a meeting at night between a merc and a wolf ( Private Daemon and Saranade)

As the moon rose high into the midnight position a large silver wolf rushed through the forest being hunted by three bloodthirsty mountain lions. The wolf left a small trail of crimson blood that came dripping from his lips. The blood wasn't his he merely defeated one of the mountain lions in a duel yet being mountain lions they didn't care who won they'd still attempt to kill the young wolf . DAMNIT WHY DID I EVEN AGREE TO FACE THOSE BASTARDS ?!" The wolf shouted in his head and he rapidly reached a cliff as the mountain lions blocked his only real chance of escape. With a growl the young wolf took a step towards the edge and glared at the mangy cats then used his strong legs to push off the ground and preformed a makeshift back flip. The wolf fell into the trees below the mountain lions purred with glee as they quickly descended the path to the left of the cliff.

As the mountain lions reached the area where they saw the wolf vanish they discovered that there was no feast for them to enjoy. Unbeknownst to the simple beast the wolf they were chasing was actually a lunar mage in wolf form. The lunar mage hid silently on a branch above the beasts head. As the lions sniffed around trying to find him the lunar mage jumped down in the middle of them and grabed two of them by their tails and slamed them into each other sending their teeth flying out of their jaws as their skulls collided with a sickening crunch . The third mountain lion striken with fear as the lunar mage threw it's brother to the ground then turned around to face him then quickly vanished before the beast felt a fist collide with the top of it skull slamming the overgrow kitten to the ground .

"Filthy cats go burn in hell." the mage spat as he liked the blood off his hands and proceeded to walk back to his camp site near the lake.

On her way back home from a job, she was cutting through a forest. It was a long journey back, and she sighed. Why did she have to accept a job so far away? Her body was beginning to tire as the moon rose ahead. She should stop for the night. But where? She was sure there was some sort of bloodthirsty beasts in the area. Just as she expected she heard growling off in the distance, sounded like lions that roamed the area. Just great she was sure they would catch onto her scent. Saranade grasped Ragnarok tightly in her right hand, they wouldn't get the drop on her.

She heard a rustling behind her and turn quickly and silently, she could see a figure walk around her. And she could smell blood easilly in the air. She furrowed her brows and sneaked to follow the figure. He was heading somewhere, Who was he? What was he doing here? Saranade followed him back to his area, which he seemed to camp there. She watched him silently before finding the right time to attack. She planned to kill him before he killed her.

Sarande clenched Ragnarok and then lept out from the bushes to tackle the figure. She tumbled and found herself facing him, staring into his eyes. She held Ragnarok to him, " Who are you, What are you doing here?"She barked out in her commanding voice.

The mage knew someone else was following him know yet he couldn't tell who it was by their scent alone. This was no longer an issue as whom ever was following him attempted to tackle him to the ground with some sort of blade poised to strike . the mage turned around on the ball of his foot and put his hands into his pockets. As the moon began to illuminate the forest around him his attack was faced with a youthful face of around eighteen years of age, the mages eyes were a sharp gold while his short somewhat spikey hair shined a bright turquoise. His right arm was gleaming in the moonlight to revel an automail claw in place of actual skin. his outfit consisted of a comfy V-neck t-shirt and black jeans with a pair of black sandles.

The young male looked into the maiden's eyes before turning around and lift up the back of his shirt to revel his rune knight tattoo while turning his head to the side and spoke in a dull tone. Daemon spade leader of the covert fang and member of the rune knights , I'm out here training." he pulled his shirt back down and spun around on the back of his left foot and stared at the lovely maiden.

She stepped back away from the man. He seemed to know she was there, and ready to attack him. But how? Saranade looked at him, a Rune Knight huh? But why would he be out here training? Don't they have special arena's to do things like that? She relaxed a bit more. She still was cautious as she didn't believe him all the way. Looking at his hands, she noticed the blood. Why would a Rune Knight kill someone? There was no doubt that it was blood, she could smell the sickening scent. While she liked to kill, blood still made her a bit uneasy.

" Why are you covered in blood?" she asked, hoping for a sadistic answer so she would have an excuse to kill him. Sara stared into his eyes, they had a story behind them, not a typical mage you ran in to every day. The last mage she stumbled upon ended up being her own flesh and blood. She could feel herself getting weaker, if she was going to kill anyone, it had to be now, cause she needed to find a place to sleep. It had been days, and she was about to pass out. Except, it happened alot sooner than she expected; First, she dropped Ragnarok, her shoulder's slumped, and then she fell as it all went black. Exhausted from days of traveling, and jumping out like that got her all excited.

