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Thread: (Lunetta & Yenpointfive) Fangs & Claws

Johan rather expected that she was still wondering why he had helped her but it was also possible that she didn't really care so long as he did. He didn't know anything about her at all yet and assuming what was going on in her mind seemed presumptuous so he held his tongue and waited to see what came next. She hadn't really given him any indication whether or not she was agreeing to help him at first so he just began following alongside her quietly. Since she neither growled at him or tried to outrun him he took that as acceptance of his company and an agreement to help. Well, either that or she was leading him into an ambush. Now would have been the right time for it. She could probably tell he was weakened a bit by what he had done for her. It wasn't necessarily that Johan was particularly trusting, he was just very good at what he did. And for a while now 'not dying' was a feat he'd been excelling at, so he assumed that if he'd misjudged her from what little her direwolf form had conveyed he felt certain he could rectify any trouble he found himself in. When he saw the cave his smile broadened and he stepped inside as she motioned for him to do so. The darkness probably bothered her more so than it did him. Even total darkness didn't deter the gaze of a vampire. He saw the mattress in back and walked over towards it before stopping to look back at her. When she again motioned him forward he took a seat on it, lightly tugging off his boots and slipping out of the sling that kept his scabbard on his back. He set the sword down beside of himself without any real fanfare, though it was on the opposite side of the mattress from her. He liked her so far but he wasn't about to tempt fate or hatred. Guten nacht, fraulein. If you are planning on leaving during the morning, it was a pleasure to have known you, if not, I look forward to getting to know you without quite so much fur, though I must admit you do have quite a nice coat of it. He said before settling onto the bed. Most anyone without a coat of fur would have probably found the cave chilly but given that Johan was dead he simply laid back and shut his eyes, becoming still as the corpse he most definitely was.
Thread: (Lunetta & Yenpointfive) Fangs & Claws

Vivienne still reeled a bit at the current situation and how odd it was. If anyone of her pack mates caught wind of what was happening, she could only imagine the crazy look she would receive. She forced herself to think of other things, such as how comfortable a night it was, and how she was mere feet from a vampire that had expend some of his energy into healing her. Such altruism wasn't expected, but not unwelcome. He seemed like a genuine vampire, if such thing existed, raised with a different mindset than the ones she had come across. Heck, he was even proper. Calling me miss, she mused, even in this furry form. She made a soft noise, almost as if she were bidding him good night, before she settled her chin on her laws, inhaling deeply before exhaling a sigh as she lay there. Vivienne fell asleep after a few minutes, a vulnerable position to her. Sometime during the transition of night to dawn, falling asleep for a few hours. Sometime during the day, she awoke, leaving the cave to forage and find a meal before meeting up at her den, after extensively masking the scent of the nightwalker from her pelt. The majority of her pack had yet to return, so she simply made her rounds there before returning to the cave some time before sundown. Yet, rather than remain in her wolf form, she transformed herself into her human state. She was garbed in a sleeveless suede corset, a light colored top underneath and a pair of fitted breeches with a pair of worn in boots. Vivienne preferred practical over conforming to societies attire for women. She simply sat there, leaning against the wall as she waited for her guest to awake.
Thread: (Lunetta & Yenpointfive) Fangs & Claws

Johan was in essentially the same position as before when Vivienne awoke the next day. Vampires didn't toss and turn, snore, or really do anything else that suggested they were anything other than a corpse while they slept. It was much the same way when she decided to depart the cave and then again when she returned. That was, up until she started to draw a bit closer to the slumbering vampire. The hand nearest the sword flashed over to it, gripping the hilt as his head tilted towards her. His gaze would have been pinned on her if his eyes were actually open. When she didn't draw any closer he remained motionless in that position until a little before sundown. Most humans took a little bit to wake up but for a vampire it was an effortless thing. He simply sat up and opened his eyes when he was ready to do so. He looked her over for a moment and a smile settled across his features. He realized at about that same time that he was still holding onto the hilt of his zweihander and gently released it. Ahh, fraulein. So good to see you again. He said, clearly recognizing her regardless of which form she took. I must admit, had I anyone to place a bet with I would not have made money off the prospect of your return, though I'm glad all the same. I'm sure you have questions that you couldn't ask last night and judging by the way the mouth of this cave is lit up I'd say I have time to answer them before I go searching for a meal.
Thread: (Lunetta & Yenpointfive) Fangs & Claws

