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Everyone is ok with following the rules. Keep your horns and wings hidden. Where baggier clothes to conceal tails. Basically do anything to blend in with humans and live normal lives. I was fine with it for a while, then groups of different species of ‘monsters’ as humans call us start disappearing.
(Different species are but may not be limited to:
-Demons
-Angels
-Dragons/ dragon+human
-werewolves
-vampires)

(I dont know if this is open, but.)

Fena walked through the small town, people staring at her elf-like clothing as she walked by, she ignored them, and continued walking, stopping for either food or goods

“You’re attracting a lot of attention.” I run up next to you. I’m wearing a black and red hoodie and jeans. The back of the hoodie moves.

(Sure!)

Walking through this same town, the figure's clothing was easy to distinguish from the normal. A hood, much larger than needed to be, covered their head, held up by two points in the back, the front seeming to hang on some sort of internal wireframe to keep it aloft. There was a sort of dark mesh over the front of the hood, concealing what was inside. The figure walked with their hands in their pockets, the cloak-like top bulkier than it might otherwise could have been. Every few feet, the figure would stumble, the wide-soled boots catching their fall. The clothing was untraditional, that much was clear, and they seemed to be catching the eye of the public around them even more so due to their taller stature.

"What is it today?" I jog up to the figure. "Are you trying to get yourself in trouble?" I ask sarcastically. The backside of my hoodie moving again.

A low growl was heard from beneath the hood. "You and I both know better than to reveal ourselves," a female voice spoke. "However, maybe I've chosen a worse outfit than some here," she said, the head of the creature turning toward he smaller figure.

((What creature are you playing?))

(Dragon human hybrid. Basically I can turn into a dragon. But can’t get rid of the horns or wings in human form)
“You’re the one who’s bringing unwanted attention. What’s up with you?”

"Just passing through," the figure said, her words hissed slightly. "I want to be here for as short a time as possible, so I didn't have time to find a more suitable outfit."

“You running from something?” I press on.

The figure was quiet for a moment, her pace quickening ever so slightly. "We're all being hunted," she said quietly.

I pause, look at you with a blank face. “We can’t be? No one knows we exist.”

The figure sighed. "You might think that, and maybe you haven't seen the things I have. Regardless, there's a certain group that's searching for creatures like us, and we need to be on the lookout for them."

“I can take care of myself. Why go after the people hunting us? Seems unnecessarily dangerous........ I’m in.”

Again, the figure fell silent for a few moments. "What's your name?" She asked. "I can see that you're hiding something under your jacket...what is it?"

“Name’s Edin, those are my wings. They’re a pain in the ass.” I say smirking

"At least you can change forms to fit in better." The sentence was muttered, loud enough for only Edin to hear. "I'm Charlotte, and the only reason I have all this on is because I can't change forms. It's incredibly inconvenient, as you might have noticed."

“I’d imagine so. So what’s your plan?”

"I don't have one yet, but we need to find out the location of the group. That's the only way we'll be able to stop them from progressing any further." Charlotte looked around, a gloved hand going to a long, diagonal bulge across her midsection.