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Comment by Priestess Prometheus Masquerade on February 15, 2012 at 1:27pm

A Dragon! Oh how wonderful! * she held her hands instantly to her mouth, at such an outburst, very much rude of her, she whispered a small apology, blush overtaking her face she lowered her head bitting her lips. She was taught not to be so loud. * A dragon.. that is so wonderful. Powerful beings I was told.. very wise, very smart.. but few. You would be the first..I have met. Such a pleasure Wynter. Do you enjoy it?

 

* she spoke quickly for her, even if she paused every now and then, she wasn't ever allowed near such beings before, her mate always kept her close and her family closer. She loved to explore such things, it was very interesting to her, different. She tilted her head for a moment, beneath her bandages her eyes glowed white for a moment and she reached out softly as a small baby chick landed in her hands. Frowning she lifted her gaze up, then down as she lowered it to the grass. She listened to the small waddling steps of a newborn as it hopped and tried to fly, the wings flapping she heard clearly and reaches out, patting the grass until the found the chick and brushed his wings clean. Something was going to happen, something big, and bad, she always felt that, first with the others. Shaking her head she stood again, she pulled in her lower lip, twisting her cane as she awaitied her answer and said plainly * I'm a Priestess... nothing as great as a dragon.

Celestial Comment by Ska (Audra) Skinwalker © on February 14, 2012 at 1:42pm

Her ears shifted at the new sounds. Though her blue gaze did not look to others she could hear voices. The most intersting sound though was the little sneeze from the creature close by. She watched Meadow turn to the nymp and speak. Though she couldn't see the creature, sure the nymp was hidden it made her smile. The different size creatures came in and their pasts. When she turned back to Meadow though another question had risen to mind.

"So what exactly does your position as a reaper entail? Is it simply collecting souls?"

She gaze glanced to the sythe, a weapon of interest to any who paid attention to the dark powers. After all her recent discovery of her origins forced her to ask questions of herself, and the things that surrounded her.

Comment by Priestess Prometheus Masquerade on February 14, 2012 at 11:16am

Wynter.. * she repeated with a smile, she really did like the name, it was different like hers, which people pointed out. Listening to his steps she held her steel cane in her hands, twisting her hands around it in a nervous habit of hers, uncontrollable being a nervous being by design. Nevertheless she still offered a warm smile and asks softly with a bit of blush upon her creamy cheeks*
Be-before... When.. When you first came.. You were big.. Now not so much... If I ask what being you are.. Will you answer?

Comment by Priestess Prometheus Masquerade on February 12, 2012 at 12:02am

* she paused a little in the scooping and drinking of the water, her hands coming to her legs and rubs against the white silk fabric, drying them. Her hearing
was so pitched perfect that she heard every sound from the carefully lain out steps upon the dew covered grass to the brushing of the legs, against the crickets wings.

She stood, and fixed a hold on her white cane, her bare feet settling in the grass. She shifted once, her hair she felt falling into her face, not like it truely mattered due to the bandages on her eyes. Her lower lip was pulled inward and bit, as she thought back to the giovannis' words about a her being alone. Yet.. the animals seemed to roam free, a sign peace. She let go of her lip as her voice carried with the wind to the mans ears. She did her best to sound as strong as the others, but like always, her voice was soft and kind with that always present hidden emotion * hel-hello.. there.. i.. i can hear you. Im Prom-Prometheus..

Comment by Priestess Prometheus Masquerade on February 9, 2012 at 12:43pm

* She pulled back her lips to control a crying out, shaking at the tremor which seemed to enter through her bare feet and throughout her body in a buildup, until it threatned to escape through her lips. Her breathing a bit off, as she shook even more. It was big, really, big. Or so it was. She looked down, remembering what she was taught at her true home and here.

And turned from the stream she was at, and parted her lips slowly, a soft note sounding. One could believe she would have been in a choir for her note was soft and strong, even in the mist of her bodily shakes. It rang and spread, with her third eyes she could see and sense the vibrations which flowed from her note, and feel and see it bounce off of each plant and being. She started to to get an overlay of the land.

She shut her mouth, before reopening it and letting out another soft tune. It spread quicker than the first and with more force, like an invisible ripple across the land until it came to the being which was making the tremors, and everyone and thing else, and went through him before bouncing off. She got an outline, and tilted her head. He must be a shifter of sort to be so much.. smaller now.

 

Still, it gave her a little smile, as she turned and patted the ground, finding the stream again and drank from it. *

Comment by Aura on February 9, 2012 at 10:15am

It felt as though she had been wandering for months, when she truly had only been wandering for several days. This place she entered was new to her, the air was fresh and clean, the water from the streams seemed clean enough to drink from, and there wasn't a human in sight for miles. She smiled to herself and continued walking, feeling a sense of comfort around her.