Vivienne heard soft movement, not that Johan shifted a lot, it was very subtle, much more than what she was used to, but she heard it. She looked over at him just as he was about to speak, the fading daylight giving her a better glimpse at him and his features. His politeness was something she was still trying to get used to. Why did she feel the need to even get used to it? The wolf doubted she would be seeing him again after this. She paid her dues, the obligation she felt in assisting him as he did her. She did a good thing, right? She wanted to exhale a snort, who was she trying to convince exactly? Well, I wanted to be sure that I returned the favor after what you did last night, she admitted, honey hazel hues lifting to meet his gaze. He was incredibly good looking, she gave him that, easy on the eyes, for a nightwalker. As you can see, it is highly unusual for someone your... status to aid one such as myself. Our kinds don't exactly see eye to eye in this region. What strikes me with curiosity is to know what exactly brought you to these parts, she bade, shifting to fully face him, legs tucked beneath her.
Thread: (Lunetta & Yenpointfive) Fangs & Claws

And I am most appreciative of the aid. He responded. No matter how powerful a vampire got sunlight was still deadly. Strength and age just meant you could survive a few more moments in the accursed light. Though anyone so old as Johan tended to have a way to escape the sun's rays if they were caught out. In his case any way he had to do so wasn't nearly as comfortable as the lodgings provided by Vivienne. He shrugged a bit and laughed when she suggested it was unusual for him to help her. I must admit it's an unusual trick even by the standards of my kind. It's unnecessary on other vampires and lending my flesh to a wounded human would simply turn them. I might be prone to showing off when I find a wounded werewolf that can benefit from my aid. He admitted freely, though the explanation begged the question of just when he'd decided to practice healing wounded werewolves. After taking a moment to muse on that specific application of his powers he turned his attention to the question that had been asked rather than implied. I am here visiting England on a holiday of sorts. It's been a long while since I've tasted English blood and I hear English art is improved somewhat as of late. I'll be paying a visit to some nobility of my own kind, catching up with old friends and enemies. Oh yes, and I've been told I must attend a play by that Shakespear fellow you English all seem so proud of. I hear he's got a good one with some witches and a murdered king in it. He said, clearly not even a little phased by the fact that he'd decided to vacation in a country full of supernaturally strong wolves who might want to kill him.
Thread: (Lunetta & Yenpointfive) Fangs & Claws

Vivienne simply waved her hand in dismissal, she simply had been returning the favor after he had put the effort out for her. It was strange, she wasn't sure how she should feel about her predicament. One thing she was certain of was that she would need to be very careful, she doubted her pack mates would be keen on her associating with an undead, even if he had saved her life. The hate that their species bore for each other ran rather deep the longer the conflict progressed. Newer wolves didn't see the point but the older ones had seen to much, been through too much to let it go. She sniffed at his response, crossing her arms. I doubt you find too many werewolves to show off... so you are here on holiday? How peculiar of you to choose here of all places. Part of Vivienne hoped he would return home, finding it unsettled her to think of a pack finding this stray undead in their territory, an individual that wasn't entirely familiar with the ways between their kind. I suppose there are sights to see, cities to visit and plays to see, if you are interested in that sort of thing. Rarely did pack mates ever participate in such outings, preferring more carnal things except for the rare few. She's been to a few plays a handful of times. Ah yes, Macbeth, it's his most recent work. They are playing it at the Globe Theater in London, I believe tomorrow night. London was unclaimed territory, the feud was between vampire and werwolved, they held a mutual agreement to keep the predominantly human inhabited city on its own accord.
Thread: (Lunetta & Yenpointfive) Fangs & Claws

