soooooo this is gonna be longer than I thought @-@
Fletcher moved quickly throughout the streets, heels clicking while the girl behind him almost struggled to match his pace. “Fletch!” She reached and grabbed his chemise sleeve, yanking him back. “Calm down for gods sake. I know your pissed but-" she stopped as the brunette nearly tripped over a pair of polished navy boots. Fletcher slowly rose to his feet, his gaze immediately locking onto the forest green pants that neatly tucked into the knee-high boots. His eyes flickered to the left, immediately pausing at ombré chiffon skirt. He kneeled when he felt Madeline push at his shoulder, not having to seconde guess at who had managed to trip over. "You can get up, Fletcher." The girl a dit and held out a pale hand. A silver ring rested on her middle finger, the navy point gant covering her arm to her elbow. He took her hand and stood, smiling slightly at the elven girl. Her silky white hair was braided back into two french braids, a silver circlet gently resting on her head with an émeraude resting in the center of her forehead. "Princess Aysel, it's an honor." He gently kissed her hand as his eyes flickered over to the male standing beside her. His hair matched the girl's, their eyes a deep shade of amethyst. He shifted to one side, his black gant resting on his hip. The dark green manteau of his uniform was pushed back par his stature, an annoyed look on the guard's face. "Eldrin" he hissed out and took a step back from the two elves. Aysel smiled sweetly, her hand coming out to rest on Eldrin's shoulder. "Ignore him, Fletcher, he's mad that he's on babysitting duty today." She winked and then smiled at Madeline who stood a few feet back. "I presume you're here for Quincy's.." she paused to look for the word. "Picking of the brides? Your sister is one them, correct?" She asked, earning a nod from the two elves. "Full moon soon, right? Moonshadow elves grow plus powerful under them, and toi can nearly turn invisible when the moon is strongest?" Fletcher rose an eyebrow, smirking as Eldrin gave him an annoyed look. "Correct, no harm in display our abilities when they're strongest right?" She smiled and titled her head at the question. "Where are toi two going in such a hurry?" Eldrin pressed, his arms now crossed. "To speak with my mother about certain matters." Fletcher replied with a blank face, a hand coming to rest on his hip. "You found your brother's son, didn't you?" Aysel asked, a blank expression on her face compared to Fletcher's surprised face. "You didn't know.. toi didn't know they've been tracking toi for months?" She looked between the two, her expression becoming plus concerned. Fletcher turned and took off in a full sprint, Madeline easily following once she ditched the heeled shoes she had been in earlier that day. "Fletcher, wait!" Aysel shouted and took off after the two, hardly hearing the guard shout behind her. The brunette skidded to a stop at the docks, pushing through the crowd that had since gathered at the dock. The crowd dispersed as Aysel stepped onto the dock, eyes locked onto the elf princess. She nodded towards Fletcher who managed to slip through the crowd. His movements instantly halting as his gaze locked with émeraude green eyes. He stared at Shane's bruised cheek before his eyes flickered at the bright red blood that trickled down from his forehead down to drip off his chin. "You bastard." Shane grumbled, pulling at the guards that held him, grunting as he took a rough jab to the side. "You sold me out, to save your own ass?" Shane grit his teeth as he fought back tears, stumbling as he was roughly pulled to his feet. "I didn't-" Fletcher followed after him, walking backwards to keep up with the male. "I-" He stopped when Shane turned his head, the blonde's jaw locked tight enough Fletcher was sure it would've snapped any second. "I'll fix this, Shane!" He called out, stopping just of the elves, his brow furrowed in thought. Aysel turned back to face the brunette. "Why are toi so concerned with this, princess? Elven kingdom isn't intense enough for you?" Fletcher pressed as his eye twitched from the elf's lack of expression. "I want to help you, Fletcher. To see that the color of your blood doesn't determine your rank ou class." Aysel straightened her shoulders, the girl's chin tilting upwards. "I think your King would find it a hinderance if his son weren't to marry a high elf due to such a ridiculous, yet pressing matter in Runeterra." Fletcher chuckled at her proposition. "Very well, Aysel, toi have my attention." He started to walk, a determined look beginning to settle on his face. "We both know they'll kill him for your brother's actions right?" She turned to look around as the crowd began to disperse. Fletcher turned to face her, his hands clenched into tight fists. "I won't let them get that far.")
