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 Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2005 12:35 pm
((Feel free to edit what you need to, I'm not sure about all of the details or how to do this. xd ...*tries anyway*))
Neith crept across away from the Sun Court castle, with her long sword held tightly in one hand. She had one purpose in mind, and that was to go across herself and find her daughter. This was taking too long. She wasn't going to wait any longer.
But the closer she got to the dark Castle, the stranger Neith felt. Her head was light and spinning, she felt weak and odd... and compelled to go in a certain direction. If Neith hadn't felt so strange, she might have found herself comparing it to the drive she'd had to find Filix's window, but she couldn't make the connection. Step by step, Winny vanished from her mind and the urge to go towards something took over. Neith's sword was dropped and forgotten as she crossed the half-way mark between the lands.
After a long walk, Neith found herself wandering through an odd courtyard. It made her blood run dry, it looked dead and fallen apart. Statues stared at her through sightless eyes, expressions frozen into grimaces or manic smiles.
Neith headed east, towards the entrance doors to the castle. She pushed both doors open, entering into the Moon Court's Inner Sanctum.
The sunlight that had dimly lit the dead-like outdoor area didn't seem to go further than a few inches into this place. It was dark like night, the air cold and forbidden. Yet it seemed to appeal to something in Neith, made a shiver go down her spine and her heart race.
Neith's skin went up in goose bumps. But she hadn't found anyone to tell her to leave, and in her odd daze, Neith didn't feel like turning back, and she started in a direction, her feet sending echoes around her. Any signs of life were completely ignored now, she'd spotted a single stained glass window in the Inner Sanctum.
Kneeling in front of it on the black marble floor, Neith's hands reached out to very gently touch the cold surface of the bat that was hanging upside down in front of a dark castle.
"Do you, Neith, give freely of your spirit and essence, to free Pteryx, daughter of ---- and ---, of her dread curse?"
With a small nod, Neith whispered without a thought to the window. "Yes."
Her words seemed to hang in the deathly quiet air, and Neith felt oddly like she'd lost something then and there. But in her state, she barely cared, her eyes fixated on the bright orange eyes of the bat in the window.
A glow started to come from behind the window, bright like sunlight, but it only lasted a few seconds, enough to blind Neith so that she was unable to see. While she blinked and tried to get her eyesight back, the body of a child seemed to spill out from the light onto the ground, the girl curled up and hiding in her wings.
Once the light had dimmed enough to allow Neith's blinded eyes to return back to normal, she saw a tiny body of someone with thick leathery bat wings wrapped around them, the head tucked inside away from the light with only thick orange hair poking out the top. An ear poked out from the dark cape-like covering, then a second ear, both twisting around. Then a head followed it, orange eyes blinking slowly at Neith. But they shut as quickly as they'd opened when the little girl saw the sunlight.
Neith hurried over to shut the doors to the dark room, and as her eyes adjusted to the light, she heard a low hum... then the girl's voice.
"What happened?" Pteryx's bat wings uncurled one by one, and she climbed onto unsteady legs, one hand firmly clinging to the wall beside her. She'd asked the question, but Pteryx already partly knew the answer... she asked anyway though, ignoring what she'd heard from the window all those long years. "Who are you?"
"Neith, and I don't know." Neith replied, but she was nervous now, and glanced around in the dark room. Were people around?
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2005 12:53 pm
It was getting dark, and Neith had left again. Pteryx sat alone in her chambers, humming and fiddling around with them. These chambers were dusty and mice had taken over, her nose told her. She was glad she didn't sleep at night, it was yuck in this room.
Pteryx had earlier tried to find her mother's books, but when she opened one, it just fell apart in her fingers. Half of them had been made into nesting for the mice and rats, others were falling apart from decay, or from being exposed to dripping water where the castle had gotten leaks, some were missing. Only a few books had survived. And Pteryx had found no trace of her parents either, the chambers were abandoned.
Although she was nothing near strong enough to handle her father's weapons, Pteryx kept one of them close to her. She was, as much as she'd hate to admit it, a little frightened now. Night was her element, but she couldn't understand where others were, and she felt a little exposed now. When she didn't hum and went quiet to listen, her eyesight failed her and there wasn't much to hear other than scratching from rodents. When she did hum, she couldn't hear if anyone was approaching as well, and she could only see her chambers.
Once upon a time, Pteryx had her father's strength and her mother's mind to protect her. Now she had some sort of elf...woman... thing, who couldn't even stay because she was 'kithain' to a Sun Court woman?! She was probably just afraid of the dark, or something, like a lot of human... or whatever she was... people were.
