Kay heard a noise off to her left in the woods. Not a loud noice, just a rustling, like the quiet passage of a person or animal, one who was used to moving soundlessly. Please be someone who already knows me she thought. She had realized the last thing she needed was a creature stumbling upon her and figuring out she was human, and that she did not belong there. She waited, tense to see who or what would be coming toward her so quietly.

Kiryn came through the underbrush, but not from Kay's left. He came from the right, and stopped almost as soon as he had come into view. Kiryn had been extremly quiet, but he heard the rustling that came from the opposite direction as him. His eyes narrowed and he moved quickly, placing himself between Kay and whatever person or creature there was. That hand gripping the hilt of his sword, ready to draw it in a moments notice. A glance over his shoulder was given to Kay and a whispered question. "Are you injured?"

"No," Kay whispered. She knew that if Kiryn had come from the right, then something else was still out there. "No, Im not injured. Just some scrapes and bruises. Sorry I was stupid to run off like---" But as Kay was talking the rustling noise got closer and louder.

He was glad that she wasn't hurt. "You are in a strange place, nothing is familiar to you. You panicked and ran off..No one can blame you for that...Just..don't do it again." His voice was a very low whisper, and though he was speaking to her, he kept his violet eyes on the spot where he knew whatever was in there was going to come out at. He flexed his fingers a bit, rewrapping them around that sword hilt as he prepared himself for whatever it might be.

((I'm just gonna go and kill the suspense now ^^))
Lyre finally pushed the last fern out of his way and blinked at the protective stance Kiryn had taken in front of Kay. "While I admit that was a bit noisy for an entrance, you don't have to be so tense." He stated, eyes darting around the clearing and over the overhanging trees, "I came to tell you I'm going out for a bit to get some...cleaning supplies...so you can go back to my dwelling but don't go into the sitting room."

( [x] [y] [z] <-- Myra )

Myra was sitting in one of the many bushes surrounding Underhill, she wasnt human nor was she inhuman. With large feline ears perked upon her head, a tail protruding from her backside and schoolgirl-like clothing she stood to her feet watching as Lyre walked away from the others he was with. Myra was centuries old and yet, she looked and acted as though she were the ripe age of fourteen. With an underdeveloped body she emerged, jumping into his line of view then falling behind him, rushing toward the others hoping to make new friends, with this in mind she stopped just short before Kiryn and Kay "Hello!" she greeted them, chipper, sweet, and yet, somehow, devious. The only way she was devious, was the simple fact that, she hadnt stopped to greet Lyre, that she had most likely scared the others, this little visit was unexpected and intruding upon one's privacy. Myra tilted her head down a small bit, flashed a suspicious smile then perked up right after hoping no one would catch it.

(Sorry for joining right on in meh it seemed like a good rp!..i hope it is! my character image is in the linkie thinger i added, please click it if you're planning to interact with Myra)

((YAY a new character *dances in a circle*))

Kay stood perfectly still. She was too shocked to move. Elves and fairies she could handle, but Cat girls?! I should have never left home today, I should have just let mom call the cops. Kay just stared at the ears and tale. She hoped they werent real, but then the tail moved and she blurted "Oh my god you have a tail !!"

(( Kay is a trainee of Captain Obvious, she hopes to one day take his place when he retires :D))

"Uh" Myra blinked "Thanks? wanna feel it?!" she asked rather stupidly then tilted her head looking up at kay, tilted her head then looked over at Kiryn, then back at Lyre "Thank you Cap'n obvious!" she exclaimed running a small hand over her own tail then looking down at her legs she sighed "So, are you new to underhill?" with sparkling eyes she smiled and observed the small, rather frail looking woman and approached her "you're human arent you?" with a wide grin she took a whiff of her "that you are.." she sighed then shook her head "My name is Myra! What's yours?" a hand thrust toward kay, open and hoping she'd take it and shake it. What none of them knew, was that Myra was a handful, that she wasnt always as sweet and chipper as one may assume, during the full moon cycle, she shifted. Into something undocumented and untrained, a nearly unstoppable killing machine. A..were-panther..

EDIT

(HAH! yeah Myra was kinda like..."er..okie?" lol she's never uh... lol idk i just lost my train of thought!! :o!!)

"New? Yeah you could say that. Im Kay." She cautiously took Myra's hand. "Did you just sniff me?" Kay sniffed herself Well i dont think I smell different. I wonder what I smell like to her, other that Human

Lyre sighed, it was Myra. "This is where I take my leave. I'll see you in a bit." He said, nodding his head curtly and then turning right back around and leaving through the ferns. Maybe he would get that shopping early then...he looked around a bit, now to locate that opening.

