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[Cwmfen nic Graine]

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Bleh, XnX
Set in Terra Lupin.
500+


Already the day was wearing on. Already the sun was beginning to set. The white orbs watched the bright orb, although, as a gesture of respect, she could not look upon its burning face directly. But the clouds that obscured the heavens softened the intensity of that single eye, the sunset burning a soft gold against the slate of dusk. The black female sighed softly, listening to the soft sound of the world that sang to her. As the woad warrior stood there, her weight shifted to her left as she held the Raven Spear within her grasp, it seemed as if she stood naturally, without the pain and discomfort of her wounds. It seemed as if the warrior’s song filled her soul once more. Only the roundness of her belly betrayed such a thing. And yet, despite the life that grew within her, despite this new vulnerability, was she still not a warrior? The wind whispered softly to her with wordless sounds, the invisible tendrils tugging gently at her form. Nothing had changed. She was still the same. Only the life and the uncertainty was added, and those things...they did not change who she was.


She moved, walking slowly from the boarders of Shattered Coast. She had traveled long enough upon the boarders that day. Although her body remembered the endurance it once commanded, although her body regained a fraction of it, she was still unable to act as the sentinel. But the warrior understood her own limits, and she did not push herself needlessly. There was an ease in the air that she had not felt for a great while. She felt that, if only for a brief time, a small measure of peace had been obtained. With a barely discernable smile of contentment upon her lips, the woman traveled to return to her den. She did not take the same path along the boarder that she had used earlier. Instead, she moved quietly with that slight limp, passing through the trees like some strange warrior goddess. The white orbs flickered through the darkness. Her mind was clearer that day, unburdened by the heavy fog of uncertainty. She was content to wait, for she knew that she would learn what she must when she must. And acceptance came easily for the Caledonian-Korean.


The land opened up before her, vast fields of flowers whispering in the evening breeze. The scent of many flowers clung here, and for a moment longer the female paused, listening to the soft buzzing of both bees and hummingbirds. Within her hand the Raven Spear sang with singular tones, hungry but patient. These fields had blossomed with colour since last she had seen them. It was not as if she had been away from her homeland for a long while, but why did it feel that way? The quiet longing she had for Onus flickered in her mind. The bed of the earth was the only bed she had known, but she had grown accustom to her lover’s city den. The eyes turned toward the west once more, but her ears swiveled at a sound that did not coincide with the susurrus of the world. A familiar scent came to her maw, carried to her upon the gentle air. She turned slightly, the throbbing pain in her leg rising in protest. "Palindrome?"

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[Palindrome de Sadira]

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New table. Testing it out. >_> wc: 339 It was the obvious beauty of his surroundings that truly kept the boy enraptured. The flowers seemed to blossom around him so indefinitely that it seemed like his own private field of amazement and wonder. So fragile they seemed to be, each petal so intricately created to be the mark of such a quiet and soft features, but the sturdy stem kept them aloft in the July air. They seemed so proud of their tranquility, yet so humble in their pretty exterior that Palindrome couldn't help but imitate just that. His disproportionate paws and lanky limbs holding up a lithe body that held its own soft handsomeness. He lifted his own muzzle to the summer's air, defying the humidity of what the rains the week before held in the atmosphere. The sun wove through his brown fur and he pretended he was just merely a flower, a flower so obviously beautiful that it could concentrate on it's pride on other things. But as those moments came, they were gone and Palindrome with them. He snaked around the foliage, dipping and churning underneath what the ground had to offer. His paws, as large and ungainly as they were, seemed to take him to the worlds unknown to him, wriggling beneath layers of greenery and bright vivid colors. He let the sun trickle through these layers, to dapple in his fur before squirming over to another side. And before long he pop his head back up, breaking the surface once again to push up his muzzle and bark in what he believed to be the most manly and brave bark ever. The day was his, and he seized every moment of it. Every opportunity met in stride! Every person greeted with his dashing and suave self! So when he turned, and saw a familiar figure in the near distance, he shot back down and pushed past the greens and colorful flowers, seizing the opportunity to possibly move away from the dark hued femme. No one said that puppy's couldn't be hypocritical.

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[Cwmfen nic Graine]

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A little PP—PM me if you wanted to play it out differently~
500+


The scent indeed belonged to the de Sadira pup. Immediately, the warrior’s mind went to the white pup that was of blood relation to this boy. Cwmfen had promised to watch out for her brother, and here he was, within the packlands once more. The smell of the pack was still faint upon his scent, and she knew that his return could not have been long ago. Where had he been? She saw his form dart away from view and watched in silence as the movement of the grasses and flowers that betrayed his form indicated that Palindrome moved away from her. The woman paused suddenly. If the boy did not come to her when his name had been called, he would not come now. Palindrome was not like Catalyst, the warrior decided, but more like Avarice. The white orbs followed the path in that brief moment. She knew that with those wounds she could not pursue to the boy, and so she did not try.


The Spear was lifted, it’s song rising with majesty. But she bid the weapon to be gentle, to be hungerless in its flight. As the wild song of the Raven Spear changed, growing calm within her grasp, it flew from her grasp. Her aim was perfect. The blade bit the earth directly before the pup, perhaps even dangerously close. But the warrior was no fool, and she played no games. There had been no risk to that throw. Like a bluff, it was meant to startle, to manipulate the enemy. She wished only to stop the pup in his tracks long enough to reach him, or perhaps he would decide to come to her. Of course, it had never crossed the warrior’s mind that such action may have been inappropriate with a pup. The black fae was simply unfamiliar with such things. The left hand went to her belly. There was much she must learn. But for the moment, she must deal with this sudden appearance of a pup she had long been searching for.


"Palindrome," the quite melody called once more. She strode to where the Spear had bitten the earth, her fluid movements marred only by the slight limp. It was a relief that the boy had not perished. The woad marked female had worried that the pup eater Brennt had devoured him, but even now the song of Brennt had grown still. She wondered if Dawali had succeeded, for surely if he had not the AniWayans would be without leader. "Where have you been," the soft melody inquired as she paused before the Spear. But she did not reach to extract it from the earth just yet. "Catalyst has been looking for you." She did not know how strong the ties of family were within these lands, for, while they had insecure tendencies, every family was different. It was difficult, however, to find a family that was closely knit.... She hoped that her own would be able to coexist with the world.

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