It's a legend around your hometown that tells of a woman who lost her love in a war long past.
She sat under the tree and mourned her lost love. The trees and nature felt sorry fore they couldn't help wound her heart. Nothing would help her, sleep or food. Not even drink would make her better. On her dying word she swore that though she couldn't have her one wish, she would grant someones dearest wish.

They say that on her grave is a flower that when picked will grant the persons wish.

Tired of wondering, a contest has been issued for all of the right age. To travel through the woods to find the flower and achieve the wish. But only those able to fight the dangers of the woods and the temptations of the human mind are able to go.

Do you think you are brave enough?

Rules:
No how much we hate them, they do keep society running

1.This is semi-lit at the lowest. Try to keep one-liners to writers block and keep a check on your spelling and grammer so everyone can understand you.

2.The basic rules also apply here such as no godmodding, flaming or powerplaying. It's simple to know and annoying if you ignore.

3.Follow the Menewsha TOS, it's really not that difficult, the rules are quite simple.

4.Have fun with this but do not go too far. Any questions feel free to ask.

5. Pm all profiles: I wish to join the hunt!

6. I know I forgot something

Profile Skeleton.

{Username:}
{Character Name:}
{Race:}
{Age:}
{Personality:}
{How you plan to defend yourself:}
{Bio:}
{Other:}
{Wish:} (if any)
{Appearance:} (any pics allowed, link please)

Accepted Profiles:

{Username:} Saixela
{Character Name:} Amore De Luca
{Race:} Human
{Age:} 19
{Personality:}Amore be spoiled in three different languages. She seems sweet and harmless when you first meet her but as the old quote goes, do not judge a book by a cover. She is stubborn on her way and likes to be in control of the situations around her. She rarely loses her temper and when she does its not pretty and usually ends with her in tears. She is also a city girl to the bone.
{How you plan to defend yourself:}Her father sent her to basic defense class, and is brown belt in judo plus the three years she was on the track team. Yeah for fight or flight. Or the body guards she sure are following her.
{Bio:} Amore's father is a 'businessman' so he says. But at the age of ten he told her the truth and showed her the consequences of telling that to this day haunt her. Her father was a don. She tried her best to ignore the mafia lifestyle and have a normal life. But with the bodyguards around her, her friends fear to be around her, lets not forget half the town owing her father money, a normal life doesn't seem to be that simple. She tried to run many times but realized even then she was being watched!
{Other:} She is a huge daddy's girl, and snuck out to be in the hunt.
{Wish:}To be of her father's position and have a normal life with normal friends and a normal life.
{Appearance:}xXx

{Username:} Iggy Koopa
{Character Name:} Mozuli Tranquil
{Race:} Werewolf
{Age:} 19
{Personality:} Mozuli if fairly withdrawn from the public, due to discrimination against him in the past due to his condition. He has a small group of friends who he is very close with, and when he trusts someone, he is a very loyal and friendly friend.
{How you plan to defend yourself:} Mozuli grows claws and fangs and stuff of the like when he is very angry, or his body is put under extreme pressure.
{Bio:} Mozuli's mother was attacked by a werewolf when she was pregnant with Mozuli. His father was abusive, and hated him for what had happened to his mother. He ran away from home at the age of 10, and has been living alone, with few friends since then.
{Other:}
{Wish:} To have people to accept him. He does not wish to lose his werewolf-ness, because it is part of him, he just wishes that society, and his father would accept him for what he truly is.
{Appearance:} (Were-Mozuli)
http://th06.deviantart.net/fs36/300W...Zero_Jager.jpg

(Normal Mozuli)
http://www.testriffic.com/resultfile...4anime-guy.jpg

{Username:} Erym
{Character Name:} Nanta Whisper
{Race:} Human
{Age:} 15
{Personality:} Childish, yet sometimes wise in his age.
{How you plan to defend yourself:} Use his doll to kill the enemy by enlarging it.
{Bio:} Nanta is a one of the great Dolls Controller in his town, but during his mission, he accidentally destroyed the item quest and his town rejected him and exile him.
{Other:}
{Wish:} To regain people faith in town and elder of Doll Controller.
{Appearance:} Nanta

