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- Barrett - 05-26-2011 [html]
<style> .barrett-traffic p {padding:0px 10px 5px 10px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .barrett-traffic b {color:#FDE77D; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px;} .barrett-traffic {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:13px; color:#FEF2A6; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... affic1.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 190px 0px; border:none; width:420px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;} .barrett-ooc {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:10px; color:#B16621; text-align: justify; background-color:#000000; border:none; width:400px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;padding:5px 10px 5px 10px;} </style>[/html] - Alae Sidhe - 05-31-2011 [html] Thank you once again for your patience and starting this out! 500+ Dahlia de Mai had been under extreme renovation since Conor (the past Alpha Male of Dahlia) decided to step down from his throne and pass the reign onto Nayru. With dreams and aspirations of rebuilding the docks and structures that suffered drastic amount of weather damage, regenerating the vineyards for wine production, and anything else that required a fix up, it was expected of every member in the ranks to play a part in mending something back to its recondition. Taking on the role assisting with renovating what she could with the vineyards, wine making was a far cry from the poses of baptiste or the incense of aromatherapy, but the Sidhe believed to keep her mind spry and flexible while she matured, it wouldn't hurt in the least to obtain a new skill and hobby to pass the time. Whisking away from the territory bounds on this day, the newly appointed Wahrer (the Wahrer rank meant hunter, but was technically far from being an expert in hunting) perceived the outlying areas around Dahlia to hold tools left from human civilization in order to assist her further in restoring the vineyards. Her snowy owl companion soared ahead of her overhead, silently ruling the path of which they traveled, as Kael always did. In the distance was a withered structure, but before her sky blue gaze even caught sight of it, the familiar smell of cannabis caught her senses as little as a mile away. The smell of cannabis was well known among the Luperci, very identifiable and this strand with a potent aroma to it. Where there was strong cannabis usually meant there was somebody burning it for their personal use. With the smell growing more prominent as she casually strolled along, it seemed like Kael was soaring in the same direction of the source as well. She wondered if the smell was any appealing to the snowy owl as it was to her, as the pair progressed onward to the structure. Approaching to where there was a dark, mottled figure of black and brown tampering with a dolly amongst the snarled weeds, the joint smoldered with liberty at the edge of his darkened canine lips. With his concentration on seizing the structure from the overgrowth, the male looked quite young for his physique, but there was also a quality about him which was matured as well (at least Alae didn't feel as old as she usually did around Dahlia de Mai). Decked out in cargo pants, a brown beanie, and what looked like a key slung around his neck, Alae kept a comfortable distance between them, but crossed her arms and tilted her head in inquiry. "The strand of that… smells like Afghani, but I could be wrong?" Alae said, her muzzle lightly motioning to the joint upon his lips. It had been a considerable while since she last dealt with cannabis (and smoked a considerable amount during her earlier juvenile years), and hopefully her skill of distinction between the strands of such was still on point. Kael landed an earshot away, ruffling his pale feathers and gleaming upon the male with his wide eyed, scrutinizing look. - Barrett - 06-02-2011 [html] <style> .barrett-traffic p {padding:0px 10px 5px 10px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .barrett-traffic b {color:#FDE77D; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px;} .barrett-traffic {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:13px; color:#FEF2A6; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... affic1.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 190px 0px; border:none; width:420px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;} .barrett-ooc {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:10px; color:#B16621; text-align: justify; background-color:#000000; border:none; width:400px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;padding:5px 10px 5px 10px;} </style>[/html] - Alae Sidhe - 06-02-2011 [html] <333! I like your writing style, descriptive and crisp. :3 626 It became apparent the mottled brown and black male didn't expect company to come waltzing up his driveway so sudden, but at the same time didn't appear to mind. Taking the joint from his lips and inspecting it himself to see if it was indeed the strain the Sidhe spoke of, he reached a conclusion of doubt as to what family of cannabis it was from. Then again, it was common for many to smoke cannabis without being so sure as to what type they were smoking exactly. No matter what the strain was, all of them held their common goal to bring a person to a state of relaxation. Her agouti muzzle tipped in a nod, understandingly of his doubt. "I haven't smoked any for a minute, not since I left Ireland. I figured it smelled like Afghani, but then again they all have the same effect in the end." Alae noted, with a light smile tacking onto the end of her statement. She was patient as he finally won the battle with enrapturing the dolly from the snarled weeds, putting it off to the side momentarily. Offering to relish in some of the flavor and high of the cannabis he was smoking, Alae