Name: Christian William Vinter

Age: 18

Bio: He comes from a very rich family and they have always told him what to do. They told him waht to read, who he could be friends with, what hd could eat, where he could go to school and so many more that it was starting to bug him. He thought that when he turned 18 he would be able to be his own man but no, on his birthday they announced he was going to be married to a girl he never met. THat was hte last straw, he wasn't going to stand for it and decided he was going to run for it and head into the forest and jungle.

appearence:

Name: Naomi
Age: 22
Bio: Naomi had once been the loved and treasured youngest daughter of a poor family, until she lost them in a tragic accident. Being the only survivor with no relatives, she had nowhere to go. Fortunately there was an older man who took her under his wing, teaching her about how to live off the land until he, too died. Left with no one to turn to, she retreated into the forests. She spent years taking care of herself, her presence leaving rumors swirling around the civilized populace that there was a ghost or witch living in the forest.
Appearance: Lazy link!

Christian quickly packed his bag and made sure that he was ready to get out of there. He wanted to get out of here before night fall and hoped that no one noticed him. He was sick and tired of being told what to do and now that he was running away no one was. He was becomin free with each step he took. ONce he got his bag ready he headed over to his window and looked at his room one more time. "see you later." and then he dissappeared out of the window.

As soon as his feet hit the ground he was running. He ran towards the edge of town and into the forest. He didn't care where he was going all he knew was that he was free. He wanted to be free and in this forest he was. NO one could tell him what to do and hopefully he could live out here long enough to survive.

The woods were so quiet. Naomi knew that was a sign; it always was. But she wouldn't know until whatever that was going to happen did, and she hated it. It was one of the few things that actually got underneath her skin, and she worked it off like she always did, by making sure everything in her domain was in order. Sometimes, when she was particularly conceited, she liked to think of herself as the queen of the forest, and that all the animals were her subjects. It had been a comforting fantasy when she was little and her family had just died, and she still resorted to it sometimes to comfort herself.

So she walked throughout her home, stopping here and there to eat a few berries, or to look at some of the flowers blooming in the sparse patches of sunshine. After some time she made her way near the edge of the forest, just far enough to see the light beyond the trees, but not any further, She knew that savage people lived out there, and had no desire to be reunited with her own race. So she walked along the edge, quite content in her soft fur cloak and leather clothes, She was rather proud of how far her sewing skills had come, especially after her old friend's last needle has bent beyond repair the winter before. It had taken her months to whittle a piece of bone down far enough to make a decent replacement, and her clothes were the first ones she had made since.

She grins as she sees a large hare bound in front of her, but she frowns as its ears perk up and it sniffs the air. In a heartbeat, it disappears, and she wonders what had it scared so badly. After a moment, she hears labored breathing and heavy footsteps, and she panics herself, turning to hide behind a gnarled old cedar, peeking around to see who would venture this far into her home.

Christian smiled as he stood besides a old cedar to catch his breath. He had just ran all the way form his house and never felt more free in his life. He then started to laugh as he finally realized that no one knew where he was. He was alone and free to do as he pleased. It was as if some kind of weight had been taken off of him and he was flying. He leaned against the tree more and breathed in deeply, this was the smell of freedom.

"I am Finally FREE!!" he called out and started to laugh more. He then stood up straighter and started to head in deeper. He just had to find a place to live for a while and he would be fine. HIs father and some servents had taken him out camping many times to give him some kind of freedom so he was fine out here. He woudl be able to live by himself and off the land for a while now.