{Username:} Leafeon
{Character Name:} Kaori Kitano
{Race:} Half vampire.
{Age:} Appears to be 1elf:} Using nature and her pet snake, Tei
{Bio:} Kaori grew up practically alone, not knowing her real parents as they died when she was young. Her adoptive parents shunned her when they found out what she was and what she was able to do.
{Other:} She's a spirit walker. That means her soul can travel into the body of any animal. Due to an accident she had when she was a child, she has the soul of a panther trapped inside of her from where she wasn't strong enough to shake it off, enabling her to morph into a panther on certain occasions.
{Wish:} She has no wish, she just likes competition.
{Appearance:} Kaori

{Username:} Death_to_the_reaper
{Character Name:} Dawn Reizen
{Race:} Half Succubus/ Half Elf
{Age:} Looks 19
{Personality:} Dawn can be tough as nails but she'll be soft when she needs to.
{How you plan to defend yourself:} Dawn can sprout wings from her back or charge at them with her sword.
{Bio:} When she born, everyone started to shun her and her mother. The only reason they had to shun Dawn was she was the result of a one night stand. Her mother had slept with an elf (She has never met him.) one night before his wedding, stealing his virginity from his bride.
{Other:} She has a restriction collar on to prevent sexual urges that can only be removed by a man.
{Wish:} To be loved for who she is and loose some of her lust.
{Appearance:} With Brown hair and a collar.

{Username:} Desdamin
{Character Name:} Benvolio
{Race:} Demon Doll
{Age:} 5
{Personality:} Murderous, but irresistably adorable. Loyal to few, but extremely loyal to those few... would probably eat anyone else in their sleep, if left unchecked. He has trouble keeping himself under control in the presence of blood, with greater volume giving him much greater difficulty.
{How you plan to defend yourself:} Benvolio, while quite small, has a very powerful jaw and very sharp teeth, able to rend flesh and crush bone, with some effort. He's also quite agile, able to leap great distances (relatively), and travels with his beloved meat cleaver. How the two are often inseperable...
{Bio:} Benvolio was crafted by a very skilled practitioner of the old ways of witch craft, a blue blood with a ruthless, murderous mind. He served her well, bound as he was through soul-bond, until the day she was mysteriously murdered. Benvolio was auctioned off with the rest of her estate as a simple plush toy to another now late rich family. Afterwards, he found himself on the run from a collection of priests that hoped to destroy him. During his travels, he devoured people when he could and starved the rest of the way until finally he was bagged in an ambush in the woods and thrown into a chest. Just as the priests were preparing to burn the poor blood-thirsty plushy bear alive, the priests found themselves set upon by a group of bandits who killed the priests, opened the chest, and were soon missing from the pages of history. Benvolio wandered the forest alone.
{Other:} He likes hugs. He also likes to bite necks. It's a difficult balance to strike.
{Wish:} A better meat-cleaver
{Appearance:} Benvolio

Amore stared at the entrance of the woods and swallowed back her fear. She had to do this, it was all she had left. Even now she could feel the fear of the villagers around her. She hoped they wouldn't tell her father that was the last thing she needed. It took her forever just to sneak out correctly, and if she didn't do it no she wouldn't do it at all. Closing her eyes she breathed inward taking a moment to breathe.Opening her eyes, she ran straight into the woods manuevering around the trees and jumping fallen trees. Ok she was in here, now she needed an idea of where to go. She walked forward her foot catching on a root bringing her down. She cursed silently in italian as she lay back. She really wasn't the type of girl to play in the woods she thought staring up at the woven tree branches above her.

Mozuli was walking silently around the forest, when suddenly he heard a rustle in the bushes to his side. He dashed into a tree beside him, and up into the branches, waiting to see whoever was coming. A girl ran through the bushes, zig-zagging around the trees, and then, just below the tree he was in, she tripped clumsily. He stifled a laugh, until he noticed she was lying on her back, looking directly at him.

