~The Hidden Cove~

[Taigeku]

((So is all the dumb "I'm such a bad a**, I can't die" part over? Cuz I wanna come back and roleplay... not flex my d**k.)) pirate

[Dyllye Levreau]

((I don't know, but I was thinking on joining as well.))

[Taigeku]

((Seems like it, I'll be back in a few days Terra heart ))

[Dyllye Levreau]

((Is anyone still here?))

[Caged Lion]

He stood outside the Cove, itched his nose, then kicked around in the dirt. "What...happen to this place?"

[Kiro_Hoto]

heart Is a badass and flexes his d**k. talk2hand

[MUCHIECAN]

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[Kiro_Hoto]

OoC: Terra hit me up when you are around. Need an RP partner to bring life back to Gaia.

[Kiro_Hoto]

Cecil strode into the cover morphing suddenly back into his human form. He paced in his place tapping his hands together nervously. "Why does he always have to play the hero....Why couldn't I stay and help." Cecil's mind was flaring with unrest. His father had just returned and now he was already going into trouble. Cecil turned back to wait for his sisters. He crossed his arms waiting for a sign.

[digimonktbug]

D I G I


Courage is not the towering oak that sees storms come and go...


Digi Barked loudly, running at her full speed toward her brother. When she switched forms in mid-step, she was out of breath and looking behind her. She didn't say anything for a few minutes, her eyes narrowing. "Where are you Little sister..."

It is the fragile blossom that opens in the snow.

[Elonia Meliades]

Elonia wasn't coming, by not it was obvious, and the cove was silent and still. The little house's lights were on, and smoke could be seen coming from the chimney.

Before long the door opened, and a man stepped out, noticing the visitors that were now outside. He wore white robes, a sash around his waist, and long sleeves that covered his arms and hands. White hair flowed down, the color of fresh newly fallen snow, that touched the ground and fawned out. Sky blue eyes were looking at the two studying them, his hands tucked into their opposite sleeve, and a displeased look on his pale face.

Finally, he huffed, and turned, his voice echoing out to them in a calm deep tone. "Come inside then.." He was silent as he moved, heading inside, and towards the couch that sat in front of a lit fireplace. The fire cast a warm orange glow, making shadow's dance on the walls. A little girl sat in the room, playing with a wooden train that she pushed around, and giggling softly. Her hair was the color of sapphires, that glinted due to her movements and the dancing of the flames. As the man strode in, gold eyes looked up at him, and a grin spread across her face.

[digimonktbug]

D I G I


Courage is not the towering oak that sees storms come and go...


She glanced at her brother, sighing a bit as Elonia was not coming. She shook her head, rubbing the bridge of her nose before the man's voice reached her ears. She turned toward the voice, narrowing her eyes before following him. She hesitated at the doorway, waiting for her brother to join her when she saw the little girl. Her eyes softened, smiling at the child before slowly entering the home.

It is the fragile blossom that opens in the snow.

[Elonia Meliades]

"I won't bite..." He said, as he knelt down beside the little girl, and with a warm smile, gently patted her head. "I am Kuro, or some people know me as a white dragon. I am here while Lady Elonia, and Lady Terra are gone. To watch this place and Terra's daughter." He said, as he stood and made his way towards the kitchen. "Make yourself at home Digi."


The girl stared up at Digi, her eyes wide and utterly curious. With a huff, she stood, the black kimono she wore a little big for her small form, the sleeves long and hem of the attire brushing against the ground. "Hi! We don't have many visitors, who are you?" She said, as she shuffled towards Digi, the fabric of her kimono swishing and her long hair dancing with her movements. The girl looked but 4 years old, but spoke and acted much older then she was.

[digimonktbug]

D I G I


Courage is not the towering oak that sees storms come and go...


She inclined her head in respect for the dragon, stepping inside before kneeling infront of the child. "My name is Digi. What's your name?" The child acted older then she was, and Digi acknowledged that. She didn't speak down to the girl, though she wanted to.

It is the fragile blossom that opens in the snow.