Damen nodded slightly, glancing over at Alexander and raising a questioning brow. He thought they were alright, if the passed their testing.

Alexander cought the look and shruged. They seemed fine to him. But his standerds were simple, easy enough but with a few deal breakers. He studied the two. They looked fine enough to him. Physicaly fit and probly even harmless. There was no reason he saw not to test them and be done already. He watched their body language carefuly and saw only Tamar's sudden bliss which seemed here to stay a while, and Shan's easy-going calm. He looked to Alyssa for some final conformation. The sight of the bird barely lingering in his thoughts. Not relavent, yet.

Alyssa sighed reluctantly, looking to alex and meeting his gaze, nodding once. you do the tests her eyes showed. She didn't feel like it, didn't want to. It was too much of a problem already just for her to be in the same vicinity as Tamar at the moment, she needed to cool, her eyes were still a swirling, angry red.

He turned and cought the scilent message. His purple eyes danced and taunted. Almost seeming to ask what if he didn't want to. Still, he had a naging feeling that he WAS being spyed on. It annoyed him and Alexander wanted to attend to it. He turned and noislessly begged Damen to do the tests so he could check this out. He really needed to. Before they escaped.


Tamar blinked as 'Going under' came on her stupid iPod. She grwoled and threw it with all of her considerable streangth at a tree. The stubborn pice of junk stayed intact and undamaged. It landed on the grass lightly. Then Tamar stomped off a few feet when it started playing 'evil woman'. Shan just grinned and smiled.

Damen shrugged. "Alright." He said softly, finalizing. He glanced to the raven, and then back at Alex. "Go take care of your business."

Alexander smiled apriciativly at Damen and dashed off. He was merely a blurr of motion as he ran to invesigate. His idea of who this was had become pretty clear now. But he had to check and be sure. As he neared the tree where the jet black bird was pirched he cought a gling of color. Pink and silver. Yeah, it was her.



Tamar watched absently as Alexander left. She shifted her weight lazily as she observed. Even from the considerable distance, she too cought the glint. A wide smirk crossed her face. Oh, this might really get interesting. Fun. She knew without doubt it was her sort of 'friend' Nara. But how did she get on Valf territory? It seemed that Alexander had never mentioned the Vamp prior, so it wasn't like she was a mutual friend. So the others didn't know... Her smirk widened into a true smile at this new thought. She wondered how this would play out for the invading vamp, but she had other wories. She was trying to enter the pack. Hopefuly she would be accepted.
(no muse, bleh)

(Bahahaaa what're the tests?)

(xD ask the cassy queen, that's her thing. Y'all should go on my pos in the free lands! Pwease?)

(Saaaavvvvvvyyyyyyy hurry upp. And maybe I will.)

make em up xD

But.. I suck at that....

(ya nd cassy is ruthless and evil! She makes me do stuff i don't wanna in RL!)

(plz post with meh in my new post in the free lands!? Pweaz pweaz pweaz?)

[fine... there just accepted xD Lets get that anara plot moving along shall we?]

(Kayy, he'll just test their abilities and such)

Damen swung the gate open silently, glancing at the two newbies, until Kat appeared at the top of the hill, starting down, and then slipping and not getting back up, in a crumpled heap. Her dress was white, but totally covered in lots of blood, which also ran down her limbs. Her blue hair was dark with her blood too. Her leather bag, full of her clean clothes, slid down the slope a few feet. Damen turned, and frowned, bounding up and stopping next to her. There were all sorts of slashes and punctures along her arms and legs, and obviously under the dress to. Damen looked to Alyssa.

Alyssa stood there for a moment heart racing mind reeling. "What the hell..." her voice trailed off. Then she reached out with her mind 'feeling' the air to see if it was a valf who had done it, but all she could feel was The Valfs around her and Alex. Alex what's wrong? she asked him mentally. Her eyes were a dark red now and she turned to Damen. "Is she still alive? If she isn't then.." they all knew what that meant. An unwelcome werecat was on the other side of the gate.

He felt her pulse. "She's alive. If it was a werecat, she'd be dead before she was out of the forest. She can't die, but she'll go comatose. Whatever it was did some damage. She'll need some help, her body won't be able to repair on its own very quickly." He stood, knowing he would be useless trying to heal her. He was awful with doctoring. He stared into the forest. "I wonder if she saw what it was...?" He trailed off softly, and then looked at Alyssa and the newbies. "Anyone wanna heal her up a bit? Anyone can?"

(Lets say everyone has an ability, like Alexander can figure people out and sort of connect with his siter mentaly. He reads simple looks and body language and can like understand others better than he should.)



Tamar stepped forward through the gate without a backwards glance. She zipped over to Kat in a blurr. She studied the wounds and sniffed lightly. She was gonna need something powerful to fix this. Back in her old life she was a healer, and now she was even better at that. But this was some heavy damage. She might need a special order to fix this, perhaps the Vamp's presence was a good thing now. Suposing Nara carried her stuff today.




Alexander heard the commotion back with the others and stiffened. When he got his sister's mental message it confirmed his worries. I don't know, but whoever did this has got it comin to them. He sent, a growl in the mental tone. He ran to where the bird was and scaled the tree. "You! Did you see who did that? I know you were watchin" he growled angrily.

