A Magical Roleplaying Experience 

 #32149  by Andoniaina
A young and spry looking hyena ran across the sandy plains, paws kicking up dust as it sprinted ferociously. Nothing could stop it...apart from the fact it had been bolting like this for hours at full speed. And after a further few short minutes, the creature began to tire and weather, legs beginning to shake, and speed beginning to slow.

Soon, it was at a pace, and then a plodding walk. And before long, the hyena fell to its knees and began shift and morph. The grey fur darkened and smoothed over, legs beginning to lengthen until finally a human form made itself present. Within the sand, Andoniaina heaved, close to sickness from the exhaustion. She forced herself up onto her elbows, looking across the plains, seeing what looked like a little human settlement in the distance.

Was it human? A possible lunch? Was it even real? Whatever it was, she began to crawl toward it.

All Aina did know was that she had to find cover quickly before the sun came up; if not, she would surely burn to death in the direct sunlight.
 #32571  by Arty Blackwell
Artemyant Blackwell was living amongst the human settlement. He too was human at the time. He had moved out of his fathers home with his wife and son Thomas the year before and was currently on a vacation of sorts as his wife had family in the area. They were staying in a house abandoned for some time. It was a large home. And they hadn't quite figured out all the openings.

There was a large barn on the property with doors unlocked. Somewhere hidden away near the back of the property. Easy to hole up in if no one was around. And there was lots of hay and straw to make a proper bed of sorts.

As it was so close to sundown Artemyant was closing windows and turning out lights when he caught a shape far in the distance. Thinking he had lost his mind he turned his head. His blonde hair covering his black eye on one side before he shifted his short hair back into place. He walked away from the window towards Guinevere. "Go make sure Thomas is sleeping," he ordered coldly like he owned them both. Their son was only an infant. Just turned one earlier that week.
 #32608  by Andoniaina
Aina struggled on, grunting as she dragged herself closer. It hurt, and she was wounded, exhausted, and dehydrated - from water? From blood? Either would quench, right now. Her senses peaked, and she could almost hear the beating of hearts, pumping of blood, and muffled voices. Her eyes pin pointed, and she was focused, ignoring how the sky began to darken further.

She neared the huts and barns, and off to the side, she saw piles of hay and a trough of water. Without hesitation, she plunged her hands into the water, cupping it and bringing it to her lips, slurping up the liquid. Who cared if it was for the animals! At this point, she was an animal. Her back was to the main structure, but she was very aware of it, glancing over her shoulder every now and then as she drank.