Here in the forest there are three different races. one is the peacekeepers. the peace keeper are the elves. the play an important role in this for the other races. te oter races are enemies of each other. they are the lycans and the vampires. the reason why elves are so neutral is they heal the wounded lycans, and they also give their blood to the vampires. the want nothing in return unless the elf is a greedy one and then the greedy ones are sometimes killed. Then again the vampires and the lycans have been having fights between the elves back. what will happen t the types of treaties? though what race are you and what will you do in this world?

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Name: Rose Underwood
age and gender:17 and female
Race:Elf
appearance:

bio: Rose fad a modest elf life. she had donated plenty of blood and helped many of the lycans. she is well known because of this and has been often asked had people ask her for her help when they don't know what to do. though she is quite shy unless she is certain situations..

Name: Raven Blackthorn
Age and Gender: 300 and male
Race: Lycan
Appearance:
Bio: Raven was born a slave to the vampires. When he was 10, he escaped and hid with a family of elves. 15 years later however, the vampires found him, and killed his elf family. since then he has waged war against the vampires, seeking their destruction.

Name: Rachello Vitmire
Age and Gender: 300, Female
Race: Vampire
Appearance:
Bio: Rachello was raised to keep the peace with the elves by day, while by night kill the Lycans who threaten her way of life. She was raised as a hunter.* Her skills and beauty make her a deadly combination if her sword want get you her fangs will.* Besides her sword her skills at hand-to-hand combat make her quite an opponent for any foe.** The only thing that she lives for is the thrill of the hunt.*

Raven walked in wolf form very carefully through the forest. He could sense vampires in the area through the night air.

Rachell sat in one of the trees as she noted the movment of her pray. She admired the wolf for his grace as he moved. Though she knew he wouldn't keep it long in these woods at night. She smiled as she heard her brothers and sisters hunting through the woods. She heard the running of the other wolfs as they ran for their life.

Raven came to a sudden stop. He could smell the vampire in the tree above him. With all of his might, Raven lept into the air, his jaws aiming for the vampires throat.

Rachell laughed as she jumped out of the wolfs reach adn leaped into the air landing on the ground. She turned and smiled at the wolf. "Come now that is no way to act around a lady." Her fangs showing as she jumped into the air vanishing in thin air. A slight wind blew as Rachell noted the wolf's actions her sent hidden by the wind making it seem as if she was every where. She had a grin on her face knowing that he couldn't tell where she was at.

Name: Jude Perisia.
Age and Gender: 70; Male.
Race: Vampire
Appearance:
Bio: Jude, always the troublemaker, is easily attracted to Lycans. He sees no point in fighting them, and will, at any chance help a lycan. He is a calm soul, and tends to starve himself of blood, as he feels it hurts the elves.

Raven not only had his sense of smell, but also a keen sense of hearing, as well as sight. He could hear the vampire flying through the woods, and gave chase.

Rachell laguhed as she lead him through the woods. "Come on little wolf come lets play!" She laughed as she ran faster through the woods staying ahead of him at all times.

Jude's eyes were gentle as they stared out over the forest. He sat atop a rock by the waterfall, closer to the Elven kingdom. He wasn't in the mood to try and "hunt" tonight. He looked pale, even more so than usual, and he knocked it up to the fact that he hadn't fed in over a week. His bony hands held a notebook and a pen, the boy tapping it against the hard cover of the composition notebook. He opened it, scribbling something down.

Raven zig-zagged through the woods. However, he knew more about the woods than the vampire. He took a shortcut through a hollowed out dead tree, and emerged in front of Rachel. "Who's the hunted now?"

Jude soon grew tired of sitting alone and stood, his shoes scuffing against the rocks. He looked back, his senses picking up on the scent of a lycan. His heart raced a little, his lips parting slightly. Slowly he shook it off and slid his notebook into his messenger bag, starting on his way back towards home. Suddenly, he wished he'd had a small meal... because he felt the world spinning. He stumbled forward and reached for something, anything... but instantly collapsed, crumpling on the bed of rocks, his fingertips resting in the rushing water of the river.

Rachello let out a growl as she grabed the wolfs throut picking him up and throwing him. She truend and looked at him. Her hand was near her sword as she began to walk about him patteren the actions of one of his fellow wolfs. Her long dark hair danced about her as a slight wind blew, as she waited and watched him.

