Time passes much more quickly in Rohandor and many long and happy years have gone by since the characters retired to enjoy their respective 'happily ever afters,' their greatest foes were imprisoned in the Forever Stone, bound in an eternal sleep. Until Now.
Happily Ever Afters takes place in Rohandor, a mystical realm on another plane of existence from our own. Here our favorite Disney heroes and villains live in a world all their own; Alive, but far from well. Heroes and heroines fight to keep peace while newly freed villains seek their revenge. Come join us in an epic adventure as the characters you love clash in a struggle that will determine the fate of Rohandor!
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Nervously, Tod paced back and forth in the narrow alleyway like a cat in a room full of rocking chairs. Every noise he heard caused him to flinch. His fluffy white chest heaved up and down as he panted, tired from his exertion.
He'd darted into the alleyway after having sped across a street and startling a man who'd been out with his dog. If he'd been a moment slower, he would've been mowed down under one of the countless cars driving down the street. Everywhere he looked there were cars, bright lights, and people. The unnatural lights lit up the night sky. This place was much busier -- and nosier -- then even the fairgrounds he'd visited with Copper as a cub. At least the fair had actually been fun.
The completely unfamiliar sights and sounds of his strange new environment were unsettling to put it mildly. And the fact that he seemed to have been separated from Vixey wasn't helping things any. Was she here too? He hoped she was safe wherever she was. He needed to figure out where he was and get back home.
Only minutes ago Tod had been wandering the preserve. The wilderness territory, which was protected from hunters, took up a lot of land, and even now he still hadn't seen everything. Big Mama had told him that it'd be wise for him to explore if he was going to be living there permanently, but had warned him to be careful. That was Big Mama, looking out for him since he was little. Jauntily, he'd reassured the great horned owl that he was always careful, especially now that he no longer had to worry about Amos Slade gunning for him. He and Vixey had left the den they shared and set out together. The pair had been walking alongside a stream talking until... something happened. Tod still didn't quite understand what that something was. All he knew was that everything had been perfectly fine before a subtle change entered the air. The poor fox was completely unaware of the fact that he'd stumbled onto a portal, which was responsible for bringing him to the middle of the city.
"Raspberries." He mumbled to himself, ears plastered flat against his head and an unhappy expression on his face as he stared out of his hiding place. Tod was all for a change of scenery, but kinda wanted it to happen on his own terms. This was too much.
OOC: Hope you don't mind, but I made the thread open in case someone wanted to have another Gargoyles character show up. XD
Last Edit: Jan 31, 2014 19:40:03 GMT -5 by Deleted
Angela was enjoying the night to herself. She was still patrolling, yes, but tonight, Goliath had sent them out singly, to cover more ground. If they needed backup, they would send a signal back to Lex, who was staying in the Eyrie building tonight, monitoring any distress calls.
So far, the night had been uneventful, which was certainly a good thing. There was too much that could happen, nowadays, for any of them to let their guards down. Angela, especially, had to keep her eyes out for Demona.
She sincerely hoped that her mother would come around, eventually, to see that not all humans were bad. If she could, then she could stay with the clan.
....or probably not, considering the dynamic between Goliath and Elisa. Throwing Demona into that equation would make things ... more confusing than they were for Angela's father.
As much as she did love her mother, she recognized the fact that Demona and Goliath would not ever be together....and that was all right with her. Angela loved Elisa, too, and she made Goliath happy.
Well, for the most part. There was that whole thing of them not being able to actually be together. Angela just hoped that that wouldn't tear them apart. If that happened.....she wouldn't know what to do with herself.
Angela shook her head, trying to clear it of these thoughts. She couldn't afford to be distracted right now; she was on patrol!
Using her wings and the air currents, she glided to the top of a building, intending to take a breath and get her focus back before she took to the skies again.
The Gargoyle took a deep breath, gripping the building ledge with her talons. She closed her eyes for a long moment, and then opened them, looking down into the alley below.
