Color Spectrum;;Gras&Mustang

TF2 roleplay.
Yeah.
Ah.
You want me to start ?

Sure! Now..Do you remember all their names?

Only the ones you told me.

Yes. Now ..uh..you start

And I wish that I could live feeling nothing but the night~~

The woman stared at her reflection in the mirror, as if scowling at her own reflection. As if she could scare it off, change herself in a split second.
Her green eyes were like an animals.
Her hands had claws.
Her ears were of a foxes.
And she had a tail.
"Not again..." She cursed under her breath, taking off her hat and running a hand through her blonde hair. This was not good.
If any of the others saw, they'd know her ability- more like curse - to turn into a fox.
A Swift Fox, to be exact.
Tucking her tail close to her, she took a deep breath, feeling herself change back into a normal human form. No tail, no claws. She checked to make sure. With that, she gave a short sigh of relief, exciting the restroom and into the hall. Although, as she listened closer, she heard someone coming. Instinctively, she slid her hat back on and stared in the direction the footsteps were coming from, what seemed to be small growl threatening to be heard.

[This is before everyone finds out. At the..ah..BLU house.]

Brandon came out form behind the corner,"Hey, Fox. Whtas wrong? Somthin' bothrin' you?" he asked,concerned about her. "You just left.."

Said 'Fox' narowed her eyes, bringing her gaze into a cold glare at the male. That nickname..
"Don't call me 'fox'." Caroline snapped, tensing her muscles as she adjusted her bandana that hung around her neck. Bringing her hands behind her neck and tightening the fabric to a more comfortable level.
"Nothing's wrong."

[[It's just the BLU team at their house right now, right ?]]

(( Yah))

Brandon took a step forward. "Sorry, I won't call you that. I'm jus' worried 'bout you." his eyes trailed down to the blue carpet beneath them. ' What do I feel like that...no..I can't be..damnit..' he thought as he looked back up at her. Sure she looked like a normal scout.But somthing was diffrent about her.

((LOL,Hes the softie of the sibling,Ethans the semi tsundere,and Izzys ... Bipolar (I love tourcheing my chars) ))

[[Caroline's just...more extreme and a bit like Izzy, I guess. Definitely more extreme than I am c:
TSUNDERES.
Oh, hey, I'm using Serebii and Bulbapedia and Marriland.com for the Pokemon Battles if you need to find a website that helps with that sort of stuff.]]

Caroline placed her hands by her sides after using her right to brush back the strands of hair that fell to the side of her face. "You don't need to be worried." She grumbled, moving herself to stand in the center of the hallway. She took off her hat, holding said object in her left hand.
She noticed the odd look she was getting, and returned the look with a sour scowl.
"What's that look for ?"

(( That what Im using^^))

"Oh! Sorry.." Brndon sighed. He looked a way form her,his cheek dusted a light pink 'damnit!' he though menatly cursing himself.

Strange.. Caroline thought to herself, a bit way of Brandon's disposition at the moment.
"There's no need to apologize. Just a question." She huffed, putting her hat back on, slightly lop-sided in a lazy manner as she began to walk past him. She continued to look at him with an uneasy look in her eyes as she passed. Weird.

He nodded and moved out of her way. He waited until she was halfway down the hall. He ran over to her and grabbed her hand "W-Wait!"

The contact sent a shiver down Caroline's arm. As she whirled her head and drew her hand out of his grip, she felt a growl rumbling in her throat. Since they were in a narrow hall, it wasn't hard for her to step forward and use her hand to force him onto the wall. Her hand was pressed against his neck, her green eyes locked on his with a feirce, stern scowl etching across her face.
"What ?"

Brandon's gery-blue eyes widdened. " I-I just wanted to make sure that y-you were okay" he stuttred glacing down at her hand on his neck.