Potential (open)

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The afternoon was slowly giving to evening. The warm air had hardly cooled, though it was not as hot as previous days. Perched in a rather tall tree Addy surveyed the area. She knew a town was not far off from here. Having brushed the outskirts of it the previous day and quickly deciding that getting a 'lay of the land' would be the best course to take at this point. She tugged idly at the sleeve of her favorite jacket. The woolly red plaid was thick and most likely unnecessary in the warm evening air. But it was comforting, one of the few clothing articles she had brought from home. Below her Chessy nickered.

Giving a shake of her blackened-blue head, the horse seemed at peace and rather nonchalant. Adelaide had not tied the horse in case wild animals or misbehaving werewolves and vampires. It had been a long time since she had fought anyone and the best bet would be to run if anyone came along with unwanted intentions.

"Seems pretty peaceful here...like Leland. Suiting, don't ya think?" She said, though Adelaide was talking to herself rather than her companion. A habit that had developed more and more and became most evident when she went off to hunt. Last time her distraction of speaking to herself scared off the blacktail deer. In the attempt to still pursue it Addy had fallen, bad, down a steep hill and amongst rocks. The three small scars at the base of her throat where the only signs left of the misadventure, she was lucky to not have broken anything.

Finding nothing visually unusual she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Her scenting ability and hearing were not nearly as good as in her wolf form but could be improved upon if sight were absent. A small refreshing breeze brought the heavy, damp earthen smell. With it all manner of decay, leaves primarily. The smell of horse, obviously, was evident. The breeze also told her that werewolves did live somewhere in town. Any werewolf, or shifter, and many other creatures could recognize that odor.

Tonight would be her last night in the woods hopefully.

[STARLYN ABIGAIL WHITELY]

<sup>STARLYN WAS OUT TRAIPSING AROUND THE WOODS, SHE HAD NOT HAD ANY VISIONS OF YET THAT DAY, AND WAS SURE THAT SHE WAS IN THE CLEAR. THE NIGHT SKY WAS COMING AND EVENING WAS GOING - THE WOODS WOULD SOON BE DARK - TOO DARK FOR HER TO BE OUT ROAMING ALONE. BUT BEING THAT ALL SHE HAD TO LIVE IN WAS A SMALL SHACK IN THE WOODS - IT DIDN'T REALLY MATTER ANYWAYS. SHE WAS ABOUT AS SAFE IN THE SHACK AS SHE WAS IN THE OPEN ANYWAYS.

SHE WAS A RUNAWAY - SHE RAN FROM HOME IN HOPES OF FINDING SOMEWHERE TO FIT IN, AND LATELY SHE HAD FOUND THAT HERE IN SHADOW HOLLOW. WITH LUCKY AS HER NEW FAIRY FRIEND, SHE WAS SURE THAT THINGS WERE LOOKING UP. SHE TURNED THE CORNER, FOLLOWING A SMALL STREAM, SHE WAS IN AN AREA SHE KNEW WELL. JUST ON THE OUTSKIRTS OF THE TOWN OF SHADOW HOLLOW.

BUT SHE KNEW MANY WOLVES AND SHAPE-SHIFTERS HUNTED OUT HERE AT NIGHT. SHE THOUGHT SHE MIGHT SHOULD HEAD BACK TO HER DWELLING, WHEN SHE SAW IT. A BEAUTIFUL BEING THAT SHE HAD NEVER HAD THE OPPORTUNITY TO SEE IN REAL LIFE BEFORE - A HORSE. SHE STARTED TO MOVE TOWARDS IT, HER HAND REACHED OUT TO TOUCH IT. SHE DIDN'T WANT TO SCARE IT - BUT SHE WAS SO AMAZED BY IT'S BEAUTIFUL COLOR AND MASSIVE SIZE, THAT SHE DIDN'T THINK ANYONE ELSE WOULD BE NEAR BY...</sup>

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If no one knew better they would have expected the roan to run of, bolt away. But the mare stood and even nuzzled the fairy in a friendly manner. It sensed the lack of threat, the two-legged creature was no more dangerous than her mistress. Perhaps the girl had a treat even.

Addy however had become lost in thought. Her two halves of mind arguing over what to do next. Werewolves and vampire scent was evident. Though she had no problem with vamps they often treated werewolves with hostility. As for her own specie...they would be suspicious of a loner. Adelaide sighed in a mixed show of resignation and resentment for the predicament. Reality called back to her a new scent.

Adelaide opened her eyes slowly, listening and not realizing at first that the scent was coming from right below her. But within a few moments of located the girl. The female was undoubtedly beautiful. Surreal even. The setting sun cast a glow as it just barely hovered over the horizon and causing bright blond hair to become the mixture of evening colors. At first Addy just watched, mildly confused and curious. The gentle manner in which the newcomer approached Chessy was one of gentle awe. The horse in turn felt no threat, it even approached the girl.

But the odd scent the girl had reassured Addy. It seemed light and almost floral based. Not werewolf, shifter, or vampire had such a subtle scent. She was not human either. They were too clumsy, this female was elegant. It was time to take the next step. "She will not harm you. A more gentle horse can not be found. Addy clambered carefully down the tree, jumping would have probably frightened the girl. "Her name is Chessy, by the way...." Pausing momentarily unsure if presenting her own name to a stranger was wise, but at this point it did not seem to matter. "...And I am Adelaide...or Addy is easier no doubt." The moon had finally made its glowing appearance. Half full, just enough light to cause Adelaides green eyes to glow, such as any night animal.

[LESTAT + ARGUS CAMERON]

Lestat's sense of this werewolf told him that there was more to the story than what the eye could've forseen. He decided to remain standing where he was; his small feet covered in black leather shoes that were sinking down into the muddy dirt that covered the forest. He was clutching tight to the cellphone in his pocket for lack of anything better to do with his hands while he stalked the werewolf. He hadn't left her side all night and his eyes showed darkness as he stared down the animal that was before him.

His increasingly red hair would have stood out if he were not hiding behind the trees, however, it absorbed the light of the moon as he stood looking at the wolf in front of him. Surely, he was not going to be intimidated by any animal, not feel challenged by anything. He had been around the Hollow so often that he felt like King of the forest, but this werewolf was yet to learn that. When he exchanged trees and saw another familiar face he growled, "why now?" he said to himself quietly.