Pteryx made her way over to the bed with an arm full of books and dragging a long spear behind her. Her humming went quiet, as she listened to the outside world settle for the night. Pteryx felt a longing to go outside and feel the wind on her wings again but for now she'd stay here where she felt safest. And maybe she'd go try to find one of the other children Pteryx could remember, before this curse had struck.
But for now, she'd read books. Books could distract her.
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Posted: Mon Mar 28, 2005 8:10 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2005 4:21 pm
Neith moved around quietly, as she watched and listened to the red-head child. The chamber was so dark, that Neith could barely make out the tiny figure of the girl, and it worried her that she'd bump into her at some time. Worries aside though, she had to clean the chambers.
But Pteryx didn't have the same worries, she could hear Neith's feet as loudly as if Neith had been banging on pots and pans. The floor still had dirt, leaves and twigs from when the window had been left open, and Neith's feet on it gave Pteryx a clear indication of where she was sweeping.
"I'm going outside." Pteryx told Neith, and left the chambers. It was all a memory game at the moment, go down this passage and then that, and it was something she still hadn't perfected. Her movements were jerky and often Pteryx came to a dead end. But before long, she was standing outside in the dark of the night, a slight wind whipping Pteryx's hair and robes around. It caught her sets of wings, and Pteryx gave in. She rose into the air, after a bit of struggling and kicking at branches.
It felt better than anything she'd felt since waking, better than finding a familiar face, better than the idea of a torture, Pteryx felt free. Her eyes suddenly became useless and of no use, a constant sharp sound that her totem used was all that Pteryx needed to see. She swooped around in the wind as long as her wings could manage it, but the wind and her age wearied Pteryx fast. She ended up landing just outside the huge heavy doors and returned to her chambers again.
The chambers were a lot cleaner than when she'd left, Pteryx noticed. There was a large patch of clean floor, a smaller patch of dirty floor, the heavy curtians weren't crawling with spiders... not that she minded that idea, but Pteryx had heard that spiders crawled into mouths during sleep. She didn't like eating spiders, just seeing them.
TBC
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2005 5:29 am
Neith sat nearby, looking as if she was half asleep, cleaning the windows. It was pitch black, and the oil lamp was as dim as Pteryx could possibly make it, so that she could see the paper as she wrote. With very slow and careful strokes, and a few splatters and drops of ink, Pteryx wrote as best she could. Quote: Dear Diary I have not seen many children since I came out because we are all in windows at least that is where all us who are awake were. I mean that once we were all in windows because of a curse but some of us woke early so they grew up and some came out near my time and some are still in windows. But only me and Astra are children. I also saw that boy who was always in love with himself because he could go hunting and riding and was good at it. He is grown up now too and not so bad. I think maybe he could be a friend now that he is grown up. Maybe boys are stupid only because they are not grown up but girls are always as good as grown ups? I miss my mother she was always reading to me and teaching me about everything and always led me around as if I was made of gold. I think I miss my father too did he miss me when I went into a window? I dont now because he seemed to not like that I could not hunt. I tried though once. I have this elf called Neth and she is stupid. She reads too but she reads with the wrong voices and says words wrong and hates what our stories say. She tried to read me these stupid stories and I think they are for the sun court because they are stupid. But she is stupid. I want to go see that other child because she looks like fun. We could play. Lu...lupins... is a grown up he does not know how to play. Just be a friend. And I want to go flying again felt very good. Pteryx.
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2005 9:20 am
Pteryx meets other children Fey.Quote:
Pteryx hummed as she hurried through halls that were now, after much tracing over and practicing, well know. She was heading for the place her window had been, partly to see if she could finally see Majestrix Nox and partly because it was the entrance to the castle. Pteryx wanted to see if she could meet the other Moon Court fey, and maybe even that other girl that she'd seen briefly.
Once she'd reached the Inner Sanctum, Pteryx took a seat on the cold marble, and trusted her sensitive ears to hear footsteps and approaching others.
Coughing at the dust, Luciel rounded another corner that was eeriely the same as the last. Was she lost? Carrying Dionaea in her arms, the Kthian squinted in the darkness. Why did it have to be so darn hard to see in here? Finally, she reached an open area. Sniffing the air curiously, Lu set Dionaea down.
"Open." stated the Venus Flytrap Fey. An open area, yes. Was anyone here?
The footsteps caught Pteryx's attention first, they were slightly heavier than what was normal. They weren't fey's footsteps, fey being light stepped even at the worst of times. So, it was either a human with a fey, or a heavier than normal human?
The two sets of breathing answered that question, and Pteryx brightened. Maybe this meant another child was around, someone that needed carrying?
The first voice that Pteryx then heard was that of a very small child. Standing, Pteryx made her way in the direction that she'd last heard them.
