to believe. - [open]

[pan]

i believe in miracles.

There was so much here that i did not agree with in fact i hated most of it. The Rings, The Bestia, the sheer brutality. But there was a single thing that united us in our hatred something that united each of the Rings and Bestia alike. The Menagerie. The Keepers, and all those who came to have fun at our expense. It wasn't fair and it was inhumane, some of us knew some of those who came to stare, gawk like we were freaks. How would they feel if we pointed out we knew who they were, breifly i wondered what their reaction would be. They would not like it, yes ... i already knew that.

Amber eyes glowed eerily in the darkness for this was the one time i could be myself, without prying eyes, for the Menagerie was peaceful at nighttime and as such it was usually when i made my debue out into this makeshift world. There was a shimmer of a smirk upon my pale lips and it had almost etched into the form of a sneer, though it was only my thoughts that projected this image. For i was alone, always alone and terrified of anybody finding out why it was i pursued them so. They would find it freaky, strange even, to be considered a freak by freaks, you knew you were a particular type of oddity. My mind was wandering, looking for someone in the darkness, someone who i knew, who would not mind my presence. For most within the FallenRing seemed to find my presence .. daunting in a way, not because i was frightning, no ... for i was loyal to the Ring i served. But because my temperment was more malicious than others, i guessed it was for this reason they hastened away. But i tried to reign it in, tried to control it ... simply that it did not always work that way.

"And where is Skye?" I muttered to myself, my voice hazey in the darkness. It seemed that these days, that question was ever in my mind. For though i searched over and over, i could never find her. I was worried yes. But what could i do? She was always here, and though i was an apt leader when i needed to be, i had never desired the Alpha position, her position. For i would be a power hungry leader, the FallenRing was best left in the hands of one who would be gentle and yet firm. Those were not my hands, which was fueling my desire to have her back, and quickly too. Otherwise, i was clueless as to what could happen.

[Skye [RIP]]

Jaw was clenched rather tight with a pale face and she was sure her knees would buckle right out from underneathe her. The night was simply sultry, driving her a little crazy. She just couldn't get enough of It lately. It kept her sane. It tamed the monster that only she could identify as herself. Such a carefully concealed secret probably sent suspicions every time she went missing just to quench her thirst for sanity. She wanted to be normal, as cliche' as that sounded. When she felt her breaths coming in rasps, her eyes shrunk to slits, and her nails felt like ripping the skin off the closest victim....she didn't feel very...

Human. Her small form quivered animalistically as she locked her gaze on a searching Fallenring member. Ah. The new Beta. Of course, she didn't think the girl should be spending her time looking for Skye. She should very well be doing things to help the ring and not herself. Ah, well. She was new. Skylar shook her shoulders, anticipating, and then moved quickly and gracefully like a cat. Her breath came up in small, shallow clouds and her long, dark hair framed her pale face. The most extraordinary thing about her was her pale, blue eyes. They held an immense power to them.

"Closer then you think." Her soft, feminine voice sang gently. In one moment all of her discomforts seemed to snap away with in a second. A fake smile was plastered naturally on her face and bright eyes lied of sweet contentment that could never stay with in her small but restless body. She wasn't sure what exactly the Beta wanted, and she spoke no further words to indicate curiousity. She simply waited and figured she'd find out. After all...how hard could it be?

Oh, beautiful actress.

[pan]

Shadows are the one thing i could not stand in my human form, it was something i coped better with as a panther. I didn't know why that was, in fact i didn't know why most things were as they were. But i was braver in my Panther form, perhaps that was because i was more intimidating, few would bother to pick a fight with a full grown panther. But when they saw a skinny, average height female? Well, they would not think twice. But i had not been in the FallenRing for very long, for though i had been in the Menagerie for little over a year i had never really sought to belong anywhere, preferring to stalk out other members of the group to quell my silent need for companionship. I did not deny it was weird, but it entertain the Watchers, and at that stage in my life, surviving had been my only need, i could have dealt with all else as long as i was alive. Now? Well now i was Beta of a Ring and still unsure what that title entailed, apparently i was a good leader, apparently i had a quick thinking mind. This may be true, but leading a Ring i scarcely knew? It was one thing that i hesitated. Hesitation was not good in a place like this.

