To Walk Amongst the White Woods (Open)

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Wulfa's smile widened into a sly one and her eye shone with a sort of triumphant air at the girl's unconscious confession, though she only shrugged. "The Fates play games." She mused. Wulfa glanced at the entrance to her hut suddenly, silent and motionless, before looking back to Payton. "Sleep." She said again. "We hunt tomorrow." With that, she climbed beneath her furs and laid still facing away from Payton

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Payton looked over to Cartell and put her finger to her lips. Then she signed to him in the secret language they'd made up. Sorry.

Cartell squinted a bit in the dim light to make out what she'd said. Then he shook his head and signed back, What now?

She took a few seconds to respond. We wait.

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Minutes passed without Wulfa making a sound, or even moving. By her slow breathing, it appeared she was asleep. The hut was eerily silent, though there was noise from other activity from the wildling camp outside. Then there was another noise, only somewhat closer, and it seemed to be intentionally quiet. It was hard to make out though.

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Cartell wasn't asleep, but he didn't catch the sound. Payton did. She strained her ears, trying to hear something other than breathing. It was strange, really, the near silence. Back where she was born, there were always sounds to be heard. Crickets, mostly. The ever-present chirping. Now all she could hear was their breaths and the occasional gust of wind outside.

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Eventually it became clear that the sound was footsteps. And they were headed straight for Wulfa's hut. Wulfa seemed to be unmoving and still asleep even as the sounds came closer and closer, and soon an ugly head poked its way through the tent flap. The male willing looked straight at Payton and grinned, a knife soon appearing in the door as the Wildling crept in

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Payton had her eyes closed, and kept them that way, even though she knew the man was there. She forced her breathing to be steady, as if she was asleep. She strained her ears, waiting for him to move again.

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I'm so sorry it took me so long to reply and come back! School kept me busy and then I couldn't find the site again! I'd still love to rp if you'll have me!))

The man kept creeping in, taking care to make as little noise as possible. He passed by Wulfa and kept coming nearer and newer to Payton. Just as he got within arms reach, there was a flurry of movement and the sound of fur being moved. A small knife embedded itself into the back of the man'a head and he fell over Payton, dead and bleeding. Wulfa slowly stood, eyes gleaming in the faint lighting like an animal

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(I totally get it and of course we'll have you! lol. I've been kind of inactive myself recently)

Payton stifled a shriek of surprise when the dead man toppled on top of her. She shoved him over with quite a bit of effort, his weight a challenge for her. Once free, she scrambled to her feet, eyes wide as she stared at the Wilding.

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Thank you! I was a bit worried since it's been a while. Oh, speaking of which, some of my characters are gone. I'm ok with some of them (I didn't rp them much from what I remember) but the only one I'm worried about is Wulfa herself. I couldn't find her. Should I just remake her bio? And then am I able to make an additional character in this club (GOT)? I made the other character, but I'll delete her if I can't. Sorry for asking so many questions *awkward shuffle*))

Wulfa snorted at the man softly in disgust, and then looked at Payton. "Others know." She finally whispered cryptically, stepping forward and retrieving her knife. She wiped the blade clean on the man's tunic without remorse or hesitation before picking the body up and slinging it over her shoulder with barely any effort. Without another word, she left the hut, taking the dead man with her and leaving Payton alone.

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(You can definitely recreate her... It might have gotten deleted. And you can keep both of them)

Payton gaped for a moment before running after her. "Wait!" she called softly. Catching up with her, she dropped her voice to a whisper. "What do they know?"

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Thanks!))

Wulfa did not speak until she had made it to a fire still going. She added a few logs to it and poked it until it was a roaring flame before dumping the body into it unceremoniously. The stench was over powering, but Wulfa didn't seem to care. Only then did she turn and face Payton, her one remaining eye gleaming in the fire's light. It narrowed at her before, quick as lightning, Wulfa's hand shot out and grabbed Payton by the rim of her pants and yanked her towards her until their faces were hardly an inch away. With her free had, she tapped the side of Payton's hip. "You are not one of them." She answered. "You are a different prey." With that, she released Payton's pants and instead headed back towards the hut again

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Payton gasped as Wulfa pulled her near, and after the wilding had left, she stood there panting. You're not one of them. Had someone tried to kill her because she was a girl? That didn't make any sense. If they wanted her dead, all they had to do was expose her to the Black Brothers. They'd execute her. Eventually, she forced herself back to the hut. Why was the wilding protecting her? What did she want?

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Wulfa as back inside, but she wasn't asleep. Instead, she was meticulously cleaning her clean again, taking extreme care as she did. When Payton entered, she glanced up and held her gaze with her one good eye. She did not say anything for a while, but finally she looked back down at her blade. "Ask." She ordered, her voice quiet as to not wake the boy. She seemed to sense Payton was filled with questions.

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Payton, now sitting on her 'bed,' grimaced. "Why would they want to kill me?" she asked. "Whoever they are."

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Wulfa raised an eyebrow and glanced at Payton. She stared at Payton for a bit before a small smile curved her lips and she shook her head. "Not to kill. To claim. To mate." She said. She hefted the blade into the faint moonlight, observing it. She seemed satisfied with it, so she put it down and turned her full attention to Payton, her blue eye staring unflinchingly

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Maybe it was the cold or lack of sleep, but Payton took a few seconds to process that. When she had, her stomach clenched. "What?" she said. She realized she'd spoken louder than she meant to, and a bit more high-pitched as well. "What?" she repeated in a softer voice. "They want to... to mate with me?" That seemed even more absurd to her, not to mention sickening.

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Wulfa chuckled in obvious amusement, nodding. Then she pointed at Payton, and tapped her blade with her other hand. "Must learn to fight. Why we hunt tomorrow." She explained. She dropped her hands and glanced outside the hut again for a bit, her one eye narrowed. She stayed dead silent for a few seconds, before relaxing a little and looking back at Payton patiently. She must've expected more questions

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Payton certainly had more, just perhaps not on that subject. "Why are you keeping us alive?" she asked. "What do you want from me?" She didn't know why, but she had a feeling Cartell was just a consequence of keeping her. Wulfa wasn't interest in him.

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Wulfa stared at her long and hard, one blue eye narrowing to barely a slit. Finally, she chuckled, smirking. "You," She pointed at Payton, "Are interesting prey." She answered cryptically. Then her smirk vanished and her face went neutral. "Hiding amongst the Crows. Why?" She asked in return, raising an eyebrow. She kept her voice low still

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Payton took another few seconds to figure out what that meant. 'Hiding amongst the Crows.' "Where should I hide?" she asked. "My life is ten times better here than it ever was before. I might be pretending to be something I'm not, but I finally feel like who I am."