Stranger of sorrows.

[elz]

Tired frame relentlessly traveled miles, having just experienced the cruel harsh death of her own mother, her soul seemed empty, and unforgiving, like life had been to her. She missed her mother terribly, but could not stop, for her own life would be at risk.
She finally reached the outskirts of town, a powerful smell of grime and lowlife lingered around the area, and the conditions were just as bad. For now, she'd rather not be recognized, she quickly darted behind a corner, before any eyes cast a stare upon her.
red fur patched around her face, and her ears moved to the top of her head and became triangular and pointy, the end of her backbone extended, and fur protruded from it on mass, and her posture took form, as she finished her transformation into a red fox. Sly dark optics darted as she padded out from around the corner, bushy tail swaying gracefully behind her as she watched every movement of everyone.
A woman was bringing a bushel of apples into her house, but when she reached for the doorbell, the basket of apples slipped from her grasp, and they rolled onto the street, a few people around began to help her pick them up. Moving ever closer to the scene, a pink tongue slid around the corners of the vixens mouth, as she undeniably eyed her prize.Walking casually by, in one graceful movement, she leaned over and picked up an apple, to one mans notice,fortunately he was too drunk, or mad to notice.
Slyly she slipped away, and into the alleys,she transformed back into a human, rewinding all changes made before. She took the grappling hook from off her shoulder and swung it to the top of a small building. Getting a firm, tight grip, she began to pull herself, swiftly up the side of the building, without one false step. When sat up the top. She took her right arm, and shook it, until and apple rolled out of her sleeve, and into her palm. She chuckled as she looked at it. Not a bruise. She gratefully took small bites, relishing the taste, as she began to take in what could be her new life.

[Accalia et Hart]

Down the street, heavily disguised under caked on layers of make-up and wigs, was the disgruntled Nox. It was clear he wasn't in such a great mood due to him grinding his teeth tightly and having his fists clenched to the point that they were bright red.
For today, the choice of wig being the soft dusty white partial moehawk, with piercings all in his ears, and his eyes were a dark, dark black. His clothes torn up and made of cheap black and brown leather, an obvious punk-rock sort of look. If one were to see his true form, it contrasted greatly from the eccentric style he usually wore.
Damn those incompetent morons! They couldn't get an order right if it cost their lives, and it had. Despite that his creature summon was simply a luna moth, he had good skills in the endurance and speed techniques and also had poison on his side.
The soft flutter of wings breezed the side of his head, and stopped just at his hand, and there the pale green luna moth laid contently. He simply smirked at it, but then looked in the direction it had flown from, the rooftops... there he saw a young woman peacefully eating an apple.

[icy]

A blur of orange and black could be seen by few people, as a tiger jumped quickly from roof to roof, a backpack on its back and a bag in its mouth. The thing was an odd sight, her kind was rare and not known to be in a place as this. It could only mean one thing, a shifter, which was still a rare thing to see.

The tiger came to a skidding stop, her body altering as she slid. When it stopped and its transformation was complete, an auburn haired woman stood in the tiger's place. She took the bag out of her mouth and moved her hair out of her looking through its contents.”Only five gold left…I’ll make it up later.”The girl muttered to herself before she pulled out a small piece of bread, placing it between her lips as she placed the bag within her backpack, before she started to eat.

[elz]

As she was finishing her apple, she noticed a man dressed in a very eccentric punk rock way, her chewing haltered for a second or two, but continued, until finished. Thats when she noticed the other shifter. Not being the social butterfly, she sat in silence for the moment. But eyes shifted uneasily on the huntresses backpack, and temptations flowed.
The vulpes closed her eyes, as her nose shifted into a black wet one, she smelled the breeze directing from the other shifter.
bread

[Accalia et Hart]

"And what have you shown me, eh?" he said in a soft, crackly voice to the moth, who twittered in return. "Hmm, two transform sewns, and one's a thief? How interesting."

With that, he turned around and began in the way towards the two, noticing how the thief was eyeing the tigeress' backpack, and he smirked. She mustn't know much about this town if she was stealing from the poor here.
He had time, lots of it, so he could stick around and greet a few newcomers to the town. It'd be fun.
And after him flew the luna moth, over the heads of the people, trying hard not to tangle with the other summon creatures flying above the vast array of villagers.

[elz]

She saw the guy dressed in punk rockapproaching, the immediate thought that came to mind was:
oh crap! busted!
She didn't take a second thought to think he was just being friendly.
She put her hand over her nose and pushed down, revealing her normail human nose, she hurriedly got up, and began to escape. She dropped her apple core, and was deciding wether to shift or not.
I remain human, I might not escape, I shift, my disguise is gone completely...Hope he's a slow runner.
So she continued to speed along the rooftop, daintily running over narrow edges without fail.

