No Longer an Outcast

A lean creature darted in and out of patches of moonlight that shined on the ground, pausing every few meters to stop and raise its muzzle into the air. The creature was an arctic fox. It continued to trot with slight speed, glancing around and lowering its nose to sniff the ground. It took a paced forward behind a tree and when it stepped out, it wasn't an animal anymore. It was a tall, skinny female with bleach blonde hair and aqua eyes. On the top of her head she had pointy white ears as well as a fluffy, same-colored tail that wasn’t visible. She glanced around; glad no one was out at this time of night to have noticed the shadow of a figure low to the ground shifting to an outline of a slender human. This woman's name was Zathura Lozier and she was a Mora. Looking around, she began to feel uncomfortable in the form she rarely used anymore, so she once again shifted but in sight this time. The transformation might have looked disturbing to a normal person, but this place was not normal. White fur sprouted where skin should have been, the ears and tail the same. She unsheathed and sheathed her claws in a test, as she always did after her bodily structure changed, and she leaned back on her haunches, gazing around calmly. She had leaned down to get the scent of a border marker. Determining it had been last marked around the same time yesterday, she knew that someone would be coming to do so again.

There had been talk circling around this strange place beings that could change their form from an animal to a human that had joined together to make a group. Instantly, she knew she would have to check it out, not wanting to be lonely anymore. Days of pain and loneliness made her want company rather than solitude for one of the rare times in her life. She wanted to be with others who could help fight against such species if needed, so she could be part of taking them down and making them pay. However, this was not the time to do so. She would wait until they defied the Mora or caused havoc. That is, if she joins the Mora. Zathura eyed her surroundings, sitting straight and proud. She began to wonder what rank she could have. She would prefer the highest rank she could have, but would not object to anything placed upon her. If anything, she would work her way up the chain. She froze, smelling a scent coming closer and growing stronger. She knew that the owner of the smell must have already noted there was someone sitting just outside their border. Silently, she prepared herself for a fight if she was rejected and attacked. Kneading nervously, she glanced up, the aroma of a feline apparent in her nostrils. She stood her ground uncomfortably as the feeling of another accompanied her own. After being alone for so long, it was unusual to be just feet away from someone. Her strong eyesight helped her see in the dark as a cat stepped out into the moonlight, gazing at Zathura. Whether it was the infamous ‘Willow’ that now led the Mora and gave her the strength to do what she had done in the building full of tests and scientists, she had no idea. However, even meeting the female Calico cat once in her life would satisfy her. This time didn’t have to be now. Blinking, the Kitsune turned all her attention to the creature that would accept her or turn a cold shoulder to her.

Replies are gonna be short and quick. Apologies, ma'am.

Ivy dusted his orbs in a glimmering natural color, casting the sun's clarity amongst his broad, strong shoulders like as if the sunlight formed best by only hugging his most prestine features. A single rose played delicately between his thin, lengthy piano playing fingers, turning gracefully as his body shaded it with his opposing side. He stood at her doorstep, tracing his gaze slowly over the corners and structure most commonly known as the Queen's cottage. They had spent many days together, in yet still the dryness in his throat of becoming nervous always seemed to know how to return at the worst of times. Taking one step, he held up the rose and stuck it gently under the material of his sweatshirt . He drew a long sigh and smiled at the ground, lifting his head high for his rank and balling his hand into a fist. His intentions were to knock, asking if he could stay for a chat, but a scent pulled him away to no longer take anther step near the house. Instead he looked over his shoulder, not out of fear, but curiosity. Connor squinted his eyes in suspicion, backing away and turning around, but quickly reminding himself of the flower. As the man placed it down on the welcoming mat, he knocked on the wooden entrance and quickly made a break for it towards the border. He bit his lip while looking back at the door as he ran . He sighed. Perhaps later, he hoped.

