It was a cold evening. The girl was lost and confused. Voices filled her head as they argued over which path to take next...
Evanthe- "I think we should just stay where we a-"
Arete- "Shut up you piece of wasted flesh!"
The girl shook her head from side to side. Each long motion rocking her body.
Evanthe- "I... I a.. am s..s..sorry."
Arete- "I said be quiet! I have to think. How about we get closer to the edge of that ravine..."
The young female ventured closer to the drop. Pale blue orbs peered down into the icy abyss below. A shiver ran down her spine, but it was soon met with a cruel smirk upon her lips as Arete began to speak.
Arete- "See? Isn't that nice? Look at the endless void below. See how it beckons you. It would be better if you take one more step in... and down, down, down you will fall. All your worries will fade away, and you shall be at piece forever. Go on... just a little closer... closer... closer."
Evanthe- "I don-"
Callia- "Eve quick! Just a little more! They are after us... Do you want another beating? Eve just go!"
Arete- "Yes, listen to Callia. She is smart... very smart indeed. Just lean down and fall forward. It's simple my dear..."
Evanthe stared into the easy answer of piece. It seemed so simple. Perhaps she should listen to Arete for once. Maybe it was the right decision. Just a little fall, then everything would be alright... yeah, alright.

"Talk" Walk He was finally a year old. Which meant he could finally go out on his own! The only catch? He just had to let his uncle know when he was leaving and the general direction he was going. Y'know, just in case something happened. It seemed to be a nice day, and he bounded along in complete excitement. Tongue hung from his jaws, eyes sparkled with delight, long bounding steps were carefree as he charged out into the wilderness. By himself. His body tingled with exhilaration at this newfound freedom! His whole young life he was always accompanied by an adult...er, well...his uncle, anyway. And recently, Rhyme on a couple occasions. But now he was free to go where he wanted without a chaperone! And the world was now at his fingertips. He didn't know exactly where he was going. He just went in one direction and before he knew it, he was climbing the cliffs near Abaven. It was a good first start, right? Baby steps. He probably could have gone a lot further, but just a small part of him was hesitant. He would start slow. Closer to home. And then he'd work his way further out until he was confident enough to handle himself. He just...needed to learn a few more things before he did that. The growing male climbed to the top of the cliffs, walking dangerously close to the edge as the sea wind tugged his fur. Ignis felt fearless! Then again, he always did. He wasn't afraid of anything. At least, that's what he told himself. As he neared the point of the cliff, ears twisted to and fro as the wind carried a voice to him. His head turned pretty fast to try and see who it was, the boy being really curious and all. He didn't immediately see anyone though, and briefly wondered if it was his imagination. He continued his dangerous little game of toe the line, and then he heard it again. Crimson gaze searched, and up a little way, he saw her. An ebony female standing pretty close to the edge, and for some reason...it made him a little apprehensive. Him toeing the line of potential death was one thing, but what was she doing? He began to move towards her, slowly at first, until he was able to sort of creep closer. "Hey! You should be careful y'know," He stopped a couple of yards from her, muscles in his legs ready to move if she ended up falling or...well, the thought of her jumping didn't come to mind. But he was ready just in case she accidentally fell or something.

Evanthe let her head lean down. Her body weight had begun to tilt forward as well. However, a voice rose above the insane voices within her head. Immediately, the young woman was in her right mind again. Pale, blue orbs moved to the side, and her head followed. A boy with a fiery pelt stood near her. Evanthe blinked for a few moments before she registered what he had said. The ebony fae turned her head back towards the cliff edge. Slowly, she began to back away and shook her head. "You are right," she replied. "I shouldn't have liste..." she paused. Evanthe knew how others looked at her when they figured out she was not just one wolf, but multiple inside one. "Uhm," she searched for words as her attention returned to the stranger. "I'm Evanthe, who might you be?" she asked tilting her head. It then dawned on her that he had most likely saved her life. However, she was not about to pledge her service to him at a time like this. A first meet was not a good time.

"Talk" Walk He took a couple of steps forward before she turned around, you know... just in case she fell forward or something, he would rush in and try to grab her before she was too far gone. Luckily, she backed away from the cliffs edge and turned towards him. He let go of the breath he wasn't aware he was holding in, glad he didn't have to watch someone fall to their death. She was young, close to his age if he had to guess. What was she doing so close to the edge? His guess was she liked to test fate, just like he was doing before he found her. Head cocked to the side a bit when she started saying she shouldn't have... listened? He guessed? Whatever the case, he offered a smile. "My name is Ignis. Nice to meetcha Evanthe!" He approached her, moving until he was peering over the edge of the cliff. The wind tugged at his fur as he noted how far down it was. That would have been one messy drop..."It's pretty high up here, but a good view huh?" He turned to glance at her, his ever present smile plastered to his face.