Name: Ivan Vesvatine
Age: 23
Race: werewolf
Apperence: http://media.photobucket.com/image/h...ot-1.jpg?o=231
Bio: His parents where killed when he was little and the humans found out what they truely where. His parents where very careing people and wouldn't harm a fly but the huamans dind't think that. His parents had managed to hide him before they where killed and raised himself in complete and utter exile. He was afraid that others owuld try to kill him. After a while he found himself helping to planing on how to stop the two side from fighting. But he really dosen't care all that much.

Name: Zatchin Scotts
Age: 20
Race: Lunar Fairy
Apperence:

Bio: She knew nothing of the wars, for the first little bit. She lived in a secluded, moonlit beach beside a great and beautiful ocean. Until it happened. Her haven was attacked and destroyed by vicious, furry beasts. She knew not what they were, and still does not, but the catastrophe caused something to snap inside her mind. Ever since than, she has been a war-hungry, revenge-bent fairy. Her only desire is to stop the war... But for a price. She intends to bring that species to extinction.

((now then lets begin))

Ivan sat on a tree branch waiting to met his partner. They told him nothing about her or her and only said that he would be meting her at the old willow tree. He sighed softly and ran thew all the possible people that they could have paired him up with. he hoped that the person would be somewhat nice. The last partner he had was crazey about fighting and that was how he got killed.

Zatchin sighed lazily, she had been staring at her new 'partner' for the last half hour.

He didn't look like much to her.

She clasped the branch gently in her hands, her long blue nails showing against her albino skin. Something about him was... Unsettling. She couldn't help but feel like she had seen his kind before.. Whatever he was. She knew he wasn't human, as he might look. After all, just because her wings were beneath a trench coat, doesn't mean they weren't there.

Ivan sighed and started to wonder if she or he was ever going to show up. He then heard a noice comeing from the bushes and looked down, hopeing that it was his parnter. But alas no, it was just a bunny rabbit that was fat and huge. Ivan heard his stomach growl and licked his lips as he stared at it. He hadn't eaten anything in a while and didn't want his partner to see how he ate since some people thought it was cruel and disgusting. SO he decided that he would eat right now. He waited till the bunny was right under him then he jumped down and sunk his claws and teeth into it. The bunny died instantly and he started to eat it happly.

Her eyes widened at the aggressive display of inhumanity. Worst yet, he was doing so with a sort of... Happiness. Zatchin's brows furrowed together, contemplating the thought to just leave, and tell them to get a new girl for this.

After a moment, she sighed, and jumped down. The land was easy, as she looked at him in a crouching position. Hardly having made a sound when she hit the ground. As she straightened her back, and stood, the long, black trench coat shaped her small figure very nicely. She wore scuffed up combat boots, ripped tights, and a small, almost shirt-sized, black dress over it. Her height only reaching, maybe 5'0" off of the earth. She knew if he looked up, he would see her, and so, as a breeze rolled in, she calmly said "Hello there, love." A brisk monotone covering her soprano voice.

Right when Ivan heard her he stoped eating his rabbit. He quickly dug a hole and buried the rabbit. Then whiped his face so that there wasn't any blood. He turned around and smiled at the girl who stood before him, he stood at least seven inches taller then her. "hello there, miss." he said with a smile, hopeing that there wasn't anything in his teeht. "you must be my new partner, it is a pleasure to met you." he said with a bow.

Zatchin nodded her head once, and slowly, a little bow of her own. Well, I suppose he at least has proper manners.. She thought to herself, for a brief moment. She had to lean her head upward slightly just to see his face. He wasn't that bad, actually. But she wasn't quite checking him out as much as studying his build.

"Is it truly a pleasure, now?" She asked thoughtfully. The idea of this whole operation being a pleasure was slightly absurd to her. After a moment of waiting for a response, and literally, it was only a moment, she peered behind him. "You know, that rabbit will draw the attention of enemies. Blood has a very potent stench."

Ivan smirked slightly and just stomped on the ground with his foot, makeing a imprint in the ground with his shoe. "no creature would dare go towords it since the rabbit and the hole has my sent on it. No creature with there right mind would come near it." he said as he looked at her and smirked "I am surprised that you haven't even noticed my sent." he said since almost everyone he met said that he smelled of earth, trees and all the other sents that came with being a werewolf.

Zatchin gave an untrusting glance at him. She had noticed the scent, it was disturbing and it brought back too many memories. But she didn't care to go into that. She merely returned the smirk slightly and asked, "So, what are we supposed to do? Don't get me wrong, you're an amusing little beast, but I wanna get going with the job." She added firmly. She was growing tired of being in this damn forest without anything to do.