didn't expect for him to be so considerate in offering his own, but was grateful nonetheless. "I suppose a little wouldn't hurt. It's been so long. Thank you." Assuming he was more than generous on providing his joint for fair share, Alae inspected the rolled cannabis in her grasp before taking an inhale of a drag from it. It had been so long that it slightly burned in the back of her throat, but was persistent on getting a good hit. There was enough taken to where she passed it back to him, and let it sit in her lungs momentarily to absorb as much of the THC crystals her system could. Blowing out a stream of the residue smoke her lungs couldn't soak up, there was a leafy taste of the cannabis on her tongue, and her eyes instantly watered. He then mentioned plants around the back, to where Alae assumed he might have been talking about cannabis plants, or maybe some other varieties. "You grow weed on your property, or other sorts of herbs as well?" Alae would eventually be led to what he was referring to, but was curios about what sort of plants he was able to harvest himself. The Wahrer was big on natural herb collecting for holistic and aromatherapy needs, so it was a topic that instantly caught her attention. Alae noticed his observing eyes upon her, and smiled back in silence. One thing about him was that he looked quite young, but not as young as her entire pack was in Dahlia de Mai. It was always a pleasure to run into company that was about as close to her age as they could get in these parts, because all of her previous encounters (except for Saluce) were about a year younger than her and even still growing out of the stages of being a juvenile. Leering over to Kael, it was in his typical fashion to look intimidating and stoic for an owl like himself. Alae laughed to this. "I'm not sure he likes a lot. Maybe he has some sort of Alpha Male complex, but that's how he typically looks. His name is Kael." Alae said, a small grin on her face as she glanced at her feathery companion. Kael typically wasn't a threat to anyone yet, so Alae wasn't too worried about him. "And I'm Alae, from Dahlia de Mai." The Wahrer then said, figuring her introduction would suit well in this moment after she introduced her leering companion. - Barrett - 06-04-2011 [html] <style> .barrett-traffic p {padding:0px 10px 5px 10px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .barrett-traffic b {color:#FDE77D; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px;} .barrett-traffic {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:13px; color:#FEF2A6; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... affic1.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 190px 0px; border:none; width:420px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;} .barrett-ooc {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:10px; color:#B16621; text-align: justify; background-color:#000000; border:none; width:400px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;padding:5px 10px 5px 10px;} </style>[/html] - Alae Sidhe - 06-06-2011 [html] No worries! Don't even remind me about fixing my profile, I've got so much I haven't completed yet with both that AND the wiki. O_x Haha, I wanted a character who followed Celtic like traditions or some sort of Buddhist practice, and I settled with both for Alae. 656 Any once overs his pale yellow eyes decided to do when dancing over her figure in observation, the Sidhe wouldn't particularly mind, for the effects of the THC crystals in the cannabis were already beginning to take instant effect for her. Feeling the lethargy haze begin to captivate her psyche, it was a haze that, at the same time, was an instant mood lift. Her increased awareness of the senses began to kick in, as it probably looked just as strange for her to be giving him the exact same once over with her own sky blue eyes, but the details were more precise, the colors more vivid, and her view of the world becoming more abstract. A wide grin slowly began expanding across the plain of her muzzle, as this strand made her feel elated with instant enjoyment. Not only was her mood elated, but Alae also relished in the opportunity of his presence, which felt instantly comfortable. There was always a moment of awkwardness to be felt when making ice breakers, but this encounter felt laid back, mutual, as if they had known each other for years. Explaining marijuana was the only crop harvested (and in a small quantity, judging from the way he explained the improvement at the end of the season), Alae nodded in acknowledgment to this. During her exploration of her journey through the mutual lands surrounding her pack of Dahlia de Mai, she took note of many herbs that weren't commonly found this far North in the world. Whether it was the humans who once planted the seeds or evolution of some sort, there was an abundance of plants with many natural medicinal value upon this continent. The topic of herbs was always an interest grabber for the Sidhe, for it was part of her holistic healing and aromatherapy practices. "There's many plants I wouldn't think would be found this far North, but from what I've noticed, Nova Scotia is rich with many things to make your harvest flourish for business. Especially now that summer's arriving." Alae explained, making her thoughts vocal, and also taking another puff of his joint that he passed back to her. Alae first debated whether or not her first hit would suffice enough, but figured an increased state of euphoria couldn't hurt. While his poppy shortage was low, Alae quickly jogged in her mind to think if she had any spare to provide. There were jars of dried herbs back in her abode at Dahlia, and figured there had to be some extra somewhere. The only reason she would have poppy was for enhancing enzymes for the Luperci body, as most of the herbs she collected had some effect on the immune system or