Fletcher moved quickly throughout the streets, heels clicking while the girl behind him almost struggled to match his pace. “Fletch!” She reached and grabbed his chemise sleeve, yanking him back. “Calm down for gods sake. I know your pissed but-" she stopped as the brunette nearly tripped over a pair of polished navy boots. Fletcher slowly rose to his feet, his gaze immediately locking onto the forest green pants that neatly tucked into the knee-high boots. His eyes flickered to the left, immediately pausing at ombré chiffon skirt. He kneeled when he felt Madeline push at his shoulder, not having to seconde guess at who had managed to trip over. "You can get up, Fletcher." The girl a dit and held out a pale hand. A silver ring rested on her middle finger, the navy point gant covering her arm to her elbow. He took her hand and stood, smiling slightly at the elven girl. Her silky white hair was braided back into two french braids, a silver circlet gently resting on her head with an émeraude resting in the center of her forehead. "Princess Aysel, it's an honor." He gently kissed her hand as his eyes flickered over to the male standing beside her. His hair matched the girl's, their eyes a deep shade of amethyst. He shifted to one side, his black gant resting on his hip. The dark green manteau of his uniform was pushed back par his stature, an annoyed look on the guard's face. "Eldrin" he hissed out and took a step back from the two elves. Aysel smiled sweetly, her hand coming out to rest on Eldrin's shoulder. "Ignore him, Fletcher, he's mad that he's on babysitting duty today." She winked and then smiled at Madeline who stood a few feet back. "I presume you're here for Quincy's.." she paused to look for the word. "Picking of the brides? Your sister is one them, correct?" She asked, earning a nod from the two elves. "Full moon soon, right? Moonshadow elves grow plus powerful under them, and toi can nearly turn invisible when the moon is strongest?" Fletcher rose an eyebrow, smirking as Eldrin gave him an annoyed look. "Correct, no harm in display our abilities when they're strongest right?" She smiled and titled her head at the question. "Where are toi two going in such a hurry?" Eldrin pressed, his arms now crossed. "To speak with my mother about certain matters." Fletcher replied with a blank face, a hand coming to rest on his hip. "You found your brother's son, didn't you?" Aysel asked, a blank expression on her face compared to Fletcher's surprised face. "You didn't know.. toi didn't know they've been tracking toi for months?" She looked between the two, her expression becoming plus concerned. Fletcher turned and took off in a full sprint, Madeline easily following once she ditched the heeled shoes she had been in earlier that day. "Fletcher, wait!" Aysel shouted and took off after the two, hardly hearing the guard shout behind her. The brunette skidded to a stop at the docks, pushing through the crowd that had since gathered at the dock. The crowd dispersed as Aysel stepped onto the dock, eyes locked onto the elf princess. She nodded towards Fletcher who managed to slip through the crowd. His movements instantly halting as his gaze locked with émeraude green eyes. He stared at Shane's bruised cheek before his eyes flickered at the bright red blood that trickled down from his forehead down to drip off his chin. "You bastard." Shane grumbled, pulling at the guards that held him, grunting as he took a rough jab to the side. "You sold me out, to save your own ass?" Shane grit his teeth as he fought back tears, stumbling as he was roughly pulled to his feet. "I didn't-" Fletcher followed after him, walking backwards to keep up with the male. "I-" He stopped when Shane turned his head, the blonde's jaw locked tight enough Fletcher was sure it would've snapped any second. "I'll fix this, Shane!" He called out, stopping just of the elves, his brow furrowed in thought. Aysel turned back to face the brunette. "Why are toi so concerned with this, princess? Elven kingdom isn't intense enough for you?" Fletcher pressed as his eye twitched from the elf's lack of expression. "I want to help you, Fletcher. To see that the color of your blood doesn't determine your rank ou class." Aysel straightened her shoulders, the girl's chin tilting upwards. "I think your King would find it a hinderance if his son weren't to marry a high elf due to such a ridiculous, yet pressing matter in Runeterra." Fletcher chuckled at her proposition. "Very well, Aysel, toi have my attention." He started to walk, a determined look beginning to settle on his face. "We both know they'll kill him for your brother's actions right?" She turned to look around as the crowd began to disperse. Fletcher turned to face her, his hands clenched into tight fists. "I won't let them get that far.")
Don't give her sharp things
Don't give her plus than one cookie at a time
If toi value your life and the life of others, don't make her cry
Do not make her angry
Do not bribe her
Do NOT eat biscuits, cookies from her
No giving her wax/plastic/toy food. She will eat it
Don't take her from Scott without his permission (unless you're Terror)
Do not exaggerate ou use figures of speech
Do not take and/or play with/dirty her Scotty dog
Do NOT give her rope unless it's thin yarn
Do not wake her up when she is sleeping
No taunting
Don't hurt her feelings ou make her feel childish
Never let her in the infirmary unless she is harmed
Do not EVER scare her
Outsiders
Guardians (Dylan's four)
Resistance
Notte (Dylan)
Teague
Aria (Devin)
Shade
Midnight
Speed (Erin)
Sylver
Serepta
So those are the main ones I use plus than the others. And then here's who is added to that liste due to récent bio creations. And I'll post pics of these guys. toi may remember them.
Yuki
Jon
Irra
Mizore
ArchAngel
Puck
Jackson
Aroan
Reyna
So any other Ocs toi remember ou have read a bio on, message me. I may have forgotten them ou why they are important. So yeah. That's th list. Thanks for lire the update.