The Forests surrounding Birming; where many creatures and species scratch out a living from this lush environment, and many die in the stomachs of it's many resident predators. This forest is a popular sight seeing stop for many tourists due to it's variation of song birds and fauna found nowhere else in the world, and it can quickly turn into a tourist's last stop if they fail to heed the rules of the forest: Don't venture off alone, don't stray from the trails, Don't wear anything that would bring attention to one's self (Loud-colored clothing, Hunter's orange, personal music devices, ect.) and most of all, Keep quiet. Though many tourists and adventurers flock to this forest, only 4 out of 5 of them return; grim odds if you ask me...<br/><br/>Rules:<br/>No God-modding. Any and every character can become someone or something's meal, so no invincible characters.<br/>All species welcome. Though I tend to frown upon unoriginal species like pokemon for example, they are still welcome along with everyone/thing else.<br/>Modern times. This role play takes place in modern times, so no futuristic gadgets and weapons.<br/>Magic. Though stated before that this takes place in modern times, magic is still commonplace in the forest, and therefore is allowed.<br/>A limit of three (3) characters per player. I don't mind if you have multiple characters, it's just that more than three can make things confusing.<br/>Be respectful of other player's preferences. This one should be self explanatory. If someone stresses they don't want a certain form of vore enacted on them, DON'T DO IT TO THEM!<br/>Character sheet. Every player must fill out a character sheet before making their first post. An example will be posted below.<br/><br/>Name: Trisha<br/>Species: Catgirl/Neko<br/>Sex: Female<br/>Age: 23<br/>Size: 5'6<br/>Appearance: Trisha is lightly tanned and is seen wearing khaki shorts and a white tank top. Her hair is shoulder length and blond while her cat ears and tail are dark gray.<br/>Weapon of choice (Optional): A modern compound bow with arrows laced with a potion that causes whoever is shot with it to shrink. She also carries a Bowie knife in her boot.<br/>Preference: Either pred or prey, any vore but AV and weird stuff like hair or navel.<br/><br/>Francis<br/>Species:<a class="postlink" href="https://aryion.com/content/neeru">Neeru</a><br/>Sex: Male<br/>Age: 19<br/>Size: 4 inches<br/>Appearance: Francis is pale and is usually seen wearing a black long sleeve shirt and blue pants made for him by a doll maker, and plays a fiddle he made himself. His hair is medium length and black. His ears and tail are gray<br/>Preference: Prey, any vore but AV and weird stuff like hair or navel.<br/><br/>========================================================================================================================================================<br/><br/>Trisha was beginning her morning as she did every morning; in the highest branch of her favorite oak tree. She readjusted her clothes, grabbed her bow and jumped down from the tree, landing in a crouching position. Her stomach emitted a low rumble of hunger, for she hadn't eaten anything sense yesterday morning. She set off into the forest towards a nearby trail she knew about, hoping to find something, or someone, to eat...<br/><br/>===================================================================================================================================<br/><br/>Francis awoke in the hollowed out knot hole of a birch tree. He quickly got dressed in his black shirt and blue ragged pants and grabbed his fiddle. He walked out of his hole onto a branch and began to play a happy tune on his fiddle as he walked out onto the branch to his favorite spot in the branch. He sat down in one of the many forks in the branch and continued to play, happy that this was such a beautiful day...