*It's a warm night. The stars twinkle brightly, and the moon cast a lovely, but eery glow on the woods. Some deep with in them the sound of singing is carried through A young pale woman in a purple corset, and blather pants sits on a fallen tree. She runs a comb through long purple hair as her voice carries on the wind. She remains unaware of what may be about lurking in shadows.*
**She appeared from the shadows as a black wolf, and slowly changed and shifted into a medium height, lightly toned girl with long dark hair and piercing green eyes, wearing torn and shredded clothes. She stops and flashes a dazzling smile your direction** "Well, hello.."