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Idrial waited silently in the oak tree tree that loomed over the clearing, the sky was clouded with dark masss of clouds that blackened that sky. One certain stars could be seen through the clouds and a New Moon lurked behind the blanket of clouds. A light breeze whistled through the night, her orange eyes peered through the darkness, her black clock concelled her making her one with the darkness. Trained in the Art Of Silence and Stealth she had mastered the skills to make her a worthy assaian.
What was even more brillant was the wolf blood that travelled through her viens, making her sight, smell, taste, reflexes and hearing 10 X more powerful than any ordinary Human, Elf and many more making her a double threat, what was even more brilliant was her ability to shape shift into any creature she has seen with her eyes. Although she wasn\'t any shape-shifter she was an Elemental Shape-Shifter, a being from the time in the womb to her very birth. Able to control the elements, Earth, Air, Fire, Water and Spirit; She was truly of a kind.
She sniffed the air lightly looking any traces of change in the wind, there was something faint that lingered in the wind. She took another slight smell to find it had gotten stronger, the smell burned her nostrils as she could smell dead flesh approuching. It soon eased as she got use to the smell, she was use to smelling sweet live flesh not decaying musty dead. Although she had to remeber there would be no voilence bewteen them, she was abided to stick to the rules unless he attacked fisrt she would defend herself.
As the smell increased her guard little by little, she had to be cautious for Idrial she didn\'t know how he would react. What worried her was he would attack at anytime but hoped he would keep his vow. She made the exception of using majick but not for voilent tendancies, she had made that exception. But with any mission there was always risks and those risks could not just shrugged off like others her body wouldn\'t simply allow it her wolf intincts nine times out ten kicked in, her other ten percent was up to her to focus and keep the wolf in her in check with her human side. The logical side of her, the irrational side was her wolf side both were always battling eachother. Sometimes she lost her battle and turned into the beast that raged inside, sometimes she won by mere strength and dertimination.
Her eyes suddenly moved to a certian part of the clearing, she could see a small shadow approuch. Her eyes narrowed at the dark spot in the clearing getting bigger by the second, she wouldn\'t reveil herself until she was sure it was him. Reveiling herself any time sooner would jepordize the entire mission. She waited as he aprouched or if someone else was in the wrong place at the wrong time and she couldn\'t take that risk. She waited silently, like a wolf looking for easy prey.