Jude lay still, the water turning the tips of his fingers blue. His lips trembled and he shook slightly, his body desperately calling out for some sort of meal, sustenance. His distressed body put out a call that all vampires could hear.

Rachello looked at the wolf a frown arose on her lips as she heard one of her kind. She moved her hand from her sword. "Looks like we will play this game next time wolf." She lunged at him only jumping in the air vanishing before him. Rachello went from tree to tree till she came to the river she jumped from the last tree and laned on one of the rocks near the rivers edge. She rolled her eyes to where the other of her kind was and looked at him. She noted his pale look and rose a brow to him. She could tell he hadn't ate in what looked like days. She spoke in a warm voice that chimed like bells. "Hello....you are?....I am Rachello Vitmire."

The pale boy managed to gather strength, his eyes fluttering open. In a gargle he managed, "Jude..." He curled up a little, his ice-cold fingertips curling into his palm, hoping to warm them, lest they fall off from being frozen solid. He trembled, his lips quivering as he tried to sit up, but only failed, slumping back against the bed of rocks.

Rachello walked over to where he was and gently helped him up she pulled out a small vile that she kept full of blood in case she should need it for any reasion. She open it and held it out to him. She didn't like seeing any of her kind like this even if they chose this path. "Here it isn't much but it will give you enough strength to do you till you can get some yourself..."She let her words fade as she looked at him. She noted that he was one of the soft hearts he couldn't stand for others to be in pain for him to live. She wandered if he would make it to eat.

He stared up at her, his primal instinct allowing him to drink the small vial of blood, his eyes looking less pale. Less... close to death. "Nngh..." His black hair shifted and he panted slightly, body in distress. He sat up as much as he could, rubbing his eyes. His lip piercings set him apart as one of the vampires who probably spent a lot of his time with humans. "T-thank you..." He sighed.

((I'll be back in a little bit. Mom wants to go for a walk. v.v;;; ))

Rachello gave him a smile as she stud she wandred how he lived in the woods without the others of their kind messing with him. It wasn't normal for a Vampire not to want blood and to fight the thrust for it. She noted his lip ring as well as his bag. She looked up a head at the elf village. Her hunting was done for the night she knew as she looked back at him. "you are welcome little brother. Though I hope that you plan on hunting soon even if it is a rat...it isn't good to go so long without....this is what happens...." She thought carfully about each word not wanting to hurt him.

"I know..." He sighed, standing and wobbling a little. "I wish I didn't have to harm anyone to live." He sighed, his lips parting slightly. He held his sides, biting his pale lip. He looked up at her. "I hate being bound to this life." He grumbled, scuffling his shoe on the rock. He looked down at the waterfall and river, shivering slightly.

Rachell gently placed his hand and looked at him. She remebered when she had felt the same way, but that was so long ago. She remebered when she was young and how hard it was for her to hurt others much less kill. As time went though it bacame easyer to do and just a part of life. She knew that he didn't want to hear that she bit her lips as she tried to think what she could do to make him feel better. "None of us like what we have to do to live at our core but if you want to live then you have to eat....I think the elves have some deer blood stored away if we ask they might be willing to give you some. You didn't kill the deer so maybe it will help you feel better about eating then."

He nodded in agreement, his eyes gentle. "Yes... yes. That would make me feel better." He smiled and walked towards her. "Would you be willing to come with me? I've never been to the Elf kingdom." He bit his lip and looked cute, his lips parting gently.

She gave him a warm smile as she turned from him and begain to the walk to the kingdom. "Come on you need someone who will protect you from the Lycan's and other Vampires. You aren't a fighter that is easy to gather from you." She looked over her shoulder and gave him a wicked grin as she waited on him to join her. "Come on I don't bite...that hard.." She laughed at her statment enjoying her strange new friend.

He blushed slightly and nodded, following behind her, his feminine hips swaying slightly. He looked down at the ground. "I don't mind lycans..." He tested the waters before fully saying he actually... well, liked them. "They aren't so bad. I mean, why are we even fighting them?" His black hair messed around his face and he tugged the beanie he wore over his hair.