Daemon noticed the maiden begin to fall backwards and quickly rushed forward and caught her just before she hit her head on the dirt and rocks behind her. He sighed a little and carried her over to his tent and layed her down gently on his sleeping bag before heading back and picking up her sword with his auto mail arm. He stared at the blade and marveled at it's exquisite shape and luster. He took a quick sniff of the blade noticing it hardly smelled of fresh blood yet the stench still remained.a good blade it must have protected her countless times before tonight. " He said as he carried the blade over and set it next to her noticing she was a little cold.

Daemon gently covered her with a blanket as he headed back outside to a small fire he started before he headed up to fight the mountains.

Daemon sighed and started to lick the blood from his hands his animalistic traits forced him to enjoy the taste of blood. as his fingers were finally lean he sighed and wiped a small trail of blood from his mouth and yawned a little before looking up into the night sky at the moon with a slight smile.

Images flashed through her mind, blood, screams and fire. She could see a little girl, hiding in a corner, holding a dagger closely. Her breathing was quickened and she was crying. She felt like screaming out when the door opened. A figure stepped through the doorway, she couldn't see who it was, but they were tall and had in human like features. The girl just slumped in the corner. Lightning flashed and she saw his face for a moment. It was long and lean, having sharp teeth, red eyes and a drooling smile. Then.. he attacked.

Saranade woke up with a scream and panicked, she didn't know where she was, or what she was doing. This is why she didn't sleep, her dreams were plagued with Nightmares much like her brothers. She pushed her hair to the side and sat up completely. She was lying on some sort of bedding. She still felt so tired. What could she remember?

Sara remembered the smell of blood, and remembered the man.

Before the maiden awoke Daemon had shifted back into his wolf form since it was the full moon his wolf form was at it's full strength. He smiled as he curled up near the fire place with his long silver tail wagging back and forth. Daemon was panting happily as he howled happily to the moon shining above him completely forgetting about the maiden with the blade behind him until he heard her scream. Daemon turned around and rushed over to the tent still in wolf form and poked his head into the tent breathing slightly on the girl's silver hair.

Are you alright ?" Daemon asked as he sat down calmly in front of her looking slightly concerned as his ears drooped low, even though he was a little scared that she might attempt to slice him in half the second he started talking.

Then a thought crossed his mind why does he care about this maiden in such a way. it was weird perhaps the sent of blood following her reminded him of his own past but that wasn't the issue why he just knew that he was concered for her wellbeing.

Her eyes grew wide as a wolf poked its had into the tent. She scurried back and held Ragnarok out, what was a wolf doing here? Where was the man? Then.. It talked... She panicked and began to swing Ragnarok at the wolf. Just what the hell was going on!? Why was a wolf talking? She rushed past him and tried to get away, but she ended up tripping and landing on her stomach. With a Ooof she scrambled up.

" What are you??" She said, her voice a higher pitch than normal, was she having another night mare? If so she really needed to wake up, like now.

Daemon dodged her clumsy swings with her blade and watched her fall onto his stomach as she attempted to slip past him. this in turn caused Daemon to laugh hysterically on the inside  yet he still kept a composed exterior. Maybe I should turn back to normal to avoid giving you a heart attack." He said with a slight smirk as he jumped into the air in front of her and quickly shifted back into his human form  before landing in front of her and offering her his left hand to help her to her feet. "Please forgive me miss but during a full moon I personally enjoy becoming a wolf  so I can run around without people trying to bother me due to my magic." He said with a slight grimes as his thoughts shifted back to the time when he was nearly set ablaze by a group of bandits.

Daemon looked at the maiden in front of him looking carefully at her features and slowly began to blush a little. What is your name milady you know mine yet I never acquired the pleasure of knowing yours." He said in a slight nervous voice.

So it wasn't just her imagination, he really was a talking wolf, actually he was a shape shifter. She looked at his offered hand as she was shaking from being startled, this night was going to kill her... She was just glad he was back to normal. A talking wolf was just too much for her. Even though she had seen demons, and talking fairy sized angels..

Sara brushed some of the dirt off and pushed her hair back over her shoulder, " Saranade, but you can call me Sara. I apologize for the disruption." She said looking away rather embarrassed. It had been years since she acted like that in front of anyone.

She picked up Ragnarok and thought about what she was doing before this. " How? How did i end up asleep?" She said thinking about what she last remembered, it was all so fuzzy. And her head hurt from lack of sleep.

Daemon sighed and scratched the back  of his head . You passed out when you saw the blood my hands and asked me if I was injured then proceeded to fall backwards. " He said as he looked away and blushed a little. You hae a very radiant name it suits you quiet nicely. [/color"] He says closing his eyes slightly .

