Name: Cormac Eyulf
Age: Appears seventeen
Picture:

Name: Serena Cornilius
Age: 16
Appearance:
who should give their intro first?

(I believe it would be better if you did, seeing how your girl is falling into my guy's world.)

(alrighty then)
Serena looked behind her and sighed in relief. No one was following her. It had been a few days since she ran away from home and she was beginning to regret the decision. Still, she had a good reason. She was too stubborn to go back... too scared to go back. She began walking again and entered into the forest up ahead. The sun was beginning to go down, so the forest was darker and creepier than normal... yet she still pressed on. Soon her surroundings became a blur to her as exhaustion crept in. She stumbled over a tree limb and fell. She never hit the ground, though, she just kept falling and falling and falling.
Finally, she hit ground. She cried out in pain and laid there for a while to catch her breath. When she finally felt well enough to move she sat up and observed her surroundings. "Where am I?" she breathed. This was like nothing she'd ever seen before.

Suddenly, after Serena hits the ground, a caravan rides up. In the driver's seat is a teenage boy. The boy has green hair and pink eyes. He looks at Serena, then the sky, then back at Serena. "Well. That was odd. And you're in Cyprian." The boy seems to have a southern accent. He scratches his head. "Where'd you come from? You don't look like one of us. Nor do ya smell like one."

Serena's breathing was shaky as she stared at the boy. "Where... what on Earth is Cyprian? And what do you mean I don't smell like one of you?" she asked I don't smell that bad, do I? I've even been bathing... on and off, she thought to herself as she studied the boy. Her blue eyes were wide with fear "better than staying at home" she muttered to herself.

The boy looks quite amused. "Cyprian is where you're sittin'. And as for the other half. Lemme ask this. What are you?" He quickly hops down off the caravan and stares at her. He raises an eyebrow, confused. "You're really not from around here, are ya?"

Serena stared at the boy blankly. What kind of person asks someone what they are? Maybe he meant to ask me who I am and I just didn't understand him or something... his accent is pretty thick she thought "er... I'm Serena...?" she said, stating it almost as if it was a question. "Of course I'm not from around here, would I ask where I was if I was? Who the heck are you anyway!?" she demanded.

"I didn't ask your name. I asked what you are. And my name's Cormac." He fiddles with his hair. "What is your race?" he asks, a bit more slowly. He shakes his head, seeming to be in a state of disbelief. 'Why do I find all the crazy ones?' he wonders.

Cormac's question echoed in Serena's mind my race... what kind of idiot asks that? wait a minute, she thought as it clicked in her mind "h-h-h-h-h-human" she stammered out in a squeak what is this guy? she asked herself.

"Oh. You're one of those." He nods. "Well, then. I'm a shapeshifter, or what your people call a werewolf." He rolls his eyes. "But I'm not a werewolf, I can change in daylight. Now, get on." He hops back on the wagon, and pats one of the horses, who seems skittish. "Relax, Sepia... You're all right. Just don't bite me again, please."

Serena swallowed nervously, but did as she was told. If she died, then so be it, she's not even on Earth anymore. Once she was on the wagon she seemed to relax slightly, but she was still tensed and ready to fight back if that guy tried anything. A werewolf?!?! Of all the things I could've run into, it was a werewolf!?!?! she thoguht to herself. Well... it's better than being at home, she reluctantly admitted.

Cormac frowns then the horse snaps at him. "Sheesh, Sep. I like my fingers. And you nomming them is not useful." He shakes his head before picking up the reins an d snapping them. But, nothing happens, all Sepia does is stand there. He sighs and glances at Serena. "Sorry about this." Before she has time to react, he sits up taller and lets out a deep growl, startling the horse and making it gallop off.

Serena scooted away from Cormac when he growled "you sound like my dog" she commented then realized how stupid that sounded. Of course he would sound like her dog, he's a WEREWOLF!

Cormac chuckles at that. "I don't wag my tail." He scratches his head. "Well that sounded stupid." He pulls on the reins a moment later, outside a small shack-like house. He hops off the wagon and pulls the reins off the horses, staring at Sepia. "Go. In the barn." The horse seems to understand him and trots away.

"The horse obeys you... and speaks your language... is this normal or is this just a special horse?" Serena asked as she watched the horse trot away. "So..... what's this place like?" she asked, deciding that if she was stuck here she might as well make the most of it.

"I'm a horse trainer, that's why she obeys me. And I've been telling her for years to go to the same place after every ride, so she knows." He ponders his next words. "Well, it's like a normal western town. 'Cept with shapeshifters. I know three besides myself. Two more males and a female." He heads inside the shack, which is filled with computer parts. He glances around at them carefully.

Serena hesitantly follows him "so there's only four people here? Or do you only personally know three other people" she asked him, eyeing the computer parts, wondering what they were for. "So, how come you didn't leave me alone back there? I can take care of myself" she told him.

Cormac prods at one of the computers until it turns on. "No, I know three shapeshifters and another girl who can control lightning. And there are more people, but I don't personally know them. And as for why I helped you, you're in unfamiliar land. If anyone else had found you they may not have been as kind. 'Specially the Redskins. ...Well the leader may stop them, but I don't know." He shrugs as he types a long string of data into the computer.

"Redskins?" Serena asked, intensly curious. Whatever... whoever they are, it's probably better than being back home... anything's better than that, she thought "What are you doing?" she asked, daring to peer over Cormac's shoulder at what he was doing.

"Native Americans. I call them, not unkindly, redskins. And I'm--" He pauses, rereading his data. "Messing up... I'm a Computer Hardware Engineer." He frowns at the data, and tries to fix it.

Serena stared blankly at the computer screen. "So... is this all you do all day? Is there anything fun to do here? Anything at all?" she asked, completely uninterested with what he was doing.

"Pretty much. We can go visit the redskin tribe, if you'd like. I should check up on Oreo anyway." He looks amused at that. He stretches, his shoulders cracking. he rolls his eyes at them. "Jeeze. I sound eighty..."

"Oreo?" Serena asked "and I thought the Redskins were a bad idea, why do you all of a sudden want to see them?" she asked.

"His real name is Sequoia Orenda, so we call him Oreo. And not all of them are bad. There are two groups, that had been combined, but Hilan--that's Sequoia's tribe leader's name--got sick of the more rowdy group and left, taking some of the people that agreed with him." He shuts down the computer. "Would you like to go see them?"