Scents were odd. Especially when you were in a new location, searching for certain things that you couldn't smell anymore. Like this rather large wolf was. He was magnificently large, and slightly intruding as he padded his way through the trail of the forest. Standing at nearly six feet tall from paw to snout, he was completely black, aside from the three red diamond patch fur on his chest, and his red piercing eyes. He trolled along the path, stopping and sniffing here and there, wondering just what he was following, he hadn't ever smelled something as such before. It was female, he knew that much from the scent of it. But it wasn't any race he had ever smelled before. He was now curious, and it wasn't a good thing for beasts to be curious of things, that was when he decided that coming up as wolf, was less than a good idea, and he stopped, his whole body dropping down to the ground for a moment, as he slowly began to change.<br/><br/>His bones started cracking, and shifting, reforming back together as his fur receded into clothing, and a armor piece, his white hair showing across his pale skin,  He carried two swords on his back, that crossed on his armor, like an 'X' and under that A bow, with a quiver full of arrows. He stayed on his hands and knees for a moment, breathing heavily as the last of his bones cracked into place, he gave a grunt, before pulling himself up. Once on his feet, you could see, nearly everything on him was green, or black, aside from the half plate elf armor that he whore, it was pure silver, as were his words.. His bow was of magnificent wood, that had small runes down the wooden part, what they did, no one knew.<br/><br/>He slowly stood up, and his braid fell halfway down his back, beautiful white braided hair, bouncing and shimmering over the elven armor as he stood up, Green tunic underneath it, with a black long sleeved shirt coming down to his wrists, His tights were green as well, all the way down to his black boots, and he looked around, to make sure no one seen him shift. Not that he was ashamed of shifting, just didn't like to explain what he was, or how he came to be. He was ashamed of his father, and the fact that he was literally an abomination. He shouldn't exist, and he knew it. Anyone who knew what he was, knew he shouldn't be among the elves that were taken from him.  His whole race decimated by his father, destroyed, he was lucky to survive. or was he lucky? Now the last of a dead race. His whole civilization ripped from him while he was too young to get to know any of them. Yeah, sure that was luck alright.<br/><br/>He walked slower now, he could no longer smell anything, but his eyes focused through the forest as a much easier pace, as he walked slowly through the forest, instead of on the trail, trying to find anything that would lead him to what he was currently searching for. And at this moment, his curiosity had the better of him, because he wasn't searching for his father, but this mystery creature.  What would it be? why had he never smelled it before? It was all too curious to pass up, he must know.<br/><br/>He rounded a corner, and stopped, a woman, Now this corner, was nearly half a mile away, his warrior eyes focused on her as she studied something in her arms. he simply crouched, and waited. wondering just what she would do when she looked up. Could she see him? That was a good question. As suddenly as she looked up, she looked back down, and went back to her studies, which he was fine with, it allowed him to move closer. Was this the creature that he had smelled while in his less than hospitable form. The wolf was very large, very fast, very strong, and scary. He was certain that it would be a bad idea to approach her as such a large creature, He had decided to go and talk to her, and slowly began his way through the forest, paying no mind to her for now, he had a long ways off to find her.<br/><br/>By the time he reached where she had been sitting, she was gone. He blinked a few times, and went over to where she was sitting, and built up her fire that had almost died out, his fingers electrifying and sparking the wood, which first turned to a whitish blue flame, before changing coloration do to the the burning of wood. He built her fire  back up and even put a few twigs and branches in before sneaking off, and  trying to figure out where she ran off to. Catching glimpse of a woman in pond, he returned to the fire as if he saw nothing, and played with it, making it larger than before, trying to make it seem like it ma have  gotten out of control while she was gone, and then stepped away once more, several trees back from the camp itself, and waited to present himself, till she returned. He would not be rude, that was a horrible first impression to give someone.<br/><br/>He waited for what seemed like hours and there was still no one coming, let alone returned. He decided to go hunting, and pulled out his bow, followed with two arrows, holding one in his teeth as he skillfully navigated. forest with silence, searching for something bigger than rabbit to eat, shifting made him hungry, and he had a fire going already, he just needed.. Perfect, a buck. he quickly pulled the bow back, and electrified the arrow, piercing it through the neck, the second one was a quick fire, and hit him directly in the eye. and it dropped like a log he strung the bow on his back once more, and walked over, picking the buck up, and slowly cutting his head off, just below the arrow to the neck, with one of his swords, grabbing the front hooves, he started dragging it through the forest, before throwing it on his shoulder, which caused his swords to rattle.<br/><br/>He held the venison by its hooves on his shoulder, and the rest of him seemed to drag behind, as he walked through the forest, hoping she was back, so he could get to work cleaning the meat, and then he could cook it, if she would like to have some. At the very least, if she would allow him to use the fire that he rebuilt for her. He continued to walk, slowly dragging the deer into the camp from the back way. Wondering if she had returned.<br/><br/><a class="username" data-user-id="376" data-username="@EchoOfADream" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/376/">@EchoOfADream</a>