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i long for scenes where man hath never trod - Relmyna - May 27, 2018
the daughters of melonii and priestess were old enough now, relmyna felt, to venture beyond the borders of blackfeather. late one morning, she gathered her girls of shadow and snow to her side. the woman had been recently perturbed over the silence of her offspring, but knew it to be natural. she was a mute, and blackfeather's halls echoed with solitude.
and so in relative quiet, the trio moved through the gloomwood and came to the borders. relmyna crossed them without hesitation, pausing to glance back once at her growing cubs before heading into the sun-soaked flatland just beyond.
and so in relative quiet, the trio moved through the gloomwood and came to the borders. relmyna crossed them without hesitation, pausing to glance back once at her growing cubs before heading into the sun-soaked flatland just beyond.
RE: i long for scenes where man hath never trod - Averna - May 30, 2018
Something was different about today. The pale child knew that much. She cocked her head questioningly at her caretaker before following, boldly pressing on into the fray. She did not seem afraid even as the darkness of the forest turned slowly to a more open space, much different than their darkness. Large ears perked forward, one flopped over comically, and then the ghost child dashed towards the light with unbridled enthusiasm, barking an invitation to the caretaker and the dark child over her shoulder as she did so.
RE: i long for scenes where man hath never trod - Relmyna - June 16, 2018
the paler of the two was the first to exit the packland completely; relmyna watched fondly as for the first time, averna felt the touch land that was not blackfeather. knowing astara would join the, the aspirant breathed in the clear air and let her muzzle touch the soft grasses underfoot, searching idly for the stories writ into the earth, the spoor of prey that had passed.
RE: i long for scenes where man hath never trod - Averna - July 18, 2018
@Astara pop in whenever if you want!
The dark one was the more reluctant of the pair and stayed in the shades while the light child eagerly bantered out into the sunlight. It was oddly warm on her fur, different from the specks of sunlight that some places within their homeland had, and the wideness of it all was simply mind-blowing.
The pale child looked over her shoulder at the caretaker and the dark one who stayed back. The caretaker was sniffing about and the ghost mimicked the caretaker for a moment, lowering nose and sniffing about. There were so many scents though that the ghost could not make sense of it all in any way. Tail whirred excitedly as she grew distracted by a gust of wind passing through the blades of grass, sending them brushing gently against her hocks, and she pounced towards her backside, turning round in mid-air and landing with a few blades of grass caught between her paws.
RE: i long for scenes where man hath never trod - Relmyna - July 24, 2018
it was averna now who darted out, the daycub who danced. relmyna pulled from her reverie to settle, to watch the child pin grass beneath her paws. astara pressed close; her mother laid a loving glance upon the nightcub before she turned to contemplate what daring had gotten into the paler of the two.
RE: i long for scenes where man hath never trod - Averna - July 25, 2018
The world was full of wonder and the ghost saw little danger in it. The soft sun upon her fur felt nice and the pale child happily played in the meadow under the watchful eye of the caretaker. She occasionally returned to the caretaker and the dark one to woof in the dark one's face in invitation before she zoomed off again, happily running around. She grabbed a few flowers between her teeth and threw them up in the air. Pieces of grass, flowers and petals fell back on her face, covering her comically in all sorts of colours over time.
RE: i long for scenes where man hath never trod - Relmyna - August 08, 2018
presently, the darkened form of astara shot out toward her sister. pleased to see that shyness had not overcome the other today, relmyna chuckled a low laugh and grinned toward the pair of girls who had so quickly become the cadence of her heart. what she would not do for them, she did not know.
RE: i long for scenes where man hath never trod - Averna - August 30, 2018
"Rawarwarawrrrr!" the pale child growled at the bits of petal and grass as she snapped her teeth at them and they covered her. Being out here was nice; the forest had been comforting enough but the sun warmed her fur and made her stand out less among the scenery. As the dark one joined the pale child covered her in flowers too, likely followed by a play fight because she would not simply be covered in pretty flowers! Then once she was done playing the pale child returned to the caretaker's side and yawned to signify that she was ready to return to the darkness once more.
let's fade this? :)