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((Shadowwolf has long roleplaying breakas sometimes hell be back.)) 

((I mean pagie and the others. I would hope that Shadow is coming back. ^.^))

Zephyra’s head popped up. “Here?” she asked, “As in now?” She dropped her biscuit onto the plate, stood up, and walked to the kitchen door. Both anticipation and fear knotted her stomach. Is he here to take us to freedom? I told him to give us a time to heal, but we could make it now. Glancing over her shoulder, Zephyra looked at Lyora, they both mirror shock. Though Zephyra thought she saw more in Lyora’s eyes. She does hold him closer to her heart. Grasping the handle she opened the door, just a crack, and peeked out. Zephyra couldn’t see much but she knew that he was there. The air itself had become more electric. “Lyora,” Zephyra turned to face her, “I’m going to run down the hall and get our cloaks. I think we can get out for real this time!” As she dashed for the hallway, as she was running Zephyra caught a glance at Lady Dagmar and she didn’t look happy at all. In fact, Lady Dagmar was briskly walking down another corridor. She’s going to get Jaguar! Her hands grew damp with sweat, fear made her breath come fast, and her mind grew frantic. “No!” she whispered fiercely, but there wasn’t time. Zephyra knew that she had to get those cloaks, without them Lyora and herself would freeze. She just had to be faster than Lady Dagmar. Running down the hall, Zephyra took the corners sharply, and skinned her bare feet on the hardwood floor when she came to a halt. Charging into Lyora’s room, Zephyra grabbed the cloak, and sprinted into her own. Tossing the straw aside Zephyra pulled out her boots then picked her cloak out of the corner. Rushing out of her room Zephyra didn’t have a chance at seeing him. She was so focused that it took his broad chest smacking her in the face for her to finally look up. Zephyra’s sapphire eyes widened. “Uh,” was all that came out of her mouth.

“What has you in such a hurry, singing bird?” Jaguar asked in an even tone.

Silent whirled around, his hands out like claws and he crouched defensivly. He hissed like a vampire and the air seemed to grow colder. Then he reconized Lyora and instantly was out of his crouch. "Run you fools." He growled, smelling Jaguar. It would be suicide if they chose to stay with him. he was the only who could survive this encounter.

(( Try and decipher this. ))

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((Haven't a clue. XD))

"Not without you, Silent.", Lyora said, shaking her head, "It's all of us together, we leave no one behind." 

((Phail post. DX )) 

When Lyora grasped her hand, Zephyra wanted to smile. It wasn’t the time or the place to but she couldn’t seem to stop it. Lyora won’t leave me behind. Zephyra squeezed Lyora’s hand a little tighter, not wanting to let go, and ran with her. Zephyra had never been good at making friends. She was too hot tempered, though Lyora didn’t seem to mind. Glanced back at Silent she thought, he’s different now. The vampire blood is consuming his humanity. When he meets with us again will we be safe? Her feet pounded the ground rhythmically in her hasty pace to freedom. Turning back to Lyora Zephyra thought, she believes in him. She didn’t even flinch when he hissed at us. Remembering the savage growl that Silent had aimed at them, Zephyra thought Lyora was mad. Her love blinds her from the fact that he’s different, but is that a good or bad thing? Shaking her head, Zephyra put her mind on the task ahead. Freedom.

Jaguar released a bark of laughter that held no humor. “Why am I angry?” he asked bitterly. This body begged for a fight, but he was a thinker and knew better. Forcing his hands to relax, Jaguar beat his emotions down. It would be hopeless to fight Silent with his mind like this. He would be able to read every move. Not daring to close his eyes, Jaguar took deep breaths to calm his nerves. When his frame finally held the stoicism that it normally did, Jaguar took a step forward. Placing his had absentmindedly on the whip that was always curled around his waist, he studied Silent. “I will never agree to let Zephyra go. Her blood calls to me in a way that I don’t understand.” Before Silent could comment Jaguar continued, “I’ve only felt this way to one other and that was Kyrian, but he is lost to me.” His eyes had turned back to their gold, but with the though of Kyrian, a rim of crimson lined his pupil. “I will keep Zephyra.” Unfurling the whip at his waist Jaguar stood in a defensive stance, expecting Silent’s attack, his rage, his deadly precision.

Zephyra felt like she had been punched in the ribs. A constant throb, her breathing was labored too. “Lyora, I don’t think I can make it.” She barely gasped. Her legs were cramped from the hard work, and dehydration. I should have gotten something to drink while we were at breakfast. Tugging on Lyora’s hand, making her friend stop, Zephyra doubled over in pain. What is wrong with me! Straightening enough to look back, Zephyra saw Jaguar unleash his whip. “Oh, no.” she whispered. Silent was buying them time to run and she couldn’t even go. Then an idea came to mind. “Lyora! We need to get to the barn!” She rasped, her breathing still coming in short gasps. Dashing to the barn, Lyora in tow, Zephyra ran up to Alells stall. The little, black mare whinnied at the sight of Zephyra. She always has liked me. Snatching her bridle from the rack outside the stall, Zephyra opened the door, and easily bridled the mare. Leading her out of the stall Zephyra mounted her with practiced ease, and then reached down for Lyora. “Don’t worry; the gate guards know that I ride her often. With any luck we can get out quickly and they won’t even know we’re escaping.” She explained excitedly, “I don’t know why I didn’t think of this before.” Alell complained when Zephyra asked her to move forward, clearly not happy with them riding double. Zephyra talked to Alell, and patted her neck, comforting her and giving her courage. Finally the little mare stubbornly agreed and they trotted out of the barn. When they got to the gate, Zephyra called out, “Jaguar wants me to exercise Alell, and he will be joining us momentarily.” The two exchanged glances then opened the gate without hesitation. It worked! Alell felt Zephyra’s burst of exhilaration and pranced away, her tail swishing as she chomped on the bit, clearly wanting to gallop. When the trees enveloped them, Zephyra kicked her into a gallop, leaning forward and enjoying the rush of speed, Lyora clutching Zephyra around the waist.