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wintergebunden - Mahler - September 19, 2020
autumn had come. the trees of the new peak just begun to be enjoyed, and now shifting into their preparations of brilliant red and orange and yellow. mahler stood amid a fall of round leaves shed to float down on cold turrets of air. swathed in them, the gargoyle drew a breath.
wylla recovered and phaedra remained distant. sagtannet was quiet as it had always been. his lavender gaze slowly climbed to the whitebound spire of the mountain where they had made a home. the air had remained a breath of taiga frost since they had come, but now he wondered how they might do in a truly frigid winter. @Gracious came to his mind then, and mahler turned, not yet moving but thinking of where the soft-spoken grey matriarch might be.
wylla recovered and phaedra remained distant. sagtannet was quiet as it had always been. his lavender gaze slowly climbed to the whitebound spire of the mountain where they had made a home. the air had remained a breath of taiga frost since they had come, but now he wondered how they might do in a truly frigid winter. @Gracious came to his mind then, and mahler turned, not yet moving but thinking of where the soft-spoken grey matriarch might be.
RE: wintergebunden - Gracious - September 20, 2020
a bloodied muzzle, jaws seperated as a fat pink tongue falls ontop of her triangular teeth. her fur clung tightly to her legs and underbelly, wet and dripping the stones and grass beneath. a thick trail of steam exudes from her body, wafting into the cold autumn atmosphere. it was an unsuccessful fish hunt, a bass that escaped death and swatted her in the face. while she had mamanged to get a good bite and draw blood, the fish was determined to escape her mouth and wiggled itself free from her. the slap from its spined tail left gracious with a feeling of defeat and embarassment as a small trickle of vermillion left one of her nostrils.
she trudged away from the river and went deeper into the wooded taiga, her pink muscle ran along her coal lips and eventually hitched up towards her nose in an attempt to stop the bleeding trail. the sensation was enough to cause a twitch in her nose and soon the woman stopped dead in her tracks. her lips peel back to reveal fresh gums, her eyes squeeze shut, and a booming noise sounds an alarm through the world around her.
her and her damned sneezes. it was like firing off a cannon, poor gracious wanted to behave like a formal lady but couldn't get her sneezes under control. oftentimes her siblings would tease her, saying her sneezes were the cause of earthquakes (leaving adolescent gracious weaping at night for all the damage she caused). normally, her sneezes were singular and appeared rarely. but the universe had decided that one sneeze was simply not enough. another booming sneeze followed the first, then another, and then another. gracious found her muzzle shoved inbetween her two front legs in an effort to quiet herself.
she hadn't even noticed that mahler was nearby, his scent couldn't even penetrate her vibrating nose.
RE: wintergebunden - Mahler - September 24, 2020
the ricochet of sneezing caught mahler's attention. he followed the staccato sound until he found the matron and her robes of ash-grey, face downturned toward the earth. "perhaps the changing air is not something your nose finds agreeable," mahler rumbled, though the thought came to him that perhaps she was growing ill.
it was also the nature of this season to induce illness. for now he was silent, waiting for the loudest ailment to cease before he began his medical inquiries. "how long have you had the sneezing?" he inquired when she had presumably finished, stoneflower eyes flicking over her face and figure to assess for any sign that there was more to it than met the eye.
it was also the nature of this season to induce illness. for now he was silent, waiting for the loudest ailment to cease before he began his medical inquiries. "how long have you had the sneezing?" he inquired when she had presumably finished, stoneflower eyes flicking over her face and figure to assess for any sign that there was more to it than met the eye.