"Hello? Who's there?" Pteryx saw the human...? Was she that? And the very young fey in her arms, a little chubby girl that was no older than two. Addressing the fey first, as Pteryx had been taught, she told her,"I'm Pteryx, who are you?"
Dionaea looked up in the darkness, hearing someone. Her first instinct was to listen. Pteryx? Was she a Fey? Dionaea couldn't see her, but instead answered her blindly. "Dionaea."
"Hello?" Luciel called into the darkness. Who was Di talking to? Was is another window-child? She took a few steps forward, brushing the hair around her goat's horns.
"Dion....Dionaea..." Pteryx tried the name out, it sounded vaugely familiar. Most names did though, even though it'd been so long. "And who is your kithain?"
Pteryx could see clearly now that she was talking, and could see that the others were having trouble seeing. It didn't bother her, and she didn't do anything to help. There was some sort of odd pleasure in seeing a kithain blind.
Luciel could definately smell whomever it was that was talking. Pteryx, was it? Sniffing the air again, the mancubus turned towards the Fey. She could not see her, but she could face her general direction.
"Kithain? That would be me, I think..." she trailed off. She wanted to know how the window -children interacted, so she stayed quiet.
Dionaea simply listened. Pteryx sounded older, and much wiser, than she was. But, what was she? What was her totem?
Walking down the long, dark hallway, Sizzla could hear her feet echo in the distance. Up ahead, Procyon was half-walking, half-prowling on all fours, moving ever closer to her chambers. Sizzla could tell that the child was tired, but she remained focused and quick, even though her body was wearing out.
Procyon lurked along the hallways, cautious to anyone who may be around. Then she heard it. Voices. She stopped dead in her tracks, listening to what she was hearing. Were they Fey? She turned to Sizzla and motioned for her to follow behind, and then scampered on into a large room off to the left.
Sizzla trusted Procyon's sense of where she was and what was going on. Finally, she too could hear the voices up ahead. She heard what was definitely a human voice, and then two more child-like voices. As she caught up with Procyon, she was standing in the doorway of the Inner Sanctum, it's walls lined in stained glass, each window containing a totem, like Procyon's raccoon. She saw the other woman standing there, looking a bit confused. Then, she saw the two Fey children. "Hello there!" she called out into the half-darkness. "I'm new around here, and I'm glad I've finally seen someone!" She wiped the sweat off of her brow, and moved farther into the room, holding Procyon's hand as the pair walked in together.
Turning her head, suprised, Lu sniffed the air again. Two more, and one definately had fur. Some small rodent, she thought. Turning her body in the scent's general direction, she managed a blind wave.
"Hello! I can't see you, but you're more than welcome. To me, anyway..."
Dionaea's ears perked. She heard someone else, very small, coming into the Inner Sanctum. Were those wings fluttering? She got the distinct impression that another Fey was here as well! More people to meet, and more stories to tell! The Venus Flytrap was very happy, indeed.
"New Fey!" she cried happily.
"Oh good, I felt so lost here all by myself..." Sizzla shuffled toward the voice, her hand gripping Procyon's. She was a little afraid of what she'd find when the others came out of the darkness. She hadn't know what to expect since arriving at the Castle.
Procyon heard the little voice call out, and she couldn't help but respond. She could hear the slight fluttering of wings, and knew that it was another Fey. A huge smile broke across her face, as Procyon was happy for the first time since the curse had been broken. Her normally happy demeanor had all but faded since she had been trapped by the curse, but now, she was free to be herself again.
"Hihi!" she shouted into the semi-darkness. "Pro-cyonnn! Who you?" Her sentences were simple, but they did get the point across. Procyon pulled her hand from Sizzla's grasp, and she ran on all fours toward the voice, wanting to see who was there. Sizzla followed behind her, ready to see the faces behind the voices...
Clapping, partially from happiness and partially to help guide the Raccoon, Dionaea giggled. So wonderful to meet someone else, too! Though she could not see, she could barely make out a shadow. Procyon had a wonderfully bushy tail! She would definately have to ask about that.
"I Dee-oh-naya!" the little Fey explained. "Pro-cyon!" She would have to commit that to memorty. Was Procyon all fuzzy like her tail? Dionaea reached out to see.
Lu stepped closer towards the human voice. Was she human? The mancubus couldn't tell just by her voice, but she sounded friendly enough. Lu hoped her horns wouldn't scare away the new kithain. She wanted to make more friends.
"My name is Luciel, and this is Dionaea. It's a pleasure to meet you two." She could not see Procyon very well, but she knew the Fey had to be adorable.
