Zoe was flying with her black wings. She spotted the village from afar. When she was young she had stayed here for about a week. She was only passing by...She had been in Imythess before she came here to stay, though not for long.

Zoe landed in the central square, and immediatly started walking. She did not wish to make a big scene...she knew how cold the people here could be. The wings gently slid into her back, and the clothing mended where there were holes from it. Instantly blood seeped through her shirt (it slices the skin to pull with wings back), but Zee Zee was so used to the pain, that she was not aware of it. She started to browse through shops, caved in her own thoughts.

Zin wandered through the slowly darkening streets, though it wasn't dark enough to keep her from seeing a figure land right in the center of town, and start walking.

She watched in open-mouthed shock, a dumfounded look visible on her features, as the figure continued on, it's wings disapearing into it's back. She paused, hesitating, then strode towards the figure-that couldn't be blood! ...could it?-and fell into step beside it-her, it was a her-staring at her with a look of shock. "...Hello?" She was quiet for a few moments. "...did you know you're bleeding?"

Zoe looked at this person with amazement. She almost went into openmouthed shock."um..hello..." This stranger had been the first to point out that she was bleeding. No one else cared about anyone but themselves...Noone cared if a complete stranger walked the streets and was bleeding.

Though the streets were darkening, Zoe could make out the person beside her. Zoe had very well night vision. Most of her life she spent in the dark, and it was her faverite time of day. She also ate alot of carrots.

Zoe almost giggled at the girls question. Zoe craned her neck to peer at what she could see of her back, and shrugged. She looked back at the girl. "Well I couldn't feel the blood...I guess im used to it. But I assumed that it was, it always does after I retracked the wings." Zoe attempted a smile. She stopped herself before going into the full history.

"...Really..." One of the half-elf's eyebrows arched questioningly, and her red-tinged eyes held obvious disbelief and just the smallest bit of anger, as she knew that it couldn't be the truth, it was fairly easy to feel blood dripping down your back.

It didn't have to be your own blood either, it just had a sickening feel, dripping down, slowly drying to leave a reddish stain on the skin.

Her features, went a little threatening for a split second, as she realized that the person had to be lying to her. Sure, they might not notice that much...but surely people had asked!

There had to be some real reason the girl-She spotted the ears, and noted that, like herself, the girl was of elvish blood-wasn't telling her.

Maybe she just didn't want to.

Zin half-shut her eyes, still keeping pace with Zoe, a cold, distant look slipping onto her features, and she nearly ran into a local, passing through the streets on their way.

Other than shooting her a small glare, the stranger did nothing.

This only deepened Zin's worry, and the unsettling thought that not everyone cared all that much...She shook off the feeling abrubtly, a scowl fixing itself on her face.