the lifting of the veil (open)

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    Terry shrugged. Being known for her cockiness, she wasn't about to answer that question directly. She raised an eyebrow. "Well, I am most certainly not a blood sucking human with wings." She said sarcastically. "But, a more important question is, what is a werewolf doing here, on our side of the forest?" She smirked.

    Terry pulled a sorry face. "Aaw, poor thing!" Then grinned, showing her fangs. "Who are your friends?" She snarled.


    OOC: Im really, Really, REALLY sorry if Terry seems rude! She just becomes really protective when it comes to her sister. Its NOTHING personal, promise!!

    terry smirked. "Great. You'll regret that action later on, probably. Alone isn't always the best choice to make, you know." She said in a bored voice.

    Azyle had stayed silent so far. She watched her sister as thoughts processed in her mind. Aaah...her sister. She was so different from her. Where Terry was bold Azyle was shy, but they were also so similair. They both shared a passion for flying & had a streak of getting into trouble. Azyle smirked at these thoughts, her silky black wings ruffled behind her, but froze suddenly. Tentivly sniffing the air she tensed. " Something has been killed here recently...I can smell the blood. Was there not another Angel with us a few mintues befroe?".

    Terry sniffed, then smelt it too, not noticing before because of the heated conversation with wolfy. She looked at the werewolf, rage smoldering in her eyes, realising then that their littlest sister, Emma, was gone, the smell of blood replacing her comforting scent. She looked at Azyle. "Did you see what happened?" She whispered.

    kieth had landed where he wanted to he was glad the the winged women hadn't seen him he snuck up be hind her and carefully placed his hand on her shoulder
    "who are you" he asked in a calm steady voice

    Azyle jumped at the hand on her shoulder immediatly baring her fangs & spreading her wings. But her hiss died down in her throat when she saw the guy behind her. Her mouth dropped open a bit & she mentally slappd herself. "Um...I am Azyle & this is my sister, Terry" she said touching her sisters shoulder. " & if I may ask, who might you two gentlmen be?" She frowned slightly at Keith, not liking how close he was standing too her, but at the same time she she quite enjoyed being close to someone who had life.

    "Hmmph." Was all Carlos said. He huffed deeply as he recognized Keith. He looked at the girls as he stayed silent. He sat down and licked his paw in boredom.

    "Well, what is your name?" Azyle persisted. " Or do I hav to 'suck' it out of you?" She joked. But whshe saw her sisters stare she shut up. As she sat down onto a patch of grass nearby she whimpered, feeling a few bones in her wing graze togethor, broken from a fight earlier in the day.

    Carlos smirked at her. "What's your name?" He quizzically asked. Back into human form, he grazed his hand on his foe hawk. He looked at her whimper then thought of something.

    Terry blinked at her sister twice. Code for false names only. "Jess, and this is my sister, Ray. And who, may I ask, are you?" She growled. She moved to the other side of Azyle, holding her wing up slightly to stop the pain. They were going to have to get that mended soon

    Azyle smiled appreciativly at her sister. Then returned her attention to the wolfboy. "What are you thing about there?" She asked, frowning slightly & streetching her long legs out in front of her, the denim of her jeans clinging to her skin

    Terry looked at the werewolf, then back to the guy behind them. "Who are you people? We have lived here our whole lives, and never layed eyes on any of you." She said, massaging her sisters wing.

    As soon as her sister put pressure on her wing the pain pulsed through her body and. Azyle pulled herself away quickly & bore her Fangs, but in her hurried escape she hadn't thought that she would fall onto someone...

    Terry turned at the sound of a small shriek from her sister, only finding that she had fallen on Keith, or whatever that guys name was. She shrugged. He could help her, its not like she was in danger. She turned back to the werewolf, awaiting an answer.

    ooc: been ofline alot b/ c famaly is up sry
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    kieth who had decided not to speak was s more or less suprised when one of the girls fell into him quickly he caught her and askd if she was okay then realising he was still holding onto her he let go and took a step back hoping his sister hadnt seen him

    "As you can see Im a werewolf." He lifted his tail high and head up. Then with a glare at them he huffed and said, "Well I shall be on my way." Then he ran into the shadows, disappearing.


    Kip sniffled and muttered as she tried to stop the blood on her leg. "Great!" The angel said as she limped over to them. "Ive seen you guys in the sky before." She told the vampire angels.