She reached up, putting her hood down, revealing her white furred face, ice blue eyes, and black fur. Her ears twitched lightly, listening for any unusual sounds as she walked. The softness of the earth and grass beneath her paws felt good, then she stopped, going over to the stream she had been following and knelt down, cupping her paws in the water, trapping enough water within her paws to take a drink. She did this several times until her thirst was satisfied and stood up, viewing her surroundings before she continued walking.

Where the lycan was headed, she wasn't sure, but Aura didn't care where she ended up, as long as it was worth an adventure for her. The thrill of going on a thrilling and dangerous journey excited her when she thought about it, which is why she was traveling this far in the first place. Although she started thinking she should have brought someone with her. Traveling alone was never a wise thing, especially if she were to run into something dangerous and something that could kill her with ease. Shaking the thoughts out of her head, she kept walking, her tail twitching and flicking nervously under the black velvet robe she was wearing on her journey.

So far she had not seen another soul in sight. But when she felt the tremor in the earth, she froze and scanned the area cautiously, making sure there was nothing dangerous near her.

Comment by Priestess Prometheus Masquerade on February 8, 2012 at 2:03pm

* She knealed down, putting her hand against the flat of the ground, feeling the rumbles. It must be a really large beast, she wondered if she had come across it before. By the feel of the earth it was a while away, which gave her some comfort, she was not the type to confront such a better. Moreso like a dog with their tail between their legs, she would rather back up, bite her lip and play nice.

Standing once more, she moved her cane to her right hand and started to walk again. Her steel cane waving along the grass, she heard the soft part of the grass as she walked. She smiled a little, unable to truely stop shaking, she was a nervous wreck, a very nervous being. She listened to the animals start to come out of their retreatment becoming curious at what she could not see, but they could.

Tilts her head slightly, she heard the stream, which she had been following it's sound too, and she knealed by it, her hand going out, tapping the earth knowing she was in a small clearing. She placed her cane on her lap, sitting back on her butt and dipped her fingers into the stream and held it to her face, taking in it's scent, believeing it to be fresh water. She knew not, but she put it to her lips, putting a dab of the water on her peachy stained lips, and licked over it, tasting it in silence *

Comment by Priestess Prometheus Masquerade on February 8, 2012 at 12:06pm

* Tilting her head slightly to the left, she picked up the far off sound of wings. Bird she thought, awakening from it's slumber. Her peachy smile spread as she continued to walk, tapping her cane from time to time to not trip as the vibrations bounced off of the solids and retreated back to her, like a bat would, she used such vibrations. She awaited the sound of the song which would flow freely from the bird's beak, but when it didn't come forth, she frowned.

Turning slightly as the beating of wings got closer, she picked up a cold scent, sniffing the air for a moment as she stood still. The swift cut through the air, she caught ti instantly and as the forest seemed to grow silent, and she heard the animals run for cover, she knew it was a beast bigger than a bird. She turned around, in seeming to be a circle, trying to pinpoint the sound in the mist of the rest.

Once she did, she frowned and picked up her cane, twisting it very nervously in her hands, standing still, trying to guess what type of beast as landed, hearing the thud against the earth. It was heavy and she felt it under her bare feet *

Comment by Priestess Prometheus Masquerade on February 7, 2012 at 1:21am

* Grass, she thought. Her toes digging into the warm green earth, finding a patch that was untouched by the cruel hand of winter. She turned her head, both ways, listening to the call of the birds and the movements of the forest. Everything she heard perfectly. Her lips as if stained, pulled to form a thin smile. The sun beating down on her, making her lift her gaze to feel it's warmth, knowing that spring is close by. The scents of the newly formed dew upon the lush grass confirmed her thoughts. She wrapped one arm around her thin white dress. It was strapless and fell to her ankles, very loose, as if it once belonged to a person much better than this 5'6, fragile looking girl.

 

She held a thin steel cane in her left hand which she lowered and began to wave it apon the ground, as she started to walk, her steps shuffled, she was barefoot. She made sure her white bag was still at her hip before her hand went up to the bandages around her eyes, then out in front of her, to help guide her way. She had no real purpose, she just walked *

Comment by Oleenah on January 31, 2012 at 9:16pm

Lost? Hmmm.... Finding her way was never easy in unfamilar territory. Flitting this way and that using the random flight pattern of a dragonfly certainly did not help with directionality. Was she searching for something or someone? Perchance, she was only exploring while given the opportunity. And what better way to discover new places while getting lost. Yes back to the current situation. She mumbled to herself, a tiny bell-like voice ripping out both common and uncommon obscenities while she flew along. Minding her own lost business she almost flew right into the discussion between Ska and Meadow but swiftly enough she found a hiding spot that was only revealed by a slighly loud but definitely unexpected noise. Aaaaaaaahhhhh..cchhhhhhhoooooooooo!

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