He shrugged when she commented on how unusual his vacation destination was. It wasn't as if the feud between werewolves and vampires made England an appreciably more dangerous place to him. Sure, it was significantly more dangerous in theory, but given his absolute scale of what was truly a threat this was rather minor in his case. She seemed like she might be judging his idea of fun a bit when she What can I say? I haven't killed a king in nearly a hundred years I'm a bit... He paused for a second to come up with the right word in English. Nostalgic. He remembered. That's it. Then to London I should go. He said, standing up and dusting himself off a bit before starting to pick up what little gear he brought with him, along with that massive zweihander. Besides, that trick from last night takes a bit out of me and I'm feeling a bit peckish. He said, looking her over slowly for a moment. It was as if someone had set a choice steak next to a man whose stomach was rumbling, yet who knew he should probably leave the dish alone. I don't suppose you have any thoughts as to where I ought to stop for supper or how I might avoid your kind? The latter is more for their good than mine, mind you, but given this little peace you and I have found I'd feel rather hypocritical if any of your kind made me kill them so soon after I met you.
Thread: (Lunetta & Yenpointfive) Fangs & Claws

Vivienne chuckled softly, leaning back on her palms as she extended her legs out before her, crossing her ankles. I bet, she murmured in response. She felt it, the urge to offer something to him. Avoid the southern borders here, they expand a large range beyond the forest, to the coast even, she added. She moved to stand up committing to a full body stretch. There are sporadic towns around here, but they are often mixed with the sort of crowd you may want to avoid. I'm not sure if you are the kind of vampire that prefers humans or animal blood. Forest is littered with creatures, but they tend to avoid wolf territory south so your best bet is north... You'll most likely find a sleepy town or two, she inquired, twirling a stray lock of hair around her finger. She stepped out to the mouth of the cave. London is several miles north, quite a trip but you can make it in a single trip. Vivienne seemed rather confident he could. I can lead you the way, if you'd like.
Thread: (Lunetta & Yenpointfive) Fangs & Claws

Johan listened carefully as Vivienne offered up her advice. It was a rather rare thing for a vampire as old as he was to sit patiently and listen. Generally speaking after you got to be a couple hundred years old you started to assume that you knew everything. That was one of the reasons Johan was traveling. Settling down in one location bred complacency and was, he'd decided, how most of the elders ended up working their century long schemes to accomplish who knows what. That was something he was hoping to avoid for as long as he could. Is there a vampire that prefers animal blood? Johan asked with an eyebrow raised. Venison is tolerable but that's about it. He added as he followed her out of the cave. The last rays of sunlight were just barely visible above the treeline, the shadows cast by the forest more than enough to protect him until the sun was fully set for the night. When she offered to lead him to London he smiled broadly. I would like that quite a bit. Traveling is always better with companions.
Thread: The Sacrifice (Karo x PatientOne)