Procyon heard the small Fey's clapping and followed the noise, staying in the shadows until the pair came into view. She saw that they meant no harm, and a large goofy grin spread across her face. Her tail puffed up and twitched happily. "Hi Deeonnniiiaaah!" She scampered over to the woman and the Fey, and sat next to the woman's feet, waiting for the little girl to come down and play with her.
Sizzla watched as Procyon greeted the other Fey and the woman. Sizzla's own wings twitched, her fae background reacting to the two girls. She was in fact half-fae, and wasn't too surprised to hear that she was a Kithain. But coming here sure had been a task. She had no idea that this world even existed.
She walked over to the horned woman who was holding a gorgeous baby Fey. "Well, this must be Dionaea. She's beautiful." She reached out to the little girl, tapping her on the nose gently. "Hello there! This little girl," she picked Procyon up off of the floor, letting her see Dionaea close up. "Is Procyon. She just came out of her window as a matter of fact. We've been looking for her chambers. I'll bet the two of you will want to be friends." Sizzla smiled, then stopped, forgetting something.
"Oh, I'm Sizzla." She shifted Procyon to her hip, and extended a hand to Luciel. "It's very nice to meet you. I didn't think anyone was here. It's so dark and lonely..."
Pteryx followed the other ones easily, not at all knowing what the fuss was about. It couldn't be that bad in here, it was just like a dark moonless night?
There were more children! Pteryx suddenly felt very out of place, they were little ones who didn't know anything. She did feel a little twitch of envy though at how carefree and uncaring they were. It didn't take long for Pteryx, who was usually very chatty, to sink into a sudden quiet mood.
Pteryx read a lot since coming out of the window, seeing as there wasn't anyone to play with. She hadn't played with toys or other girls for ages, but she'd read a lot and Pteryx liked books. What if Pteryx had forgotten how to play, what if the other two knew that she'd forgotten and didn't want to play with her?
They were probably really stupid games, Pteryx decided stubbornly. They were probably baby games. She wasn't a baby, she'd even gotten to speak to a Sun Court prisoner!
"It's not dark and lonely, it's just night time." Pteryx answered Sizzla's comment, crossing her arms and wings just like her totem might have. She gestured upwards towards the star constellations above their heads. "See?"
It then occared to Pteryx that she'd never flown up there. She'd have to go up there one day.
Lu giggled, allowing Dionaea to slip to the floor. The tiny Fey girl reached up to try and touch Procyon. She wanted to get to know the new people! "Pwokeeon!" she giggled. The fluffy Fey's tail was very intriuging. Dionaea blinked when Pteryx began to speak again, and offered the older Fey child to come and greet them face-to-face.
"Tewix! Come play!" The older Fey child spoke much more, and she wanted to hear every bit of what Pteryx had to say.
Scratching the area beneath a horn, Lu nodded to Sizzla. "It's nice to meet all of you. I'm sorry for complaining about the darkness. I wish I could see in here... Luckily, though, I can smell you all just fine. Helps me not run into anyone." She gave a short laugh. She also wanted to see Ptteryx and didn't want the older Fey to feel left out.
"Pteryx, are there other children here as well? Or were you all alone?"
Sizzla saw the bat Fey who was hiding in the shadows, her orange hair giving her away. "Aah, I suppose you're right," she said to the young girl who seemed quite at home in the darkness. She looked up at the sky in the Sanctum, admiring the stars. It was a particularly beautiful night for stargazing. "But it does seem a bit lonely here. It seems like this place has been untouched for centuries. But from what I've heard of this castle, many of the Fey have been trapped for centuries, leaving the castle to do what nature intended. Do you enjoy your time here?"
At the same time that the horned woman inquired about her, Sizzla did the same. "Surely you're not alone here? Where are the others?"
Procyon sat on the floor, engaged in fun time with Dionaea. She twiched her tail around and puffed it up, waiting for Dionaea to play with it. Sizzla watched this smiling. It was just like how she played with her own cats at home. They loved to play with their own tails, or anything that remotely resembled a tail, for that matter.
It was then that she noticed the other Fey in the room. She waved to the girl in the darkness, urging her to come and play. "HiHi! Come here...Play!" The raccoon fey flashed a smile at her, hoping to meet yet another friend.
It was then that Sizzla took notice of the other older woman in the room. They seemed about the same age, and Sizzla saw that she had horns protruding from her head. Interesting, she thought to herself. She had seen many people like her in Gaia, where wonders never ceased.
"Hi, it's nice to meet you too. I thought we were all alone here for awhile. It's good to know that there are others around. I can see some in the dark, but eating all of those carrots as a child didn't seem to really pay off for me." She laughed thinking about how she must of inherited her poor eyesight from the human side of the family.
Then she got to thinking of her arrival at the castle..."How did you find this place, if I may inquire?" She asked Lu, curious as to how others found out that they were Kithain.
