The nymphs ran through the forest, through the bushes, across the streams, their bodys light, they danced when they ran, jumps leaps, and spins. Ashley was with her freinds, they nymph of the oak tree, of the cherry tree, and of the pine tree, they all leaped with the air and spun with the butterflys. Their giggles were like chims in the wind. Their clothes the leaves of their tree's and fabirc as shear as the sunset.
Some of the nymphs let their music run with them, several male fairys, elves, and every other species have always tried to catch the nymphs who traveld with the music and wind, and lived in the strong trunks of trees. They were like a bird that several wanted in a cage to keep. But none had ever done it before. So when Ashley ran through the woods she didnt worry.
Bushes grazed Ashley's skin as she ran, her delecate body moving with the wind. She smiled, her green eyes like the leaves of the ash tree glittering. Her dark brown hair like the bark of he ashtree shone in the sunlight. Ashley felt a warm hand on one of her wrists, she was stopped dead in her tracks, this was possibly the first time a nymph had ever been caught in a dance or run. She tried to escape the grasp but it was no use, she tried to walk forward, twist her wrist free, but none worked. After a couple minuets of failed tries she blew a peice of hair out of her eyes.
When she turned arround to see who had her trapped she nearly gasped, his beauty was breath taking, like a feast for the eyes, he seemed to be enjoying himself, his little smile one of the most attractive she had seen. Ashley herself was beautiful, her green eyes with a sparkle in them as if ready to play some sort of game, her dark brown hair thick and shinny, her body very thin and slightly tanned by the sun.
Her green eyes had a feirce fire when she spoke. "Please let go of me." She said.
((OCC: Sorry that wasnt the best post my creativeness has been kinda dead lately ^^))
Nobunaga was a person that most people would think to be incredibly strange. He was a full human which was sometimes rare to see in these lands, and he was also very evil and loved destruction. The odd thing about his love of destruction was his opposite love of beauty. Beauty was something he loved and watching it destroyed was something odd as well.
Sticks broke and leaves rustled as Nobunaga walked through the rainforest not in search of something, but trying to find a way out. He had been lost in the forest for some time now. The downside for him being fully human was that he had a horrible sense of direction unlike some elves, vampires, and sometimes even the dumbest of demons. But Nobunaga had another gift. Lacking directional know how, he was gifted with an amazing strength and an amazing functioning mind which helped him with his keen fighting abilities. He was a very good fighter at his young age but there was always more room for improvement.
Stopping suddenly Nobunaga saw a sight of beauty unlike none before. Nymphs were known for their beauty and their songs but for Nobunaga to actually be so close to a group of them being able to watch them run around playing, laughing, and flaunting their beauty was a once in a life time chance.
Although all of them were beautiful there was one in particular that was just gorgeous. This ones was a nymph with green eyes that were mesmerizing. The shear beauty of her would be able to make men drop dead.
Nobunaga stood slowly his eyes never leaving her as he made sure all weapons he had and his bone armor was completely concealed so he doesn’t at least look like any kind of threat or predator. Walking slowly watching her as she ran around with the others nobunaga quickly made his way breathing very slow and very soft.
With one quick fluid motion he reached out hoping he had succeeded in grabbing her for legend states one could never catch a nymph. The sudden feeling of warm soft skin in his fingertips quickly let him know he had done the impossible and was able to grab a nymph. The nymph struggled for a couple of seconds but finally turned around and faced him for the first time.
Just the look on her face made Nobunaga smile, as he looked at her with his light blue eyes right into here green eyes. He loosened his grip so he doesn’t seem as if he’s meaning any harm to her. Generally Nobunaga was heartless but him being human was probably what made him have a soft spot for beauty and "some" things living.
With a gentle smile on his face he finally opened his mouth to talk. "I thought the legend of catching a nymph was true but I see it’s not. I’m Nobunaga Oda." he said in a cooled hush tone. He let her warm arm go and backed a few steps away. He stood still for a couple more seconds awaiting a response.
Nobunaga's blue eyes were like ice, peircing, cold, and majestic. His smile was charming, he was handsome like none Ashley had seen, he couldnt be human, he shouldnt be human. She could still feel his grip on her wrist, she slowly began to slip her small wrist and long, elegent fingers out of his grasp, but she found she didnt need to because he let go.
"I thought the legend of catching a nymph was true but I see it’s not. I’m Nobunaga Oda." His tone was cool and hushed.
Ashley stood for a few moments with the wind rustling the leaves that sereved as her clothes and blew the green shear fabric over the leaves arround her curves while she thought. Ashley explored her options for a few moments before answering, she could simply give into his looks, his body, his voice, every nymph would love to have fallen into his arms at that very moment. She would have loved to do so also, but she had always been different from everyone else, so instead of giving him her name and giving in on the spot, she ran.
Ashley turned, her long and lean legs flew over the logs that blocked her way, the grass that covered the forest floor, branches scratching her skin. She let her flirty voice carry thought the moving branches for him to hear. "My name is Ashley of the Ashtree's, catching me a second time wont prove to be as easy." She then let her laugh carry and echo through the forest as she ran. The wind tossing her dark brown hair, her green eyes filled with an emerald fire.