Ocean's Breath Plateau little w[o/a]rri[e/o]r
slowly drifting, wave after wave
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she was glad to see he was well, for he nodded rather than spoke. perhaps he could not speak at all except for syllables and simple letters, but of that the young witch could not be sure. deirdre could not help but watch him, her eyes tracing the outline of those stripes he bore. she yearned to say the name, but felt it might diminish the importance of meeting this one, who was his own entity, his own individual. 

he drew toward her submissively; deirdre, who would soon establish herself in the hierarchy, felt a part of her unknown be pleased by this, though such a thing was tempered by innocent confusion. she was a child still for all her behaviors, and soft and sweet and meek herself when the time suited her. they were not upon donnelaith, they were by the sea, and though some of it was of the forest packs domain this portion here was unclaimed and free. but she did not wish to offend him, or cause him any fear, so she lingered as his body told her what she presumed. the body, she had heard the wind say, was what would betray you. the voice could be trained, the eyes, too, and the features... but the body? 'twas honest and true. 

she herself lowered her head some, ears flattening uncertainly atop her head. she did not mean harm, and her own plume swayed laxly behind her, assuming no dominance before him at this place. the alluring girl moved to nose his brow softly, affectionately. deirdre felt for this one already. once, they had been kindred spirits in their fear. deirdre had been raised to stand above it. and the truth of it was her courage was simply just fear that had said its prayers. but she was blessed, was she not? while not all of her prayers were answered, this one had been. 

he tried to speak again. there was a hint of something wonderful as he spoke, but it could not emerge fully from his lips. deirdre did not look confounded or confused, but looked warmly upon him still. it will come to you, deirdre believed, her voice kind and patient.




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little w[o/a]rri[e/o]r - by Szymon - June 21, 2016, 02:27 PM
RE: little w[o/a]rri[e/o]r - by Deirdre - June 22, 2016, 02:03 PM
RE: little w[o/a]rri[e/o]r - by Szymon - June 22, 2016, 02:36 PM
RE: little w[o/a]rri[e/o]r - by Deirdre - June 23, 2016, 11:42 AM
RE: little w[o/a]rri[e/o]r - by Szymon - June 23, 2016, 06:43 PM
RE: little w[o/a]rri[e/o]r - by Deirdre - June 23, 2016, 07:23 PM
RE: little w[o/a]rri[e/o]r - by Szymon - June 23, 2016, 11:25 PM
RE: little w[o/a]rri[e/o]r - by Deirdre - July 08, 2016, 09:56 PM
RE: little w[o/a]rri[e/o]r - by Szymon - July 11, 2016, 02:44 PM
RE: little w[o/a]rri[e/o]r - by Deirdre - July 29, 2016, 09:38 AM
RE: little w[o/a]rri[e/o]r - by Szymon - July 29, 2016, 05:20 PM