Azazellea
Friendly Neighborhood Fanthing
Accepted characters
Daniel Harlow Thompson (Harlow) ~ @S n o w
June Thompson
Zane Marshall ~ @TheyCallMeFox
Edo ~ @GoddessOfGod
Thalia Irene Weather ~ @Nikki Rodgers
McKenna Jay Poor
Melissa Osana ~ @PunkKat1
Felicita Scarpa ~ [MENTION=4363]Assassin Of Fate[/MENTION]
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Tacey wandered into the center of camp where a small fire was burning strong. She never was able to figure out what Almira did to keep the villagers from seeing the smoke, but for some reason they never seemed to notice it. With a small sigh, she sat down one of the logs that surrounded the fire. They had been bringing so many more children lately. It was kind of sad, actually. How many were going to die to join their ranks..? She glanced up, the flickering fire reflected in her red eyes as she sighed again. Mother really didn't seem to mind the new intake. Sure she acted all sad and sincere when she revived a child, but Tacey knew she was excited to see their numbers growing. She didn't know what her mother had planned for them, but it had to be something big for her to be this happy over new children. She didn't really want to think about it though. She loved her new mother and thinking about what she could be planning with them only served to depress her. Under her breath she began to sing the lullaby that her old mother used to sing her to sleep. Anyone within earshot of her would currently be feeling the calming sensation of her tune as she attempted to calm herself down.
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Across the camp, Jett sat leaning up against a tree. In his palm was a small ice butterfly. "If only you could fly away.." He said as he accidently dropped the delicate thing on the ground and watched as it shattered. Oh well.. He supposed he could always make himself a new one.. As he started to work, he caught sight of a few of the new children. Their numbers sure were growing fast. If things kept up at this rate, they'd have to start sharing their living areas. He really didn't want that. He needed his space. He looked down with a small smile at the new butterfly that was sitting in his palm.