Snow on the ground [open]

[David Willson]

The meadow was a flat plain of snow, surrounded by trees that were covered with frost in the early grey dawn. A cold wind blew past, shaking off some of the snow from long grass of the meadow. David walked into the meadow, he was alone and with no friends it was harder to stay hidden. He had met Jasper and Kat, the reaper and the strange shadow girl who had almost got him killed and dragged him along to get the reapers scythe. It was clear David was half yoma with his yellow eyes that veered across the area as he walked. He had stregnth, which made him very strong and he was looking for his brother. The police had hunted Seath just because David was half yoma and they assumed that Seath was half, no Seath wasn't at all and David thought Seath was lucky. David didn't want to be half yoma, or half anything for that matter, but he was and he hated it with all hid heart.

[Cold]

It was quite ironic how her name and weakness contradicted each other so much. Her hair had dried and subtly turned back to a soft blue, her eyes as well had returned to their normal state. But it seemed her skin still held a blue tint, it seemed to shimmer as if she was covered in scales.
The siren couldn't go back to the city like this, at least not yet. The sun was still taking its sweet time to drag over the horizon. Nonetheless, she refused to give into the harsh conditions; after all, she'd been through worse.
Her eyelids pulled desperately at her, begging her to fall asleep right then and there. And she almost did.
If I hadn't been for the heavy footsteps growing alarmingly close. With her current state, she'd be in real trouble if thy came for a fight. They certainly had reason, she'd stolen, killed, and every other felony named in the 'Book of Law'. Her skin crawled as she lowered her head among the snowy heather. Cold was grateful for such good cover.
It kicked her, it was mostly by accident, but why wouldn't she think otherwise? The siren threw her arms up, her fangs elongating in case the need arose.
"What is the big ideas?!" But her voice was deprived of the sarcasm it usually held.

[David Willson]

David glared at Cold, was it really his fault, no to him. "You shouldn't be blaming people and if you dare try to kill me in anyway, I could almost have you on the ground in about two seconds." David growled. He didn't like this person, she was mean, like he was trying to, he didn't even know she was there. "How about you be good and maybe you won't be flipped onto your back?" David growled again. Some may think he was over confident, but he had the ability because he was half yoma and maybe not much speed, but he was big on stregnth.

[Cold]

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^I made this for you!

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Cold flinched visually, but she regained her composure soon after. "Who said I was blaming you? " She growled darkly. She didn't care if this guy could hold her down, she'd have him up just as fast.
"You don't know who your messing with buddy." She chastised him. Her skin still shone with silver scales. Her hair was still slightly wet and she shivered quickly.
Cold scrambled back up, dusting herself off. She was a little caught off guard.
"Besides, it's not like I can go anywhere..." she muttered with a bitter tone. The lake had frozen over and she had no where to go. With no money and no friends she was no better than a vagabond.
she took a deep breath, calming her nerves.
"Listen, I'm sorry okay? I've just....I've been a bad spot." she admitted, trying to explain herself sitting alone in the frozen meadow. She wasn't trying to be mean, it was just her nature, fight or flight was the motto.