.:Rise:of:the:White:Wolf:.

"... I have no need for the fire, for my fur is enough to keep me and Parma warm." Mage spat quickly.

 

Jordan jumped behind a tree when the fire came from no where. "What the hell did you do?!?!?!" he yelled from behind the tree.

The women laughed, "He did it with his magical flint, right Fadori?" she said as she put a pot of water over the fire.

 

Mage didn't seem fazed by the conjured fire. And only slumped down, and didn't attempt to go into her human form again.

 

NightShade instantly burst out laughing and turned back into her real form, this time with her hood up. "The boy hasn't even seen magik at work! How can you HONESTLY expect him to by your White Wolf?" She smirked. "He's as thick as two short planks."

 

"Indeed, he is." Fendori replied.

"However, two planks of wood are harder to burn than a vampire and much less fun. Perhaps I should roast your kind like we did in ancient times."

 

Mage started growling a bit. "No fighting." Parma glared at Fendori and NightShade, but never making a sound.

 

NightShade glared at Fedori. "And, i'm SO scared of a little fire. We've ADAPTED. sticking me on a post and trying to roast me will just do nothing, it'll feel like a slight tickle." She smirked.

 

"..." Mage sighed, pushing Nightshade away from Fendori. "No fighting." Parma helped by pulling her hood away from Fendori, following Mage.

 

NightShade's hood came down as Parma pulled at it. Blinking in the sudden light, she covered her eyes. "Ah!" Blinking again, NightShade looked up and around, her eyes getting used to the sudden brightness.

 

"Now, I ask of you again, no fighting." Mage repeated.

 

"Arguing and fighting are different." NightShade pointed out.

 

"Same difference." Mage spat. Parma perched herself on Mage's head, who again slumped down by the fire, and Parma snuggled into Mage's fur, to which they both remained warm.

 

NightShade frowned and turned into a bat, flying up towards the ceiling into a dark corner. She hung upside down, watching everyone with her sharp eyes even though as a bat she was meant to be blind.

 

ooc: Bl Bats aren't blind, they use echolocation.
BIC: Mage rested, her head on top of Parma to create a roof over her, and to protect her.

 

OOC: .... They have BAD eyesight though.... YOU KNOW WHAT I MEANT! :/8D:

BIC:

NightShade watched them both, scowling. She felt just like a human, vunerable and useless.

 

Mage's ear twitched, looking up to NightShade. "......" She then gave a hostile glare to her.

 

NightShade glared hostily back. Looking away, she fixed her thoughts on how long it would take to snap all their necks and drink their blood.

 

Mage watched NightShade, covering Parma again.

 

NightShade instantly looked back down the tunnel they had came from. Smirking, she screeched out.
Echoes of screeching back filled the room and thousands of bats appeared, finally setteling down by NightShade.
"It seems my babies can't stay to far from me."

 

Mage kept an eye open, making sure to be able to see everything.