❧ Willow Branch ☙ \\ Safety for the Different // Roleplay

Track, have to go to work lol will be on later this evening

I will post tonight

Second night, with little to no sleep. It wasn't that big of a difference from any others of Birdie's night. The long, restless times where often inflicted with such crazed thoughts receiving a wink of sleep was a hopeless situation for the male. Restless insanity had him ensnared like an unworthy animal in a bear trap. He would have to chew off his own leg to get out of it.
This left him often crabby and tired, especially on days like this it remained hard to work, or even move around or talk due to his exhaustion. But, he did so, despite this zombie like state that often possessed it. Worst case, his body would give out tonight if his brain wouldn't let him sleep. But, it almost sounded relaxing a sense, this usually happened on fourth night of no rest, though his body acted much different from a human receiving such low amounts of rest.
But the medic knew he wasn't the only one with this problem, he could often see or hear Pandora shifting around, and couldn't help but feel a chunk of pity or empathy for the girl, out of the entire crew of the willow camp, it was often her he checked up a lot on, commonly trying to give her sleeping herbs and medication or anything else to help her not to follow the same nights he did, as it felt nothing would work against the awful days and nights. Granted, he did have Zvi to keep him company, the male not needing sleep was often around camp for brief talks or perhaps try to cast a spell over him for a not so awful night.
With a small groan, the male managed to stumble up slightly from his sitting position, the small waterfall of the tiny, escape like area was calming, and often where he got his best rest, if any, but at the moment the other's must be waking or already so and he wanted to check up on a few people to see if they where alright. Besides, he needed to be up and about to see if anything bad was to happen, so the medic quickly retreated to his own abode in the camp after making his way back into the heart of the area.
He dug around for a few moments before brushing a hand through the many feathers that lined his body. The pesky things where frizzed and some where crooked, causing an uncomfortable scenario as they ruffled under his clothing, with annoyance, he quickly tried to fix what was going before just giving up and sitting down, closing his optics for a few moments.

By morning, Zvi was of course, awake, like Birdie and even Pandora, he stayed up for a much different reason, for having a pretty enduring sense of energy didn't leave time for such things. In fact, even if he was worn out but his energy was high for magic, he couldn't allow himself a blissful nap even, as it would add to much mana to the already high amount, and it could end up decently dangerous.
With a small sigh, filled with either a decent amount of dread or just the sense that he had to get up, the male stood up on the branch he had resided in sitting in for the night. Granted, it wasn't very hard to get up to, but it still remained peaceful before he peered down between the crisscrossing branches to Pandora, who he had been watching move around and guard the gate all night, and with his usual smiling face now fixed with a small frown, the male eventually made it to the bottom before approaching rather silently.
"Good morning Pandora." His voice was calm, and smooth, like usual, it didn't hold any tint of worry or really any expression either, but he made sure to announce his presence so he hopefully didn't frighten her, which he was unsure if he would or not. The seeker now carefully studied the guard with a frown, out of the camp, she was one of the two with a pretty crippling insomnia, and while he had made a pretty hardened vow not to attach to anyone, these where still the people he worked with, and there was still an overwhelming desire to protect them.
"Did you sleep well?" Zvi already knew the answer, as he had been residing in the tree all night, staying in it's protective branches while he watched over the gate as well, along with the restless female who stayed up at night to protect it. By now, a small amount of worry trickled into his tone, and despite the almost unnerving appearance of the undead man, he seemed concerned enough, only glancing over when he heard the small talking between Reese and Shadow with a slightly curious, yet exasperated glance for no more then a moment.
(I apologize for this awfully choppy post, I'll also be getting a better fancy afterwords, I became a little rushed near the end and was unable to proof read.

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dark circles stood out against pale skin, and as sweat dripped from his face, alaric could only grimace at his reflection in the water. with a theatrical shiver, the prince swiped at the sweat, a small frown tugging at his lips - "royalty shouldn't have to work so hard," and yet, hard work was all he had. hissing sharply, he spun on his heel, stalking towards a more worn path to continue on his patrol. there had been less scaves in the surrounding forests and it was making alaric more irritable than usual. killing those things had been his stress relief and the 'blood' made the itch under his skin disappear for a little while. but it always came back. so with nothing to 'kill', alaric was left feeling a bit under the weather and he had to wonder if killing was so ingrained - assassinations, training, his father - that he didn't know what else to do. and even when he had a purpose here... even when he had a purpose, his purpose was to kill those who threatened the little ones. so did that mean nothing had changed? .... he stopped that train of thought, eye twitching when he heard the familiar tones of the brother duo.