((ew short >.>))

Myra giggled, Lyre and she had never been too close but had of course been acquaintances at one point in their lives. Lyre had of course grown up and 'boring' while Myra remained young and vibrant. While looking up at Kay she nodded "yes i did.. you also smell somewhat old.. are you at least sixteen years or older?" this question was oddly asked, definitely not in the best of circumstances but that didnt exactly stop her now did it? She looked back at Lyre then up at Kiryn and kay then back at the male who, attempted to leave, she quickly turned on her heal and ran toward him, jumping on his back and giggling "where are you going Mr. Lyre?"

Lyre sighed again then turned around walking back to the clearing before dumping Myra unceremoniously back onto the floor, "None of your business love." he replied, eyes showing how bored he was of the routine, "And I told you to call me Lyre.. I never understood why you added those Mister misses things like a human Myra." He pointed at the ground where Myra had been dumped, "Stay. And do not follow." he repeated. Then turned around and this time decided to take the...higher route out.

((I'm not sure if it counts but technically Lyre already left and was not attempting to leave.>.> I'd appreciate if you didn't mess with my lines and confuse me more I tend to get confused easily:sweat:))

Kay giggled at Myra's antics. "He said that like you were a small puppy Myra. But since he is gone now, I bet you could stay with us. We left a little pixie back at his house we should go back and get." That is, if Kiryn isnt going to throw me in the dungeon for this little stunt of mine. She glanced his way, but he only seemed a bit aggitated and relieved, rather than angry. Kay had a second thought "Hey Myra, you seem to know Lyre well. Do you think he is really mad about me throwing black goo on his pillows and floor. I forgot to even say sorry when he was here."

((sorry.. i must have misread it.. sorry again..))

Myra was thrown to the ground, she sighed and immediately fixed her skirt then looked up at Lyre then nodded "yes sir.." she meowed unable to truly express how much she felt as if they were somewhat connected, as though brother and sister were "i'm sorry.." she muttered standing on her own two feet then looked up at Kay "yeah he doesnt take kindly to people messing up his clean home.. Unless it i was unintentional then he wont look too badly at it and will forgive you in a given amount of time.. just.." she sighed "apologize to him when you get the chance and he will hopefully just tell you it's alright.. i accidentally tracked mud into his house .. like everywhere and he forgave me after four days.. after i apologized like an insane amount" she giggled "ohoh a fae?!!?" she grinned and tilted her head to one side before the other "like a small dog?!... i am not like a dog!" she hissed, tail stopping where it was, ears flattening against her head and eyes narrowing "how am i like a stinky dog?!" she didnt wake kindly to being called something outside of her race.

"Well he told you to "stay" like a doggy, I didnt say you were a doggy" Kay sighed. "By the way, you asked if I was 16 or older, I am 19," She stood a little prouder at the announcement of her age. "Where I am from, that makes me an adult, and since you are a little girl, Myra, you had better be nice to me, cause adults are in charge."

Kay had not yet figured out that the Folk age differently than humans, nor that appearence was anything to go by. Since most the creatures of Underhill would have many centuries up on her, Kay was in actuallity more like a baby here. But she would learn that, and she would probably learn that the hard way. At any rate it was obvious her impulses were like that of a child, running away with out thinking, and insulting people that were far older and wiser than herself by fae terms.

"Well lets not stand here all day, lets get back to Lyre's house," Kay said, a bit crossly. She started to walk off then stopped. "Um... one of you should lead the way... I dont know which direction it is in." And with that statement all of Kay's huffiness left her in a big sigh. She was lost and helpless, and she had just admitted it aloud. Back home she would have never let some one know that.

"i'll lead the way" she spoke softly, and, without hesitation, she turned to Kay looking up at her with a stern expression "I am three hundred, and fourteen years old, where I come from.. i am but a child, you are that of an infant, please, dont attempt to take control over my life" her words werent a warning, but a statement of truth, she didnt want a woman, she had just met, attempting to take authority over her in ways that a mother had never done for Myra. see, she was abandoned at birth when Lyre found her, took her in for a few months, then, sent her to a more suitable home. She loved Lyre unconditionally considering that she knew about what sacrifices he'd gone through for her, what exactly it is he did for her she didnt even know but she loved him for it no matter what.

