Sadie Edwards
Werecat
The Scythemaster
Zachary is a jerk, as always.
Posts: 1,044 
RolePlays: Exiled
Alignment: Neutral
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Post by Sadie Edwards on May 6, 2014 11:43:46 GMT -5
 The forest that was christened 'Spiritwood' by campers due to it's ghostly appearance looms over you. Dark tree boughs spread, and the leaves that were enchanted by dryads to cling to the trees year-round make sure no sun gets through. Therefore, there's a profound lack of undergrowth. Fog seeps through the air, spreading the chill through your bones. You shouldn't be here unless you're a werewolf, vampire, werecat, or dryad. |
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Sadie Edwards
Werecat
The Scythemaster
Zachary is a jerk, as always.
Posts: 1,044
RolePlays: Exiled
Alignment: Neutral
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Post by Sadie Edwards on May 8, 2014 13:20:26 GMT -5
 Sadie Edwards
((<<Mess Hall))
Sadie, panting and holding back tears, sat down on a tree stump. She didn't even have to bother with transforming this once; she was so stressed the transformation from human to cat was smooth and she didn't even have to think about it. The girl, who was now a black cat, padded around through the trees, her wide blue eyes glimmering in the halflight. I should get back, she thought. Sadie arched her back and started swaggering back towards the werecat cabin. After all, the transformation always calmed her down extremely well.
((>>Werecat cabin))
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