Wheeling Gull Isle blue heart of the ocean jewel
All Welcome  July 03, 2018, 08:34 PM
Maegi
Undersea
Daggertooth
@Lainie -- forward dated to yesterday, 7/17

It was tremendously like home, and she didn't know why she hadn't explored it before. The walls glowed with various organisms and plants, the water sparkling underneath it all. It smelled different than Fellglow Keep, of course--like salt and sea, instead of the darker smells that lie beneath a forest. But there was magic, here, and for the first time in a long time, Maegi thought she could hear the whispers again.

It was early evening, and she was in the middle of it all, amazed. There was a faint orange hue to the air as the sun set in the west, and a cool breeze from that direction whistled past her, lifting all the hairs on her pelt. The puffs of air of far-off creatures--whales, she'd heard them called--were fountains in the ocean, further adornment to the waves.

She would have to return soon, to the land above, to check on all of her favorite people here. But for now, Maegi was content to sit and wonder at the water, Daedric prayers ringing in her ears.
July 18, 2018, 12:53 AM
Lainie
Undersea
Tauhou
here have the shittiest post
Her ankle had been bothering her even after returning to the island and resting, but stubbornly Lainie refused to seek help. Breaking it had been a stupid mistake on her part. She'd just deal with the consequences, she figured. It was better than anyone knowing how much of an idiot she was.
When she stumbled across the other girl, she was in a mood far too sour to be taken aback by her appearance. It was— unusual, yeah, but whatever. Her ankle hurt. She stopped a few feet from the other, wondering what exactly she was... doing. Hi, She managed, sitting down to relieve the weight from her one good leg. It was starting to ache— her other leg was unusable for now.
July 18, 2018, 01:41 AM
Maegi
Undersea
Daggertooth
The sounds of an uneven gait, not unlike her own, reached her ears, and she looked up, intrigued. A grayscale girl was headed her way with a limp, looking dour. She sat down and offered a greeting, and Maegi dipped her muzzle in turn, smiling shyly. "Hey," she said in a hushed voice, the word echoing slightly off the walls.

Unable to keep herself from asking, she gestured at the other's paws, brows raised in curiosity. "Are you okay?" she queried, meeting the girl's eyes again. "You're limping." Maybe it was congenital, like her own deformity, but if not, perhaps she could be of some help. She had been tending to Teamouse for some time now, and he didn't seem to hold the same curse as Cicero or the dead mother. He was still here, and still alive. Maybe her luck as a healer had turned.