And saw an animal that did not belong in the alley at all. It was ... a fox, she thought. What on earth was it doing in the heart of Manhattan?
Angela quickly climbed down the side of the building and approached the animal.
"You seem lost," she said kindly, not figuring that it could speak, but figuring it wouldn't hurt to speak to the fox anyway. "Are you all right?"
((OOC: That's perfectly fine! We can definitely see where it goes and snag someone else if we like. Or they can jump in, too! ))
Hearing peculiar sounds coming from somewhere above, Tod's eyes grew large, and he raised his head to better see what was responsible for them. Other then the dog he'd spotted earlier, he didn't know what kind of animals lived around here, and he didn't want to run into any cranky ones, like the old badger he'd encountered on his first night on his own.
Tod wasn't certain what he was looking at. Instinctively he lowered himself to the ground, eying the stranger warily, and braced to either fight or run.
The being in front of him looked an awful lot like a human woman, complete with long dark hair and a short white dress of some sort, except that her skin was the wrong color (soft purple, not peach or brown) and she had a tail and wings. She was no human, that much was certain. He'd never seen an animal like her before.
In spite of her strange appearance, her voice sounded kind and soothing to his ears as she addressed him, and nothing in her expression or the way she stood indicated she was hostile. The tenseness seeped out of his posture. If she'd wanted to hurt him, then she would've already attacked, right? He raised himself out of his crouched position.
"Not really." He honestly replied in response to her question. "Just what is this place?" With a jerk of his head, Tod gestured at their surroundings.
There hadn't been that many wild animals on Avalon, but Angela knew enough to recognize a defensive posture when she saw one. She didn't blame the fox for being afraid of her; he had probably never seen a Gargoyle and they could be intimidating on first glance.
She was quite pleased to see that, once she had talked to him, he relaxed. It was almost as though he had just been waiting to see whether or not she was friendly.
Angela certainly wasn't about to attack a wild animal that had done her no harm, especially when he seemed so .... out of place in the middle of Manhattan.
At the fox's question and the jerk of his head, Angela glanced around herself, even though she knew perfectly well where they were.
"This is Manhattan," she told him with a smile, "On the Isle of the Statue."
Folding her wings around her, Angela sat on the ground and tucked her legs up under her, to be more on the fox's level.
"I'm Angela," she introduced herself, smile still playing about her lips. "Is there anything I can do to help you?" she asked, expression turning from polite introduction to genuine concern.
If this poor creature was lost, then it was practically her duty to help him. Or at least, to help him become acclimated to the city. The Clan had been there for her when she'd first arrived in Manhattan, after all; it was only fitting that she be able to help another being.
"Manhattan?" Tod echoed, regarding the woman-shaped creature blankly. The name didn't ring no bells in his mind. And how on Earth had he wound up on an island (one that he'd also never heard of before)? He must've been a long way from home. He even still wasn't sure how it'd happened in the first place.
The whatever-she-was introduced herself as Angela before having a seat on the ground as Tod watched. Down there and with her wings held close to her body, she seemed smaller then before. Put at ease by her gesture, as well as the fact that it was easier to talk to her now since he didn't have to look up at her (she was a lot taller then any human he'd ever seen).
Now that he was sure he had nothing to fear from Angela, Tod was intrigued to learn more about his savior. He trotted closer, head raised as he scented the air. His nose conformed what he'd thought earlier -- Angela wasn't human, but she wasn't an animal either. "I hope you don't mind me asking, but what are you?" He didn't want to be rude, especially since Angela wasn't being unfriendly or anything to him, but she was one of the most remarkable creatures he'd ever seen before. The wings of a bat, skin that seemed to be smooth like a lizard's but minus the scales, humans features... she almost didn't seem to be real.
