At the densest section of the forest, there is a brief clearing where a steady flow of water streams down the slippery stone staircase. The water here is cool and refreshing. Staircase Falls has been rumoured to be the place where reality is met by magic; where peaceful spirits dwell. They are rumoured to have healing powers that are used to help the desperately hurt, though no one has experienced this, except for, perhaps, Kaive.

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Drink My Blood And I Turn On You
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-Drink My Blood And I Turn On You-


Esme looked around, her eyes locked on a male passing by. Watching him closely she crept forward with ease. But stepping on a stick and making it crack was her mistake. She cursed under her breath and resumed her position in being still and looking strait at him. Hopefully he could not see her at all. She would be screwed if he did. Lost her fun and meal. She stood still before deciding it was ok to move forward again. This time she made sure where she put her feet. She stopped, readying her muscles to lunge at the male. Something stopped her. No Esme, no, nothing must stop you. You cant change its your life to live out the drinker of blood. Now attack him and kill him. The little voice in her head told her to but she fought back. Look little starnge voice in my head. I can change if I want now leave and let me alone! She thought. The little voice in her head disappeared for a while. She crept forward til she was in visage and lunged. She stopped before getting to the water. What was stopping her?!?

She shook her head and backed up, she couldnt change. All the training would of been for nothing if she did. She felt a growl form deep in her throat. She looked at him. She had been like the male before all of her training. She had eaten elk and prey not wolf. She wished every day she could go back to that, it was impossible to though. Or was it? It had to be. But what if it wasnt? She lunge into the water. She realized she had made it where he could hear her. She tried to go where he couldnt see her. She went under holding her breath. She came up, looking at him her dark brown almost black eyes with a hint of gleam in them. Her dark gray fur was wet making it black and her already black underneath fur.

Well, well, what do we have here?

Her voice was spooky and in a slight growl. She looked strait at him. Names Esme. Whats yours? She looked at him. She wasnt supposed to be soft like this she was only supposed to be mean and not share her name. Not all soft like a normal fae!! She looked at him and waited for his answer.

Esme
|Adult|Female|
Rush


[Mine sucks also sorry Im also trying to get back to her mean b-tchy self]

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