We're just a little gay... (O/O)

Yea
Jump right in?

Sure! Names and appearances?

Ughhhhhhh, I dont wanna…

I guess we can just hop in then!

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

It was quiet in her cabin, it was peaceful. The moon was almost at it's peak. The female exits the quiet of her cabin to go into the moonlight, her breathing soft and slow as she took in the world around her. It made her happy and relaxed.

Lillian ran through the woods, panting as she tried to outrun the damn vampires. "Let me be a fucking werewolf in peace you shitty little fuckers!" She yelled behind her, imminently regretting it when she realized that speaking takes breathing.

Nixa glances around in curiousity. The witch under the moonlight appears radiant, after all, it was the witching hour. She hums softly, sitting in the moonlight, relaxed and content.

Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it! Lillian thought as she ran with vigor, she had pissed off some vampires and let's just say… They were not happy. She spotted a cabin and quickly shifted to her larger wolf form to get there faster.

Nixa glances up, hearing a rather loud creature coming her way. A wolf. Rather stunning creatures if she said. She walked past the wolf, letting it into her home. Her focus was on the vampires. "Last I remember we had a deal. You were to never come on to my property." She growls at the leader.

Lillian transformed behind the women and stuck out her tongue to the leader as he began to speak. "That werewolf stole our prey then trapped one of my clan in a trap." He accused with a pointed glare to Lillian.

Nixas eyes glint red. "And you killed off half my species, bloodsucker. Leave. Or I will do the same, starting off with you." She hisses, magic swirling around her to prove her point.

The leader looked like he was about to protest but turned away with a growl, as he left he said something to Lillian. "The second you step off of this women's land, we will kill you."

"Kill her, I come back with wrath. She is under my protection." She growls in return. She takes Lillian's shoulder in her hand. "Come with me."

"Oh, okay. Guess I'm going with you now…" Lillian said, her cocky composure still up, it was a defense mechanism and though this lady did just save her, she was still nervous.

She leads Lillian into her warm and rather cozy hut. "Injured at all?" She asked curiously. "Are you hungry? Thirsty?" She walks, no. More like limps to her small but cozy kitchen.

"Erm, I have a cut on my leg. It's pretty deep and I'm worried it's infected, but I don't have any medical experience." She admitted, telling herself not to accept this woman's necessities.

She nods and grabs a few things in the cupboard. She walks back with medical supplies and a few snacks and such for the other to nibble on. "Let me see." She says softly.

Lillian rolled up her torn pant leg and showed the deep wound, seeping blood. "I'm sorry about the vampies by the way."

She smiled and slowly began to take care of it, using a little magic to clean out the wound and then wrap it carefully. "There. It'll take some time to heal." She pulls back and puts the stuff away.

"Thank you… I'm Lillian Sturgen, by the way." She muttered sheepishly, rubbing her arm and looking down to her lap. "A werewolf, if the vampies didn't hint at it."

"Nixa. I'm a witch." She chuckles softly. "I noticed." She hums softly before looking at Lillian. "So what exactly did you do to aggravate them so much?"

"Well, I was hunting and I found a trap I had set a while ago. There was a rabbit in it so, I killed it. How would I know that they were hunting the rabbit? Then, one of their clan got stuck in the snare." She explained with this just done look on her face.

Chuckling softly, she nods. "Understandable. The bloodsuckers are always getting into people's business. It's no wonder I had to put spells around this house to keep them away."

"They're little bags of shit who hide behind their reputation and pearly teeth." She said crudely, forgetting for a moment that she was in the presence of a stranger.

Nixa smiled. "Exactly." She hums as she looks around for what she needed to take care of dinner. "You're probably hungry. Want anything?"

"Erm, yes, please. I didn't get to eat my rabbit…" She muttered sadly, looking like a kicked puppy at the mention of her lost prey.

"Of course. I have steak in here somewhere…" She hums in though. "Mavis! Come here girl!" She sighs and looks around. "Where is that damned cat?"

Lillian's pale blonde hair shot up like she has been shocked by lightning. "Ca- Cat?" She asked in a frightened tone. She hated cats, they were scary.

A tiny cat, small enough to fit in ones hand lept ungracefully onto the counter. She mewled as she nearly fell off, struggling to get back up. She chuckles softly and helps the little thing up. "Yes. But she's rather harmless. She was declawed before I found her, freezing and in the cold. The blood suckers almost got her."