The First Action

Ralla · 08-25-2011, 12:45 PM

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Just like before: Free post order, everyone is welcome to come, except things will be a bit more interesting this time >:3 (Nootau: Visible) Everyone who sees Nootau feel free to powerplay him telling them of the location.

Ralla's POV

The news was inconceivable--disastrous! And yet...Ralla was happy.

Perhaps it would be better to explain from the beginning. Ever since the raid in Crimson Dreams, things within the tribe had been on a steady, if not radical, decline. And then there was that huge fight that could be heard from a mile away--she herself had not been present, but she heard the howls and saw the returning Guardians...alive or dead--that set off a huge red flag, and it was evident that the time was drawing near. It had also been awhile since there had been a meeting like the last one, but with all the Guardians taking greater priority and being more paranoid than before, not even a casual howl could be used as communication for a gathering without suspicion. Ralla herself was already out to the north by the willow tree that she had taken Markus to, and had found it quite suitable for their purposes. It was remote, secluded, and the light of the last quarter moon for the month would be more than enough, aided by the stars; as of yet, the moon was just on the horizon. The fireflies were out again, and it was sad to think that it would only be another month before their numbers began to wane in the cold of autumn. A small creek burbled not too far from the tree itself, and there were quite a few rocks about. In a sense, the tree was like a safe refuge. It was there that she waited.

Nootau? Ralla asked aloud, hoping her spirit guide would appear before her. Faithfully he did, alighting on her outstretched arm. His eyes were as black as ever, the light of fireflies illuminating them every so often. I'm sorry to have to ask this of you, she said with true regret, seeing as what she was about to ask was a messenger's duty, not a spirit guide's. If you could find everyone who was with us last time and tell them that it is time to meet again, I'd be thankful. I'm not a messenger bird, the owl said plainly, although he did not seem miffed or peeved in the slightest. Only, concerned. Sometimes Ralla believed that she and he thought much on the same wavelength, which comforted her a lot. It meant mutual understanding, and thankfully it seemed he understood her need then when he took off into the night, disappearing into the plane of spirits. At least...she hoped he understood and did not leave her there to wait in foolishness. That would certainly be a spirit-guide-like thing to do to teach her a lesson in humility...

Nootau's POV

In any other circumstance Nootau might've done exactly as his charge was thinking and just let her wait to teach her humility. But it was true that such news could not go unheard and that the utmost discretion was required for everyone to stay safe. So no, Nootau did not remain in the spirit plane for more time than it took for him to get back to the village and reappear at the window of those who he knew to be of the same mind as his charge...or at least similar. If they weren't in their homes, he sought them out--but could only do so for those that had spirit guides themselves, since finding the spirit energy was easier than mortal energy. He whispered to each of those that had audience with him where to find Ralla and how, and of the urgency and secrecy needed in order to ensure success. Being a spirit, his wings didn't tire and he did not falter. But still the flying took time, and he was ever-watchful for the eyes of other spirits or Guardians. No, he did not trust those that had come with Maska, and the other spirit guides native to AniWaya and not the Great Tribe had similar wavelengths as well. But they could not choose their charge's paths, only push them in the right direction.

Moon walks. Moon talks. Moon thinks.

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