Meet The Creeper (Done)

[Kitty]

His tail swayed a bit from side to side as he paced from one end of the hall way to the other, he really couldn't sleep. This was the first time he'd really been home for more then a few days in quite awhile and it was ... weird, and he missed his papa horribly. The wolf had business to attend to, and he had been alright with the idea at the time ... but he wasn't sure anymore. Vesper was hardly around to annoy, Brokat and Mama were oh so very boring and there wasn't really anything to do here ... except of course pace in the dark. Or, mostly dark ... since his wings didn't permit him to ever experience total darkness unless he sucked them up inside his body which ... hurt.

He paused for a moment to scratch at one of his red lined ears with a hind paw when he realized he heard something that really wasn't the light clicking of his dull claws on the tile. He paused with his body half turned and one hind paw lingering in the air inches from his ear and listened .... that didn't sound like a bander, and it definitely wasn't the noise his brother made when he walked across the floor, mama didn't make noises like that either and Ilana's hooves sounded different as well... what was it then?

[The Jenn]

OOC: Set prior to his meeting with Seth.

Jak had been burgling houses for a few years now and had gotten better than his first bungling attempt, where he'd made enough noise to wake the entire household and their neighbors. Good thing he'd looked like their youngest daughter at the time, and said daughter had been spending the night somewhere else. That had been an unexpected stroke of luck with his misfortune. Of course, the family would have had plenty of questions for the daughter after she returned, but he hadn't had to deal with any of that. He just booked it.

This house, he'd been watching it for about a week and seen a few people come in and go out, so he'd assumed one of their forms. In the best instance, he wouldn't meet up with that person. In the worst, he would and he'd tell them that they were dreaming. Most people bought that, especially since seeing yourself was unbelievable enough that dreaming was more plausible.

Unfortunately for him, he'd picked the flame-winged child because he thought he looked coolest. Sure, the wings glowed and made him more visible, but... they were just so cool! He hunkered down along the floors and slunk along, debating which room to enter.

[Kitty]

He swiveled his ears a bit when he realized the noises had ceased and put his paw back down. He was still horribly curious and he really, really needed to make sure he wasn't hearing things ... so he turned and made his way to where said sounds had originated from. He came across an open window and tilted his head to the side ever so slightly, huh ... that was odd, Mama never left the windows open.

He approached the window, flame colored tail slightly curled and raised over his back, and he started to sniff around, catching a scent that was familiar, he'd definitely caught it somewhere around the outside of the house before... or at least he thought, yet foreign at the same time ... they hadn't had any guests since he'd been home so ... who was this? He caught the scent on the floor again and began to trace it with his nose, tail swaying from side to side as he did.

After awhile he caught sight of what looked to be fire, and it was attached to a body... a body that looked... like his? Well that just increased his interest ten fold and, instead of approaching calmly, he charged forward at full speed before attempting to stop on the tile... which of course didn't work and sent him sliding across the floor with a yip.

[The Jenn]

The ticking and thumping of feet racing across the floor made Jak freeze like a statue and whip his head around to stare, red eyes wide as a form came barreling past him and skidded on the tile floor, sliding along until it landed in a heap of fiery limbs.

Aww, man! The one he'd picked. Rawr! Whyyyyy. The pup was still just as cool up close as he had been farther away, though. At least that was something. He also looked to have maybe hit something on the floor? Or was that just a tail? Better if it was a head and nobody saw him at all, or the boy just thought he had a concussion. They were close to the same age, so their bodies were about the same size and build when he transformed into it.

As the body skidded further, he skittered back and tried to hide in the shadows, except that this body glowed brightly enough to dispel any shadows and create more that flickered. Rawr! Bad choice. He was going to have to let Amhal yell at him about not thinking things through again. Burgling with fire on your back was a bad idea.

[Kitty]

He'd done this time and time again whilst chasing his siblings and knew exactly how to twist himself so that he didn't slam into the wall face first. He'd done that once, ok ... twice, and it wasn't something he wished to repeat again. It just... wasn't fair that Kat and Vespie could maneuver on the tiles better then he could, not fair at all. however, he wasn't chasing one of his siblings at this present point in time, oh no, he was chasing ... himself?

He laid on the floor where he'd landed, not even bothering to untangle his limbs yet, and watched the other person try and hide. Well, that definitely meant mama hadn't put in a new mirror or something down the hallway; reflections didn't try and hide from you. He watched the flickers of light for a moment before trying to get up .... and failing the first try. He'd completely forgotten about his tangled appendages and ended up wiggling in mild frustration before figuring it out. Gads .... that made him feel kind of... stupid.

Finally he got up onto his paws again and confidently strode toward this, this ..... other him. curiosity painted plainly on his face.

Mama never told me I had a twin! Where have you been?

And that two toned tail of his started to sway in a cheerful manner.

However, the little wolf's collision with the wall had woken someone else in the house, someone who didn't really want to find out what could be thumping around the house in the dead of night, but felt compelled to on mildly trembling limbs. He was pretty certain no one else had heard that ....

[The Jenn]

Jak stared at the other fire-winged canine, red eyes wide and waiting for a reaction. Their eyes were honestly close enough in color, his red to the other's red-orange, that the difference probably wouldn't be noticed. That was handy. Usually his eyes didn't match anything. Partial Morganberries were fun like that, though.