Dionaea was delighted, watching Procyon's tail puff and sway. She was a raccoon, they said? She'd have to commit that to memory and ask her Kithain to tell her everything she knew about them. Too bad she didn't have any sort of fluffy appendage. But plants weren't known for such things anyway. Procyon was lots of fun, and Dionaea decided to make the Raccoon her first friend.
"Fwend!" she called Procyon. It was wonderful to meet someone knew, and she was fluffy!
How did she find this place? It seemed like a dream. Leaning her weight on one foot, the mancubus began to think. "Well, I remember hearing a message. From a raven, I think. I'm not sure. But then, I was lead to this fairy ring, and I heard a voice call to me. The next thing I know, there's this all-but-naked woman standing in front of me..."
Shaking her head, (as nakedness was the last thing she expected to see on the other side of a fairy ring) Lu smiled. "Sizzla, are you... You're not human. Are you a fairy too? If you don't mind me asking... I don't know much about these sorts of things."
Pteryx blinked a few times, moving foward to sit on the floor as well. Maybe she could still play games, they were as good as books. Pteryx still had vauge memories though of trying to play some of the games and running into walls because it was all about being quiet and hiding.
"There's another girl who is my age, but she isn't with me." Pteryx answered, getting another clear look of the other fey girls as she spoke. The tail interested her, Pteryx hadn't seen anything like it.
Procyon watched with great interest as Pteryx sat down on the floor and moved slowly in the direction of her and Dionaea. She twitched her tail again, observant of the other young girls around her. They seemed to like her fluffy tail, and she'd use it if it meant she'd have more friends. "Come play! Like tail?" She asked the bat-Fey, who seemed to be somewhat interested.
Then she heard Dionaea's insistence of "Fwend!" and decided that yes, they should definitely be friends. "Yush, friends!" She smiled at Dionaea, clapping her hands a bit. She gave the little Fey a pat on the back, quickly observing if she had any shinies on her. She did love shiny things.
Sizzla turned to Pteryx. "Well, I'm glad there are others around. It looks like these two want to be friends with you..." She drifted off, letting the bat-Fey decide if she really wanted to be friends with the babies.
She turned to Lu, giggling slightly about the naked woman. "Yeah! I saw her too. I was a bit taken aback...I wasn't expecting to show up and be escorted by a pretty...um...unclothed person. She was quite beautiful though, so I suppose she can walk around like that if she wants." Sizzla smiled at Lu, and nodded. "No, I'm not a human. Well, sort of. I'm half human, and half Fae. So, at least I've got some height to me. But I've got these wings, and I have some fae powers...but few." She pointed to Lu's horns, curious. "You know, I've seen other Gaians with horns like yours. What exactly are you, if you don' mind me asking?"
Dionaea was blissful as Pteryx came closer. She wanted to know everthing she could about both of the other females. Like, what animal was Procyon? Could Pteryx fly? She'd definately have to try and formulate a way to ask these things, as keeping mental note of conversations was her favorite past-time.
Lu marveled at Sizzla's wings. Half-fae? Wings always fascinated her. She blinked at the mention of her horns. Other Gaians had horns like her? Were they mancubi like she was? At least Sizzla wasn't fully human - she had nothing to fear.
"I was wondering why you said that other Gaians had my horns. I myself am a Mancubus. There aren't many of us, but we each have a unique genetic fluke that sets us apart from humans. My fluke is my horns." She smiled and pointed to them, out of sheer nervousness. Would Sizzla find her to be a monster once she finished explaining? "I have a bond-brother who has a scorpion's tail."
After a moment of uneasy silence, Lu finished. "We eat humans."
"It's a good tail." Pteryx answered reaching out carefully to touch the end. She didn't want to touch it too much, in case she wasn't supposed to, but it look nice.
Maybe these two could come on flying trips with her at night? "Can you both fly?" Pteryx flapped her arms and the wings on her back as she asked, her leathery wings causing the dust to rise.
...wait.
There was something good about this horned person. She ATE humans! Pteryx immediately decided that perhaps some kithain weren't as bad as the others.
Procyon giggled as Pteryx came closer to examine her tail. She was happy to see that everyone she had met so far liked her. She heard the girl say her tail was good and she did like the praise. "Thanks 'Twix! Tail gooooodddd..." She flicked it around a bit more, and let it rest for awhile, allowing the other girls to pet it if they wanted.
"Fly? Was' fly?" Procyon asked Pteryx as she examined the leathery bat wings attached to the bat-Fey's arms. She reached out to touch them, curious about how they felt. She was a bit hesitant, hoping the girl wouldn't mind...But she had touched Procyon's tail, so she figured it'd be okay.
