It Takes More Than Just The Soul

Arcane: Underneath What Already Was

Location: Babba Yaga's Castle

It had started.

"It's up to us now."

"I'm the one who's going to surpass god, remember?"

"No, it won't... I can't sit here and let that happen."-

"As a Grim Reaper, I will protect this world."

Three Meisters and their weapons race against madness. There is no time for mistakes, or trip ups if they don't make it into the Kishin's protective dome before it finishes forming... their world might as well be over at that moment. Maka Albarn with her weapon, the scythe, Soul Eater Evans. BlackStar and his weapon, the dark arm, Tsubaki Nakatsukasa. Death The Kid Shinigami the Reaper with his two weapons, the twin pistols, Liz and Patty Thompson. All attempting to reach the same goal in mind. Defeat the Kishin, Asura.

"Gahh! No!" Someone screamed in anger within the thick jungle. A large flock of birds scattered from the nearby trees."This cannot be pawsible! This is a complete nightmare! How could we have even let this get this far?! Why would Lord Death go against the plans he created for all of us? We followed them as hard as we could! And yet he's letting those kids walk all over them!? This doesn't make any sense." A young looking, green haired girl said frustrated as she skipped a hard stone forcibly across the ground. It bounced off a few tree trunks and broke apart as it hit a mossy boulder sticking up from the ground. Her voice was like a Soubrette's; with a thick and heavy timbre. Although, it could quickly become high and light, and frequently did. There was a small hint of a Brazilian accent.

GreenPaw, a loud-mouthed, tribal hunter. A girl who would rather rely more on her smart mouth and brute strength when she needed to get things done fast.
Despite her blunt attitude, she is considered a certain kind of royalty; being the daughter of the leaders of a well-protected and hidden South American native tribe, located in the deep Amazon jungles of Brazil. The Tribe was given the name of "Hiedra" by the Spanish explorers of 1701-1774, who named it after the ivy like tattoos decorating the arms of the two leaders of the tribe of the time. Although called by the older inhabitants as "Reino da Besta Alma Pessoas", it is more commonly referred to now as simply "Ivy Tribe".
She had a black wolf paw print tattooed on her left shoulder, which was missing a toe (having only three in total). Her outfit consisted of a dark brown cloth bikini styled bottoms connected at each side of her hips by a gold ring, and a dark brown, thin-strapped bra like top connected at the center by a gold star charm.
Her body was quite curvy and pear shaped, with slightly wider than average hips and muscly thick thighs. Bust was a C and her belly a tad bit pudgy. GreenPaw's arms appeared very strong but hands small and dainty. Her hair was thick and a little grown out of a pixie bob with fluffier bangs. And her eyes a bright, light-catching green.
GreenPaw's size matched her temper; she stood at about 4'11. Fortunately enough this didn't seem to effect her intimidation skills! Very literally, GreenPaw will defend herself with bite and bark, which, depending on who you are may both be as equally painful.

In the Ivy Tribe, most outsiders are considered dangerous, and people who come onto their land without being granted access are issued as immediate threats. Arachnophobia's lair and Death City loomed on the edge of the Ivy Tribe's sacred ground, and let's just say neither of them gained special permission to be there- or anywhere near - this location.

"GreenPaw-" a soft yet very concerned voice spoke from behind her. "You know this isn't Lord Death's fault, certainly not those kid's. Stop yelling. Everything that has happened..." they trailed off and came back "...up till now was and is meant to have been. We can't change it. I'm sure things will be fine. Those kids are the D.W.M.A's best students, give them a little of your faith. Besides, Asura couldn't possibly be that hard to beat."
An Angel Daten-shi, a young lady who has the capabilities of a strong leader. So young, 14, the same age as GreenPaw, she already suffers from the great stresses produced by being forcibly pushed into responsibilities and missions she's not even sure yet that she can handle. Born to be perfect, born with a role in mind, born to be an Angel. More specifically, An is a Fallen Angel; the kind of Angel with the blue halo, the kind born to serve and protect their Reaper.
" We need to keep things together, if not for them, why not for me? Please?" Her voice is Mezzo-Soprano and there was a silky, dark and cool weight to it. Although she was worried underneath her at attention like posture, it still came off strong, and you almost couldn't tell.