Oh no, not at all! Your anatomy did not fail, but instead she looks great!

I love the idea of two extreames (Lupis-Equine) coming together like this.

The last of your clan? That's too bad. And just who is the Coldfire clan? Do forgive my ignorance! I am new to these parts.

Anthony Ficton

well thank you! ^.^ lol yes i dont really remember what inspired me to combine them lol. I am still working on their background story. i developed a basic one but never got around to putting in the nitty gritty details lol.


Lol its ok! We were not very well known so i am not surprised that you do not recognize the name :) We were a small pack(or clan if you prefer) that lived in the woods around Smith Lock Lake. My brother and I are actually new to this area as well. We have been roaming around since we left Smith Lock after the terrible tragedy that took the rest of our clan away from us....

"Really? Myself I am up here to work, finding a job whereever I can. Times are tough in parts south of here."

"What happen to your family in, what did you call it? Smith Lock?"

"Yes. Really? Hmm...times seem to be tough most of the places we have traveled through. Smith Lock, yes, its a small lake in the far north. Not many people down this way know about it. They were murdered by a creature that escaped from an old testing facility in the next valley over. We had been told that the facility had been abandoned 20 years before my family arrived in Smith Lock. But as I am sure you have more important things to attend to I shall not bore you with my life story. I must say tho that you are the friendliest chap I have met as of yet in the area!"

(Bows slightly)

“Ah, well I should introduce myself. One tends to forget manners my dear when one has traveled too far from home. I am Anthony. Currently a near vagabond, but a gentleman vagabond nonetheless.”

(Straightens up to full height and smiles)

“At your service Ms... what did you say your name was Ms?”

(blushes slightly) "Oh yes please forgive my rudeness for not introducing myself! I am Pheona. It is a pleasure to meet you Anthony." (smiles kindly)

(Anthony extends his hand as if to shake yours, yet his palm is up and slightly cupped, rather than flat and sideways.)

`Tis a pleasure to me you Miss Pheona... I assume it is "Miss" Pheona Coldfire, not "Mrs" Pheona Coldfire?

(Pheona offers 'hand' and smiles warmly) Pleasure is all mine Mr. Anthony. Yes as of yet it is Miss. But if you would like you may call me simply Pheona.

"Indeed I should like to call you simply Pheona."

(Gently takes your hand and lifts it to his lips while leaning forward. Gently pressing a small kiss upon the back of your hand he releases it and with a smile that soon fades to seriousness he says,)

"My apologies about the death of your family. Might I enquirer about this... creature you mention Mam? What possibly could have done so much harm to you and your clan? I do not doubt you, but it all seems a bit fantastic Mam.

I know whatever happen must be painful for you to recount, but I am a writer by nature and by trade. Though I will do any sort of work to feed myself, I should prefer to be a successful writer. Mr. Samuel Clemens is a particular hero of mine. I do love his style. But I digress my dear Pheona. I should like very much to document your story. I assume the authorities have interviewed you endlessly, but if you could stand one more recounting, I should like to submit your story into the local paper hereabouts.

I should think that if your story were common knowledge I should have heard it by now. Would you be opposed to sharing the story now that its over and the creature is dead? I assume the creature is dead Mam?"

(smiles briefly before nodding and motions to a couple of nearby stools) I would be happy to tell you my story, but first may i buy you a drink? It is a rather long story. There are some details that i will regretfully have to leave out for if the creators of the creature found out about my brother and i they would undoubtedly hunt us down as I am convinced that what happened to us was not an accident.
(gives a meaningful look)

(We move to a table far enough away from the door or windows where we can see anyone coming or going. We sit, I pull out a notepad and pen and then say,)

"Well Pheona, why don't you start with who your family is... or rather was. I suspect the real shock of what you have experianced has yet to strike you. I have seen others who have seen death before, close up and personal and I can tell, you have not dealt with that yet. So if something suddennly strikes you as emotional, too painful or if something is personal and you want it left from my report to the paper, please speak up. I will strike it from the final articale.

Further if you say something you feel can be traced back to you personaly, feel free to tell me to leave that out. When I am all done, I shall destroy the notes, so you won't have to fear anything, alright?"

(smiles and nods, orders 2 beers from the waitress then waits for her to leave before beginning.)
"I ordered you a beer too i hope that is alright."(smile fades replaced by a more serious expression) Well as you already know my brother and i are Lupus-Equines. Our mother was full wolf and our father was a lupus-equine. When our father took our mother as his mate she was banished from her family and forced to move in with our father and his family who all loved her. Well anyways my brother and i came along and things were wonderful. Well about 7 years ago our father's only brother was killed in a hunting accident which is why our parents and grandparents decided it was time to move the clan someplace more peaceful. So that is how we arrived at Smith Lock, a friend of the family had told us about a large parcel of land right on the edge of the lake. it was big enough for us to build a decent sized house for us as well as a small apartment off the side of the main house for my grandparents. I am sure you are not really interested in all of this for your story but i felt i should give you a little background information before i get to the event so that you would not be lost as to who was all involved."(pauses as the waitress returns with the drinks giving you a chance to catch up with the writing)

(I finish writing notes and look up from the pad of paper expectantly, your cue to continue with your story.)

[sorry its been so long since I responded...I have been really busy trying to find a job and a place to live so I haven't logged on in a while...] (nods, sighs and then continues) It was a few years ago that the tragedy happened. The day started out like any other. Gerard and I decided to go out for a short hunt that morning just the two of us so we could talk. We had been gone for a few hours when we started heading for home. We had just come into view of our land when we noticed smoke in the direction of our house. Luckily we had remained in our feral forms we were able to make it to the house much faster. But even so we were too late to save them. As we came into view of the house we saw it was already ablaze, my brother cried out and started for the house but instantly froze in his tracks as a huge monstrosity rounded the corner of the house. It seemed to be some kind of dragonoid creature but was completely devoid of any kind of emotions or intelligence. It had been bred for one purpose, to destroy anything in its path without remorse. It rushed us, reaching where we stood in a matter of seconds. It attacked Gerard first, with a swipe of its claw it tossed him, like a rag doll, a few feet to the side. I took the opportunity as it turned to go after him, to make my move. I pounced from behind and started clawing and biting at the back of its neck. I wasnt able to break through it's scales and it reached up and grabbed me and threw me across our small yard.(pauses for a moment to take a sip from beer and to give you a chance to catch up)