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 Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 5:22 pm
Despite the fact that she had four ears, and excellent hearing, Zephyiote missed completely the frightened whisper than came from her friend. However, a glance in Idea's direction told her enough. Something was wrong. Zephyiote turned around, quickly ascending to Idea, who at this time looked rather like a floating bush. Zephyiote felt a little pang of regret. Poor thing. She was probably freaking out. Zephyiote gave her a little nudge with her head, careful not to poke her with the rhinoceros horn on her nose. "It is okay young one...I will not let anything happen to you. I can take you back if you would like...Idea..." Zephyiote's voice trailed off at the end, as she pondered her own stupidity.
She drew her wings to her sides. Floating via the Pan'Lun method of magic. She patted where she assumed Idea's back was, trying to offer solace, and repair whatever damage she'd caused.
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 5:47 pm
*It was like one with agoriphobia, except she wasn't afraid of open spaces, it was just so much sensory over load that she didn't know what else to do but do what she was. At the feel of the pushing against her form and the voice she recognized she blinked her eyes open and nervously looked about. So many faces were looking at her all at once, she shivered. But then She caught Zephs gaze and instantly unfurled and clung, like a scared feline against her friend.*
Where'd you go?!? *She said almost in tears holding onto her, still shivering from the fear she'd felt.*
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 5:59 pm
Zephyiote kept stroking her back, clucking soothingly into the smaller form's ear. "Do not fret little one. I would not leave you." She nuzzled her head against Idea's, closing her eyes and taking deep breaths, hoping that if she showed calm, the other would as well.
Most of the other painters had gone back to their own business by now. Though the occasional glance was still thrown their way, Zephyiote glared so venomously at any Painter who dared look that that soon stopped as well. She wouldn't let anyone so much as look at her little Idea wrong. For now, this was her charge, her youngling, and she would protect her as such.
"Would you like to leave?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 6:49 pm
*She trembled just a bit, but the calming feel of Zeph's strokes and her reassuring words slowly ebbed the fear away. Until finally she was blushing, though she knew it not. Shame over came her.* I - I - *She stammered for a second and then took a deep breath.* I don't care, I just want to be with you Zeph. *She said in a rush of words. She really did want to see this place, it had just over whelmed her and instead of slowly gettingg use to it she'd been thrown into it, like a live frog thrown on the grill*
Y-you like this place, I like it too. *An obvious lie, but like anyone with a kind heart and a need to please she said it. Carefully she looked up to Zephs face and feigned a smile.
So much like a child she was, not the teen she appeared to be, all she sought was for the approval of the one she liked.*
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 8:27 pm
Zephyiote understood that Idea was just trying to be polite, and that she was still terrified of this place. But if Zephyiote up and left, Idea would feel bad...so she would settle for a compromise. Still clutching the smaller form to her, Zephyiote flew to one of the bridged spanning the huge gap, the edge of which was far, far on the horizon. Zephyiote settled down on the bridge, placing Idea next to her. On the solid ground, hopefully, she would feel better. If she felt brave enough, she could look over the edge, and see all that the canyon had to offer below. And if not, she could scooch away from the edge, and with the exception of a few painters overhead, everything would seem fairly normal.
Zephyiote draped a wing over the youngling, hugging Idea close to her side. "Do not be afraid, little one. I will take care of you." She nuzzled Idea's head, grooming carefully her little head wings, while whispering comfort to the smaller, holiday painter.
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 9:43 pm
*She let herself be moved, like a baby, but she felt a bit embarrassed by it all, her new friend probably thought the worst of her, at least that's what she felt. Not that she was like that but she wasn't exactly a mind reader either and so hated that Zeph left the place she had been wanting to show her, all because she was afraid. She felt bad and really felt the need to make up for it, she just lacked the confidence in knowing how. As she was set down next to Zeph she gave a warm smile.*
If you're here *She said almost loosing the nerve* I will not be afraid
*With a slight swallow she peered over the edge, she was a brave individual she'd just kinna lost control of herself for a bit. Still young she was still learning how to take control of her own emotions, but it seemed she was failing at that. Still trembling a bit she looked over, the edge curiosity getting the best of her and stared at what the canyon had to provide.*
W-what is this place? *She said slightly nervous.*
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Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2008 4:57 pm
Zephyiote lay relaxed and aloof, hoping to show Idea that there really wasn't anything to worry about. She breathed deep of the ocean scent, loving to hear the wind and waves on the rock, the gentle lap of the water's tongue.
"This is Painter Canyon, little one. Where a good portion of your kind makes their residence. See all the caves?" she gestured to the caves with a flick of her wrist. "They are prized for their livability. Pockets in the rock, if you will. Food is abudant, both in the water and in the forests, and this place is a big cultural hub and trading center. One could live their entire life here and never be wanting of anything."
Her tail swished across the rock happily. "This truly is a haven. Maybe one day I myself will settle down here." she nodded, sighing with content. "Do not be afraid little one. This is the ancestral home of Painters. It was made just for us." She leaned her head over the edge to stare at the water thousands of feet below.
"No harm befalls those who live here. No one suffers in any serious way. It is perhaps on par even for the Pan'Lun temples at Crater Lake. Allowing for a few key differences of course."
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Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2008 5:09 pm
*Perhaps it was the lack of fear in Zeph that did it, or the fact that her curiosity finally over powered it but she no longer trembled as she listened to her friend. No instead her mind began to over wash with ideas about this place, images and dreams. She wondered what it'd be like to have a home here. She figured she didn't want one that would be too close to everyone but close enough to enjoy this view, some sort of .. forgotten cavern would be really nice she thought to herself.*
Can anyone live here?
