Mythical Creatures of Sada

bio

name: Syden
race: werewolf
gender: male
age: unkown, but he acts like an old teen
appearance: unusually big, and dark gray.
history: unkown,likes to wander and not be bound to a pack. doesn't really know any relations or where he was born. content for only today
personality: usually likes to be left alone to think. he looks vicious, but he'll leave you alone if you do. when he is provoked, he is even more vicious than he looks.

Lethero walked up to the tied up human and kicked him to the ground. Putting a claw to his throat, Lethero asked, "Who be sending you after us?"

"The great and all mighty preist," he managed to gasp out.

"Is she telling you where to find us?" Lethero asked indicating to Nicarga.

"That vile fiend, never, how dare you suggest a thing."

"Why does your preist want to get rid of us?"

"He told us God wanted us to elimenate your vile ra.." but before he got the rest of it out his throat was slit by Lethero's sword. Slowly he bleed to death.

Raiana snorted. She should have known. That stupid and ignorant priest had been sending out hunting parties to kill mythical creatures since she was named high priest.

Raiana dug her claws into the ground. God, how she hated humans. She vowed she would do everything in her power to kill that stupid woman, and maybe even name a new priest, one she could trust. One that everyone could trust.

Raiana roared and shot into the sky. She needed to fly off some of her frustration. She heard a distant shout from behind her.
"Where are you going?"

"Dont wait up. I'll find you again. Keep moving!" she called back. She let out a small stream of fire and disapeared out of the wolves sight.

She flew for miles. First, she went back the way she came, before she realized she had better scout ahead of the wolves... in case there were more humans. Hunters these days were getting more and more dangerous.

She spotted the pack and flew over them, not wanting to land yet. Her frustration and anger had long burned off, now she just felt like enjoying the wide open sky, she felt like being free.

She flew about a mile ahead of the pack, scanning the forests below for any signs of the humans that were sure to be there.

Raiana was reminded of her homelands. The beautiful, crystal blue skies. The magnificent mountains always looming on the horizion. The deep forests you could get lost in for days, and not care. All of the sudden she felt a pang of homesickness. Oh, how she wished she could return home, return to the family she had left behind. Then her wistfulness became anger.
"No, they cast me out. They didnt want me anymore...and i dont want them!" Raiana thought bitterly.

But then her thoughts drifted to her children. Her six beautiful children. She tried to remember them, tried as hard as she could, but she could only get a few scattered memories.
"Has it really been that long?" Raiana wondered.

All of the sudden Raiana was jerked out of her fading memories by a sharp pain in her right wing. She let out a roar as another arrow pierced the thick, leathery hide of her wing. She dove into the forest, a burst of flame clearing the way for her. She spun around and crushed a human under her claw, while releasing another stream of flame and killing two more. She saw, out of the corner of her eye, four of the stupid humans charging her from behind. her wipped her tail around and flung them into nearby trees, breaking their necks and backs.

When Raiana had killed all of the hunters, she collapsed to the ground and sighed warily. She began cleaning her wounds and licking the blood off her. When she was done, she lay her head down and waited for the pack to catch up.

Oh, how she hated humans.

After a few hours of running they found Raiana in their paths surrounded by the bodies of bloody human remains. "What took you so long," Raiana asked licked the blood still on her claws.

"I be not a flying creatures, like you be," Lethero awnsered. "What be happening here."

"Oh just some humans that were attacking me, I killed them."

"I be seeing that. Anyway, pack we be making camp here. Everyone settle in and Dresko go get us some food," and once everyone went to doing there work Lethero curled up on the ground and stared into the fire.

"So now do you fully believe me?" Nicarga asked walking over to Lethero. He didn't reply, he was to caught up in thought. Nicarga walked away and found a spot away from the glares of some of the females, she was now a threat. Not a deadly one but a threat of stealing a male's heart. Nicarga frowned, her stupid leg needed to heal up all the way. It should be better in teh morning. she thought. She looked towards the fire. Lethero was gone, she looked around and was surprised to see him standing not but five feet away from her.

Fyra trotted up to the dragon, whistling merrily. "Hello cousin. I haven't had a opportunity to talk to you yet."

Raiana looked down her snout at Fyra. "Heh. 'Cousin?' The relationship between dragons and your kind is feeble, at best."