The crow ruffled his feathers indignantly but before a word could be exchanged he was pushed off his perch by a pale hand of Nara. She smiled pleasently at Alexander. But it was so fake. She was never pleasent these days. So she cut to the chase,"Yes, cadfan saw. So did I. But you lot need to tend to the wounded first afor you go rompin off." she cooed. Her tone was bittersweet. She might have a mean streak but she understood he concept of doing anything for a friend. She rummaged through her shoulder bag and tossed a glass bottle to him that was nearly dropped,"Witchhazle, with some more powerful additives. Don't overuse it.


Alexander took it warily. There was probly a catch but he hadn't the time to be that careful. He ran bAck to the others and tossed the Bottle to damen.

(ugh. Sowy I forgot dis post! Sadness...)

Damen caught it. "Let's get her inside. We don't know if whatever it was that got her was following." He offered the bottle to Tamar and scooped Kat up, running to the schoolhouse and leading the way to her room, which consisted of a bedframe and a matress, a simple desk and a shut closet. The only thing that didn't seem unused was the varnished full-length mirror beside the window and the chair in the corner, a woven sphere that hung suspended in the air, the cushions inside crumpled. Damen lay Kat on the bed, and felt her pulse, which fluttered unevenly, switching back and forth between two rhythms. "She's changing again." He murmured, leaving the room. He stood in the hall, holding the door shut as he waited for the other to appear up the hall.


(Damen and Kat are like best friends, even though he's a werewolf valf and she's a werecat valf. I found it a funny concept.)

Tamar followed him. She hurried through the schoolhouse, ovasionaly losing sight of Damen but using her sence of smell to keep on the right track. Her amber eyes held a tint of concern for what might happen to Kat. She could be harsh and overly bold, but Tamar cared very much what happened to others. She finaly cought up with damen and slid to a stop nearby.


Alexander sighed as the others rushed off. The matter wasn't fully taken care of yet, but they were closer to healing the werecat and fixing out more about her attacker. Always a good thing to make progress towards a goal. And his was to find out who did this, why, and if they were a true enamy, exact revenge apon them. His purple eyes darkened and changed to bloody red as he thought about it. Yeah, this was gonna take time. But maybe it would be worth it to get the answers he was sure everyone else craved.

Shangar zipped over to where Alexander and Alyssa were still at as of yet. He eyed them with his emerald green eyes a moment, geting little response from the preocupied Alexander. He glanced around for a bit and narrowed his eyes when he saw Nara leap from a tree and go through one of the schoolhouse windows. Crazy much? There was a door..

Nara lept insanly through the window and landed with easy precision. She may not be as old as the valf leaders here, and just a vamp, but she was still powerful and knew how to get around. Walking down the hallway she turned a corner and low and behold there was damen and tamar, aparently going to fix up the injured kat. How wonderful. But of course she invaded the area enough to know where they might be in the large school. There were advantages to being so harmless to them. She got away with a lot sometimes. Studying them with red eyes she leaned back on a wall to observe.

Damen pushed the door open for Tamar, and now there was a lean, sleek, long black panther laying sprawled on the bed, still totally unconscious, and still bleeding from wounds.


(I have the worst muse levels :/)

(xP I was proud when I came up with the last post. I'm so museless! O.o sad. But also, for the sake of entertainment, I need someone with a demigod Carrie to post in meh topic in da apartments. SOMEONE!!!)


Tamar griped the bottle in one hand and walked over to the panther. Pushing a lock of black hair behind her ear, she examined the wounds. Some were just scrapes and could be tended easily, but there were some worse injuries that concerned her. She sipes away an instant and returned with a small stack of towels and other suplies. Grabing a towel, she began to soak up the pooled blood, stoping some of the flow and geting a better look at the extent of the injury. Grimacing she knew this was very bad. Kat cirtainly wouldn't have healed on her own. Tamar frowned and yanked the cork off the bottle, looking at the strange contents a moment. Well, anoying or not, Nara was helpful in this instance. She poured some of the liquid onto one of the lesser wounds to see. Before her eyes the dramatic inmrovement began. A small smirk crossed her face as she used more of it. Glancing over at Damen she muttered, "This will take a while. But I think she'll be okay now."

He nodded once, and left down the hall, stopping in front of the vamp. He studied her briefly with his clear eyes, frowning slightly.

(Ahhhh! Muse-less)

Tamar continued working on fixing up kat. Man, this would take a long time.


Nara looked back at Damen with raised brows. For once in her life after the traumatizing experience of that one night, she felt something for someone else. She actualy hoped that he wouldn't lose kat. It was strange to her and she nearly choked on the emotion. Holding back tears of frustration she turned and walked down the hall a ways, half singing, half humming a soft, Erie tune. Her words blended together and sounded like a sad song. She stoped and leaned on a wall, but she was too tired to stand. She seemed to shrink as she crumpled to the floor, head resting on her knees.

Damen remained where he stood, watching the vamp. "Are you okay?" He asked quietly, not feeling any hostility towards her, not yet atleast. He leaned against a door frame, looking up at the ceiling, which was covered in a faded painting of the night sky.