Amore stared up at the tree unsure about her vision. She never needed glasses, but now she thought she was hallucinating. Sitting up and brushing leaves from her curls she searched through the leaves around her legs. There couldn't be someone in that tree. Who would hang out in tree? No village legends or rumors talked about a tarzan or anything like that. Besides most things in these woods wouldn't keep anything alive. She was hoping that it was a shadow cast of the leaves as she wrapped her fingers around a rock. She lifted it up and thought. If it was something please be a bird, she so didn't want to die today. Throwing, though not with all her strength that would be stupd, with some strength she watched it travel through the leaves and hoped it wouldn't hit anything.

Mozuli dashed out of the way, surprised at the attack, and landed next to the girl angrily.
"What do you think you're doing? Huh?" His fangs extended a little, and his face slightly re-shaped. He sighed, annoyed. His face bagan to change back as he calmed down, and realised that he might have just scared this poor girl senseless. "Sorry." he said through his teeth. "Be a little more careful next time." He began to walk away, frustrated.

She froze and stared in shock for a few seconds. By the time it registered in her what had happened he had started walking away. Jumping up she ran towards him and stopped in front of him. Brushing the leaves off her she smiled, "That was cool, what are you?" she asked.
Was she scared? Heck yeah! But her father had taught her never to show it. So at the moment curiousity was winning. And maybe whomever this was could help her get the flower.

"I'm a person, and an annoyed one at that." He looked at her critically. "I didn't wrong you, so please value my privacy." He stopped, and looked her up and down, recognising her from town, his interest piqued. "But I would like to know what a girl like you is doing in a place like this." He looked around. "I didn't pick you as the off the track type, being the daughter of a don and all.

She felt her face flush and knew at once she shouldn't have thrown a rock or followed him. She looked away hoping the pink would fade. Of course he had to have reconized her, she should've worn a mask or something. She met his eyes with a look that read nothing. "Maybe I am out here to get the flower for my daddy, or maybe I snuck out. But as you requested I will value your privacy" she said turning to head down a path.

Mozuli frowned, not really intending to scare her off. He scowled at himself, for being so rude once again. "I'm a werewolf." He shouted after her. He didn't know why he wanted her to stay, maybe he was bored, maybe he just wanted some company, but either way it annoyed him to see her walk away.
[[I'll be back in quite a while, sorry.]]

Amore stopped and looked at him as if for the first time. Sure she walked away to get the answer she wanted but this wasn't what she expected. Was he for serious? Or was this a cheap trick to tke her mind off the hunt. Than again she did see his face reshape and his teeth were long. She shook her head to clear her mind so she wouldn't see it again, she still hasn't completely gotten over it. She walked back over to him and smiled placing her hands behind her back. "Well Mr. Wolf," she giggled, "Do you have a name or shall I keep calling you that?"

"I'm Mozuli," he said, relieved "and it's not often that I see people like you around here. Sick and tired of being followed by your daddy's goons, eh?" Mozuli had walked through town a lot, and he was very perceptive. Every time he had seen Amore, she had at least two bodyguards following her, and she knew it. He put his head to the side, and placed his hands on his hips.

Amore twirled her hair around her finger looking into the trees. She gave him a grin as she turned to face him, "People like me huh? I don't know what thats supposed to mean. But yeah, you could say that. Took me forever just to leave me house." She sighed leaning on a tree. As she looked at him she tried to figure out if she had seen him before. People who wanted to be in her father's favor, often approached her pretending to be her friend, but she'd never seen him. "I'm sorry, I mean you seem to be from around here, but I do not recall seeing you" she said trying to figure it out.

"Well, Due to me being... A werewolf. I tend to stay out of sight. My condition is quite easily uncovered, as you saw before." He thought for a second. "But you're still avoiding the question! Why did you want to escape from daddy in the first place?" He asked, stepping toward her questioningly.

