A Familiar (IC)

[Enigmatique]

The dusk brought forth a chill in the wind as it blew through the dark, tar-covered caravan of the Nitora gypsies. The twilight was a time most gypsy culture revered; it was the time that the light conceded to the darkness. The Nitora were an exception. The Nitora rejected the conventional concept of a twilight hour where the light and dark were briefly one-in-the-same. To the Nitora, the dusk was just as much part of night as the hours the stars shone. The dawn was the same for the day. Nevertheless, their belief meant that Malak was found in the dark; a technicality that opened doors to many superstition...

For a brief moment, Malak thought it was a dream. The lights that had surrounded him, the Nordic warrior that was drawn to him and the voice that promised him a freedom laced with deadly intention. All he had known his life was captivity and pain. There were intermissions where we was taught. He knew of bathing, speech and other basic convenes. Most of them, however, were taught merely to make his captivity easier for his captors. Ultimately, all of Malak's life was centered around his captivity - a life as a lab specimen. That life was over. Malak opened his eyes to see dim candle light inside the cover of a canvas tent. While a million thoughts ran through Malak's mind, so did the voice of Elba: 'Malak, we know not the land we are in nor who houses us. It would be wise to wait.' Malak had hardly completed a thought before Elba began telling him what to do. Malak was free and Elba wanted him to wait. Malak, however, did not exactly need to formerly reply to Elba for Elba to understand his thought: 'I understand your wantin' to run, I do. But to run in the dark is naive.' To Malak, this voice in his head spoke in riddles and tried telling him what to do. Malak did not even have a chance to comprise a thought before Elba replied. Frustration ensued and Malak began arguing with himself.

His frustration did not go unnoticed. The driver of the wagon Malak was placed in overheard the grunts and grumbling. It was not uncommon for the Nitora to come across vagrants. In the day, they would offer help; at night, they just passed them by. It was a bad omen to see a stranger in the dark. This time, however, the stranger was Malak and the gypsies could feel the spirit bound to him. They could feel his spirit. Overlooking the omen, the Nitora took him in. Now that he was awake, it took little time for a Nitora priest evaluate him.

[xGabrielx]

The silence of the Kenwi forests was a disturbing thing to all, a place where predators and pray kept silent in fear of being found and eaten by something bigger and badder than themselves, which was always a possibility. This sole place where nature had taken its grasp and kept it, its ancient trees towering above the land and its thick canopy keeping the ground bathed in shafts of light. The forest sat at a intersection within many differing climates, but despite this the forest stood strong. Though roads had been built and crafted through the forest nor magic or technology dared to try and take the land for their own, as unknown beasts resided within its depths. However, there was one family that lived within the forest....

A bright red ball bounced past roots and through bushes to come out onto the road, only to be followed by what looked to be a baby pitch black wolf pup bounding out of the bush after it, biting onto the ball and coming to a stop with a pleased look on its face. ^w^ However, it had chosen a poor place to stop as on that road a caravan was coming by, only stopped by the shouting of a young girl.

"WAIT!"

Diving out to the pup a girl in a bright red hood came to stop with arms outspread as if she planned on protecting it from the caravan, though she sighed thankfully as she didn't know what she would have done if they continued... Turning around she tried to take the ball from the pups mouth while the driver was shouting at her to move along. "I am trying!" Surprisingly the pup was holding onto the ball with ease, its bright crimson eye open to watch the girl try and take it, even putting her weight into it... Which it took its chance and let go off the ball, causing her to fall back. Standing up from where it was the pup opened all 6 of its eyes, the solid crimson color was glowing slightly in the sight darkness. This likely surprised the driver but the girl acted no differently.