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- Festivity - 12-03-2008 [html]
- Corona Lykoi - 12-07-2008 Pfft, it was fine! [html] let the dogs bite at your ankles She wasn't entirely sure what it was that had drawn her out and away from Inferni. Maybe it was the relative quiet that had come around with winter, maybe it was out of the lack of things to do. Corona didn't, or at least hadn't strayed far from Inferni in the day that had followed the cure of the illness and disbandment of Esper Hollow. She hadn't seen her father in quite some time and imagined that Jasper was sticking close to him all the same. If Laruku was with them, then Rachias was more than likely with them too. And so she let them be and focused on things right in front of her. With a heavy blanket of snow draped across the thin strip of land they inhabited, she thought maybe winter would mean that their numbers would bolster. They didn't, and instead Inferni had more or less been reduced greatly. Faolan went away, Anselm went away, Talitha drifted about (much to her dismay) and Ezekiel turned up. Her thoughts were well organised for the most part and she no longer dabbled through the concepts of what had driven Andrezej insane, even as she passed his grave. Everything was… as it was supposed to be. She supposed. Drifter Bay was not really a place that Corona went very often, despite its appropriate location as it branched off from the territory that Inferni occupied. It was a quaint little place, one that was likeable enough. She smelled the smoke long before she had seen the faint flicker of flames through the fog. It was something that she didn't really expect to see, but at the same time she didn't hold a lot of surprise either. At least until she started to catch glimpses of the creature who had built the fire and such a thing drew her in almost shyly, but silently. What was a wild dog doing this far north? let the sunshine burn your eyes - Festivity - 12-30-2008 [html]
- Corona Lykoi - 01-12-2009 I'm not much faster despite being around constantly. 50% of my time both offline and online is spent staring at the things I should do. [html] Through a smokescreen of literal smoke and fog, Corona picked out the colours and more importantly, the bird that rested on her shoulder. It was uncanny to see such a creature this far north, but oddly welcome given all that she had seen. Species were spreading out and becoming more foolhardy against the different elements. A wane smile appeared on her face briefly, before disappearing as she brushed a loose strand of hair aside and returned the inquiry-slash-greeting. “Hello,” and her eyes started to roam the figure that had revealed itself, “the smell of smoke drew me in. I didn't mean to intrude.” Basic appearance aside, it was the mynah that grasped her attention; stark white and very much unlike the inky raven Gabriel possessed. She hovered between coming closer and keeping her distance, but pressed with the matter of conversation. “What brings you to a place so far north?” There were countless reasons, but she decided not to speculate over them, let alone follow the atypical dance of “hello, and this is my name.” - Festivity - 02-04-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v160/ ... ingfel.jpg);background-repeat:repeat-y;background-color:#22316C;"> someday, but apparently not yet. sorry dahling. Your voice is all I hear somehow; Calling out winter "You're not intruding at all. You're welcome to share the fire, if you'd like. It takes a bit of the edge off the chill." Festivity had a rather risky habit of inviting perfect strangers in to share in her fires, meals and fellowship. There had been a handful of close calls and she had become wary, but persisted in the practice all the same. Danger was not the norm, and in any case it was better than spending an evening alone. These long winter nights passed so slowly, made worse by the cold to which she was still quite sensitive. Any distraction, even a potentially dangerous one, was welcome. "Any number of things. I was raised in a caravan and so you could say that traveling is in my blood. When I left home, the habit continued. I've been in the area a while though." Festivity leaned forward to poke the baking fish, causing Valrian to shift uneasily in the increased heat. The firelight gave the african hybrid a first good look at her would-be companion, a tawny figure nearly as small of stature as herself. "Are you hungry? The fish is almost finished." There was more than she could eat by herself, anyway. Valrian wasn't entirely keen on sharing but knew better than to complain or, like an errant child, he'd get nothing at all. Thinking of winter; Your name is the splinter inside me. - Corona Lykoi - 02-12-2009 [html] She dwindled in a little closer, but did not make herself overly welcome. Corona did not have many intentions just yet of staying long. Still, out of what travelling she had done, she was quite curious of the cousin canines from far and wide. Unlike her father, she had never gone to Africa. “No, but thank you anyway,” she said to the offered fish, smiling slightly. “Many who come through here are of the travelling sort, though. But usually wolves and coyotes, maybe the occasional fox. Did you come from Africa?” Even though she was definitely a wild dog of that sort, she thought it better to ask than assume. After all, they had migrated back to where they had once gone extinct, so why wouldn't others? [/html]
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