FALLEN FOR THIS WICKED TRAP || Mask Vigil 6/26/2020

[glow=white,1,400]EVERY FEELING IN MY BONES TELLS ME TO LASH OUT AND TELL YOU TO FUCK OFF ! — [abbr=VIGENERE CIPHER, TANGLEWOOD, GENERAL/LEADER, 7 YRS, TAKEN]｡+ﾟ.[/abbr][/glow]

Shit, how long had it been since the last Mask Vigil? At least for Vigenere personally, he hadn't ever encountered one since his joining two years ago... Or at the very least not since he's returned for the second time. "Tanglewood!" The savannah called, letting his voice echo throughout the camp. It was night, with the moon high in the sky, so it was likely everyone was asleep (or half-asleep) - but this was always when the Mask Vigils happened.

Or well, they took place in the graveyard. "Tonight is our Mask Vigil." Vigenere went on, sitting down and calmly wrapping his tail around his paws. "For those unaware, a Mask Vigil is a night where you go to the Graveyard, navigate through the entire stretch, and make it back. If you make it back before the sun rises, you will recieve a mask of your choice." He paused, letting that sink in. "But I will warn you: your clanmates that already have masks are allowed to attack you, to deter you and prevent your progress. It's supposed to be a little competition!" That's how he remembered it, at least. "When everyone is ready, I will lead the way."

//Hey guys!! For this Mask Vigil, you can write a oneshot where your character is able to walk through the graveyard + back, and get their mask, or you're free to write a small post and let your clanmates attack your character! It's all up to you [glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]

Aurum had experienced one mask vigil since he had first joined Tanglewood many months ago, and it had overall been a pretty fun experience. He had succeeded in getting his mask, and he and Leroy had pretty much had a rather enjoyable sparring in the process. He hasn't really gotten a chance to use his angel themed mask since then, since there hadn't exactly been many battles to fight, but now he had pulled it out of storage. The carved feathers felt a bit odd against the soft fluff of his face, but it was still comfortable and he could see out of it, which was all that really mattered. It wasn't long before the lion found himself trotting along beside Vigenere, sitting and listening to the other's announcing voice. He smiled slightly, looking out towards those who didn't yet have masks with a bit of a smile on his muzzle. He let out a low hum before speaking, "I'll be one of the ones deterring you. So make sure you've stretched and are ready." He knew this would be fun, since he'd now be on the chasing end of things, rather than the trying to run part of it. He'd have to be careful though, since he wasn't particularly keen on permanently injuring one of his clanmates by accidentally coming down on top of them with his full force, or anything.

( Aurum is here to chase characters who are up for masks !! Feel free to ask me if you specifically want Aurum to target your character if they're here )

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Bloodhound, luckily, was awake. They had spent most of their days now, resting in the cool darkness of their home, ouyt of the blazing heat, and slipping out at night, to hunt and gather. The arctic wolf was quick to respond, and among the first to arrive. They listen, as Vigenere went over the details of this Mask Vigil, what it was, what it meant.

While the mask they wore currently was a choice they actively made, out of fear of their emotions being too easy to read, out of being too vulnerable, Bloodhound felt as though they would be able to put that aside, if only for the night. They wait, until both Vigenere and Aurum have said their pieces, before removing their own mask, laying it at the foot of a tree. It would be there when they returned. And if it wasn't, they were more than capable of tracking it down.

They stretched out their limbs slowly and carefully, shaking out all the stiffness in their frame, making sure that they were ready before they proceeded.

"May the Gods bless each of us." They were determined to return home with two masks, at the end of the night.

THE TRUE TEST IS BEFORE THE ALLFATHER.

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[abbr= Female Hyena || 3'3" At Shoulder || 180lbs ] Physical [/abbr] || [abbr= Scarred || Striped || Smells like Woodsmoke || No Identifying Scent] Details [/abbr]

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Snarl had been to the previous mask vigil, the only in Leroy's span of leadership. It was a fond memory -- as fond as any of her memories could be, at least -- the gang all together for a night of fun. The hyena snickered to herself; they'd gone a step further than surviving the night, instead opting to try and steal the masks of hunters.

But tonight was different. The hunted had become the hunter, except this time she was meant to be.
Snarl didn't announce her presence, arriving on the scene, she simply hunkered in the tall grass and watched. Waited for a suitable target. Thick mud obscured the hyena's smoky scent and bright fur, her brightest element the shine of orange eyes. Yes, this would be fun.

// PM me on-site or DM me on discord (Blazic Needs Your Teeth#3952) if you want Snarl to go after your character specifically!