Aviva

Aviva laid on the shore of the lake, halfway in the water. Her light, pale crystal blue eyes contrasted greatly with her pure black body as she stared out at the water. Her mother had just been killed. Her father was a crazy bastard who drove White Feathers out of her former home. Aviva was the result of a battle between Nicholas and White Feathers, and White Feathers lost. That's how Aviva came to be. She was her mother's punishment for not leaving when she was told to.

And now her mother was dead. She'd never see her again. Aviva used to play here with her siblings. That had come to an end. There was no more sunshine for Aviva. With a sigh, the black wolf hybrid rested her head on the cold sand.

Kibas

The large hybrid's sides heaved as he trotted along the lake's edge, light hazel eyes reflecting the half frozen water that lapped at the snowy shore. Kibas' fur was soaked all over with the exception of his head, which was still half dried, even after his little run in with the river just a moment earlier. There was already bits of ice forming slowly in his fur, but thankfully his winter coat was plenty for him and he still managed to feel the slightest bit of warmth.

He moved with a lanky stride, head level with his sloping shoulders and tail waving above his rump. His blackened face was contorted in irritation and obvious anger as he stalked along the frosted sands. He was barely even paying attention to anything around him at this point, and as a result, almost came to trip over a large stone sticking from the gravel. If it wasn't for that piece of rock, he wouldn't have noticed the black hybrid just ahead of him. He stopped abruptly and flashed his fangs a moment. A brow was raised in a curious manner before he gave off a gruff bark to her, though was ready to defend himself if she was another one of those crazy canines he always had a habit of running into.

Aviva

Aviva was freezing. She didn't care. She'd be better off dead anyway. She raised her head when she heard the bark. "Hello?" The hybrid called out, her voice a bit shaky from all the sobbing she had been doing.

Kibas

Kibas watched the other canine with a wary gaze, though it appeared that she was too unhappy to do much besides cry. At least, that's what it sounded like she had been doing when her shaky voice reached his pricked ears. He was indeed very curious, but had never been one to really say much when others were down. Uncertain, he gave his pelt a brisk shake and took a cold seat on the same sand she rested on. "Hello." he replied, figuring to not get off to a bad start. That was when her scent reached his nostrils which were now lightly flaring. There was something about her that was oddly familiar, yet he couldn't quite place a paw on it.

Aviva

Aviva's blue eyes were fixed on Kibas. She had never seen him around here before. She climbed out of the freezing water, shivering, and dripping wet. She shook herself off and sat on the cold, dry sand, staring at Kibas with a melancholy expression. "Who are you?" Aviva asked, a bit nervous at first.

Kibas

Kibas continued to sit there, rather relaxed despite the cold nipping beneath his layer of fur and giving him a rather uncomfortable chill. He shrugged it off, though. The urge to find out who this fae was outweighed any urge to find shelter and get warmed up. He was even a bit concerned, for whatever reason he'de have. "I am Kibas." was all he said at first, pausing. "Who are you?" he asked back, raising a brow. Was she trying to catch herself a sickness or something?

Nekura

Nekura walked along the sandy shore on this cold, gray, afternoon. She spotted The two hybrids, sitting side-by-side. Nekura glanced at them but turned her attention elsewhere. She sat a few yards away from them. Staring at the rolling waves. Lost in thought.