The Heart of the Wild

[Vertaige]

Aric Silas sat in the caravan yawning. It was late at night and he was fast approaching the old estate and home of the fabled Beast. He was looking to capture it and make a fortune selling the damn thing. Considering it was the middle of Autumn he adjusted his cloak and sighed. He was only 22 and here he was looking for monsters and legends to pay off his fathers ridiculous debts. His tawny eyes blinked as he drew closer to the old decrepit home. The wrought iron gate swung in the breeze along with his jet black hair.

He slowed the horses who were now beginning to bray and buck in fear. He doubted there was anything wrong nearby but he'd rather have a spooked horse than a wrecked wagon. In the back sat a cage and he lifted a pistol loaded with tranquilizers. He grimaced as he drew nearer the old style gothic architecture clashed with the nearby villages rustic charm. He walked forward breathing in the cold air,
"Shit, damn this beast. Hope it's worth all the trouble." He felt a shudder and entered the mansion praying he would find his fortune.

 

[Alexandria94]

All the people who normally helped her throughout the daytime had left as soon as the sun had started to set. Parthena sat back in the small couch that was in front of the fire place. Ever since her dad had died it had just been her to deal with this curse. She had it placed upon her by a witch for her dad, but he had died unknowingly after not knowing that for a life of good fortune for his daughter meant he had to die and she would be alone. Smiling lightly as she pulled back her long brown hair she stood up and walked into the kitchen, deciding warm tea might be just what she needed to fall asleep.
After the tea was made she made her way back to the couch, and lightly sipped on it. Tomorrow night she would turn, she could feel her energy to keep it away draining as she leaned her head back against the couch and she closed her eyes, relaxing for a bit.