Vera
*Cecil emerged past a clearing in the forest, clutching a fresh wound in their sternum. Blackened, bubbling blood leaked from their torso, staining the grass with a subdued sizzle. The scar on their chest pulsed, fiery red veins flaring through their pale, sweat-stained skin. Cecil's eyes were trained on the forest they now saw themselves in, looking for any semblance of shelter, food, or some sort of material to treat their wounds. They'd used up most of their infernal magic to escape a nasty encounter with a band of well armed thieves. Someone would happen upon their scorched bodies at some point*
Randy
The aismir forest was in total silence as the fallen angel emerged between the trees. The crunching of his footsteps breaking the calm aura on this side of the forest. It was a beautiful sight, a white landscape of mid winter details. It was certainly cold to be around this time of the year. Miles and miles away from the little town where the folks lived in. 

The deeper you walked into the forest, in the middle of the snow-heavy views, a one story cabin rose between the large trees. First came the porch, giving free reign for anyone to walk up to the front door but no footsteps tainting the path as if no one had walked home in a while.

It was slowly getting dark as the sun went down but there was no lights in this house. It seemed hollow and vacant. The only rumour of life being all the flowers that now laid buried under the snow.
Vera
"Aha... Ahaha.."

*Cecil sputters, now lacking the energy to stand up straight. They began to crawl toward the porch, fingernails scraping against the rough wood while they dragged themselves into the interior. Their vision swam, leaving a trail of blood from the outside leading in, their chest in searing pain from magic overuse. They cursed this form every day, unable to use magic on a whim like they used to up in the heavens. They clasped the pendant around their neck, curling up into a ball within the cabin*
Randy
The inside of the cabin seemed cozy, a couch in front of the fireplace with soft blankets and small pillows. A well built kitchen with everything a person could need to survive. All the cabinets in this kitchen seemed to be overflowing with cans and food. A pair of stairs leading up to another floor which would be a bedroom with a big window view into the forest and a big spacious bed plus a door that could be a bathroom.

The inside of the cabin was slightly dark apart from the fireplace giving a tenuous lightning to the living room.

Apart from the 7'2 ft sleeping bear laying soundly on the bed at the second floor, the cabin seemed empty.
Vera
*Cecil peered into the darkness of the cabin, a campfire illuminating the hulking form of a grizzly bear right in front of them. They were in no shape to scrap against a bear, so they attempted to crawl toward the kitchen, using whatever strength they had left to grab a can of food from the lowest possible shelf. The can clattered to the floor, but Cecil hardly cared anymore, shoveling the lukewarm food into their mouth, coughing up blood in the process. They let out a soft sigh of relief into the can, heaving and wheezing at the effort it took*

"By the gods... Curse this putrid form.."
Randy
The bear's ears twitched as a can from the first floor clattered in the kitchen, the sound of coughing making her ears twitch once more. With a small huff, the creatures pushed itself into a sitting position, a paw rubbing against one of the ears as it slowly woke up from the torpor. 

*How long have we been asleep, Ula?* Arie asked the bear, seeing it shrug and yawn. **Don't know.. But more sleeping, less chatting.** Ula replied, wanting to back down and sleep some more days. *I heard something downstairs..* Arzhela told her, the bear now slowly moving towards the railing and standing up on two legs, gripping it. Her long claws slightly shining with the fire as they contrasted with the brown rail.

Her nose twitched as she inhaled deeply, a new scent making her scan the open cabin until her eyes landed on the stranger, bleeding out on her kitchen's floor and eating her food. She stared at him in confusion, his words making her head tilt as she watched him. Ula pushing her to get this being of her property or eat him for dinner, urgently wanting to torpor.