Shifting in mid-run, the man's body easily turned into a small domestic feline on four paws. His black ears and white ringed tail were still intact, but rather more to the size of a large alley cat. Connor was pretty big for a Tom cat, and proud of it mostly, though it never matters much. He had no competition, there were a rare amount of Nekos left it seemed. Kitsunes and Inus joined every day, but not one like him or the Queen, sadly. He shook his small, apple shaped head and scattered on through the tall grasses that lined the kingdom village. A figure in the distance, more feminine smelling made him slow down and approach her quietly from the shadows. He pawed up to her at a safe distance, shifting back to his human suit so that he did not come off as being weak in his other form. Kitsunes were sneaky creatures, he knew better on how to deal with them now. Besides, after everything, he feared close to nothing now. " Welcome to the Mora kingdom, ran graciously by our Magesty, Queen Willow the beautiful. I am Connor, a proud Noble of her ranks and dearest friend." His arm tucked across his stomach as he bowed, showing the madame his elegance and higher rank with a simple welcome, " You come to my Queen's borders seeking a haven, a shelter and acceptance. Proove to me why I should allow my trust in letting you cross the divising line to become one with us." Connor said with a crooked, boyish grin, his eyes shimmering their dark olive as they twinkled over the woman's face.

[That’s fine. I apologize if mine get a bit short some times; I’ve been lacking muse lately.]

Her eyes were directed to the side as a male cat approached her. She stood completely still, watching him awkwardly as the feline’s body shifted into a tall, handsome male. He had black hair with sparkling green eyes as she couldn’t help but gaze at him in awe as he held authority, as well as kindness. She realized, despite the unusual feeling of being in human form, she let her muscles change shape into a lean female, the white fur disappearing from all but her tail and ears which stayed visible. She dipped her head politely, tilting it back up to listen to the words that flowed from his mouth like honey. When he spoke of Queen Willow, her breath caught in anticipation. So this was the correct place where she was supposed to be. The now-discovered name of Noble Connor drifted from his mouth and she smiled gently at what he was waiting to hear about her. It was time for her to join a new home with a new family. However, it did surprise her slightly that this male knew she was going to join; for all he knew, she was here for any other reason. I am Zathura Lozier. You are correct in the sense that I am here to join the Mora Kingdom. It is difficult for one to make another trust them in mere words, but I will attempt to do so. She paused for a moment, her head tilted slightly, deep in thought. She spoke slowly, contemplating her words before they escaped the confines of her mouth. I am not one to lie, as I think it is a terrible thing to do. So when I say I will be loyal and stick by the side of the Mora who need me, I am speaking the truth. I will do what is required and asked by those higher than me, and I will never stop protecting my new family – if I am accepted. She gazed at him, her words ringing true in the slight darkness. She wouldn’t disappoint this Neko if he accepted her. She braced herself for the question he would ask her, if he were to ask her about rank. She had an idea of what she wanted, hoping she would get the highest available rank upon joining; Maston, then work up even higher. Over time she would try and prove herself to the Queen, as well as all the others. She went quiet, listening to what he had to say next.

And soon the image of the little white fox vanished, remaining that of a beautiful maiden with glimmerjng blue hues and blonde waves cascading along her slim shoulders. She was thin and toned perfectly in all the most eye catching areas. But the Noble dared not to bat an eye in those directions, for his loyalty was to of only the Queen's and the vagabond deserved respect for her looks, rather than them being taken advantaged by his sight. He looked at her straight on, slightly lower for she was smaller, training his black ears to turn towards her words of importance. Connor tilted his head high, keeping his arms behind his back like as if the Majesty's presence was within the proximity.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Lady Zathura. I do not expect perfection, but I only ask for one to do their best when joining our numbers. If you so wish to find a home here, I would be more than welcome to accept you here and now." He kept a steady level of eye contact as his view reigned upon hers. She was delicate, but strong, much like the Queen, a trait he had always admired in women. Nodding, he held out his hand in a kind gesture to shake hers in an official welcome, "It is sudden, but I here by trust you with the duties that you will serve. Do not dare in crossing or breaking this gift I have granted you with, for you may enter our lands, m'lady..." He smiled kindly down at her and kissed the back of her hand, pressing the soft skin upon her knuckles with his plush lips before allowing it to slip from his fingers. He backed up and bowed his head, "Welcome, Maston Zathura." He lastly said, a boyish grin spreading across his features while the end of his tail flicked just above the ground.

change your name to Maston Zathura after you post back to this.