09-28-2011, 05:24 PM
yaaaay crazy people party! Jace is slightly hysterical XD
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She snorted and grinned at his idea, her head turning towards the two horses that were grazing out back of the house in their fence surrounded garden of grass and herbs. The nameless white stallion looked up as she looked over and stared hard at her before snorting and turning around to trot away. The grey mare was more friendly although she was still unridable, her pregnancy not the only reason for this. She watched the two wolf-not wolfs as they fiddled about with thier hot bright beast. Jace snorted again and turned back to her beloved mate,
"Not bloody likely, they'd be more likely to throw me off and run away. I think the mare will be giving birth soon, she looks about ready to pop." Her gaze returned to the flickering fire and Temo's pleasing form as he placed the grill they would be using to BBQ the deer meat over the flames. The fur on her neck rose and prickled and floppy ears swiveled to pinpoint a jingling noise coming from the deepening darkness. A sense of excitement filled her and she pushed herself to her feel with a small amount of difficulty to greet whomever it was that was coming.
The aged woman that came into view was both small and yet strong and she was special in ways Jace would not and could not even begin to understand or fathom. She was touched, whether by gods or angels or some other mystic beings Jace did not know but she felt that power, the otherwordliness that set the fur on her neck prickling with anxiety and contentedness. Jace only just resisted the desire to throw herself at the floor and fawn at the feet of whomever she was like a moon struck child about to hear its first ancient stories.
In slight shock, Jace performed the customary greeting , her hands coming to her face and her words gently said,
"Namaste, Elder one. Welcome." Temo asked if she would join them and Jace waited patiently for he answer, muttering to herself reverently in her own northern language. She felt the years slip away and saw herself at her beginning, barely even half a foot tall and staring up at the kind, warm faces of those who had lived through the ages to gather up stories of wizened old meanings and repeat their wisdom to those who needed it. The firelight shifted and glinted in the Ancient one's eyes, revealing the depth of thier uselessness to Jace. She was blind! What an awful thing to befall such a less deserving creature, to lose your sight, Jace could hardly imagine it and the idea filled her with horror and sadness, she had no idea that the hybrid woman had been blinded before she could even see, that she had never used her eyes in the way that Jace had done and had lived her entire life in relative darkness. She wanted to weep for that which was lost, and she wanted to care for this old woman as though she were her own mother, despite the fact that she had barely said four words to she and Temo.
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She snorted and grinned at his idea, her head turning towards the two horses that were grazing out back of the house in their fence surrounded garden of grass and herbs. The nameless white stallion looked up as she looked over and stared hard at her before snorting and turning around to trot away. The grey mare was more friendly although she was still unridable, her pregnancy not the only reason for this. She watched the two wolf-not wolfs as they fiddled about with thier hot bright beast. Jace snorted again and turned back to her beloved mate,
"Not bloody likely, they'd be more likely to throw me off and run away. I think the mare will be giving birth soon, she looks about ready to pop." Her gaze returned to the flickering fire and Temo's pleasing form as he placed the grill they would be using to BBQ the deer meat over the flames. The fur on her neck rose and prickled and floppy ears swiveled to pinpoint a jingling noise coming from the deepening darkness. A sense of excitement filled her and she pushed herself to her feel with a small amount of difficulty to greet whomever it was that was coming.
The aged woman that came into view was both small and yet strong and she was special in ways Jace would not and could not even begin to understand or fathom. She was touched, whether by gods or angels or some other mystic beings Jace did not know but she felt that power, the otherwordliness that set the fur on her neck prickling with anxiety and contentedness. Jace only just resisted the desire to throw herself at the floor and fawn at the feet of whomever she was like a moon struck child about to hear its first ancient stories.
In slight shock, Jace performed the customary greeting , her hands coming to her face and her words gently said,
"Namaste, Elder one. Welcome." Temo asked if she would join them and Jace waited patiently for he answer, muttering to herself reverently in her own northern language. She felt the years slip away and saw herself at her beginning, barely even half a foot tall and staring up at the kind, warm faces of those who had lived through the ages to gather up stories of wizened old meanings and repeat their wisdom to those who needed it. The firelight shifted and glinted in the Ancient one's eyes, revealing the depth of thier uselessness to Jace. She was blind! What an awful thing to befall such a less deserving creature, to lose your sight, Jace could hardly imagine it and the idea filled her with horror and sadness, she had no idea that the hybrid woman had been blinded before she could even see, that she had never used her eyes in the way that Jace had done and had lived her entire life in relative darkness. She wanted to weep for that which was lost, and she wanted to care for this old woman as though she were her own mother, despite the fact that she had barely said four words to she and Temo.