**Fantasy**

"Welcome." I said, and sighed. "In answer to the first it's because I'm a fallen angel. Fluffy angels in heavy have white wings. To the second question I actually don't really know that..."

I decided that since they were talking about me anyway, I would make my appearance. I raced around and dropped from a tree in front of them. The girl flashed out a knife. "Relax, I'm not a Bounty Hunter. I just work for Bounty Hunters. You see, when a Bounty is large enough, I follow it and make sure that any Bounty Hunter going after it earns his pay."

"And there you go" I muttered. I honestly disliked this person. I saw Trista up ahead. She looked confused. "Welcome to my strange life"

I relaxed a little, but didn't put the knife away. I didn't like her appearing out of nowhere like that, it made me nervous. That thought fled my mind when I saw Trista though. I slid the knife back to it's hiding place and ran to her. She looked startled as I grabbed her into a hug. "What are you doing here?" She demanded. "You know me, crazy and adventurous." I noticed her meeting Shanes eyes with curiosity.

((Trista))
Reunion over and everything gathered up we were now on our way. I hung back to talk to Shane while Temora walked ahead for a bit. "You like her." I said. It was a statement, but the question was also implied.

I shrugged "Somethhing like that" I was glad the weird girl left. "how were you"

((Trista))
I shrugged. "Fine, sorry for being so..." I searched for a good word and gave in with the truth. "Pansyish earlier. It was totally lame of me." I gave a rueful grin.

I smilied. "It's ok." I slumped to the ground against a tree. I look up, the sky was starting to dim. "Perhaps we should get some sleep."

((Trista))
I glanced at the sky, it was getting darker. I leaned against another tree and slid down until I was sitting cross legged on the ground. "So, do you have any idea where we are going?" I asked him. "Or are we just following our noses?"

((Temora))
I was wondering the same thing. I sat down and against a third tree with my knees propped up in front of me. "That is an excellent question I think."

"Typically, I just wonder around, occasionally picking up work." I shrugged. "Is there anywhere you'd girls like to go?"

((Temora))
We both shook our heads. "I just figured I would ask since you have the human government out for your blood. We'll have to be careful." Said Trista. What had he done to upset the human government? I wondered.

"Yeah that..." I trailed off, looking at Temora. I just laughed not knowing what else to do. "They weren't so happy with the latest job I took up." I explained to Temora

((Temora))
"What did you do?" Curiosity, they say, killed the cat. Meow.

"I took a magical tracking device mechinism. I got paid to do it and I could keep it." I glanced up, my eyes lose in the dark sky. "I had a use in mind." My cat meowed and made me realize I had spaced out. "Hey." I murmered petting her.

Anything in parenthesis iis stuff that the other characters won't know.

Name: Galorn
Age: Looks 16 to 20ish
Race: Appears human
Description: Young with long black hair that looks kind of elvan with green eyes, though when he has an extreme emotion (sad, angry, ect) they look brown, he is usually dressed in medieval clothes
Personal: He is a loner, he doesn't show much emotion and will sometime just walk of and find a place to sit away from anyone for a long period of time
Magic: Fire and Lighting magic are his best, though he also seem to cast any magic back at the caster sometimes, (He has a hidden dagger in his tunic that can take in magic and be cast later, but it has a limit to how many.)
Other: Is skilled with a sword and sometimes uses a small shortsword/dagger in his left hand. (Always has a hidden dagger in his tunic).

((Sounds good.))
I got up to help her. I sat some done and was surpised to see my cat fetching wood. "Strange. She's normally a lazy bum."

((Oh and I shall think of how to incorprate you Marlo. Unless you had an idea in mind, which you're welcome to run by me.))

I laughed as I set my own pile down. "Well it is nice of her to help now. Thank you cat." I said.

"Yep." The cat meowed.
'You're welcome' the sound was voiced inside of Trista's head.

I gasped. "You can talk?" I pause, and glanced at Shane. "Hm, I don't know why I am so surprised. How can you talk tho? Is it magic or were you born that way?"

"Not exactly. I can only project my thoughts and ideas into the heads of others. With the execption of my master, Shane, only you can hear me. Magic I believe, I was also born this way. Natural for my kin of cats."
"You look like you've seen a ghost, and Temora's looking at you like your mad Trista."

I hadn't realized that only Shane and I could hear him. And Temora was looking at me strangely. "Sorry." I muttered, but I was laughing too. "Guess I have been in the woods alone too long." Temora rolled her eyes. "I told you that you needed people!" But she didn't comment farther than that.

So the cat could talk to Trista. Huh. that was pretty cool. I couldn't resist commenting on her social life though. It was just so easy! I wandered a little father away, almost out of sight of the others, but not quite, and started gathering wood there.

I laughed. "Isolation is a strange thing." I saw the cat stroll of in the direction that Temora walked away.

I jumped down and perched on the girl who went by Temora. 'I can also communicate with you. Or just about anyone. Oh, and I can read people's minds when I ever so choose. I typically work for Shane as a spy.'