In the Middle of the Woods

[Stars9]

After his trip to Storm Isle, VIcen landed on a hidden peir at the edge of Silverwood. He had sent the messenger back to the client who had hired hima nd now was just wandering around, wondering what he would do while he waited for his reward.

[Night Owl]

Vixen clambered out of the boat, tripping on the bow of the boat and falling into Vicen.
She grabbed onto his arm and stedied herself.

"Sorry..." she mumbled, blushing a bit and wlaking onto the grass.

She stared up at the dazzling leaves.

Wow...

She touched the wound again on her stomach. It had dried, but she would need to clean that up soon.

And her dress was ripped... she sighed lightly.

[Stars9]

Vicen shrugged and continued walking. He climbed a tree and sat in it's braches. He hoped Vixen would have just turned the boat around and gone back without him, not like it was his boat anyway.

[Night Owl]

Vixen sat down on the bottom of the tree, crossing her legs and rested her elbow on one knee. She then rested her chin in her hand.

She didn't speak, but she was tired.

[Stars9]

Vicen began to whistle slightly. After he finished the tune he looked down and said, "Why are yous till here? You can go back to Storm Isle whenever you feel like it, even keep the boat if you want." He looked around having ehard the same footsteps of the messenger but it was just in his mind.

[Silver Bell]

(Not to far away..)
The tall human drank from the stream greedily, letting the cool, fresh water relief his hot and burning throat. He lifted his head, whipping away water droplets from his cracked lips. He then dipped his water flask into the water, watching it slowly begin to fill. His pack and weapon lay near by, all dusty from travel. The human, Autumn by name, brushed the long brunette braid from his shoulder as he stood, popping the quort back in the flask. He streched tired muscles, and rubbed the scar that covered his clouded eye. He bent down, and carefully returned his pack to it's proper place. The now fimilar warmth of the precious cargo the sack held rubbed into his shoulder blades, bringing a slight smile to the corner of his mouth. Autumn returned the stormsteel blade to his belt, and the long scythe to it's leather holder that lay just below the shoulders. He stood, streched again, and continued down the shaded path of the forest.

[Night Owl]

Vixen shrugged. straintening up and leaning her back to the tree.

She sighed lightly.

"No reason... I supose..." she said softly.

But that wasn't true. The reason she stayed with this Human Man she hardly knew, was a simple reason. Though it would seem embarassing. From what she had learned from this Human is that He would laugh at any weakness or thing you had to say.

She wanted some company. Even if this company wouldn't speak back to her all the time and was slightly rude. It was still someone. An other being that she could talk to, besides her Eagle.

[Stars9]

Vicen jumped out of the tree and onto the path. he walked down the path twords the sound of footsteps. he kept his blade ready to fight if he ahd to and looked catiously for who it was.

[Silver Bell]

Autumn could smell salt water upon the air. The sea... this must have been the part of the forest the lead to the shore. Crack. The sound of someone approaching meet his ears. Autumn tensed, slipping behind a tree, queitly drawing the stormsteel blade. He waited for the stranger to come closer....

[Stars9]

Vicen saw someone, or soemthing, move and he charged with his blade. His speed made him apear as a simple blur to anyone who was not moving at the same speed.

[Silver Bell]

The loud sound of stormsteel against steel filled his ears. Autumn, during his many years of enslavement, was used to being charged. He stared at the other human with his discolored eyes. "Why are you attacking me?" he asked, pressing down upon the other man's blade. "I have caused you no harm."

[Stars9]

Vicen slipped his wrist blade otno his other hadn and with a grin said, "Well I'm attacking you because you're too close to my home...now why are you here?" He readied to swing his wrist blade at the other human if it was an answer he founs unsatisfactory.

[Silver Bell]

"Traveling through, what else would I be doing?" Autumn said. "Do I look like a disgusting theif?"

'To close to your home?' Autumn thought. 'Is the whole forest his home... Unless...' A warning flashed in his mind. 'Oh no! What if this is a slave hunter?!'

[Stars9]

Vicen put his blades away and walked back twords where he had left Vixen and his cabin, ignoring the other human now. He stopped however when he heard a voice from a tree. He climbed the tree to see the mesenger. he handed Vicen a note and Vicen just nodded before dashing through the trees.

[Silver Bell]

Autumn slid his blade back into it's seath. That was odd... and very quick... Autumn (once again) begain to walk through the forest. He hoped that he wouldn't have to meet the stranger (who seemed to have a recless joy for battle) again. Another thought throbbed in the back of his mind. Had that been a Slave Hunter? He shook himself mentally. He was just being parranoid, that was all. Autumn thought he saw the crest of a cabin up ahead. So the stranger had just been protecting his home... Autumn starred up at the silver leaves above. He had never really taken any time to enjoy the forest's beauty. Living in a lush forest like this.. If Autumn did ever settle down some where, he might want to live here... but he doubted that it would never happen..

Autumn sighed, and walked towards the strangers home. Not knowing of the little Taliel that he soon might meet.