Amore tried to back further as he approached but she was too close to the tree. Swearing under her breath she smiled and folded her hands in front of her. "Actually Mr. Wolf," She started to say. She did remember his name she just liked that one better. "I did answer your question. You asked if I got tired of Daddy's goons following me, and I said and I agreed."
She scanned the woods around her just in case she felt like leaving she wouldn't like a moron heading in the wrong way.

"Well remembered," Mozuli found that he could often change entire histories of conversations only with slight suggestions that he had said something else. This girl was smarter than that thought. "But now you're avoiding that question!" He laughed quietly to himself, finding his joke quite humerus. "It's fine and all. You just have to say that you don't want to answer it." He looked down at the ground, and began to gather twigs and branches, he was thinking of camping the night here.

Amore cocked her head to the side as he picked up sticks and twigs. She forgot she might have to sleep here. She looked around the woods with a little bit of disgust. So she was spoiled, anyone with a quarter of brain could see that. She tripped when she walked into the woods. Wiping her hands over a rock she cleared off most debris and sat down crossing her legs. Mozuli was very curious to why she was out here, but than anyone who knew who she was would be. She had plenty of answers to tell him, but instead settled with a shrug of the shoulders and a simple, "I know."

"So..." Mozuli began with a cock of his head. "Would you be staying the night in my humble forest? Or do you have somewhere you need to be?" He asked, not looking up from his makeshift fire as he rubbed the sticks together furiously, creating smoke from all of the stringed bark he had collected.

Confused it took her half a second before she jumped up. "OH the hunt...wait you live here?" she said not really asking more like looking around. The hunt was the whole reason she would go into the woods. She rested her head in her palm. Ok, maybe she could check the middle of the forest, wait that wasn't a hard idea, any idioit in the village here would think that. Maybe by the edge, it would've allowed the woman to see out if her love returned. She turned away and wondered which direction to head.

He snorted in a half humorous, half pained sound. "Where else would someone like me go?" He asked seriously. He looked up to her as the fire began to crackle. "What are you looking for?" He asked, intrigued in everything she did. This girl was very interesting, and Mozuli was determined to find out her reasons for being here.

A white owl sat in a tree above the two, looking down on them curiously. It had been watching the wolf for a couple of weeks now, on and off, trying to get some knowledge on living in the woods for a long period of time. Kaori ruffled the owls feathers from inside it's body and flew back to where she had left her seemingly dead body near the edge of the woods. She had heard about a hunt, well most people had and now she knew there was some actual competition she was ready to join in.

The body on the floor suddenly regained life as Kaori's soul flowed back into it. She got up slowly. After being trapped in the body of an owl for so long it was quite odd being back in her own body. She shook her limbs out and ran head first into the forest, back tracking on her previous flight. As she neared the two people she jumped quietly up into the trees to get closer, hoping one of them would notice her.

((Sorry, I know it's shit. I'm in a bit of a mood right now so yeah. Hopefully I'll be getting slightly better soon))

Dawn walked towards the woods and slowly ran towards it before gaining speed. Suddenly, a pair of black bat wings sprouted from her back. Her eyes went to the sky as she lifted off the ground. She took a deep breath of the air and looked for a clearing in the forest. The half breed smiled as she found one and went in to land.

Her ears twitched as she heard two people talking to each other. "A werewolf and a human, interesting." Dawn walked towards their voices as she had one hand on her sword's hilt. She hid behind a tree a few yards so the were wouldn't smell her.

Amore pushed his comment in the back of her head to think about later. She turned in the forest a bit confused before she stomped her foot, "I don't know." she whined.
She didn't like not knowing what to do, it wasn't right in her opinion. At least if she had the meathead guards she would know which direction to head. She looked up at the sky and thought about what she knew of the forest. Maybe she should've studied more in school instead of daydreaming so she wouldn't be drawing such a blank. Finally deciding she didn't want to stay put, she looked west and decided, "That way," she whispered than turned to Mozuli "I got to go. Nice talking to you." she added with a bow.
Maybe if she was right and hurried she might make it back to sleep in her own bed.