She turned back in the direction of Lyre's house when she caught a glimpse of Kiryn, she quickly skittered away from him for fear he would do something rash "e-excuse me sir! i-i'm sorry! would y-you like to lead the way?" her question, although stuttered was calmly asked, she didnt quite like having to hide from anyone, but, Kiryn wasnt exactly someone to mess with or so that was the vibe he'd given off.

"Three-HUNDRED and what?!" Kay was astounded. "But your just a.... how could you be a.... oh for heavens sakes where am?!" Kay had had too much for one day, she just stood there like a studdering fool. Finally she had enough sense to just shut her mouth and stand there. Then she saw the way Myra had reacted to Kiryn's presence and recalled what he had said back at Lyre's house about being far above the station of a tunnel guard. Who is he, to demand so much respect from so many people here. Nyx was in awe of him, Lyre was polite, and Myra seems reverential towards him. Kay didnt know who he was. But she was determined to find out.

Myra looked over at Kay and smiled shyly but surely, she wanted to change into her usual clothes (the last outfit of the pictures), instead of her schoolgirl, usual shopping outfit. she had stashed a few extra clothes in places near by, like under Lyre's steps where the elements wouldnt be able to touch them, so, they'd remain in pristine condition. she sighed then looked back up at Kiryn waiting for him to haul off and yell or something of the sort, he wasnt someone to anger, that much came from whatever had been ingrained upon her as a kit "How is it that Mr. Kiryn has allowed you to travel with him.. without trouble?" she was incredulous of this "are you new to underhill or .. are you just simply.. lost?" not many humans existed in this land, nor were many of them well liked, those who were usually of no usual race, were pelt hunters or breeders, people with malicious intent. Not anyone with sweet, or kind intentions.

((Oh my god! I am so behind! What the hell am I going to do? I dont want to quit yet....Forgive my lateness))

While everything happened as was described, little Nyx had dozed off, unaware of all the action that just happened. A little while later, Nyx had woken up all alone in Lyre's home. "Hello?" she called out. Where was everyone? She walked around and seeing that NOBODY was in the house. She found a moss in a certain section of the tree along with other herbs. This was her chance. She took a bit of everything and placed it in a pocket attached to her belt. She could only hope that Lyre wouldn't notice.

She saw some tarts on the table and began chewing completely forgetting that she still had a basket full of tickleberries.

((Ok everyone... due to jellys mishap all the posts from today are GONE~! So at everyones leasure, they can repost what they did earlier.
Kry:: You are missing 1 post where you address Myra's last post above me about Kay's presense here.
Kai la Morte:: you lost several character background posts (and the funny spider incident is gone :( )
Aoi:: You lost your whole human world shopping expirience.
Staria:: You will have to recreate your character :( Sorry

Setti:: You havent missed too much, Kay left the house in a panic to get home and realized she couldnt. We are now on our way back to Lyre's house, so hang tight :D

I think the best way to continue is for everyone to give a brief character recap on thier next post that covers what is missing. Staria we can meet your character a little farther into the woods on our way back to Lyre's if that is ok?

Im sure our little adventure will be back on track in no time ^_^))

((aww man, and that was so much fun to type as well >.< ugh...I'll go retype it later. Seeing as Lyre doesn't meet up with everyone else for a bit anyway, I'm gonna go away from my keyboard for at least...an hour or less.))

(( Thanks Aoi~! I will probably do mine later tonight when the site is dead. And because I cant remember what my own character was doing.... I remember everyone elses perfectly though... so sad x_x
Or I will do it now since Kai jogged my memory so wonderfully))

((Okay!!...and dernit!!!!!!! i liked that scene too.. it was cute and adorable and....T_T damnit))

Myra, watching the spider skitter off smiled shyly at kay who, was now flat on her back staring up at the sky in amazement. She feared the punishment she may endure, that Kiryn would yell, or do something much, much worse. But when she looked back at Kay she giggled, she had just tackled the young miss to the floor, but, they had to get to Lyre's house extremely soon considering that she was eager to get out of her clothes, which, were in a schoolgirl sort of style, she wanted to change into her hunting sort of uniform.

Myra and Lyre had a connected past, when Myra was younger, at birth to be more precise, she was abandoned by a mother who, had no means of taking care of her. So, she was given to Lyre who took care of her for a few months before finding a more suitable home with several monks which, raised her until one of them died, she was blamed and evicted from their safety and back onto the streets.