Fyra nodded, her scales glinting. "Well, that is true. But we are closer then these land-dwellers. How is your wing?"

Raiana snorted. "Have you not had a wing wound? I thought you of all people would know."

"Well, I wasn't sure if it was as painful for you larger creatures as it is for me. Have you got the whistle tricks?" Fyra queried.

"No, it is a pitiful magic only you firedrakes seem to be able to use." Raina blinked. "Why do you ask?"

"I'll show you." Fyra let out a cheerful whistle, high pitched yet not piercing. "Did that help?"

Raiana stretched her wing, and glanced back at Fyra. "It feels better... What did you do?"

"It will only last a short time. It is just a simple trick to numb pain. But anyway, I have to go." Without another word, Fyra turned tail and whistled, making her way back to the fire.

Riana inspected her wing. The wounds were still there, but the pain had lessened much.
"Humpf. I suppose those little firedrakes are worrth something after all," she thought, casting a quick glance at Fyra. The firedrake was curled up next to the fire.

Raiana looked over to where the female wolf lay near a tree, talking to the leader. He said a few words and left to go back to the fire. Raiana took the opertunity to change into a human and walk over to her.

"Hello. What is it you want?" the she-wolf asked.

"Let me see your leg," Raiana demanded.

"Why?" the female asked, holding her leg out for the dragon to see.

"Because i want to heal it," the dragon said, crouching down and laying a hand over the wound.

"Why dont you heal yourself?" the female asked, glancing at the wounds now on the dragons arm (since she was human at the moment)

"My wounds dont hurt me. I can see yours does. What is your name?" Raiana asked. She muttered something and the wound closed and healed instantly.

"Nicarga." the she-wolf replied.

When Lethero sat by the fire with the others in his pack he said, "By what Nicarga said we should be at this place in a few days."

"Yes sir, but how do we know she isn't leading us to humans," pipped up one wolf. The others nodded in agreement.

"I be the one to trust her, if anything fal upon this pack I'll do anything to get us out of it. Besides I have reason to beleive she not be the the one that has been betraying other Werewolf pack."

Name: Cyan
Race: Werewolf
Description: White fur, spotted with grey, razorsharp teeth, wise, g

Name: Cyan
Race: Werewolf
Gender: Female
Age: 30
Description: White fur, spotted with grey; razor-sharp teeth; wise, grey-green eyes. In Lethero's pack.

Cattalina has just decided to join in the fun. SHe has been watching from trees for a long time. SHe turns into a falcon and flies down and lands on Lethero's shoulder. THen turns into a dragon hatchling and wraps her long tail around his nack affectionatly, hoping not be attacked.

Lethero jumped as the dragon hatchling was on him. He pulled the dragon off his neck and brought it towards Fyra. "I be seeing this creature on my neck. I be not one for killing young you can be the one to take care of it.

Cattlina turns back into her normal cat shape.

"Hey, I am not a yougling. I am a werecat with 14 years of knowledge and travel under her belt. However, i know you would problally jump and so i prepared the only , without using talons or claws, i knew. I thought about landing in the middle of the clearing, however your pack members are verry dis-trustfull and I beleive I would have been killed." She explained to Lethero. Then she sat in a degnified pose, beside the fire waiting for somone to answer.

Nicarga watched Lethero having a talk with his pack. She quickly looked away from Lethero when he glanced back at her. She got up and walked back into the woods. She wanted to prove herself to the pack. She wanted to be able to get along with the females, but it would take a lot to do that. She changed into humen form and she walked to the creek. She looked down at the water at her reflection. Her parents had always said she was beautiful, but that is what they are supposed to say. She heard something behind her and she quickly spun around. She rushed back to where the pack was, she saw Lethero handing a small creature to Fyra. She was still in humen form. She leaned against a tree and watched everyone around the fire.

Cattlina had followed Nicarga to the river. she slowly came ou so as not to strartle the girl.

"why are you deprssed, you have a pack, food, and shelter. I have not had a pack since i was two days old. Humans had killed my mother, and my siblings. I have been traveling around the country for years now trying to locate a pack of something that would accept me and not put me out because of my powers." she explanied trying to cheer the girl up.