*She asked in earnest curiosity as her eyes flickered from one cave to the next She watched as a young hatchling neared the edge of a cliff and some strange Bird flapped at it urging it back into the depths of the cave. She watched as a BIG furry feline, stripped in various shades of green over white wandered about above the caves on the other side of the cliff as if going somewhere. It was so full of life, she couldn't help but marvel in it.*
Can I live here?
*She said after a seconds pause, anxious to know the answer.*
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Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2008 5:35 pm
A smile pulled at Zephyiote's face. Her plan seemed to have worked after all. Her own travels were too hectic to spend taking care of a youngling. Even IF Idea would consent. So what better place to leave Idea than Painter Canyon? Where she would never lack a thing? And maybe she herself could come and visit Idea here. Yes. That would be nice. Despite their short time together, Zephyiote found herself fairly attached.
"Of course you could live here." Zephyiote said, grinning hugely. "It is as simple as finding a cave and marking it as your own." Zephyiote flicked a pebble, and watched it fall over the edge, down downdowndowndowndown before making a tiny ripple in the water as it hit the surface and then sank.
Zephyiote turned back to idea, not meaning to seem rude by being seemingly preoccupied with idle things. "I can help you find a place, if you would like."
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Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2008 6:53 pm
Oh yes! *She said excitedly, unawares that Zeph had planed this all out.* How do we do this? *She said more to herself than to Zeph, she wasn't unintelligent.* I want a big family *She nodded to herself.* Some place not too close to all those painters. *She continued, her thoughts out loud, they conveyed a bit of her personality as well as let Zeph know, with out meaning to, how much she really didn't like the business.* Something with LOTS of space.
*She began and continued as she hopped about excitedly, her ears flickered back like a pup her tail wagging, oh this was gonna be fun after all.*
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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2008 7:40 pm
Zephyiote stood and stretched, loving the feel of the slight breeze 'neath her wings, begging for her to catch it. Soon. Soon she would be in the air once more. But first a few words to Idea. "It is rather simple. First you have to pick out a cave you like, which can be easy or difficult, depending on how particular you are." Zephyiote jumped into the air, rising up first with the Pan'Lun magic in her, and then using her wings to fly in lazy circles.
"Come on then, let us get started. There is no telling how long this part of the process will take." Zephyiote was patient. She was willing to spend several days searching for just the right cave that Idea wanted. Though she hoped it wouldn't take that long. The sweet little thing. So strangely naive and trusting. How strange she was. How beautiful she was! Never could there be such a pure soul as Idea!
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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2008 7:22 pm
*She piped up with delight at this; she was going to have a home, one of her very own. The thought thrilled her so much that her tail, once again like a lost puppy being found, wagged happily, and on all fours above the grounds, she began to wander about, looking carefully to the left and right.*
What kind of place is a good place. *She asked out loud to her as she looked under a rock as if the entrance to a home could be found there, but as she did so two little mice with candy cane striped tails scurried out of a hole and the began to crawl all over idea. There little feet tickled her so much that she fell over and began to laugh at the sensation. The winged mice with candy cane colored tails looked at each other from on top of her belly and with a shake of their heads at each other they looked back at the painter they rested on.
Since they had stopped moving the tickling had stopped. Craning her head at the two mice she pondered at the tiny things. She'd seen them before, but tried to pretend she hadn't they'd been following her since she'd reached the woods, like they knew her. It was strange too, because it was those mice that had helped her find water, though she didn't think they'd done such on purpose. What where they doing here.*
Hello? *She said to the mice, but they couldn't talk all they did was chitter back, as if excited.*
Z-Zeph? *She said curiously.* Come look what's caught me!? *Obviously she wasn't caught but the mice were very very much unique creatures, not unlike the painter Idea, both painter and the mice, were colored in the season of Christmas. How strange indeed they must seem to the painter, Zeph.*
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 7:00 am
Zephyiote walked closer, watched the mice for about a minute, shook her head, and sighed. "NOW I have seen everthing. Candy cane mice and a holly painter. My my." Zephyiote sat back on her haunches, and studied the mice with observant eyes. "I think they like you. Obviously. Those are trick mice you know. Some painters use them as a familiar." She leaned in closer, staring hard at them. As if they might suddenly disappear. "I must admit, I have never seen any quite like that before."
Zephyiote smiled, upon seeing how happy Idea was. At least, she seemed happy, what with all the laughing and whatnot. Perhaps they tickled. Perhaps she enjoyed herself. Perhaps both. Zephyiote thought it was cute how Idea called her 'Zeph'. Only one other painter ever called her by a nickname, and it happened to be her best friend. But now wasn't the time for that. She would make visits later. Right now she would attend to Idea, until she saw fit that the girl was okay by herself. Then she would take her leave.
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2009 1:32 pm
What's a familiar? *She said giggling* they tickle!! *She squealed and finally they came to sit upon her head clinging to one another, their little wings flittering a bit as they did such.*
Zeph I like them, can I have them *It was funny that she'd said that because it would seem to Zeph that they had pretty much claimed Idea more than the other way around.* Think they'll let me? *The mice looked at each other and giggled, or at least it seemed like that to Zeph but Idea couldn't see that, as they were on top of her head.* And can you help me find a home? I like that idea, I want a home *She said with a smile.* When I find one you can stay with me and we can make yummy food and eat it and watch the rain when it falls *She smiled happily at the thought of spending time with her friend Zeph* and you can help me teach these Trick mice how to do things? *She wasn't sure exactly what to teach mice but she was certain trick meant fun*
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