She sighed, after pulling herself out of the memories to take her place in head of everyone, hoping to lead them in the right direction, she wandered off to one of the very remote paths which ultimately lead to the same place, if she was lucky she wouldnt pick the one which led to the other side of underhill, twisted around and led them into the swamplands, home of the Orcs.

All it took was a little bit of glamour and Lyre could fit right in with the rest of the crowd going into the supermarket. His hair could pass off as being dyed, he'd seen many humans walk by with chemically colored red and purple hair already. What he didn't notice though, was his appeal to human girls.
It had taken him approximately half an hour to find the opening, human time, so he had approximately half an hour left before it moved again. Lyre lengthened his strides slightly and quickly checked his pocket to make sure he had put the human money in his pocket, and also that he hadn't lost Kay's list.
As soon as he had entered the supermarket he picked up one of the baskets and examined the list Kay had written for him. 'Does this female only eat meat or something?' he thought, blinking slowly as he read the list over. A slight giggling to his right disturbed him from his thoughts and he turned his head to see a group of girls standing there. When they noticed his gaze they giggled even louder and started 'whispering' fiercely to each other. Lyre's face paled and he thought it would be best for his safety if he hurried up.
About twenty minutes later Lyre emerged from the supermarket, looking light a tornado had hit him, which it had, in a sense. His hair was tousled and his clothes all rumpled. He shuddered slightly and gave some of the teenage girls passing by a scared look before retracing his steps to an old abandoned parking lot, where he headed directly for a corner hidden in shadows. A few moments later, the air around that area shimmered and Lyre was gone.

Being back in the forests of Underhill was always better than being in the human world being mobbed by teenage females, Lyre concluded as he moved swiftly, but lightly, through the undergrowth. The bags he held crinkled lightly with each of his steps and soon he was back at his home. he noted that the rest of the group had yet to return and decided it was time to get some cleaning done.
First, he headed to the kitchen and placed the things he had bought away, noticing rather quickly that someone had been messing with his healing materials, "The little one..." Lyre murmured, putting the leftover money back into one of the drawers. "I'll have to speak to her about that..." he noted and then grabbed a rag and a bucket as he passed a closet on his way to the sitting room. Once there he noted the black goo covering, basically, everything and Nyx sitting quietly eating tarts. Lyre sighed again and picked Nyx up in one hand and placing the bucket of water and rag down before picking up the tray of tarts. he carried the two to the staircase right outside of the sitting room and placed them there, "Stay here while I clean." he said, then without waiting for an answer he walked back into the sitting room.
He first pulled his vest top off, shivering slightly as the cool air hit his bare skin, he tossed the cloth onto one of the goo-free pillows and then tied his hair back with a ribbon before dropping to all fours to start scrubbing at the goo, 'Remind me again why i keep poison in this room...?' he wondered to himself, watching as a purple mist seemed to rise from the black goo and head for him. he swatted it away with the rag and sat back on his haunches, all his scrubbing had done nothing whatsoever. he tilted his head as he settled for sitting cross-legged on the floor, tossing the rag up and down in one hand. "Will you please go back in your jar?" He asked softly, pointing to the jar lying on it's side. To his almost-surprise the goo did just that. It oozed slowly in the direction of the jar, leaving everything behind it clean, spotless. Lyre sighed and tossed the rag back into the bucket, standing up and walking over to the jar. He picked it up and quickly secured the lid before placing it back onto the shelf. He then pulled his ribbon out of his hair, letting it fall back into his face, "I will never understand mother..." he muttered.

((Okay! I typed everything back up again! with maybe a few extra embellishments here and there, but it's basically the same thing ^^ I'm happy...sorta...maybe the feeling's content?))

((Ceri , Black hair, Ice blue eyes))

The lost daughter of an ill-reputed coven had finally returned, her duty in the human world complete…. though not the way she had hoped. She’d left without explanation one night, as a fire consumed her home and a member of her coven disappeared. So the elven witch returned, her mischievous and amused smile as always on her dark lips. There was not a moment she did not have that smile on, almost like a shield against the world…

A dark velvety laugh announced her good mood as she entered the strange place, so much better for her then the human world.. Or so she hoped. She would not find her return quite the release she expected, however, as a hungry energy stirred within her. A human…it’s blood and soul here? Now this…this Ceri had to see.

Ceri skipped lightly towards the group still walking in the woods. She approached them with a deep chuckle, seeming to just appear there as she often did. Despite the cheerful sound, however, a sharp bolt of pain flashed through her pale eyes. Indeed… the brunette was human… “Hi there..” She greeted deceptively cheerfully, running a hand through her shaggy hair a moment.