it hadn't lead him straight to the volcano.

He began to walk towards the crisp air, slowly becoming aware that his name was being called. "Dublin? Dublin!" The panicked voice ricocheted off every wall and hit his ears like needles. Now he'd done it.

"Stop yer bellowin'!" He called back when he could se light at the end of the cavern. That woman could be such a.....ooo, what a marvelously shiny rock he had almost stepped on. He leaned down, inspecting the stone more closely. It was no gem, but it glittered with ancient minerals that made even the most dimly lit areas seem bright. Picking it up in his mouth, he continued on his way. Might as well try for a good excuse if he was going to have his sail chewed off for disappearing.

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[Citanul]

"Can you feel that?"

The low singing was certainly not Dublin's voice, nor was the malevolent laugh that followed.

"Mwahahaha!"

The black and red lucain flashed through the underbrush, powerful legs propelling him easily through the underbrush. His fangs flashed as he laughed once more.

"You've woken the demon in me!"

The gold on his face and shoulder were obvious in the thick, green brush of the forest. His voice was obvious... His pelt, even more so. Why come here? Why not? He had to explore this new realm, these new places. Scare some new people into submission.

"Madness is the gift that has taken over me!

The last line of his song made him come to a halt as he heard another moving through the brush. Ah... His laughter was obvious as he sat on his haunces, blue eyes gleaming with the madness that had always been present in his eyes.

[Kallile]

Kahewai instantly felt her heart stop. There was something wrong....somewhere. What should have been Dublin's echoed voice drifting from his unknown location was instead a malicious laugh that was much closer. Fluttering her delicate wings, she looked around the forest surrounding her. It could have come from anywhere...and her feeble claws would barely harm a Palmie. She let out a shuddering breathe, magenta eyes flashing here and there in panic.

"Wh—who's out there?" She called as her muscles began to shake in terror. "Dublin..."This came much more softly, for she knew it was not the lime Paragon. It is, however, who she would much rather have present right this moment.

Dublin, from within the cavern, could not hear Kahewai in her stuttering and terror-striken state. The male simply believed that for once a lass had listened to him and she was obediently being quiet while he made his way out of the cavern. Almost there—the light was much brighter and trees were becoming clearer in the outside world. Well, that'd been a fun trip. He'd have to do it again.

[Citanul]

As the fairy Paragon came into his view Caine smirked, another of those malevolent laughs befalling his jaws. "And what do we have here?" He asked, stepping from the shadows as he watched her tense. Haha... Now one to mess with. Her mind would be like clay in his paws... Or jaws, as it could be.

"Are you scared?" He taunted, fangs bared. His entire body told he he was playing, watching her as taught muscles pulled under his thick coat, circling her. "You should be."

A smirk before he lunged, falling inches short of her. She could easily swipe him away, but he knew that she wouldn't. This one was soft. Too soft, too delicate to be a fighter.

[Kallile]

A Lucain—fangs longer than her own and wicked colorations to match. Kahewai did not like the looks of him at all. She felt her legs begin to force her to shrink down into a more defensive stance. Dublin. Dublin—where was that Irish twit when she needed him?

'Are you scared?' The creature had asked. His fangs were gleaming, as were his eyes, with the thrill of the chase it seemed. And she was the unfortunate prey. She did not move aside from trembling. Then he said what she had wanted to hear the least—'You should be.'

Before she had time to even close her eyes to blink the Lucain was flying through the air at her. Letting out a terrified roar, Kahewai scrambled backwards to try and get away from this...this monster dog before her.

Her roaring had reached the Sailfin's attention, and instantly he was out of the cave and rushing to her aid. A black and brightly slash marked Lucain was coiled for another pounce before her‚Äîthe frightened Fairy was too frightened to move for anything but necessity. No need to rush in‚Äîit was equally not in necessity for him to charge in like a knight in shining armor.  

"What's all this, now?" He asked as he coasted up beside the brightly colored Kahewai, draping his web tipped tail over her shoulders in reassurance. "I dun think there's mucha reason to have everyone shakin' in there scales, big man."His tone was calm and cool, but his eyes were trained to this demented looking beast before them. 'Me 'an my big mouth' he thought, thinking back to his vow to protect Kahewai for the forest dwellers. He hadn't exactly expected to find one.

[Citanul]

Watching the bright fairy infront of him tremble, it only made Caine's mouth water He smirked and gave that evil cackling as his muscles coiled, ready to strike again.

...And then the brute moved in. His look turned from playful to indescribable, but his words said it all.

"Step aside or you might just be the next contestant to feel the brutality!"

His expression changed again as he seemed to relax - but that shouldn't put them at ease. He smirked, another song working its way through his mind, though this time only select lyrics were making their way to his maw.

"I'll never be overcome!"

His deep voice was perfect for the songs he knew, his lunges stopped as he just circled the two, drifting in and out of the shadows, his blue eyes the only part he let them see, haunting as he paused in one spot and closed his eyes, dissapearing all except his voice.

"Take their Hope away. Take their Life away. Leave them with nothing left inside!"

[Ander]

Lysandroth

Quiet and lush; she liked this place. Nimble white paws sped across the limbs of trees. The Lucain was sure of where her pads fell, loved her feel of bark beneath her paws, the slight rustle she couldn't help making in the leaves. She sped through the canopy with a blazing light in her cyan eyes.

But y'know... Maybe this place was a little too quiet.

