Légèrement en montée, une silhouette apparut devant la grande pleine lune qui brillait derrière elle.
Un loup, à fourrure grise épaisse, attendait que les autres animaux le suivent. Une fois qu'ils étaient tous ensemble, il les conduisit sur la montagne, sur un sentier caché, à travers la forêt.
Le Sanctuaire les attendait. Un cercle de grandes pierres de taille, avec une pierre qui pourrait ressembler à un autel au milieu. Sur le côté du cercle, il y avait d'autres structures en pierre, penchées contre le flanc de la montagne. Dans l'ensemble, il pourrait rappeler une ancienne construction druidique. Une petite sœur de stonehenge peut-être. Mais beaucoup moins connu. Il était fort probable que personne d'autre que Grimbold et la famille des bêtes n'était au courant de cet endroit.
Le loup a fait un mouvement circulaire avec sa tête, indiquant les autres pour former un cercle à l'intérieur du cercle de pierres.
Sur le sol autour de l'autel, des lignes et des cercles avaient été tracés sur la terre. D'autres lignes étaient composées de différents types de poudres. Un noir, blanc, oker.
Alors que le loup marchait lentement vers l'autel, il commença à changer. La fourrure s'est transformée en manteau gris. Une fois Grimbold arrivé au centre du cercle, il était complètement sous forme humaine à nouveau.
Sur l'autel, un cygne attendait. Ne pas faire un bruit, pas stupéfait par tous les mouvements autour d'elle. Elle s'est allongée là, semblant être en paix totale, pendant qu'elle regardait les autres créatures.
Grimbold n'était pas content de ce qu'il allait faire. Ce n'était pas la première fois, et ce ne serait pas la dernière. Mais il a fait ce qu'il avait à faire. Et ses élèves avaient besoin d'apprendre, parce qu'ils avaient un long chemin devant eux. Pendant qu'il vieillissait.
Il a sorti sa dague et l'a retenue avec les deux mains, lame pointant vers le bas sur le cygne.
"Opako senar, hambra manu, sepa kharta latangra ghudul"
Avec une frappe rapide, Grimbold a fait descendre la lame. Il a frappé le cygne sur son dos, juste entre ses ailes. Une dernière fois, on entendait le cygne se vider d'air, avant qu'elle ne perde de force dans son cou, et sa tête tomba sur l'autel.
Un silence épouvantable a frappé la forêt pendant quelques secondes. Pas d'oiseaux, pas d'insectes. Pas de bruit. Rien.
Puis vaguement, une fumée noire a commencé à venir du cygne. Comme si tout le corps des bêtes s'évaporait. Les plumes ont fondu dans une fumée noire lourde qui était presque liquide. Et finalement, tout le cygne s'est dissipé. Une épaisse fumée noire roulait sur le côté de l'autel et sur le sol, d'où le cygne avait juste dissapéard. La fumée s'est répandue à travers le sol forestier, avant de s'évaporer lentement dans le néant. Sur l'autel il ne restait que le squelette du cygne.
Grimbold murmura d'autres mots dans un langage inconnu, comme s'il payait son respect au corps de la créature morte. Puis il a commencé à ramasser les os dans un sac, laissant le crâne pour la fin.
Il a regardé autour du cercle.
C'était pour aujourd'hui.
Il a hurlé dans la direction de la cabine, le panneau pour retourner en arrière.

Après que Grimbold eut changé de loup une fois de plus, et ils retournèrent tous à la cabane. Il ne voulait pas expliquer ce qui venait de se passer, ni même pourquoi. Une fois que les gens s'étaient à nouveau habillés, ils ont commencé à partir. Je rentre chez moi, probablement. Grimbold se tenait à la porte, la même chose qu'il avait quand ils étaient entrés. Il a salué tout le monde, et les a regardés partir.