Suddenly a voice made me spin. "Shi- ..." Already i was crouched, ready to morph into my panther form and attack whatever danger this might be. But in this period, i had been granted time to register the voice that spoke this, though i had heard it very few times during my time in the FallenRing, i knew it well. "You caught me off gaurd." My simply explanation was in a hidden bitter voice, i forced the smile upon my lips, though the darkness hid the strain upon my face. I straightened from the low crouch i had adapted, and my amber eyes stared at the Alphess with mingled amazement and awe, for i did not often get caught off gaurd, but then ... i was not often alone in the darkness. The darkness hid many things, and though my odd eyesight gave me better sight at night, i did not see the strain in her own smile. I did not notice the palid shimmer of a lie within her eyes. Things which, well i normally saw in the daylight hours.

An awkward silence overcame us, and my mind whirled, thinking of something to say that would brake this situation. Part of me knew she must wonder why i was out here, searching for her instead of assisting with the matters of the FallenRing, but what matters? And who was i assisting, the fact was that unless there was some dire emergancy, i did not know how to help my Ring. All i had was maliciousness and cruelty, those i tried to hard from the greater part of the FallenRing, but that was what i relied upon as a Beta. Perhaps Skye could help me? She would know what to do ... well, of course she would know. She was the Alpha.

[Skye [RIP]]

Smile didn't fade but widened crazilly when the girl spun around and crouched down defensively. Skye's brilliant eyes stared down the moment powerfully and unmoving, unphased by this girl's surprise. However, when the Beta stood up, Skye's eyes followed by looking up at the four inches that towered over her. Even with this difference, she looked like she completely didn't notice. An aura of authority still protected her shape, looking as if perhaps she was really bigger and stronger than anyone else even in this petite body. There was no doubt she probably was either. Skylar listened to the excuse emotionlessly and grinned as the silence took over. She heard something before. I can't break the silence because it's breaking me. Her and Shiloh used to listen to alot of music. That was something she held on to. Shame she hadn't seen the Delta boy around much.

Real shame... She knew of Pan's morphing ability being a panther. It rather fit and it was hard to miss. Ironic, hm. It was like the way Skye's own appearances fit her morphing ability, but she knew no one would put the rather microscopic pieces together. Her teeth were small and sharp in human form and her skin was a pale white with raven hair. Her T-shirt was black with a striped long sleeve under it. The stripes, of course, were white with black. No one really knew of her abilities yet, and she knew how that could probably increase the doubt amoungst the ring. But they had to have faith in her. She rather preferred not to morph, but she couldn't let them know that it was for a deeper reason that what she spoke of.

She wanted to keep the peace. Yes. And she could do that by defending and not offending. But she didn't have any connection with her animal the way everyone had with their's. It was like something went wrong when she was being tested. All she felt inside of her was a complete beast. A monster. And she'd morphed before, but she never felt like herself. She felt like something else had taken over her...and she didn't want to hurt anybody. That was it.

I don't want to hurt anyone.

So she was afraid of herself if anything. The Carnaring itself didn't even phase her. No. It was her own power that was manifesting itself. And yet. She knew how to supress it completely. There was still always that phrase that said if you bottle your anger it'll all come out at once. Of course she worried about that too. Seeing as the Beta still hadn't said anything, she relaxed herself more, that friendly smile never leaving. "I assume the scouts are amoung the borders and the hunters have fed the whelps." She said, as if there were no doubt the duty had been done. "Any trespassers recorded with in the past 24 hours?" She mentioned swiftly, hinting the Beta to let on the information rather than standing there thoughtlessly.