Sizzla grinned at Lu. "Good thing I'm not a human, eh? Hopefully my human blood won't attract you..." She laughed. "Have you eaten many humans? I guess I haven't seen anything quite like you before. I've just seen horned ones, though now that I think about it, they were probably demons, not Mancubus."
Sizzla thought about most of the people she had met in Gaia, and quickly realized that the majority of them were not pure human. The genepool in Gaia was a pretty mixed bag. "What is a bond brother?" she asked the blonde woman, curious to find out more about this new species.
"Fly?" asked the Venus Flytrap. Pteryx had flapped her wings, which must've been an indication of what she was talking about. Excitedly, she buzzed her own Fey wings. Procyon had them, too! But she had a tail, which was cool and fluffy. Giggling, Dionaea pet the raccoon's tail. It was very soft, and Procyon had a neat mask on her face, too!
Dionaea immediately pointed to it. "Wha dat?" Was it a mask?
Lu thought of her bond-brother, Serath. "I have eaten quite a few humans in my lifespan. I'm actually 30 human years old, but we age much slower. And no, I only eat pure humans." She smiled, letting Sizzla know she wasn't lying. Anyone without pure human blood was poisonous to her kind. "Bond-brothers and bond-sisters are Mancubi who are unrelated to us by blood, but are kind of like siblings... Do fairies have them?"
Pteryx let Procyon touch the leathery wings, even stretching out an arm. It was a bit confusing to her, that the other girls didn't seem to know what flying was.
"When you flap your wings and go up as high as the sky." Pteryx pointed upwards. "I like flying because you feel really free and light, and you can see everything! One day I will be able to fly as high as the moon."
Procyon slowly moved her hand toward Pteryx's wing, and touched it gently, feeling the leathery texture of her bat wings. She flicked her own wings, but realized they were very different from this girls. They weren't allowing her to fly, she knew that. She pointed to her wings, and turned to Pteryx. Maybe the older girl could help her learn to fly.
"Flappy wings? Moon?" Her fey wings twitched again like Dionaea's. She still wasn't going as high as the sky. Her bottom stayed flat on the ground. "Me wanna go high! Why no fly?" she asked Pteryx.
She turned to Dionaea, who seemed to be enjoying her tail. "Sooofftttt." She cooed as the other little girl petted her it. Then she heard what the other girl was referring to. The circles around her eyes. "I don know. Dark. Circles. Like mask?" She reached out to touch Dionaea's antennae, for she hadn't yet seen anyone with those things. She had ears herself, but no antennae. She poked one of them with her finger and giggled. "Fun!"
"Oh good," Sizzla sighed. "I'm glad you only eat pure humans. Let's hope you don't have to be around too many full human Kithain. There might be some trouble." Sizzla laughed and nodded at Lu playfully. She meant no harm by it.
"Well, we don't have bond-brothers and sisters per se, but it is like we're family. I've met a few half-fae in Gaia, and one of my best friends there is half-fae as well. We all seem to know each other at least, and are friendly to each other when we meet. We are all descended from different families, but we do share that fae bond." She smiled at the Mancubus, and paused.
"Do you know if these lovely young ladies have a room here or something? That's what we were on our way to find when I heard noise in here."
Dionaea giggled playfully as Procyon toched her antennae. She thought they were pretty cool, too. And her Kithain loved to call them "dooblybobbers". She remembered stuff like that. It was her job.
Her wings twitched, wondering if she buzzed them hard enough, she would flutter like she imagined Pteryx could. Perhaps when they were older?
"Fly! Coonie fly!" She thought that Procyon would make an excellent flight instructor as well.
The Mancubus had never met a half-fae, and thus had no idea they all shared a common bond. The thought gave her that warm, fuzzy feeling inside. Too bad most Mancubi hated each other and were rudely territorial.
"I'm so glad to hear that half-fae all share a common bond. Mancubi don't generally... Oh! And we can't fly, either." She grinned at the thought. "Though I suppose that wings could be one of our genetic mutations... Never seen anyone with them..."
Rooms? Oh yes! Dionaea had a chamber, and Lu figured Pteryx did as well. "Yep. Dionaea came standard with her own place. I didn't think it was a good idea, seeing as she's only one year old. Would you and Pteryx like to see it? I'm sure we can find Procyon's room too!"
Procyon bobbled Dionaea's antennae one more time, then sat back on her haunches, hovering right above the stone floor. She saw Dionaea twitching her wings, and moved her own around a bit, getting a feel for what they could do. And it was then that she realized they couldn't do much.