Le lendemain, le soleil s'est levé au-dessus de l'horizon, rencontrant un ciel bleu sans nuages. Cette période de l'année, le matin a permis au soleil de briller sa lumière sur l'ombre haute pendant quelques heures, avant que le soleil se dissipe derrière la montagne.
Name:
Robert Montgomery Taylor
Nickname:
Fantastic Mister Fox, Rob, Foxy
Birth Date: january 4th, 1993
Age: 23
Gender: male
Sexuality: heterosexual
In The Mirror
In Depth Appearance:
yellow-green eyes pierce from under his stubborn black hair. Though physically relaxed, the eyes give away that his mind is alert. Robert is slender and slightly taller than most. Because he is too lazy to shave daily, his chin is covered in stubble most of the time. He strides with a combination of authority and enibration. Sometimes one more than the other. It varies.
Clothing Style:
Robert's colors are mostly black combined with bordeaux red or dark green. He wears plain shirts, hoodies, jeans and boots. Outside he wears his black jacket.
Delving Deeper
Likes:
 power
 writing poetry
 with quill and ink
 adventure
 chocolate chip cookies
 playing the guitar
 berries
 red wine
 rum

Dislikes:
 poets
 people who are not up for his ideas
 people who disrespect him
 chocolate and fruit combination
 human stupidity

Fears:
 Being a failure
 Letting people down
 Drowning
 That humanity will destroy itself

Habits:
 running his hand through his hair
 whistling
 playing with a coin.

Personality:
♦ proud ♦ playful ♦ caring ♦ brooding
Robert does what he wants, whenever he wants. Though life often doesn't agree with him. So he comes up with an extravagant plan to make it better, or to fix things. And sometimes it works. And often he gets in trouble even deeper. But he learned how to talk himself in and out of these situations. He doesn't like to be responsible for people, because they will only slow him down. But he feels responsible nevertheless. And often he can use a hand. His 'plans' are often not as much actual plans, as just a means to persuade people in aiding him.
Background:
Growing up, Robert had a rather normal childhood. In highschool he was one of the more alternative teenagers ofcourse. His most important problem at the time, was how society wanted him to be it's bitch by making him going to school and then study and work. That couldn't be what was meant for him. But other than that, not much weird stuff going on.
Philosophy turned out a lot more boring and less enlightening than Robert had hoped. But he didn't want to return home emtpy handed. So he got a job at the library and bided his time in this town. It was even more boring than studying, but at least he could pay the rent and didn't have to put up with pretentious students and professors. But still, far from any great destiny. Despite his cynical attitude about religion in general, and after a night of heavy drinking, he went to church to pray for something good to happen. But as he was about to declare himself officialy crazy and close his eyes to start praying, a man next to him spoke to him. For some reason he quickly figured out Robert's situation and proposed to help him, if Robert did him a small favor. He needed to steal the small crucifix hanging on the wall of the church. Regardless of how the man was going to help him, that sounded like an exciting idea to him. So when the priest wasn't looking, he sneaked out the little artefact. After that, Grimbold asked him over for dinner. And they talked a lot. About life and society. Then Grimbold offered him a chance at a whole new life. Next to his current one.
Relationships:
Robert views everybody in the group as family. Though family doesn't necessarily means without friction.
 ♫Eddie ♫ and Robert are buddies. Robert is persuasive and Eddie tends to give in quickly, so Robert drags him along on his plans, more or less willingly.
 ⚡ Sloane ⚡  and Robert both are strong-willed individuals. This leads to clashes from time to time. Though he has respect for her independence.
 ♥ Terry ♥  has something very intruiging to Robert. She seems untouchable by his current social vocabulary. It's frustrating. Especially since he finds her rather attractive.
 ☯ Tobias ☯  is someone that Robert is slightly more careful with. He comes of as distant but dense, so he's just a little less comfortable around him than with the others.
☯ Cara ☯ is oke, but her controlling side is rather annoying.
☮ Nick ☮ is a great younger brother to have. Robert feels sort of a protector role for him. He will teach him the important things in life. Like rum appreciation.
☮ Nina ☮ is on Robert's level. Someone that he can talk with and have fun with. She's like a sister. But she's also hot. which is confusing.
☮Angel☮ Though she is relatively new, Robert gets a good vibe from her. Sharp and fun to hang with.
☮Skylar☮ Warm hearts are good company. Sky is comforting, which Rob needs sometimes. But she's also innocent enough for him to feel a protector role over her.
☯Daniel☯ He seems like a good kid, but Robert has a hard time really connecting with him.
Extra: He wears a small flask filled with rum on his belt.
Dark powers:
Animal Form:
Fox

power:
Loss of focus:
For just a second, your thoughts were drifting somewhere else. You weren't paying attention you didn't watch where you were going. And now you walked into that lamppost, or cut yourself with the scissors. You stumbled, you hit your thumb with the hammer. Just your luck.