senses. "I might have extra poppies to spare back in Dahlia if you need them, though I don't think I've passed by any since I've came here." Alae said, shaking her head. Not entirely sure, it drove her to further wonder about his purpose for planting. "So, are you growing for profit, or is it a hobby you enjoy?" Alae asked, tacking on the question a little late. Despite how the haze of the marijuana was increasing, Alae grew particularly chatty when under the influence of such. Presenting his name as Barrett, it was masculine and seemed to fit the ambience of him well. Without any more delay to show the property around the back, Alae agreed to follow behind. There was still work for him to do before the day was out, and Alae didn't want to delay him much time to get what he needed to get done completed. "Sure. Do you need any help with moving things from the garage? I've got free time to spare." While it was in her mission to gather tools for renovating the vineyards back in Dahlia, there was always time on her watch to offer a helping paw, if needed. Also, for Barret sharing his joint so generously, figured she wanted to do something kind in return. - Barrett - 06-09-2011 [html] <style> .barrett-traffic p {padding:0px 10px 5px 10px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .barrett-traffic b {color:#FDE77D; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px;} .barrett-traffic {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:13px; color:#FEF2A6; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... affic1.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 190px 0px; border:none; width:420px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;} .barrett-ooc {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:10px; color:#B16621; text-align: justify; background-color:#000000; border:none; width:400px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;padding:5px 10px 5px 10px;} </style>[/html] - Alae Sidhe - 06-21-2011 [html] The move went great! Finally settled in, and glad to get back to writing! 797 With the haze of THC beginning to take a more captive state over her mind, this didn't regard her from keeping focused on the conversation and the tasks about to come. Her nerves had not been exposed to the effects of marijuana in quite sometime, so the effect was hitting her more profoundly and stronger than it used to when she smoked for enjoyment every other day. Seeing as how there was a silly grin to register upon Barrett's own muzzle, it made her own broaden as Barrett explained sharing the harvest of poppies that he could obtain from her own seeds given to him. Sounded like a fair trade enough, as the Sidhe nodded in acknowledgement. "I could work with that. I've been scavenging the mutual territories for whatever I could find in a medicinal sense, and I've found some worthy gems I didn't think would grow in these parts. We can see if those will flourish with your collection as well." Alae replied, for there were jars upon jars back in her dwelling at Dahlia that housed dried and cracked herbs of all sorts from her travels. The little flirtatious tack upon his sentence couldn't have made her grin any more broad, as a light laugh followed suit. "Who knows, it could turn into something more of a joint venture opportunity for both of our packs." The brilliance behind marijuana is it got her thinking, and so many ideas were instantly overflowing into her mind at the moment about the prospects of trading with other packs for goods and services. Dahlia already began with the production of wine bottling and wine making, why not attempt to take on another trade such as seed harvesting? Following in suit with Barrett to his collection he possessed and pointed out, Alae crouched up close to some specimens, but continued to remain on pace with Barrett's tour of the greenhouse. Seeing as how Barrett's collection could definitely use some assistance from what she already possessed seed wise back in Dahlia, the back of her mind did a mental checklist of what she had on hand to provide to him as Barrett led them to peer into an area where the plants were wilted at best. A failed project perhaps, but fortunately with plants, compost and proper irrigation techniques that he noted would bring them back to life in no time. There was much potential Alae could see in this greenhouse, and the Sidhe fed off Barrett's desire to revive it to its highest attainable state. "When I leave, I'll return to my den to look for what I've collected so I can give you more than just poppies. I've got some things that could really find a home and growth here, with a little touch up in compost and soiling." The Wahrer offered, though of course she didn't want to appear like she was having in on whatever project Barrett had going on for himself. She understood Luperci had to make their own incomes from somewhere, but Alae was more than willing to help if Barrett so needed the assistance to, for plants and herbs were right up there on her forte. Sauntering back to the location where they first met, Alae took hold of the sixteen screws he provided. She observed the human made metal pieces in her grasp as he rummaged around in a box that contained more of the same with human made tools. Finding herself staring at the screws for a bit longer than intended (the effects of marijuana were still greatly at work, and wouldn't prove to slow down anytime soon), her ears suddenly caught Barrett's question of her practice a few moments after her stupor in staring silence. Blinking her eyes, she shook her head lightly as if to rid the temporary cloud of idleness that overcame her. "I practice meditation and yoga, preferably baptiste, which is more of a flow of breath and movement than simple stretching." Alae started, pausing at first. "My grandmother taught me the practice back in Ireland, and so far it seems not too many in Nova Scotia