"I've been living in the garbage heap," the Joker told him in a rough whisper, ending his sentence on a giggle. A twin? Him? Naaaah. He didn't look like any of his siblings. Except that he did. Or could. When he wanted to, at any rate. "I came to see you! And take stuff. You owe me, since they've been feeding you and they haven't been feeding me."

Hoo, this one really did look to be fun. Maybe the canine thought he was dreaming and talking to his dream-twin? That was possible. Especially since, well, look at his tail! It was slowly wagging in a cheerful manner, rather than raising and wagging aggressively. That was a really good sign. His own tail started to go and he grinned, moving to mimic the other's expression.

So maybe this job wouldn't end in anything more than a game. That was disappointing, but he could probably swipe money or food from somewhere else. If this guy gave him food, maybe he wouldn't have to leave empty-handed after all.

[Kitty]

The fact that this twin of his has been living in a garbage heap didn't cause his tail to miss a beat as it continued to sway. That actually sounded fairly interesting ... there was generally a lot of fairly nifty stuff in those heaps .... that's where he'd found that finger bone that made his wings so much cooler after all!

Really? You should show me and we could explore it sometime! I bet you could find lots of cool stuff!

As much as mama and Brokat disapproved, he actually loved rooting through trash and other... less classy things in that category.He enjoyed getting dirty and investigating .... it was just ... fun, why argue with that logic? However, garbage heaps were out there, in the dark and this other flame winged canine was right here in front of him and that meant... oh yes, game time!

He dropped his front half down on the ground and wagged his tail a little faster, autumn themed body wiggling a bit as well. He dipped his head down and pawed at the tiles, a light, playful growl rumbling up from his throat. Game now, food later.

The only other soul in the house that was awake was steadily creeping closer, stepping carefully so that his talons would make the least amount of noise possible. Rounded little rat ears perked momentarily at the oh so familiar growl but .... that didn't explain who his brother was presently trying to coax into a game, Vesper would have made some sort of snotty remark by now for sure. Curiously the triple-breed peered around the corner to see his sibling... wait.... two of his sibling? He blinked a few times in rapid succession before finally speaking up, his confusion leaking into his voice.

N-Nova?

[The Jenn]

Jak giggled harder at his words, imagining taking the flame-winged canine down to meet his brother and watching Amhal jump six feet into the air. It would be so funny, until it wasn't, and then it would suck. Hardcore. So no, none of that. "There's loads of cool stuff to find in the garbage," he whispered in agreement. "I've found magic candy, and magic goggles, and a magic eyeball, and all sorts of fun stuff."

That butt wiggle... that was a request to play. He knew that gesture well! He was a partial pup himself, after all. He stared at the other canine, and then lowered himself as well, sticking his bum high in the air and wiggling it in excitement.

The imitation Casanova was about to wiggle harder and pounce when a sudden sound caught his attention and his ears perked up, flicking to the side. His gaze soon followed and he found himself staring into the eyes of one of the [i[brown ones[/i]. One of the Lowlanders. Cool. Not so cool, however, was the fact that he couldn't afford to get caught "Nooooooova." So long as he wore the other's body, he could pass all sorts of things off. If they managed to enclose him somewhere, the jig was up.

[Kitty]

I found a finger bone in the garbage once .... it made these bony things grow under my wings.

Just to make his point he wiggled his wings to show off the bony growths, little licks of flame flickered up and disappeared with the movement. And then his play bow was returned and that tail of his wagged all the more. Finally, someone to play with! Or... not.... since the destroyer of fun himself has decided to come around the corner just then. Well, Kat was a little more fun then Vesper at least.

Kaaaaaaaat! Come play with .... with .... our other brother! What's your name other brother?

Nova then turned his attention back to his 'twin' and tilted his head to the side inquisitively.

Brokat flipped his ears even further back before he narrowed his olive eyes suspiciously. He slunk around the corner in a rather ... predatory fashion. This was his home and he'd be damned if he let anything potentially harmful intimidate him here. That was not going to happen, well... he was going to make an effort to keep it from happening.

And then his little 'buddy' came creeping around the corner on silent roots. It was a mushroom, about the size of a nice vase and most of it was a colored a soft, mottled brown... nothing to spectacular. That, of course, was until you looked at the cap which looked as if it was sprinkled with tiny, precious gems. The not quite sentient fungi followed it's 'master' closely.

[The Jenn]

"I found a magic piece of candy in the garbage once that made bony things grow out of my butt!" Jak said enthusiastically, swapping tales with the 'real' flaming canine. Then he realized that, oh yeah, he wouldn't be able to see anything. "But, uh. You can't see them right now. They're special like that. Trust me, though, they're aaaaawesome. Clackity clack clack!" He cackled, a little louder than he should have, and stood on his hind feet for a normal quadrupedal mockery of his normal awkward shuffle until gravity forced him back down again.

The other one didn't look nearly as fun as this dain bramaged canine he was dealing with and Jak made a face at him, not entirely happy with his presence. At least he was the same age as the other one. He opened his mouth to answer the name question with some bullshit excuse pulled from somewhere when he caught sight of a sparkling, shuffling little thing behind the Lowlander that held his attention to the point where hsi mouth remained open and a little slack-jawed. He snapped it shut after a few seconds and crouched lower to the ground.

"Thaaaat's a pretty magical thinger you've got right there," he said, a covetous gleam in his eye. "Can you eat it?"