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    Flame didn't like this shape. She felt vulnerable and too different. Whenever she was seen by the very few fireshifters that came close to her den, they'd never come close again. They'd point and stare in fear. One of the reasons she had never learned to speak was because no one would even talk to her. They thad thrown stones when she'd left in her human shape...


    She so wished to feel the strength of her form. Only that could make her feel better.


    She looked glanced over at the air shifter, wanting to see how she would react.

    "It might work," Kriptess shrugged. She so desperately wanted to be free. "But they've got those needles. We'd be knocked out in a flash..."


    Then she thought, "But, if you can sneak out and get the illusionist, we can all get out! They won't even think that a bug is a talented kid unless they see you change shape!"

    Kriptess woke up to find herself collared and shackled to the ground. She tried to twist out of them, but only succeeded in making her imprisonment more painful as scales were scraped off. She began to get very scared. She began to roar out for help, from any dragon that might hear or see her...

    Kriptess, after a few minutes, said, "Blast this waiting!"



    Whether out of anger, fear, or frustration, she created a fireball in her hand and flung it at the door. I flew off its hinges and became molten farther down the hall.



    She looked on, amazed. "I've never done that before, but from experience, that should bring them running."

    OOC- Him, Black hair, blue streaks, name's Crater



    Crater sat, twisting a card in his fingers. He made it disappear and seem to appear outside the cell. It then seemed to return to his hands, but he knew better. He'd simply made it look as though it had transported itself, when actually, it had been in his hand the whole time.

    [color=rgb(74, 73, 69)]Name: Kriptess
    Age: 15 years
    Gender: Female
    history: Born an orphan. Grew up in a group of assasins, learning the ways of stealth and persuassion. One day, she killed all of them but one, in attempt to save a boy's familly. She didn't want him to grow up the way she had, so she took the assasins' lives instead. After that, she has wandered rogue. She doesn't talk much, but her actions seem to speak enough for her. Due to unspeakable training from the assasins, she never sleeps very much and will always stay awake on guard.
    image: 5'4", brown curly hair with red tips, dark brown eyes, pale face because she wears a hooded cloak that she never takes off, somewhat tired eyes
    partner: Cycil, a jet black panther with dark brown eyes, Male[/color]
    [color=rgb(74, 73, 69)]weapon: sword with a backwards blade (If you know the manga Rurouni Kenshin, it's like his katana)[/color]
    [color=rgb(74, 73, 69)]other: Get the job done quick and quietly[/color]

    Kriptess sat motionless on the roof. Cycil lay beside her, not daring to twitch a muscle. From where they were, they could hear all that was going on. Kriptess pulled her cloak closer to her, hiding her in the darkness just as Cycil's black panther pelt hid him.

    Kriptess squinted her eyes in thought. So someone would be coming soon with a panther like her, hmm? A boy, well...
    She motioned to Cycil to slowly climb down the wall. Tapping her ear, she showed that they were going to try and hear more.
    With that, they both began to slink their way down.

    Kriptess and Cycil slinked as close as possible to the princess, Moon, and their partners. Kriptess hoped to figure out who's partner was the black lion, and why he seemed familiar to her. As far as Kriptess could remember, he wasn't someone she'd been ordered to assasinate, but he couldn't be from her assasin group, as she had killed all of them.


    The wind changed direction and blew their smell over to those Kriptess and Cycil were watching.