The Fox and the Wolf;; Caitylin

[Aryenne Dracose]

-Aryenne Dracose-



Who is the BETRAYER?

The KILLER in the crowd?


Oh, how she hated being told what to do, so naturally, she did what any teenager did, not listen. She was out and about, and all what it took was a few very well delivered threats to some servants and members of the house guard. Aryenne Dracose is not one to be trifled with and everyone who served the Dracose household learned that very quickly. A cruel girl, she spends her afternoon tea time by playing tricks on people or sending her direwolf after the servants. People were often weary around her, in fact, because of that they usually just allowed her to do what they wished. In past times, the only person who dared to stand up to her was Lady Nora, and she had not taken too kindly to that as well.

Shoving the thoughts of that woman out of her head though, Aryenne continued to walk along in the woods, her direwolf padding along besides her, "Curfews are so dull, Larka. I do not even know why they exists. After all, the best little critters hang out in the dark," however. They did find that rabbit one time that they so skillfully caught in an ensnarement. The woods were dark and rather sinister looking at night, but that's just how she liked them. Often times, she hoped that she might run into a magic user to teach her something of value, but sadly, that had yet to happen. Everybody seemed to like to use their magic for good, or for the necessary of balancing nature. Utterly dull stuff.

Camelot was quite boring as well, she wasn't a fan with Arthur as King. Mostly because the only thing that Aryenne ever thought about was that her family should be on that throne. The Dracose line was just as old as the Pendragons. She supposed though, that currently, the throne was not too desireable with Morganna trying to get it what seemed like every five seconds. A rather over exagerated sigh escaped Aryenne now, "Larka, I'm beginning to find the estate utterly boring, we are going to have to--what on earth are you staring at?" The direwolf had frozen, sniffing the air and glancing off, ears twitching. A smile came to Aryenne's lips as she followed it's gaze, "Do you see something to kill?"


The one who CREEPS in corridors,

And doesn't make a SOUND?

NOTES: |None|
MUSIC: |Heavy in Your Arms - Florence + The Machine|
TAGS: |Caitylin|

[Caitylin Roe]

For the most part, the fox stayed inside the protective walls of Camelot when the sun went down. There was plenty to eat and plenty to steal and her human self was strung so tightly to this city, for reasons neither part of her understood. But occasionally, there was a time when Cat's fox mind completely swallowed the human and she shied away from the human streets.

Tonight was one of those nights.

She wasn't sure why it happened. She didn't want to admit that being out in the woods gave her more enjoyment than just about anything else. The only thing that made her feel more satisfied was magic and that most definitely terrified her.

It was halfway through the night when she reached to the ridge where her and the horse Morock often stopped on their rides together during the day. She circled the spot, sniffing around the horse's smell. It felt like home here.

Suddenly, the fox froze. A new scent had blown to her on the shifting wind. Wolf. She froze, ducking down and creeping to the edge of the ridge. Below her stood a human and the wolf she'd smelled.

Damnit! The wolf had noticed her. Her ears flattened, hackles rising. She froze for only a moment before Turing and bolting into the forest, back the way she came.

[Aryenne Dracose]

-Aryenne Dracose-



Who is the BETRAYER?

The KILLER in the crowd?


An ugly snark escaped Larka as it spotted the fox just upon the ridge, it's hair standing up as it hissed at her. The direwolf was not pleased that such a small and stupid animal would hiss at her. Aryenne, on the other hand, found it quite hilarious and actually laughed, "My my, someone is feeling rather brave," she commented now, an evil smirk resting on her lips as the fox retreated into the woods, "I don't think that's very kind of it, ducting out before we can even make true introductions," Aryenne went on now, glancing to her direwolf. Larka remained still, watching her human before the nod was given and quickly, ran into the woods itself, taking a path towards the ridge to see if she could cut off the fox.

What might have been considered a dull night just became a little more interesting. She had heard that fox fur was rather wonderful in the winter time and provided quite warmth. The other thing was that Aryenne just liked to catch little animals and watch them bleed to death, regardless of something being a snack for Larka or not. She certainly was a dangerous teenager, and one to be feared at that. There was no need to believe that a fox could believe such a thing though. Sly as they were, they were still animals and no animal was as smart as the direwolf. She was certain of that, they matched human intelligence and Aryenne was convinced that Larka was just as smart as they came. With that thought in mind, she quickly went after her direwolf now as the chase began.

Brambles and twigs snapped and snatched on Larka but she did not care, she was stalking her prey. It was closer now, she could sense it as she traveled along the pathways. There, there it was, and her human was coming up from behind as well. Larka jumped out, cutting off the fox now and took a snap at it, growling dangerously with her white fur standing on end as she stared at it. Somehow though, Larka felt as if she sensed there was something different about this fox, something almost seemed human about it. Another snarl escaped her though, daring this little fox to try and outwit her.


The one who CREEPS in corridors,

And doesn't make a SOUND?

NOTES: |Oddly long wait, sorry!|
MUSIC: |Heavy in Your Arms - Florence + The Machine|
TAGS: |Caitylin Roe|