"Yes." Tod answered her with an eager nod, grateful to be getting some help. "I need to get back home. I was separated from my mate Vixey, I don't know if she's still back there or if she ended up here too!" A sense of dread struck him as he thought about Vixey being stuck here in this Manhattan place all alone. She probably was as scared as he had been.
Angela could tell that the fact that she had sat down had helped reassure Tod once more that she was friendly, that she wasn't going to hurt him.
He moved closer to her, which made Angela smile. Apparently, after he moved, though, he scented the air, trying to figure out what she was, it appeared to be.
Tod flat-out asked her what she was and Angela laughed.
"Oh, it's fine," she reassured him. She was used to the question by now, and Tod had asked it so politely that she wasn't offended at all.
"I'm a Gargoyle," Angela said proudly, sitting up a little straighter. She might not be nearly as proud as her mother, but being a Gargoyle was something to take pride in, to occasionally boast over. She didn't have anything against humans, but she would take being a Gargoyle any day.
At the mention of Tod's mate, Angela sobered instantly. "We'll find her, if she's here," she promised. No one should ever be separated from their mate, especially when they'd clearly had the courage to tell each other how they felt.
"What's she like?" Angela asked softly, interested. Maybe she could talk to Tod about Brooklyn. She couldn't exactly talk to any of the clan about it, and Elisa was too busy, nowadays. And she had to talk to someone.
"A gargoyle, huh?" Tod was a little embarrassed to admit it, but he'd never heard of a gargoyle before. Maybe there just weren't any from his neck of the woods. And he still wasn't sure if gargoyles were supposed to be humans or animals. She was wearing clothing though, so he guessed that she was just some new type of human he wasn't familiar with yet.
"Thank you, Angela." Tod replied, sending a grateful smile in her direction. He felt like he could believe her when she told him that she'd help him search for Vixey -- if Vixey was here anyways. It always felt good knowing that someone would be in his corner.
Prompted to talk about his mate, Tod did so. "Vixey? Oh, she's wonderful. You'd like her if you met her. She's the most beautiful fox you've ever seen. She's kind, and smart, and fun. She helped me adjust to living out in the forest." As he spoke, his face was overcome by a dreamy expression.
"You're quite welcome," Angela said with a smile. If there was one thing her clan was good at, it was helping people (or in this case, animals) in need. It was part of what made the Manhattan Clan such a unique group of Gargoyles. Well, that and the fact that they were among the last Gargoyles in this country, it seemed.
As far as Angela knew, there were no longer Gargoyles in their home country of Scotland, which was saddening, really. There was the London Clan, though, which wasn't too far from Scotland. She wanted to go visit the land of her forefathers, at some point, when Avalon wasn't sending her on a mystical trip to place after place after place.
But she was getting off track. Returning her mind to the matter at hand, Angela stood up, smiling down at Tod.
"Vixey certainly sounds wonderful," she agreed. "Though, I've never seen a fox until today!" And whatever Tod thought of himself, he was certainly a beautiful creature. His Vixey had to be something quite special to cause that dreamy expression in Tod's eyes.
Angela couldn't help but sigh as she thought about Brooklyn. She just wished she and Brooklyn could have what Tod and Vixey had. It was obvious how much Tod loved his mate, and if Angela admitted it to herself, she was jealous.
Oh, she was happy for Tod and Vixey, but she was jealous, too. But she couldn't let that stand in the way of helping Tod.
"I know someone who can help us," Angela said, smiling at Tod once more. "Will you come with me? We can ask him if he knows of any places a fox might want to go in this city." She knew that the clan was still wary of Xanatos, but right now, he would be the best person to ask for help.
Still wearing that same broad smile, Tod nodded. "Oh, she is. I can't wait for you to meet her! I think the two of you would get along real well." His grinning ceased somewhat as he watched Angela. She was acting a little distracted, but the moment seem to pass just as quickly as it had come. He hoped there wasn't anything wrong.