[icy]

The girl had long since notice the other or the men, not knowing or caring what or who they were for the time being. She just sat back and ate her bread slowly, not finding any need to rush and make herself need more later on."Your here, what will you do now Icy. Find that women, get a job...what?"Icy thought to herself, look to the backpacks he placed in front of her.

She had come to this place because she thought to necessary to learn from someone, someone that she thought had the most power. All she needed to figure out now is how to get that person to teach her.

[Chloe]

This was when Sirilyan came about. Possibly not the best time, but he didn't know it. He disliked this city. It was dark and made him feel sick. Yet he had decided to stay there for a bit. He really didn't know why, but he enjoyed walking about on the top of houses in his cat form.

He walked slowly across the buildings, one foot after the other, taking in the view. He liked the height. For a moment, he sat down and gazed down on the people bellow him. He watched them run about busily doing whatever they were. Then he got up and continued on his way. Sir hoped from one building top to the next, then turned around a chimney to see two young girls sitting there. His first responce was to leave and go find another place to be alone. But he wasn't in the mood. Instead he layed down there and watched them, wondering what they were doing.

[Accalia et Hart]

Noticing her change in pace, he hurried along too, quickly taking off the wig to help him go a bit faster (with that thing on your head, it's no better than running with a piece of cardboard), his hair fell out and around his contacted-purple eyes, hiding them slightly in a habitual way.
She was fast, as fast as him, but he was sure that maybe he could trick her into going into the forest, or possibly and alleyway. Despite he didn't want to harm her, he didn't feel like calling that out. Besides, a little exercise would do good on him...

[elz]

The building was nearing an edge, and with one small speed up, she leaped the gap, it was so wide, and it felt moments she was suspended in air, no sounds but the wind rushing past her.
Thud
she landed, then dropped into a side roll to break down the fall, and quickly recovered into a run again. She noticed the new building she was running on was a house, with chimneys poking out the roofs,
maybe....
she jumped in the air as if diving, and with an extra-quick shift, she swooped down the chimney, and landed uncomfortably, in a pile of dusty coal.
She looked around, and to her delight, the house was abandoned, windows broken, and various cracks and holed in the walls and ceiling. Ebony legs stretched out to walk, but a shooting pain ran up her right paw, causing her to fall forward. She shifted back into her human form, her wrist, just sprained hopefully.
"Dammit!" she hissed.

[Accalia et Hart]

Down the chimney, much like Santa, only less fat, came the thief with a graceful land. Wow, he noted mentally, I'm getting good at this whole 'graceful landing' thing.

"You, are a thief, am I correct?" he inquisited, staring at her with contacted-violet eyes, that even not at their real color, seemed a little... creepy. "I see you do not know who the best targets are here, newcomer, to steal from the poor is silly and a waste of your time.
"If you wish, I'd allow you into my group of thieves and I'll teach you the how-to's around here, as long as I get a certain percentage of the gold, of course."

And with that proposition, he put his hand out.

[icy]

"I wonder whats up with them..."Icy thought to herself out loud, her eyes catching the movements of the girl and the man. She thought that maybe they had something against each other, or the girl had a bounty on her head. Because of this she didn't notice the cat that was watching her before, she mostly knows were ever living thing around her are.

[elz]

The girl eyed him up suspiciously, something didn't feel right, she did not lay one delicate pale finger on his hand, for she feared what she was getting into. Her eyes were narrowed and she was looking at him with storm blue slits, a cold stare,
"who are you?"
she asked , shuffling away from him a bit.

[Chloe]

Sir watched the girl run wondering what the heck was going on. He saw the other chasing her, and still didn't understand. But it wasn't his business nor did it really matter to him. So he continued to sit near the chimney watching the others around him.

The other girl had not seen him yet, he noticed. He wondered who she was, but didn't care enough to find out. He started to move his tail slightly out of bordum and wondered if it was going to rain tomorrow.

[Accalia et Hart]

"I am Hart, a famous thief. If you do not know of me, you must be new to this place. If you ask anyone around this town, they'll have all sorts of gossip about me," he said with a smirk, he still held his hand and didn't move foreward as she trudged back away from him. "It's obvious that you need a few pointers, not to be rude, but stealing from the poor won't get you far."
The luna moth came in once more through the cracked window, fluttering it's winds softly by the transform sewn's face onto Hart's arm, resting there with it's wings relaxed. It looked rather pretty, but didn't match with the leather at all.