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 Posted: Sat Apr 30, 2016 6:07 pm
  Location: Field of Flowers Cassiopeia WC: Lailah WC:
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Posted: Sat Apr 30, 2016 6:24 pm
 Cassiopeia wondered floated about, not seeing any souls in the area that need to be reaped. Though she didn't want to leave just yet. She promised herself that she would stay in one spot per day instead of flitting from one place to the other. As much as she wanted to gather as much souls as she could, she didn't want to miss a single soul that might need in reaping. Yet, what would she do in her waiting time?
Just then, she spotted a field of flowers, at the edge of the forest, the place she was currently soul hunting for. This was perfect, she could stay in this lovely field and be nearby in case an animal or plant needed to be reaped from the forest within.
Settling down, she looked at the colorful wild flowers the blanket the meadow. Reaching out, barely, she touched the petals of one yellow flower with the edge of her finger tips. The soft petals giving her such a delight.
She then looked up at the sunny day, watching the clouds go by. As much as she loved the sun, she hoped it rained soon though. She just loved the sound of rain and the rain, brings other types of animals out to play and gives the trees and flowers a chance to drink.WC: 222
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Posted: Sat Apr 30, 2016 7:00 pm
 A small figure sat huddled near the east edge of the field, her white form noticeable amidst the brightly colored flowers despite all her attempts not to be. Long, delicate ears were draped back over her shoulders, silver eyes downcast. Dark tipped hands clutched something gingerly, a finger reaching out occasionally to stroke said object. The being's head tilted ever so slightly, locks of white hair falling into her face as she shut her eyes, bottom lip quivering slightly. "Sorry....so...so sorry." she murmured to herself, bringing the object closer to her body in a frail hug. "I...tired..." she said again, petting what was the lifeless form of a pale rabbit, its beady eyes having glossed over and lost any and all light to it.
Torn, fragile wings shifted softly as the girl adjusted her grip on the now soulless creature as if it were some kind of rag doll or child's toy. Her thumbs gently pressed against the pads of the rabbit's paws, spreading its little toes, feeling the webbing of fur and skin beneath it as the heat began to slip from its body. "But it wont hurt anymore..." she whispered again, one hand trailing downward towards a gash in the critter's side. A bite mark of some sort by the looks of things. A vain attempt to escape it's chaser only resulted in running itself straight into her hands and Lailah did the only thing she could think of. Reap the soul from its body to stop the pain. And now she sat clutching its body instead, lost in thought and wondering what to do....
At least that was until a noise had caught her attention. Like a startled animal, she pushed herself to her feet but stayed crouched down low, the body of the bunny dangling from her hands as she peered around for the source. Silver eyes landed on a soft pink fem enjoying the company of the flowers. Jittery, Lailah did her best to remain still, as if doing so would wipe her from the other's sight completely and she could remain hidden.
WC: 351
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Posted: Sat Apr 30, 2016 7:21 pm
Cassiopeia was about to close her eyes, to enjoy the presence of the sun, until she heard a shift nearby.
Her eyes shot open as she turned to look at a white figure at the distance. She stood still, her wings prep to take flight if needed but the figure didn't move towards her, in fact she sense...no malice from the figure.
Getting up slowly, she floated towards the figure, stopping a couple feet and away to give the figure some space. "Hello? Are you alright?"
While waiting for an answer, she decided to sit in her new spot, facing the figure. She decided that this was the best way to show she will not move any further and that she means no harm, let the figure come to her.
"It's alright," she said in a motherly tone. "I won't hurt you. If you feel like coming towards me you can, if not that is fine too."WC: 158
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