are fond of it, so I do what I can to help those who need clarification and quietness to their souls." Another pause. "I also make incense and candles for aromatherapy, which sort of tie into my whole practice of meditation as well. I collect many herbs so I could extract the essential oils from them, thus making what I need to achieve burning scents as well." Her explanation then fell into silence from that point forward, as Alae could also mention her newfound interest in winemaking and tidying up the vineyards in Dahlia, but that wasn't as nearly as important as what she excelled in for her own skills. - Barrett - 06-22-2011 [html] <style> .barrett-traffic p {padding:0px 10px 5px 10px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .barrett-traffic b {color:#FDE77D; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px;} .barrett-traffic {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:13px; color:#FEF2A6; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... affic1.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 190px 0px; border:none; width:420px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;} .barrett-ooc {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:10px; color:#B16621; text-align: justify; background-color:#000000; border:none; width:400px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;padding:5px 10px 5px 10px;} </style>[/html] - Alae Sidhe - 07-02-2011 [html] Sorry, no need to match length whatsoever. ^^ Sometimes I have these bouts of inspiration, but I promise to keep them shorter. Reference of her pose is found here! 549 Upon mentioning the opportunity to make commerce between their two packs, there was no response made about any ideas offered to the slab on pursuing such a thing further. Which was perfectly fine for the Sidhe, even if Barrett didn’t choose to share his musings, for her mindset didn’t exactly calculate the possibility of those attempting to take abuse of the substances, or other issues that could arise in leadership and conflict. It was really something that sounded nice for a bonding opportunity, an opportunity to branch out and make new relations. The THC was flooding the gateways of her mind that were often blocked, sputtering out thought after thought freely. Mainly, there was a motive to Alae in order to get Dahlia de Mai’s good name out again. Apparently there was a sordid and violent history that encircled her pack that Alae didn’t quite understand herself yet, but apparently their previous image had done much burden and ruin to their name that any means of extending relations was imperative for their new image. Little did Alae expect that Dahlia would become no more in the coming weeks, but for the present time here, Alae aspired to configure means to get more traffic into Dahlia and branch out. With the onset of yoga in the conversation, Barrett broke into several poses that made a grin spread wide upon her agouti maw, and also made her laugh softly. Indeed, there were different ways to approach different poses when it came to practices of stretching the limbs as well as your mind in the same manner, and Alae broke out into her own pose. It was known as Natarajasana, or Dancing Shiva. Catching her left foot from behind, her abdominals sucked inward in order to draw her tailbone down to create space in her lower back. Lifting her right arm up, Alae began to lean forward and press her left leg away from her. Making a bow shape with her left leg, Alae made a fixed point at the snout of Barrett’s nose, and her arm made an invisible cut right in front of his muzzle. There was a silly grin on her maw, as it was only but the haze of the THC that was making this pose completely random to do with a ridiculous smile. “Poses like this, in Baptiste, is more of my forte.” The Sidhe remarked, her eyes fixed on his nose alone in concentration to hold her form. After a few seconds she released. “There’s many ways to do so, like you’ve shown. Each way has some beneficiary, more or less.” There was a shrug then, for any pose provided the means to stretch a Luperci’s limbs or mind, whatever the pose intended to do for the spirit overall. Cutting a deal for Alae to stop by with her offering of poppies and whatever else she had in collection as far as herbs went, the Sidhe eagerly nodded to this. “Sounds like a plan. I’m sure it’ll be easy to transport water here too, if needed.” The irrigation system might have needed work, but it would be no difficult task for Alae to transport buckets and handled jugs of water to assist. Nurturing Mother Nature, after all, was the best gift anyone could take care after - Barrett - 07-06-2011 [html] <style> .barrett-traffic p {padding:0px 10px 5px 10px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .barrett-traffic b {color:#FDE77D; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px;} .barrett-traffic {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:13px; color:#FEF2A6; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... affic1.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 190px 0px; border:none; width:420px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;} .barrett-ooc {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:10px; color:#B16621; text-align: justify; background-color:#000000; border:none; width:400px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;padding:5px 10px 5px 10px;} </style>[/html] - Alae Sidhe - 07-06-2011 [html] No worries, I like the realism you bring to his personality. Also, I'm not sure if this was slightly PP, but hit me with a PM stick if it was and I'll edit! 581 Business matters clearly evaporated from the focus of their topic, as Alae was more subjected upon perfecting her stance of Dancing Shiva and highly intrigued at the implementation of the Dancing Shiva display she made before Barrett. Such practices weren’t often shared readily amongst strangers