"Hummmmm...." she thought, not wanting to disappoint Dionaea. "Well Deeohneeaaah...I don think we fly...Flying ish hard!" She smiled at Pteryx, who she was mighty impressed with. "Not like Pet-twix. But, I like to run! See?" She scampered around the other baby, quick as a flash, and stopped in front of her again, her breathing a slight bit heavier. "See?!"
"Well," said Sizzla, wanting to clarify for Lu. "We don't necessarily have that blood bond, but we do think of each other as family. Somewhere along the line we all came from the same fae...So we look at it that way. Plus, the fae are a peaceful bunch. There isn't much bickering between those of us with fae backgrounds."
She looked around the room again, taking in the sight of the place. "It would be nice to see the rooms of the other children. And finding Procyon's room would be a good idea. She does need a place to stay. From what I understand, she can't come to Gaia with me. But I'm sure there's a safe place for her here. And she'll want to visit Dionaea too, from the looks of it. They seem to be getting along quite well." She giggled as she watched Procyon scamper around Dionaea as quick as a flash.
"Procyon, come here. Let's go look for your room." She knelt down, her arms out, ready to pick the child up once she was over there. Procyon scampered over on all fours, just about crashing into Sizzla. But Sizzla picked her up just in time, and she giggled as she rested in Sizzla's arms.
"How about it ladies? Want to come?" She spoke to the flytrap and bat Fey, smiling warmly.
"Yes, lets!" Procyon waved to them, trying to convince the pair to come with. "We'll play!!" She giggled and settled back down into Sizzla's arms for a rest.
"I don't know... lots of moon court fey can fly. Maybe you need to practice with your wings more." Pteryx paused, she knew that only to be half true. After all, the only person she'd talked with about flying couldn't even manage to land on a branch! "Maybe you can do other things good instead that no one else can do?"
Pteryx looked up at one of the kithain, the one that had asked her a question. "Um... I don't know. They should have chambers that their parents used to have, but I don't know where they are."
She nodded at the human-eating kithain. If she knew where one of them lived, she could visit. Maybe even sleep there, if her own kithain wasn't home?
Dionaea clapped and giggled. Procyon was so wonderous, and very, very fast! She loved to run, too, but she was not as quick as the Raccoon. Perhaps she could be if she practiced more?
"Pwoceeon ish fast!"
Padding over to Dionaea, Lu picked her up gently. The youngest Fey yawned and stretched, very much ready to enjoy a nice nap in her quarters. Lu was happy to lead the others along, if they so desired.
"I'd be more than happy to have you guys come over to Dionaea's chamber. Maybe we can find Procyon's along the way?"
Dionaea had been taking in everything the two Kithain had said since they began their conversation. Everything Sizzla had explained about Fae people, and everything Lu had said about her own people. She must remember this, and remembering things was what she was good at. The tiny Fey smiled inwardly. This was fun!
"Yes, let's go," said Sizzla, who was looking forward to finding Procyon's room. The little raccoon Fey nested down in her arms, yawning slightly, her eyes fluttering closed every now and then. "I think this little one could use a nap. Would you like to lead Pteryx? You seem like you know your way around here quite well. I'm sure we'll find Procyon's room if we just look around some."
Procyon wiggled a bit in Sizzla's arms, trying to get comfortable. She was tired, and all that running around had her all tuckered out. She was happy to be going to her room too, so she could sleep for a long time. It had been a trying day for the little girl, who had just come out of the window. "Sleeeeppp..." She muttered, her eyes half open as she fell into sleep. "Fwendsssss..."
The pair turned toward the door of the Inner Sanctum and walked back out into the hallway, their footsteps sounding hollow on the stone floors...
Pteryx stood up, following the others with ease in the darkness. "I don't know where they are either, I think. There are empty chambers all over the castle but maybe I've passed them while wandering? I bet that Procyon would remember which is hers, because it would have things from when she was last there still in it. We can just open the doors and look in as we pass."
She paused, then shook her head. Pteryx could hear the sounds of birds singing, and that meant dawn wasn't too far off. "But I have got to go back to my chambers. I will see you all tomorrow night, maybe?"
Without waiting for an answer, Pteryx rushed as fast as she could manage back towards her chambers.
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2005 9:39 am
Pteryx's run to her chambers was unnecessary, the birds continued to sing for a long time before she felt the tell tale heat of the sun and day drifted through teh thick dark curtains. It had to be an over cast day then, she decided happily. Summer was never good, Pteryx's memories assured her, it was always so much warmer and she could almost feel the sun's heat... even though she was sheltered by thick brick and fabric. For some reason, the feel of the sun was horrible compared to the warmth of fire. Fire was the only light that Pteryx accepted, memories of her and her mother in front of the fire reading still strong in her mind. It only made her more bitter towards summer. It was too warm for fireplaces, and the memories that came with. Her mother couldn't read as well in summer, candle light was too dim. But Neith had this thing called a flashlight, that if she kept pointing at the book only, Pteryx could accept as an alternative. In fact, Pteryx had even received a gift from Neith. She'd asked for books, and Neith had come back the following night with books. 