something else he wanted to avoid at the moment, people. ugh. not to mention they'd probably try and get rid of him anyways considering his personality, was thought with amusement, another reason he liked being here at willow branch. alaric was able to be whoever the hell he wanted to be. and what he wanted to be was an arrogant, narcissistic naga who had no idea what the meaning of 'real' work was. ha! he seriously had enough 'real' work to last him two lifetimes and even then, he'd take the road of a farmer than the life, Life had dealt him. with a subdued hiss, and an annoyed sigh following soon after, alaric leaned on a stump and tried to get out of his slump. brooding was alike the current him.

but training, training would keep him from thinking for a while, "i'll go over there," he murmured to himself, referring to the escape, and got up with fire burning in his bones.

[ooc: ew. that ending doh.]
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Katara 'Kat' Cerridwen

A small white kitsune fox with three tails sat in a small glen. Her unusual turquoise eyes closing as she sighed. She was uneasy about being so close to the Willow...but her home was there. A small light shone and the fox transformed into a teenage elf girl. Her knee length white hair and ears flicked at the top. Her three tails remained, but were a smidge longer than when in her fox form. The girl walked to he cave, before transforming back into her kitsune form so she could easily slip into the cracks of the cave near the Willow. Her white fur let off a small glow as she made her way, limping slightly to her nest and curling up, closing her eyes to enjoy the peace and quiet.

ooc: Anyone can interact(as in find) her btw

Hearing voices, the ears of the little white fox raised and her head lifted. She sat up and crept forward, wondering what all the noise was about. Her three tails waving behind her elegantly. She moved gracefully and without a certain gait in general. She moved almost effortlessly, as she approached the mouth of the cave, and poked her head out into the Willow Branch area, her eyes landing on the elementals, and she blinked, wondering if she should try to get closer or not. Her white fur sort of stood out in the broad light, but in the darkness it glowed, so how would she really do this?

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taking a deep breath, alaric spread his senses around the forest, ears twitching at every little moment he felt. at the moment, he could only go about a mile out, but it was enough for his patrolling because extending the range would take a bit longer. and he didn't have the time or quiet for that. but...

training would be going a lot smoother if a certain wolf wasn't making enough of a racket to alert every scave in shouting distance. rolling blue eyes, alaric let out a sharp whistle, trying to get the mutt's attention. "boy! the prince demands that you cease with your noise making," it's giving me a headache, is what he didn't say. it wasn't like the wolf-child was being especially loud, but it was making it difficult to concentrate when his attention was divided between training and tracking the noises around him. "there's no need for you to be in this part when my royal self is enough protection."
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Zvi~
"You underestimate me too much." Zvi's usual smile peeked over his face with this sarcasm for no more then a few moments before it faded back to the small, curved frown that crinkled his brow once more. Resting a tired hand on his hip he shrugged slightly. He did feel bad for Pandora, and slightly wished he hadn't stayed up in the tree to be watching her the entire time, it was starting to bother him seeing her so restless, and not necessarily in a rude way either.
"I don't tend to sleep either but for a different reason, if there was anything wrong I would alert you." Another kind smile, and despite the male being a seeker, he could defend himself pretty easily, though he preferred not to. After all, it had to trail back to his mild haphephobia, the fear of being touched, or at least in his stomach region. Besides, he had decided a long time ago not to get into this blood and guts and messy war stuff, he was a pacifist and was also slightly scared of fighting as wimpy as it sounded, but if anything did happen, he could get someone else up, or the whole camp considering if it was needed.
White eyes now focusing back on the younger female a small sigh escaped from slightly parted lips. He didn't want to pester her, especially about her insomnia, so, on the note of that he started to veer the subject differently. A walk sounded nice, and he disliked going alone, mostly because scaves and such, but a small talk couldn't hurt either, if Pandora wanted to come with, he at least wanted to help her relax a little bit.
"Say, do you want to go for a stroll? We have yet to find anyone new for a little bit, and I think you should take a break from standing in the same place all night and day." The offer definitely seemed kind enough from the lich, which was slightly out of character, but he was getting extremely sick of this girl exhausting herself in this one spot. Besides, the camp was now becoming bustling with energy and he could already feel himself becoming twitchy. All the mana around the camp was often annoying to mage, especially because his body picked up and tended to feed on the excess of this, making his own start to skyrocket, it was aggravating.
But, he now brushed this off, reaching down to adjust his clothing, folding the cloak like layer back around him before brushing his hair out of his own face as well before staring back over at the guard.
(Hm, very rushed again, meaning I couldn't bring Birdie but was able to scrape together Zvi)

Waiting for someone to rp with me lol