Seemingly Nothingness

[Akanari]

A low growl started to rumble deep in her chest, shaking her entire being with the rage that had caused it. She didn't want to be here. There was no place, no home, no family for her here. All she had was her wolf companion and this new one...an interesting companion he was. She had currently left him in the Village somewhere, learning how to tap the minds of the almost-domestic animals lurking in the alleys. She didn't want this place, she wanted her trails, her forests, and her damned life back. In the world above...she had been able to run away from her past...here...there was nothing. The past meant nothing. The past was only a hint at the present, what was now, what is.

Akanari's growl slid into a spasm of sobbing, of collapsing onto the needle-covered ground of the pine forest. She felt like a lost child, not understanding this world, this place, these people. Nothing held them back...and there was no pattern to them. She couldn't understand, no matter how hard she tried. Maybe they weren't meant to be understood, but the constant longing to understand them was too much to bear...that's why she dissapeared randomly from places, seemingly without reason. She came here...to this little clearing among the pine trees, where the needles were soft and warm, not sticky and prickling. Nari came here to cry, and so far, none had disturbed her in the embarrasing process of doing so.

((OOC: I forgot to specify...I'm in stag form at the moment))

[Silver Adept]

"The sound of tears is the easiest sound to hear in the forest, and the hardest to find the source of. We like to think of here as a paradise, but for some it can be hell."

An idle-looking mage, studying flowers growing nearby, appeared to be talking to the flowers, but he was talking just loud enough to be heard by Akanari.

"Take these flowers, for instance. They're beautiful to behold, but by the time the snowfall arrives, at home, they've become poisonous to touch. The cold affects them somehow, and so to preserve themselves against it, they hurt others..."

[Dantrel Rayne]

"There is a point to be made there: never trust beauty."

Rayne stepped out of the edge of the clearing, resting his back on the nearest tree once both of them were in view. He folded his arms and dropped his head after viewing the surroundings, what little sunlight coming through the canopy was bothering his eyes.

"The demon heard crying, but his unnecessarily bulky body could not walk through the forest without scraping his precious wings with every step. In either case, he should be fine here, I will let you three talk."

[Azurel]

Rayne leaned forward so that the emerging wings would not scrape against the tree as they emerged from his back. His arms stayed crossed as his muscles grew larger, however with less of an intimidating look and more of a relaxed one. He looked between the mage and Nari, it didn't seem like the mage was the cause of her crying.

"So what seems to be the problem?"

[Akanari]

Akanari leaped to her feet, sobbing instantly stopping at the mage's voice, but the memory of the despair stayed etched in her face. The stag-woman almost smiled at the strolling mage's story and started towards the flower, but then recoiled and glared at it, then the mage.

"Everything that is loved...is hated...maybe sometimes simply for the reason that it is loved. There is a flower like the one you just described in my world...exactly like it. But that...thing right there. It looks nothing like it. Nothing..."

She jumped again as the other man appeared, making an entrance, then talking about some other form. Her brow folded slightly in confusion, eyes darted between the mage and the man, and she relaxed her guard after the one against the tree changed into his demon form. His demon form seemed...less intimidating...ironically. She realized her position and blushed heavily, having been found showing weakness.

"The....problem? W-well...it's everything. Even what you just said...is a problem...a contradiction. You're a demon...evil, angry, man-hunting...and you just asked what was the problem. I don't get it. This world...this place...these...people."

[Azurel]

"Ha, didn't you hear his story? Never trust appearances."

Azurel motioned his head to the light-colored mage.

"Besides, I was raised...if you could call it that, around the people here in this fine world, I only kill humans when I'm really hungry."

Azurel had said it as a joke, but truth be told, he did love to prey on them. However, unlike Rayne, he knew the social backlash of such an act and only killed humans in defense or when word of it couldn't get back to his friends.

[Akanari]

The female stag tossed her antlers slightly at the demon, trying not to smile.

"I did just hear it. Well I'm not human...or any regular animal. So I guess I have nothing to worry about?"

She finally smirked, her true personality getting the best of her. Nari then pushed the tip of her hoof into the ground, then flicked it up, idly digging, still embarrased.

"But...is there no order to this world? No particular races or ethnic groups hailing from a certian area?"

[Azurel]

"Hmm..."

Azurel was thinking about an answer as well as the question.

"We all come from our different areas of the world, though Miniopia seems to be just a gathering place...a rather large one. Save for creatures, I don't think I've ever met a native Miniopian, though I might count as one."

[Akanari]

Aka tilted her head to the side, making a little clicking noise.

"This place...is made of outlanders...like me? A-and...how were you brought here?"

Realization threaded its way into her mind, and that realization destroyed many of her assumptions. Her head dropped towards the ground, red eyes blinking quickly in confusion. Animals...creatures....plants...what is this place?!? She went into a fit of confusion then, stomping the ground with her front hoofs and then proceeding to ram a tree...the way a stag expresses it's frustration.

[Azurel]

"The human you saw in black, Rayne, the man I transformed from. It is because of him that I am here, though the exact details I am unaware of."

Azurel watched with amusement as she rammed the tree, he was half demon and knew what it had meant.

"It's ok, I've been through almost the same thing as you...though I never originally had a place to call home."