Post by Lethe on Jul 23, 2015 20:51:25 GMT -5
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[attr="class","pltxt"]Lethe had lived most of her young life in the jungle. It was an unforgiving place, albeit beautiful, but today was her time to leave. She itched to see what was beyond her wooded home, and as she ascended that day to the top of the Ridge of Vesirtin. the scenery slowly changed from tropical to deciduous, the twisting, gnarled trees of the Waryk mingling and morphing to pines and oaks. The wooded area smelled wonderful, like earthen sap, and as the silvery femme walked carefully through the needles and leaves dotting the ground, she almost gasped aloud when she reached the end of claimed Valyn territory.
The area she knew as R’imdar opened up like a curtain as the trees parted and revealed an open landscape. Far overhead, Oracle exploded from the leaves like a bullet, able to stretch her wings fully without the trunks of the woods in her way. As she banked and soared in the open afternoon air, Lethe couldn’t help but laugh happily. She was free. For the day, in that moment, they were both completely free. With a burst of yellow happiness exploding behind her eyes, she tried her best to project her own feelings to her companion. Fly, she thought, squinting her eyes in concentration. I’ll see you back at home later.
With a calm determination, she descended the shallow ridge into the Delia Basin of R’imdar. To her left were the geysers, spewing hot smoke into the air and tiny jets of boiling water. Lethe had heard rumors of Mint having her tail removed by a mountain-esque wolf there, and for her own safety, she chose to avoid it. There was nowhere to hide along the Basin, and she found comfort in it.
For a moment, she wondered if her brother, the Boy, had come this way. He had been gone for weeks now, and it made her a little sad. She wondered if he had died, or if he’d joined another pack, or even simply went off on his own—but to Lethe, there was no home outside of Tas’alea. She knew of the mainland Anikira, but despite her urges to explore her own home, she cared little for the goings-on in the larger continent. What could they have that she did not here?
She waded through the outskirts of the water for hours, catching small fish in her teeth and watching tiny crabs as they skittered away, sideways, from her gentle pawsteps. As colorful fish darted through her legs, she thought back to her time with Micah. They’d learned to fish together, and he was nice. The grey mottled fae smiled absentmindedly as she walked. Besides the fish, there were prints from other, larger prey, but in the heat of the swelling sun, they were nowhere to be seen. And after walking for hours across the territory, midday turned to afternoon and Lethe found herself staring at an impassable mountain range.
Trees dripped lazily off of the size of the craggy peaks, and she found refuge underneath one of them. Nearby to her, she saw a beaten path—but the scent markers of an unfamiliar pack, two distinctly similar yet different scents, barred her way. She was not so foolish to wander into another pack’s territory—and the mixed she-wolf rested, watching her owl companion still far in the distance, dropping occasionally onto the land for prey.
tags: @beleth
words: 568
muse: great but post was poo, sorry. xD
notes: IT BEGINS. <3 For clarification, she's just outside the border of Kydifi's Pass. I figure they can meet, then I'll toss the NPC in.
The area she knew as R’imdar opened up like a curtain as the trees parted and revealed an open landscape. Far overhead, Oracle exploded from the leaves like a bullet, able to stretch her wings fully without the trunks of the woods in her way. As she banked and soared in the open afternoon air, Lethe couldn’t help but laugh happily. She was free. For the day, in that moment, they were both completely free. With a burst of yellow happiness exploding behind her eyes, she tried her best to project her own feelings to her companion. Fly, she thought, squinting her eyes in concentration. I’ll see you back at home later.
With a calm determination, she descended the shallow ridge into the Delia Basin of R’imdar. To her left were the geysers, spewing hot smoke into the air and tiny jets of boiling water. Lethe had heard rumors of Mint having her tail removed by a mountain-esque wolf there, and for her own safety, she chose to avoid it. There was nowhere to hide along the Basin, and she found comfort in it.
For a moment, she wondered if her brother, the Boy, had come this way. He had been gone for weeks now, and it made her a little sad. She wondered if he had died, or if he’d joined another pack, or even simply went off on his own—but to Lethe, there was no home outside of Tas’alea. She knew of the mainland Anikira, but despite her urges to explore her own home, she cared little for the goings-on in the larger continent. What could they have that she did not here?
She waded through the outskirts of the water for hours, catching small fish in her teeth and watching tiny crabs as they skittered away, sideways, from her gentle pawsteps. As colorful fish darted through her legs, she thought back to her time with Micah. They’d learned to fish together, and he was nice. The grey mottled fae smiled absentmindedly as she walked. Besides the fish, there were prints from other, larger prey, but in the heat of the swelling sun, they were nowhere to be seen. And after walking for hours across the territory, midday turned to afternoon and Lethe found herself staring at an impassable mountain range.
Trees dripped lazily off of the size of the craggy peaks, and she found refuge underneath one of them. Nearby to her, she saw a beaten path—but the scent markers of an unfamiliar pack, two distinctly similar yet different scents, barred her way. She was not so foolish to wander into another pack’s territory—and the mixed she-wolf rested, watching her owl companion still far in the distance, dropping occasionally onto the land for prey.
tags: @beleth
words: 568
muse: great but post was poo, sorry. xD
notes: IT BEGINS. <3 For clarification, she's just outside the border of Kydifi's Pass. I figure they can meet, then I'll toss the NPC in.
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