   They were mostly blank, which pleased Pteryx. Three had writing. It meant that Pteryx could tell Neith the things she remembered now, so that if they vanished as she grew, she'd be able to read about it later. The three that had writing though were also interesting. Pteryx couldn't read the words too well yet, but she'd run her hands over the inked letters with her fingers mesmerised by what they could mean. She waited for Neith to leave, before picking up quill and attempting to write an entry by herself. 'today I met more chldrn and they where yanger than me i tink they are relly nice but tey are lttler so i tink tey are ...... lttler.' Discouraged already, Pteryx closed a book and sat back.
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2005 10:12 am
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2005 10:19 am
Quote: Dear Diary
I met Lu...Lupinus while walking around. We talked and then we went for a walk into the forest. (I wanted to see the wolves, after seeing one staring at us.)
They did not harm us, but let me stare at them. It was while I was doing that, that I collapsed and grew older.
I felt all strange , tingly and weak.
But now I can see better when making sound, and I can fly better. I think I should go see Lupinus again, and maybe some of the others I met? I don't know if they even think about me now, but I would rather their company than Neith's company.
I'm glad she has not come around as often.
-Pteryx.
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 6:08 am
Dear Diary
I act a little like a loner right now, but I am learning to write and read very well. These old books are very interesting and give me a lot of understanding of everything I like. And now that the stupid ...woman... doesn't show up anymore, I can have my room how I like it.
It has been very quiet in the halls. Does that mean all the children are grown up too?
I see Amyntas lots, she teaches me how to ride a wolf well enough so that I don't fall off. I like it now. It is like flying, but on the back of a wolf.
And I fly outside a lot now. But I never see anyone. My court is very quiet. Is it the quiet before the storm?
-P
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2006 8:38 pm
Reserved for RP between the teenage moony girls.
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2006 7:17 am
Pteryx shut her eyes, concentrated on the visual imaging given to her from her bat-totum and basked in the sweet freedom of the flight through the trees.
She'd continually make a noise similar to a bat, it had become something of a reflex that Pteryx never needed to concentrate on. The noise had been perfected slowly since childhood... and though it wasn't exactly perfect yet, it was enough.
The entire world around her for five metres was lit up to her in her mind as if lit up by moonlight. Some areas were more hazy than others, and beyond five metres it was blurred and dark.
But within her line of sight, Pteryx didn't miss a movement of a creature, a branch in front of her, or a tree coming close. Her agile wings kept her safe when she needed to make a sudden left or right, or when she needed to dive up or down. Sometimes it was a very close call... but Pteryx by now knew what parts of the forest were thinner, what parts had studier trees for when she wanted to rest. And very importantly, where Amyntas could follow or be close.
The two had bonded over the months. Though Pteryx could always discover the infomation she needed from books and old maps, things had changed over the thousand years she'd been in her window. There was no one better than Amyntas to tell her about the land around her. And when Pteryx wore out, which happpened when she lost track of time, her wolf-friend was there to carry her back to the castle.
And though there'd not been much in the way of danger, Amyntas was there as well to scare it off.
Whenever Pteryx flew or rode with Amyntas, she felt at home and she felt safe. The dark of the night was her element. Pteryx rarely spent a night inside the castle if she could help it.
Tonight it had been harder for her to leave the castle than it usually was. Pteryx was slightly sick, she'd spent the past week in the freezing night for longer than usual.
With a sign, Pteryx finally swooped down to the waiting wolf. The ground was frost covered still and there wasn't much in the way of life in winter. The harsh cold showed slightly on Amyntas, who was much thinner than usual and thick with a winter coat. The wolf trotted over to Pteryx, and she wrapped her arms around the she-wolf's shaggy neck.
"I know. I should go back to the castle." Pteryx smiled grimly, and rubbed her sore throat. "I love it out here."
Amyntas pushed at Pteryx's small body with her head, and impatiently reminded her that she was sick, she should return home. Every nerve in the she-wolf's body was on edge, her ears erect and twitching.
"Okay." Pteryx clambered onto Amyntas's back, held on and moved in close to the wolf's body. Amyntas leapt foward, her pale fur glowing in the light of the moon.
They were back at the castle within fifteen minutes. Pteryx climbed off, watched the wolf vanish out of her line of sight, and turned to return to her chambers.
Once she was up there, Pteryx pulled the heavy curtians closed, dumped more wood on the fire and crawled into her bed. She'd just have to fly again tomorrow.
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