Ivan sighed as he remember there assinment "we are suppose to go behind enemy lines and gather information." he said it like it was a pain in the butt. Which to him it was, he didn't care and really just wanted everyone ot stop this foolishness and get over it. "so are you ready to go?" he asked as he looked at her.

"No, let me check my make-up.." She said sarcastically. She started walking off in their needed direction, not bothering to wait up for him. The wind continued to pick up, and she shivered as it blew under her coat and caused it to flair into the air. The ground, semi-wet with dew. She disliked that, it squished under her boots...

Ivan smirked and walked after her. He made no sound as he walked, even with the squishy ground. WHen the wind blew he just smiled as he smelled all the sents that came with the middle of october... or was it november, he didn't remember. "so what is your name, Fair lady?" he asked as he walked after her and saw her shiver. He never felt the cold so he never knew what it felt like, he wondered what it felt like.

"fair Lady..? If you be intending to get in some sort of favoured side with me, lad, you are mistaken.." She rolled her eyes without interest. She shudders and shivers had subsided, and she was now walking with her usual grace and poise. After a while, about a mile of walking, she broke the silence with a mumbled "Zatchin Scotts." She relaxed a little, deciding she might as well be a little friendly.

The trees twisted and turned ever closer together, as if trying to deny them access to their destination. Her boods stood fast, however, as she walked side by side with her companion.

Ivan chuckled slightly when she said that. "I am trying not to get on anyones good or bad side, this was just how I was raised to be." he said as he just walked forward, his eyes far away like he was remembering a very painfull memorys. But quickly the look in his eyes fled and he smiled "and it is a pleasure to met you Zatchin, I am Ivan Vesvatine." he said as he looked at her.

She mumbled a small 'mmhmm' sound as she pulled out a small dagger and twiddled with it in between her fingers. The blade glinted in the faint light as it twirled around and around between her pale fingers. She hummed softly to herself, not impressed with the sound, but boredom was taking its hold on her. Her silvery-white hair flipped around her face as she took glances at him every now and than. A small frown forming on her lips, as she discovered each time she looked at him, he was always looking at her.

Ivan couldn't seem to keep his eyes off of her. She looked amazingly beautiful and she was different from many of the girls he had met over the years. He didn't mind the silence that stood between them but yet it bothered him in some way. He softly started to hum a song that he had learnd before his parents where killed. It was a soft, gental song that seemed to make you relax even if you didn't want to.

Zatchin's humming slowed, and than stopped. Another voice was humming now, and she looked to her side to find, yet again, her Partner was at the center of her distractions. She raised a quizzical eyebrow at him. He was still staring at her... This felt really awkward now. So she fiddled with her knife faster and faster. Her eyes in a trance with the blade. She almost hoped they would be attacked, somehow. Just so his piercing gaze would leave.

Ivan smiled and finally managed to get his Blue eyes to stop staring at her. He looked forword and felt his nose wrinkle up in disgust. "humans" he said softly. He hated the sent that they made but that was all he hated about them. "we are close to the town we are suppose to go to." he said as he continued to walk.

Zatchin let out a soft, relaxed sigh if gratitude. Soon, it would be game time. She smiled pleasantly, she loved the thrill of a fight, and hoped it would lead to one, when they got to their location. Her speed in walking quickened slightly, as they drew nearer. She pulled out another dagger, one withing each hand now, as she peered all around her. Something could pop out at any time.

Ivan gently put a hand a hand on hers. "there is no one near us for a mile, no one will think we are creatures if we keep our creature sides hiden. So there is no need for daggers." he said as he looked at her in the eyes, they had a careing look in them. He didn't feel like loseing another partner so soon.

She gave him a wide-eyed look for a moment, and surrendered her daggers to her pockets again. She sighed again, this time in disappointment. So, he was one of those types of partners... She was in for a long journey. She could tell. She buttoned her coat up all the way, and looked at the ground as she walked along. Not in the mood for words.

Ivan sighed and just continued walking. He was now wishing that he had a different partner. Soon the town came into view and he started to wish that he could ditch her. THey where completely different and would probably never work togeather well. He felt his nose wrinkle even more as the sent of human was everywhere and now he could hear them.

"Where or Who are we retrieving it from?" She asked in a low, under-her-breath voice. she was business-like now. This was very important, and she needed to co-operate with this guy. Weather she fancied the idea or not. There was something too familiar about him, and she didn't like it. But as they grew nearer, she came to terms with the fact that agreeing was her best option, for now.

Ivan sighed "we are suppose to get it from a man in the small little Bar on the other side of town. He says that he knows information that might be able to stop the war." he said softly. His ears where now hurting from all the noises the humans where makeing. If he could he would have turned tail and ran for the hills, but he couldn't he had to get the information.