Daemon quickly regained his composure and coughed a little before looking her straight in the eye. If you are unfamiliar with the area perhaps I could offer my services as a guide until we reach the edge of the forest. He said while unable to actually look her in the eye .

As Daemon spoke those words a small patch of black fur rushed out of the tent and jump at Daemon' face ad proceeded to lick him profusely.  "Lunos please get off my face hahaahaha." He laughed slightly and held the wolf pup who was panting happily.

Her eyes were still rather large as she tried to compose herself. She couldn't remember anything. Why? Saranade looked at him and let her guard down. She bit her lip and placed Ragnarok in his sheath on her back. The long lance ended up being taller than she was, but it worked better this way. " Um, thank you." She said, feeling a bit uneasy about this whole situation. The man suddenly had a slobbering puppy attacking his face, well more like kissing. She just rubbed her arm and said, " If you don't mind showing me the way out." she said. She remembered blood, but she couldn't remember what it was from. Was he injured?

" Daemon is it? Thank you." She said bowing her head in respect. It was something her master had always taught her, respect. By the way he looked, he seemed to be no ordinary mage, his arm was mechanical. Was this how he was able to pick up Ragnarok? Her Lance was no ordinary weapon, it liked to suck Magical Energy out of any being that touched it without permission. Permission from the weapon that is. But he seemed to lay it beside her. " Is that your magic, shape shifting?"

Daemon finally managed to pull Lunos from his face and had him curled up in his lap. When Sara asked him if his magic was shape shifting he began to laugh a little. I am no shape shift I an only change my form into a wolf like this little guy. He and I are like brothers. I am simply a lunar mage, a mere child to the goddess Luna" He said as he held up his left hand as he channeled lunar energy into hi palm causing his entire fist to glow with a silver aura. With a single touch of this hand I could paralyze one of your limbs that is the most basic form of my powers." He stood up slowly and dusted his jeans off as Lunos quickly climbed onto his shoulder. "Shall we milady the forest may be beautiful but the beasts here..." He stopped and took a deep breath inhaling every scent in the surrounding area and quickly turned to the east and began to growl slightly.

A large mountain lion slipped out of the bushes with a bloodthirsty glare. Daemon's right arm began to ache as he looked at the beasts face noticing it was missing it's left fang. YOU!" He growled as he griped his right arm. Daemon's growl only got deeper as three more mountain lions moved through the trees *

She nodded as he explained to her about his magic. I see, so he was devoted to a religion? It seemed just as they were about to leave, he turned to growl at something. She raised her eyebrows and nearly gasped as a Lion leaped out. She knew it, they were going to come for her. He defended the attack, but it seemed that these two have sparred before.

Sara furrowed her brows, she could still feel she was weak but re-quipped into her armor anyways.

Her Armor:

Gripping Ragnarok tightly she looked at the Lion. Was she to help him? She didn't know who he was. But suddenly three more lions caved in on them, this certainly was not good. Sara's left arm formed a magic circle and her armor began to swirl around to form a shield. This was her magic, Armor manipulation, it would do anything she wanted it to. Odin's shield weighed in her left hand. Right in the knack of time as a lion pounced. She raised her shield to meet it head on, when it bounced off Sara turned on her toes to swipe it with Ragnarok, the black steel blade cut clean through the lion, sucking what little energy it had.

Daemon stared at Sara's new outfit and slowly began to blush at how radiant she looked but quickly turned his attention back to the fray

the leader of the lions only saw red as he charged at Daemon wanting revenge for it's lost tooth. Daemon wanted revenge for his lost arm yet still he was content with his new arm. "Time for a beat down you giant fur ball ." He said in a monotone voice as he quickly sidestepped the charging lion and quickly infused his body with Lunar energy then cocked his metal fist back and unleashed the energy stored within ito the beasts skull sending the Mountain lion flying through a large thick oak.

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Daemon smirked as he saw the trail of blood and teeth flying from the beast mangled form but then quickly jumped into the air as he felt the presence of the last lion attempting to lunge at him from behind. Daemon quickly landed as the beast came back for another go. Daemon crouched low and sent his left leg flying into the young lion's jaw sending it flying into the air landing to the forest floor out cold.

Saranade watched as Daemon fought the lion's, he was ferocious, like the wolf he turned into. The last lion was sent off into the bushes and she walked up next to him, " Are they dead?" She asked cautiously, she couldn't hold her requip much longer than this. Saranade's armor faded off of her body and was replaced with her normal clothes. Her weapon was getting heavier in her arms, she was still weak and needed to sleep.

