This isn't creepy at all (Open)

A young girl, about fourteen, walked through the woods. She had long blonde hair, tucked into her soft green-blue hoodie. It was getting a little chilly, she wasn't used to this type of weather. As usual, her tiny quail was with her, snuggled comfortably in the hood. It was all quiet, happy and cheerful, like her personality, until a sickly sweet scent came towards the still Initiate on a slow breeze. It was the smell of death.

Alarmed, Amelia followed the smell, unlike most people, who would have run away. The trail ended at a wall of bramble, which she slowly tried to find her way around. A small opening at the base of the bushes led into the center, which she entered. To her surprise, it was a deer.

Creeping closer, the blonde shuffled as silently as she could towards the animal. Putting her hand before it's black nose, she confirmed it to be dead. Frowning, Amelia went to step back, and accidentally dipped her hand in something wet and sticky. Blood. Squeaking with shock, she shot back up to her feet. Before she could even catch her breath, a face appeared on the other side of the bramble, scaring her back down. She cowered behind the deceased buck, hiding her face in its smooth hide.

"Y-you better not b-be the person who d-did this!" she cried out, voice wavering. "If you are, I'll let h-him get his re-revenge!"

"N-No!" Regina stuttered in shock as she backed away a little, "I only heard the commotion of someone coming through this part of the woods and I was worried someone had lost their way...!" She tried to grasp what all was truly happening, looking around at the scene before her. When her mind caught up to what was happening here, she could almost physically feel her heart break. "T-This is terrible," her voice broke as she spoke this time, "Who c-could do such a thing!?"

Head still buried in the short brown fur, Amelia could vaguely recognize the voice of the newcomer. Was it.. her half sister? She could be wrong, since she had only heard her voice from her father's phone calls. Not wanting to be weird about it, she didn't say anything.

Instead, she sat up, kneeling next to the beast. With short examination, the girl found a small - but lethal - hole in its chest. The blood had stopped flowing long ago, possibly hours from now. "S-shot.." she murmured, gently touching the bullet wound. It had gone straight between two ribs, and into its lung. Tears pricking her eyes, Amelia covered the hole with her hand, and carefully laying the buck's head in her lap. The rack of antlers hit the bushes, causing a short rattling sound.

"H-hey, umm," the girl stammered, slowly stroking the animal's ear. "Would it be c-cruel if I brought him back, b-but for only just a little?"

"Y-You could do that?" she murmured softly, not wanting to disturb the quietness. When she thought about her words, Regina mentally kicked herself. She goes to your school, so of course she's gifted, which means she could definitely do something like that, can it...?
There was no time for investigating now, there were more pressing matters. "I'm worried that he'll be terrified if you do," she pointed out, "it probably will think of us as its killers..."

occ; i thought this was a good time for Alison to show up heh.

ic; Alison had been starting to get restless the Autumn had been looking everywhere for her younger sister Amelia, her sister seemed to be vanishing from Alison a lot. Desperate too find her Alison left campus ground and headed over towards the forest. Calling out her sisters name Repeatedly but not getting any answer at all. Rushing off deeper into the forest, Alison happened to stumble across something. Her sister, a dead buck, and that bitch she didn't even want too call her family. But she had more important matters then to get into another worthless agrument with Regina. "Amelia what are you doing out here alone?!" The autumn questioned her not even caring that Regina was here with them, like she trusted her.

"Maybe.." She had calmed down slightly, her heartbeat slowly returning to normal. She rubbed the long bridge of his nose. Amelia carefully folded its legs and heaved it back on to its stomach, as if the deer had only fallen asleep. Gently pressing her fingers against the bucks unmoving temples, she attempted to reanimate him.

At first, he didn't stir. Then, one of his eyes fluttered open. He didn't move, only stare at Amelia with that one dark, bottomless orb. He then tried to stand, with varied results on each leg. It was as if he was only just recovering from a tranquilizer dart. Both of his eyes were open now, glittering with pure confusion. He began to panic. Who were these humans? Didn't he just die? Why wasn't he breathing? It didn't help that another human arrived, spouting words he didn't understand.

Amelia jumped at the sound of her full-blooded sister and began to panic as well. She wasn't stupid, she knew her sisters had a tense relationship. And now her deer was panicking, wasting borrowed energy. Shooting up, the blonde hugged the buck's neck, in an attempt to calm it down. She ignored his protests and whimpered.

"Please don't scare him, for both our sakes.."

Regina was about to make a suggestion to the other girl about helping the buck when a familiar, yet unwelcome, face came into the area. "Well, well, well," she growled, "if it isn't my loving little sister, Alison..." she continued her voice cold and unforgiving.
When Alison made mention of the other girl's name, Regina was taken by surprise. "You two know each other?" she couldn't help but ask.