infinity spirals out creation

Eris Eternity · 01-12-2012, 07:33 AM

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The dark-hued woman could not recall the last time she had taken her halfling form. Truth be told, she found such a form rather unbecoming for a lady, and her preference did seem to lean toward Optime. As many Luperci, however, the sable-hued wolf was not entirely opposed to appearing on four legs, as she had come into the world. She did find a sort of feral excitement in the form, now so foreign to her. Her yellow-green eyes regarded the stranger and she took his excitement for flirtatious interest, his words for suggestion of her own man. While Eris knew well she was spoken for, she chose not to publicize such to Reykr just yet. Instead, she passed over the momentary suggestion and instead focused her intent on his further speech, a coy smile appearing and remaining upon her shade-hued muzzle.

She offered a nod and spoke nothing, so he might continue, which he did obligingly. The names of his gods were strange -- then again, so were the names of the Eternian gods, so were the names of Larkspur's gods. Some were proven false, others proven true. At his suggestion to move nearer, the woman appeared to consider, and then chose to sidle carefully down the trunk of the tree, her claws digging at the bark for grip at every step. The river was not so far below her as to kill her in a fall, but a broken leg might handicap her for months. With solid ground beneath her feet, the woman did not move from the trunk, but instead leaned against it, appearing complacent and content with the world.

In reality, she readied herself to run, however slightly. His size, which made him so bonny to her recruiter's eye, also likely made him powerfully fast: she took the build of his body as one not for endurance, but rather a blistering, relentless sprint. The man's Secui form would surely overtake her less speedy Optime form, but she might draw close enough to Salsola to rouse the pack with a cry of distress, should he pose her any threat. Then, it would be up to the speed of her Salsolians coming to her aid. Though nothing of Reykr had suggested to Eris he was dangerous -- quite the contrary, actually -- the dark-furred woman did not trust outsiders by default, and whether or not the man shared blood with one of her pack mattered little to Eris. Many of her own family were outsiders and decidedly betrayers and devils; why should she trust the family of another?

Still, his conversation did interest her, and the dark woman saw no reason to abbreviate their conversation by so rudely departing. She retained her relaxed alert, regarding him with a countenance free of suspicion and ill-will. For all appearances, she was simply intrigued -- curious about this man and his gods. This curiosity of his spirituality was true, and one might see it, shining in her chartreuse-hued eyes as she spoke to him then. Eris had absorbed of many beliefs as she went, taking what she would and abandoning what she did not care for. Perhaps there was something to be learned of Rekyr's beliefs.

Ah, a trio! she declared, the grin on her muzzle broadening. The Khalif gods were three, and their beliefs had proven true. The Christian gods were three, albeit with one, the capitalized God, as the head of the the trio. Perhaps Reykr's gods would prove true, as well, if they were three. Monotheism, at least as Eris had encountered it in Eterne, had proven false. I am quite interested in anything of the spirit worlds, in truth, the dark woman said, gesticulating in the air around her as she did so, indicating the world around them and its shadowy counterpart. If it offends you or if it is considered sin to speak of your beliefs, then we'll speak of other things. If you would speak of them, though, I'd listen to all you say, she said, eager for this subject as well as the distraction it provided: while telling of his belief and homeland, if he so obliged, she could size him up and avoid questions regarding Salsola in one fell swoop.

Eris is by Alaine!

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