All Alone[Open]

[Nike]

The silver and white fae stepped to the edge of the ledge, looking down nervously. She glanced at her wings, would they hold her up high enough to land?
"Well, only one way to find out." She murmered. She flexed her powerful wings, then ran and leapt from the cliff, pumping her wings strongly as soon as she was airborn, she smiled as she watched the ground stay at the same level below her, she landed daintily on a butte in the center of the canyon, looking around quietly, her icy eyes that were more white than blue taking in the whole area of Fel 'Thal, one of the many areas of her homeland. She'd been wandering on her own for a while, hadn't seen another Dragmar for ages. She was four winters old, and still dealing with the same stuff, wandering around, trying to make friends, but being shoved off as a nobody everywhere she went. It was teh same crap she'd dealy with since she left her last pack at the age of 2 winters. She ran and took off, gliding again over to the side of the canyon, laying down to lounge in the sunlight, bored as can be, carefree and without responsibility.

[Caleb]

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[atrb=background,http://i42.tinypic.com/1ytrbb.png] Caleb walked around, down a winding pathway through the canons that were typically flocking with flying wolves chasing each other and racing, typically Dragmars, but every now and then you had a hybrid or some other lucky species with wings strong enough to fly, he just couldn't remember then at the time. Shrugging off the thought he broke into a neat run down the long path to the bottom of the cannon, which was one of many in the area. The sun scorched stone beneath his paws was hot, but being a fire elemental litur, he barley even noticed the scorching burn that his paws received with every stride he took down hill. Finally his paws landed on the final stride down and he lept the rest of the short length. Stopping and taking a good survey of the scents around him he figured it was to hot, what with the sun beating down on the place, for most of the other playful bird wolves to be flying around the canons showing off and having a good time just being in another's company. Walking on he caught site of one such wolf flying from a spot above him, down to the bottom of the cannon someplace ahead of him. With a yelp he took after the wolf who had just descended from above. He thought it must be amazing to fly, and was glad his grumpy, evil, demon of a sister was not here. While he loved her, he was always so scared and not able to be himself while she was around, it was always so pointless, but she warmed up to him the more they hung out together, heck she even let him ruffle her fur. Laughing a bit as he ran he came to skidding halt some few meters away from the other wolf in front of him, clearly a fae. "Why hello there." He said in a casual voice walking froward slowly and sitting under the shade of a tall boulder that blocked the sun's rays. "My name is Caleb. As you can see I'm a Litur." He was completely at ease with being around others, completely trusting, although every litur he knew was, with the exception of his two sister Opalia and Blake, but they didn't count they were odd. "So what brings you out here this fine hot day? Oh and mind my asking your name?" he asked in a jumbled quick sentence nodding at his words.

[Nike]

The fae's ear twitched at the sound of pawsteps skittering down the canyon, she opened her eyes and turned her head, spotting a firey bright Litur coming closer. She chuckled to herself, Liturs, the pups of the world, even at her age she knew that. As he spoke, she smiled warmly. Then she rose to her paws, thin form rising rather tall on her long legs.
"Pleasure to meet you Caleb. My name is Nike, as you can see, I'm a Dragmar. And I was merely here testing my flying abilities." She replied, keeping herself cool with a slight breeze that she created with her power, she was one of the few Dragmars with the power to manipulate the wind around them. A blessing, her first pack leader had called it, to be entrusted with such a power even at her young age. She smiled at Caleb.
"So what are you doiing here my friend?"