or acquaintances like she was doing now; whether it was the THC bringing relaxation to social situations or her true passion to teach those unfamiliar with yoga, Alae let the flow of the posture blossom like it was as natural as breathing. Quite apparent, there was a distinct roving gaze in his pale yellow eyes upon her, however there was no shame in her figure shying away from such a fixed look, nor did it hinder her performance otherwise. It had literally taken a year and a half when she learned to perfect such a pose, and pride radiated from the pose as long as she could hold it comfortably before gracefully returning to a normal stature. She didn’t mind the very evident gape Barrett took of her, for their lighthearted flirting was beginning to manifest itself more blatantly. In the mood their initial joint offered to them, the Sidhe didn’t mind in the least. Beating the hell out of emphasis of grinning madly, there was more of a reason to hold a smile of amusement when Barrett attempted to mimic Dancing Shiva itself. Puzzled at the concept of balance in this position, Alae shook her head lightly. “Neither did I, at one point. Time, patience, self-control.” Alae hinted lightly at the undertone of his wandering gaze upon her (but of course in good teasing nature), her canines beaming in amusement while Barrett struggled against the force of gravity to keep a still figure. Barrett’s attempt to prime himself into Dancing Shiva to the best of his ability was an automatic cue for Alae to lend physical assistance, which didn’t require a verbal inquiry to do. Placing a hand underneath the base of his ribcage, her palm lightly pressed against the wall of his abdominals so Barrett could lift himself better to keep his torso and chest high and strong. Another hand was applied to the upper portion of his quadriceps to the leg he caught hold of and lifted, and her hand gradually slid up to cup his kneecap and gently lift to give it more stretch to as much comfort Barrett allowed. Her hand glided up his leg in more of a slithering manner than intended, but it gave the nerves of her palm impression of the half velvet, half shorthaired coarseness of his leg fur. Perhaps she was beginning to slowly catch onto the invisible chemistry of flirtation herself, shamelessly. The Sidhe appreciated more of the anatomy of Barrett’s figure from this angle, as his contours lengthened themselves to get a better view. It would be underestimated to say Alae didn’t take advantage of ogling at the masculine qualities that Barrett possessed, but noted his lanky nature was also balanced in build from quite possibly the labor he done around the greenhouse. Her own eyes took captive of their moment to linger in admiration of his build, as when there was enough support to where Alae sensed it could have possibly been comfortable enough for Barrett to freeze into Dancing Shiva, she removed her support. Gently taking a step back, the corners of her muzzle were twisted in a smirk, looking on with gleaming and glazed over sky blue eyes to see if her support had given him confidence to hold the pose long enough to be stable. - Barrett - 07-10-2011 [html] <style> .barrett-traffic p {padding:0px 10px 5px 10px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .barrett-traffic b {color:#FDE77D; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px;} .barrett-traffic {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:13px; color:#FEF2A6; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... affic1.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 190px 0px; border:none; width:420px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;} .barrett-ooc {font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif; font-size:10px; color:#B16621; text-align: justify; background-color:#000000; border:none; width:400px; border-radius:20px; -moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px; margin:0 auto;padding:5px 10px 5px 10px;} </style>[/html] - Alae Sidhe - 08-01-2011 [html] It was fiiine. Wo0t, couple more posts or two to wrap up and be onto the next? A nod of acknowledgement followed once Barrett was able to hold what he could of the Shiva, her grin remaining profound across the slender plain of her agouti muzzle. Retracting back into standing position, Alae did not expect graceful perfection the first time around, and wouldn't expect it even on the seventh time. The road to success was paved with faults, whether insignificant cracks or gaping mounds, but the Sidhe was personally delighted to see another open minded enough to attempt to try the practices that had liberated, strengthened, and made herself more clairvoyant over the seasons. She didn't believe Barrett would be inconvenienced by future Lessons of the Lotus, as Alae liked to refer to them as, and would be an activity greatly looked forward to. Expressing further interest in such, her agouti and peppered tail gave a swaying wave of delight in this. "I have all the time in the world to; I'd love to show you my practices of inner journeys into the worlds of your own mind that you didn't think existed in you. When you're ready, I'll be ready whenever you come calling." Already several series of poses and routines were passing through the gateways of her mind, which were already free flowing at a more hurried pace than usual. Elaborating more on plants and especially indulging in the natural pleasures of nature itself through means of smoking, Alae was more than inclined to join him for a couple more rounds or so to welcome in their newfound friendship. She was already feeling what seemed like the peak of pleasure from the THC bringing haze across her mind, but to turn down a generous offering was something she couldn't do. Taking her hand into his, Alae allowed her host to lead her where Barrett destined to take them. "Lead the way." Her command was simply straightforward enough. |