The sweeping crimson marks of her pelt flashed and flowed as she ran. She was a rustle in the trees, there and gone; a splash of fresh blood in the forest air. Sparkling fangs bared themselves in a soundless grin as she leapt one particularly long expanse, landing on a far branch with a lithe twist. Gathering her hauches, she sprang once more, in a leafy swath of Roraldi's foliage. She was here, she was now; she was alive and strong; she was free. She was Lysandroth the Daemon!

Lo and behold, the Lucain girl's triumph fueled surprise as she found green scales beneath her paws in lieu of bark. She laughed, leaping away from the unfamiliar, neon green surface.

Maybe this place wasn't so quiet after all.

[Kallile]

Kahewai, though at first she had jumped at his reappearance, now looked more like a child cowering beside Dublin's slightly larger form. Her claws scraped at the ground nervously as the male Lucain circled them—ready to flee the instant she heard anything move towards her too swiftly.

Dublin, on the other hand, did not seem as concerned about the big form circling them. Mind games, huh? He could play mind games all he wanted. His choice of words, while eerie, had also yet to be put into effect. He had learned enough in bar fights that you didn't start picking fights until punches where being thrown at you. Then you jumped into the fray—unless you had a wish to return home a pummeled mess in the name of fun—then you jumped in much sooner. Dublin had long surpassed those more youthful days.

The black Lucain disappeared, and then there was something heavy on his back. That wasn't something you got everyday. Whirling his head around, he caught sight of the pristine and crimson creature as she leapt back away from him. Had the brute brought an entire pack with him? "Was'tha idea here, Lassie?" He rumbled to the new Lucain as she hit the ground beside him.

As Lysandroth appeared from Dublin's back, Kahewai uttered another terrified roar at her as she shoved herself partially under Dublin. He big male let out a sharp breath, looking down to the terrified female. She had boasted about her wings and flying earlier, why not now? Where these dogs really so terrifying?

"Nao lookit'—ya've made the poor girl ev'n more afeard..."Of course this did not bode so wonderfully for him either, now his left half was standing only on tiptoe. He shot a sharp glance down at his companion, but she was still too gripped by panic to bother looking at him. He heaved out a sigh, looking around for the black Lucain again. "Oh Big Man..." He called in voice akin to playfulness. If this is how it was going to be, fine. Let the games begin.

[Citanul]

Mind games were fun... Expecially when you could delve into the minds of those before you and pull out their emotions, play them like well-tuned instruments in your paws.

The pristine creature... Now she was interesting. He revealed himself again, the golden marks on his fur obvious as he stalked closer to the female. "You have no idea... What you have stepped into. Hahaha!" That laugh was given as he lunged towards the bright female, barrelling her over before he stepped off and again slunk into shadows, circling the three carefully.

You see I cannot be forsaken
Because I'm not the only one
We walk amongst you
Feeding, raping
Must we hide from everyone

This had to be directed towards the female, for he smirked as he scared the big Paragon again, laughing as he charged and swung off to the side to circle the female once more, a smirk showing the glint of malice in his eyes. She was going to be fun. He could see the same darkness within her that dwelled within his own body.

[Ander]

Barreled? Not on his life - Lysandroth heard the raucous male before she saw him, but steeled herself against his voice alone. That came in handy when he charged her, rattling her body and braced legs with sheer brute force more than anything else. She shook her head as he receded, ignoring the ache in her right foreleg. He hit her hard. She grinned.

The gleam of her fangs didn't fade as she nodded to the larger male - the beast they called 'Paragon.' "Ah'm dash't sorry there, Laddie," she said lightly, speaking with a surprisingly passable Scottish burr. "Ah didnae mean to scare the gurt crea'cha. Though tell me true, naow, 'tisn't all mah folly - some o' it falls 'pon the sorry sirrah runnin' circles heah." The accent was gone as soon as it had come, as Lysa took a single, icy glance at Kahewai and switched her attention to the male Lucain. He wanted to play games? Games were fun.

"I'm over it...
You see I'm drowning in a vast abyss...
Clouded by memories of the past...
At last,
I see...."

The voice she sang with was an easy, somewhat eerie soprano. Her grin had returned in full force, baring fangs. She, too, could play games. She was alive. She was free. And she was definitely unafraid.

[Kallile]

Dublin, tottering on his left limbs still, watched the Lucain with something of amusement and annoyance. While it was all well and good to have a sort of joust going on between two insane canines, he would rather not have a front row seat. Especially not with Kahewai in this state: cowering and ultimately begging to be picked on more. He understood her fear, but that was little excuse to act like this around pack animals. Show that you're weak--in life or in a bar-- and the strong will feel the need to remind you that you're only worthy of destruction.

As the femme Lucain spoke to him, he puffed his sail a little. Ah! He had met his lingual match! While he felt Kahewai pause in her tremors out of confusion from what the Lucain had said, Dublin nodded in complete understanding. "Aye, the big man 'ere is causin' a good deal'a trouble fer us." He said as the male circled her. Dublin supposed—if the female was going to try and be civil—he would try and keep her from too much harm as well. Seemed the lass had it pretty well under control for now though. "Strange man, 'e is." He added with a hint of childlike amusement. This lithe girl was really planning on playing this game with him? This day was becoming quite interesting indeed.

Kahewai watched the creatures circle each other in horror. Wha—what did they think they were doing? These dogs—they were on her level and quite close. Why weren't they leaving if they were now more interested in each other? Carefully she began to edge her way out from under Dublin. She was going to make the big Sailfin run with her....and soon. Slowly, very slowly, she began to stand on all fours as she watched the Lucain with terror-stricken eyes.