Anyone unfamiliar with the town would see the feasts and events of the day as a celebration. Friends and family gathered to share meals, one of the grandest of the year, and exchange stories and pleasantries. It was a strange custom for what was really more of a funeral than anything. The tradition had started only several years before, when news of a dragon taking up residence nearby reached them. The first year had been a scramble, dragging a young woman from her family to be offered to the beast. Without so much as a farewell, the last the town saw of her was the city militiamen dragging her out to the woods to meet her fate. They were more prepared the next year. As the seasons grew colder, summer lazily coming to an end, they sent yet another to the wilds, never to be seen again. Tess fidgeted with the slice of bread on her plate. Food wasn't really what she wanted to be thinking about right now, the rest of the meal sitting untouched in front of her. Even after the town council had announced her name the previous week, none of this felt real. Not until tonight, until the feast, and until she caught the mournful eye of her father every time she glanced up to him. Conversations flew past, her only response usually a smile and a nod. What she wouldn't give for just a few more days. The sun began to fall far too soon. As the light changed to a dull golden glow, two of the town's militia motioned to her. It was time. She nodded, adjusted the loose braid that kept her chestnut locks away from her face, and stood to follow them. She did everything to keep her head up, and to keep the rest of the gathered townsfolk to see that her hands shook, and it took every ounce of strength to keep her jaw from quivering. This was some sort of honor, after all, her sacrifice ensuring another safe year for her friends and loved ones. A sullen silence fell between the trio as they made their way out of the village, and near the entrance to the dragon's lair. A pair of trees served as the sacrificial altar, and the two men strapped Tess's wrists in place with heavy ropes to ensure she wouldn't run once they had left. Gods be with ye, one of them muttered as he pat her shoulder, neither saying another word to her as they turned to make the trek back to the village. She shivered at the slight breeze that passed by. Night fell quickly this time of year, and with that, the various predators that lurked outside of the village would be out in force. She closed her eyes tightly, every sound from behind her potentially the warning of her demise. If the dragon didn't end her, she had no doubt that the wolves or whatever else stalked the wilds would make an easy meal of her.
Thread: The Sacrifice (Karo x PatientOne)

The first year that Koda had found his new home atop the massive mountain he honestly hadn't even been aware that there was a human village within his territory. He'd simply spent most of his time clearing out rubble and making a home for himself. The first time the villagers had sent a female his way he'd been shocked more than anything and had no real idea what to do with her so he didn't really pay much attention to her. Something he still regretted to this day as she'd run away late in the night. He hadn't thought much of it till he was looking around in the woods for a good tree to carve out for his bed and some other small things and found her body in the woods. She'd been mauled by something and had a look of utter fear and loneliness etched on her lifeless face. Koda had buried her in the most beautiful place he knew, a waterfall right behind his cave and tried to keep that place clean simply out of respect for the female he'd ignored. The second female he'd paid more attention to. Tried to make her feel comfortable and tried to help her. However she too had passed but she'd actually come to like it there as he took care of her and her needs. She'd died from slipping when out for a walk and took a rather long fall off of the more steep sides of his home. She too had been buried at the waterfall, her grave held a white flower. Koda wasn't really too familiar with human customs so after Sadie died, he spent most of his time watching how humans acted with one another, staying out of sight he watched their behaviors and how they treated one another. Looking specifically at couples. Seeing how they were with one another, how they were affectionate. The sex was kind of different with each couple. Some were soft and affectionate while others were almost angry at one another. Sadie had taught him a lot about sewing and cooking his food and about keeping his place clean. She'd taught him how to read and clean up his speech too. So when the time came for the next female he was actually asleep when she first came to his cave but as her scent got to his nose his head came up and he looked through the dark mouth of the cave. From the outside his home was just another cave. Inside it was warm and actually, thanks to Sadie, it was comfortable. Standing up to his full height he walked out and looked down at the female with his best attempt at a smile. Having a muzzle made a smile rather difficult. Looking around for a moment he reached out but stopped as he didn't want her to think he was going to eat her. He had a good two feet on her so he was a lot bigger than her. Moving to the side he motioned inside. It's cold outside. Go inside. He said as he walked in and used a short burst of his own fire to light some torches and candles, lighting up the inside. There was a good stack of gold pieces and gems off to the side. A pile of furs and soft cloth, surrounded by a detailed wooden frame for a bed. A bear fur carpet and a few books sitting off to the side, all things that Sadie had done. What is your name?
Thread: The Sacrifice (Karo x PatientOne)