Daemon stood up straight as Lunos quickly climbed onto the males shoulder with a slight nod. I killed the one without it's left fang yet I decided to spare the last one , hopefully it won't think about revenge." He looked over to her with a slight smile until he saw that she was looking rather tired.

Daemon turned around till his back was facing her and knelled down. "Get on you look pretty beat." Daemon knew at her level of strength she would fall over if they were to walk out.

She stared at him with disbelief. He planned on carrying her? He didn't look that strong, but maybe he was underestimating him. Then she thought about her weight, and how much her 'assets ' weighed. Damn genetics. She still wasn't even full grown yet, barely reaching 18 years old. Saranade just cautiously slipped Ragnarok on her back and stepped forward. She slipped onto his back, hopefully he wouldn't die trying to carry her, she may have to kill him then. His back was warm, and she felt rather comfortable. Sara could hear his heartbeat through his clothes. She flushed in her face just a little, the pink lighting up her pale face.

" Just don't drop me okay, i'm already afraid of heights." she said simply, holding onto Daemon gently.

Daemon chuckled a little as he stood up without any problem and slowly began to walk forward. Daemon blushed a little as he took in her scent; I was so captivating I was light and soothing much like Sara. After a few minutes walking her grinned and began to run towards the forest entrance. Hold on tight." He said with a laugh as he picked up speed practically scorching the ground beneath his feet.

After an hour of dashing through the trees Daemon and Sara arrived at the entrance to the forest leaving only Era and the moon lit sky in front of them. Daemon knelt down to let Sara get off his back. Personally he didn't want her to just yet he actually wanted to breath in her scent for just a little longer.

The next thing she knew, he had asked her to hold onto him tightly before sprinting off. She held in her breath and tucked her head down into his neck while clutching on to him. She felt like she was going to fall it was rather scary. It wasn't long before the came into the clearing, out of the forest. He had let her slip down off of his back, she had to regain herself before she fell over from being dizzy.

Staring up at the moon, it looked rather nice, perhaps if she would have stopped earlier, none of this would have happened. Looking at Daemon, " Thank you, really." And that was really something, ever rarely did she say thank you to someone. Unsure of what to say next she just bit her lip, a part of her didn't want him to go.

Daemon stood up and stretched a little while looking up at the moon then back to Sara. "Your quite welcome milady." Daemon gave her a smile before he started to blush a little. W.would you like to go out sometime?...." Daemon clamped his hand over his mouth as his blush worsened. He turned around trying not to face Sara out of embarrassment. He had not idea what drove him to ask her on a date something just told him to be close to her.

I'm sorry sometimes times I get overexcited, your just so beautiful and you smell like so nice..

With a sigh and a smile she was enjoying his company, it was terrible it all had to end so soon. Sara had never felt so comfortable around anyone else other than her own brother. This was different than what she was actually used to. Suddenly it was like her heart skipped a beat when he had asked to see her again, but it wasn't just that, he had asked her out. Her cheeks filled with color like his did. It was intriguing how he apologized about it. His comments made her stomach turn as she walked up to him. Biting her lip and rubbing her arm she said, " Actually i would love to... But, where did you have in mind?" There was something about this Rune Knight that had her all flip flopped. What would he think of her if he found out she could be sadistic and maniacal? What if he found out she was part of a guild that defied the Magic Council?

Daemon's heart began to skip a beat as Sara said sh would love to go out with him. It was shocking to say the least most people wanted nothing to do with Daemon's family. He smiled happily and hugged her. As soon as Daemon realized what he just did he quickly turned scarlet and moved away clearing his throat a little. "I was hoping we could do dinner with you wish ." She wasn't scared that he was a lunar mage and she never tried to skill him for a reward so he knew he could trust her. Daemon slowly reached into his pocket and pulled out some pocky sticking one into his mouth chewing it happily .

She gave him a genuine smile, he was kind and it was cute how nervous he got. " Dinner sounds perfect, " she said, " But i have to check in with my brother first, where do you want me to meet you and when?" This was a big issue, she would be back home early enough in the morning to where she can shower, scold Alex, then sleep for a few hours before getting up to clean herself and get ready. Giving it a bit of thought, " I have always loved magnolia, the tree's there are peaceful to sit under" That and they served some good liquor.

With a nod Daemon agreed to meet The lovely Sara In Magonlia he knew that one of the reasons she suggested the city was the good food and famous spirits. It sounds like a good place to raise some hell as long as we an have sake " He said with a grin. Daemon loved his sake he wasn't an alcoholic he just really loved sake. Daemon pulled out a box of pocky and handed her a few pieces. "For the road." He stuffed the box back into his pocket before running off towards town with A large Dire wolf running next to him.