He wasn't too surprised to hear that Angela had never encountered a fox until now. Tod cast another glance around at the noisy, dirty city streets. It was so different from what he was used to. "I can see why. I don't think many foxes would want to live here." After all, from what he could tell, there were barely any trees or bushes, and no dirt for burrowing into and making dens. Not the most welcoming environment for a fox, or any wild animal for that matter. And he doubted that any humans here had pet foxes. Apparently, that wasn't a common practice.
"Okay." Tod readily agreed to her proposal, looking like his usual chipper self again as he gazed up at Angela. "Let's go!" Was this person who she said was willing to help him a gargoyle too, he wondered? If there was one gargoyle here, then there were probably more. Before today, he never would've dreamed that such creatures even existed.
Last Edit: May 21, 2014 17:56:34 GMT -5 by Deleted
"Well, I'll look forward to that very much," Angela said with a smile. From the way that Tod talked about Vixey and the way that he clearly felt about her, Angela had a feeling that the female fox was something really special. The way that she thought Brooklyn was special.
Now, how would they get to the Eyrie building? Tod was completely right when he said that Manhattan wasn't a place for foxes, and they couldn't just waltz out onto the street; the people of New York were still getting used to the idea that Gargoyles existed and not all of them were friendly. In fact, a lot of them were decidedly unfriendly.
Having a wild animal at her side wouldn't exactly help with blending in. Taking the streets was really not an option, unfortunately. Which was really too bad. Angela was going to end up having to carry Tod and she doubted he would like that too much.
Unless maybe there was another option.
"We can't take the streets; the people of Manhattan still do not trust Gargoyles, sad to say. And I'm sure you'd rather not have me carry you while gliding. But we can take the roofs!" But unless he was a really good jumper, she'd have to carry him from building to building. Still, it was potentially a lot safer than taking the streets.
It was late, but Manhattan wasn't called "the city that never sleeps" for nothing; there was always someone out and about, no matter how late it was.
Last Edit: Jul 28, 2014 17:08:05 GMT -5 by Deleted
Quietly, Tod watched and waited as Angela seemed to thoughtfully consider their next course of action. He didn’t rush her. In spite of how badly he wanted he wanted to get out of there, he didn’t want to pressure someone who’d been really nice to him and was so willing to help him.
“The roofs?” He glanced up towards the top of one of the buildings they were standing in between. It sure looked awful high... “Uh, okay, sure!” Angela was right about gliding. The idea of being way up in the air with nothing between him and the ground was a little unsettling, even if she would be carrying him. If foxes were meant to fly, then they would’ve been given wings. No, he’d leave gliding to the birds... and the gargoyles. He trusted Angela’s word on the rooftops being safer then the streets. For one thing, she lived here, which made her an authority on the matter.
Taking a deep breath, Tod steadied himself and looked to Angela again. "I'm ready."
"It's not too terribly far," she promised, seeing the look on Tod's face. And to be honest, she didn't blame him for being a little bit ... uneasy about the whole thing. If she didn't have her wings, she would be staying firmly on the ground. Then again, if she didn't have her wings, everything would be different. And she didn't like to think about just how different they might be.
Without further ado, Angela pulled down the fire escape stairs that were nearby. Thank goodness it wasn't a ladder; she wanted Tod to be able to get to the roof of the building by himself. The only point at which he would leave the safety of the roofs themselves would be when they went from one roof to the next.
"The only time I'll pick you up will be when we jump, all right? I promise, you're safe with me." She hoped that he believed her. Yes, she'd been nice to him, but for all he knew, Gargoyles ate foxes for breakfast when they first awoke from their stone sleep. Then again, he didn't know that they slept by day and were awake only at night, either.
Oh, dear. This could be ... interesting, to say the least. Angela hoped that Xanatos could help them, otherwise, they were about to make an exciting and rather dangerous trip across the rooftops of New York City for nothing. And that would be a disappointment, especially to Tod.
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