This was it. This was the end. As she heard the footsteps approach, she flinched back. Her eyes closed tightly, and every muscle in her body tensed. Even in the dying light of the day, she felt the dragon's shadow looming over her. And then...nothing. Except for a voice. It's cold outside. Go inside. She uncoiled from herself as the low sound reached her, and she took a few moments to comprehend what had been said. Was she dead already? This was not at all what she had expected, though she wasn't exactly sure WHAT she thought would happen out here. Still shaking, she rose to her feet. Even if he seemed non-threatening, she wasn't about to get on the dragon's bad side. Just cutting off the breeze eased the chill in the air as she followed him inside of the cavern. Once the tiny flames of the candles shed flickering lights on the room, she found herself pinching her arm to be sure this wasn't some sort of strange dream. Whatever she thought would happen, this was far from it. In fact, though the furnishings were somewhat rough, the dwelling was cozier and cleaner than many in the village proper. I...erm... she stammered as she looked around, shying away from the beast as she realized how close she was standing to him. He towered over her, and she had no doubt he was capable of thwarting any attempts she made to escape. Tessa...Tess. Everyone calls me Tess, she said slowly, cautiously raising her gaze up to meet his eye. I...I didn't know dragons could talk...or...read. she said as she glanced to the bookshelf.
Thread: The Sacrifice (Karo x PatientOne)

Koda walked around and sat in the furs and clothes that made up his bed. As he looked at her, he made sure to repeat her name inside his mind a few times. Tess it is. He said as he looked at where she was looking when she mentioned not knowing that Dragons could read. We can't...usually. Sadie taught me. He said as that was the first time he'd said her name out loud since she'd passed. He really did miss her. When she finally warmed up to him, she was probably the only friend he'd had in a long time. Looking to the surrounding furnishings he motioned to the lamps, the little table and shelves as well. She helped me make those too...as well as taught me to sew...cook. She too seemed surprised that I had no interest in eating her. Most dragon's don't eat humans. You leave a very bad taste on the tongue. Your blood is very metallic in taste and your skin is very...bitter. It's disgusting to be honest. Which was true. The reason most humans assumed that Dragon's ate humans was that some of his kin were enormous and when biting something they often times just swallowed it whole. What humans didn't know was that the Dragon would often times force itself to vomit to remove the human. I'm Koda. He said as he made sure to be polite and give his name as well, something else that Sadie had informed him of was that when someone tells their name, it's polite to give your name as well. Seeing her as she seemed cold he stood up and removed one of the furs from the end of his bed. Walking over he draped it over her shoulders and walked over to a large pit in the back of the cave. Opening his mouth a ball of fire shot out and lit a stack of wood in the pit to increase the heat. Are you hungry? I have some fish that I caught earlier...I'm not sure how to make them taste better. Sadie didn't get to teach me how to..sea....seas.... He wasn't sure of the word that meant putting stuff on the fish so that it had flavor.
Thread: The Sacrifice (Karo x PatientOne)

Season? She couldn't help but finish his sentence for him as she caught him struggling for the right word. It reminded her of the children back in the village, mimicking their parents and traders that came through, often trying for words that were far too large for them to comprehend. Even with the fur over her shoulders and the warm fire in front of her, every inch of her was tense, ready to run at the slightest hint of threat. Even though he, oddly enough, seemed pleasant company, she had trouble letting herself go at ease. Even just his casual display of spitting fire caused her to flinch away if she angered him, she had no doubt she'd ignite just as easily as the lumber had. I...I thought that's what dragons did. Eat people. Burn villages. It's what all the stories say, she said. She couldn't help but feel like he was luring her into a false sense of ease. The moment she relaxed, that's when he'd strike, show his true colors. What he was trying to gain with all of this, she couldn't say, but the thought send another shiver down her spine. Koda... she repeated his name slowly, let it play off her tongue as she familiarized herself with it. I knew Sadie, we sent her last year. We were sad to see her go, we all loved her very much, she said slowly. If anyone was able to tame a dragon, it would have been her. She had always had an exceptionally gentle demeanor. Still, it didn't alleviate any of her concerns. It had been a year since they had seen Sadie, and there was no obvious sign of her in the cave.