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 Posted: Sun Jun 13, 2010 6:39 pm
 Rumors, whispers. This is the reason Spiral finds herself wandering this section of swamp. Rumors of old, strange, frail looking Kimeti who can bless a doe or buck, guaranteeing a larger litter. Not that she has hard proof, just overheard conversations. Being too embarrassed to admit to eavesdropping, Spiral never asked the does she heard speaking of these wizened Kimeti. Instead, she's spent the past few weeks wandering the less populated areas. Hoping to find one.
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Posted: Mon Jun 14, 2010 4:13 am
 Stargarden had quickly adapted to his new form as if he had always been like that -- possibly because to him, he had. His memory was the same as always, he would swear he always looked like this! Although he would never get used to that tail, he swore it was something else. Maybe a cloud in his sky. He found himself chasing the cloud around and around, trying to capture the stray being! The cloud had it's own plans though, and making him try and go under his own legs, the stag soon found himself face first into a bush. He made an awful sound, and struggled, only to get his multiple and massive horns caught in the bush! The cloud swayed happily behind the stag though, laughing at him silently.
 Stargarden sure looked like a legendary creature at the moment. He was supposed to be full of grace and allure, but he was stuck in a bush. Out done by a small wisp of a cloud. He would never live this down. The sky beaten by a cloud? This was not the end of that battle, he was sure! With his struggles many, and his desire to free himself strong, Stargarden changed his form without realizing it.
It was quiet for a moment, an empty bush, but soon out popped a crane with vibrant colours and an alluring starry coat. He made a graceful sound, and flapped his wings some and easily found his way out of the bush and landed softly onto the ground below on four legs. Victory was his!
Stargarden: 2 | Cloud: 1 | Bush: 0
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Posted: Mon Jun 14, 2010 9:55 pm
Spiral hears noises that sound much like one fighting a bush. Or trying to stomp a path through it. Figuring it to just be an animal, but not about to pass up the chance of it being a Kimeti, she heads in the direction of the noise. Lucky for her the bush in question is rather close. She can even see it shaking. Unlucky for her is that what ever is causing the noise is on the other side, which means going around.
Finding the path most likely to take her all the way around, for the bush has friends, Spiral starts on her way. She pays just enough attention to the trail to keep from being tripped up or ensnared. The rest of her attention is focused on how to get a blessing. Does one ask outright, or just talk to the one in question and let him or her decide? Does it depend on each individual? Are there even more then one?
In this manner the trip seems to take less time then it does, and the sight that greets her when Spiral finally comes around is spectacular. A buck, older then any she'd ever seen, stands in front of the bush. His coat reminds her of the sky just after sunset, before the colors fade and stars come out. His horns are spectacular, curving and twisting in ways she never thought they could. Stopping a respectable distance away, Spiral clears her throat. "Hello." She says, looking for all the world like she wants to add more, but not knowing what.
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 9:57 pm
Stargarden was about to pounce on that cloud following him around when he stopped. He heard something. A sound. The stag turned around to see something green, something green, something pink, something green, and something shiny in the middle of it all. He didn't know what made the sound and was looking around bright eyed like something hit him and he was looking carefully trying to determine what it was.
"Hello?" He asked, wondering if something was there.
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 10:21 pm
Her first thought is that he can't see well. Then it occurs to Spiral that she may very well blend into the surrounding foliage. She takes a step forward and brings her tail around to wave the pink fluff at the end between them. "I'm here, just very green. How do you do?" she asks, giving a bow. Her tail, more or less, moves with the motion causing the pink furred tuft to drag across the ground. Very near the stag's front hooves.
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 10:03 pm
The stag continued to stare, if anything, very impolitely , but what was a flowering tree going to say? Not much, that's for sure. At least, that's what a normal creature would say. It wasn't unusual for trees to talk to Stargarden though, so he wasn't surprised when it extended it's creeping vine towards him. He greeted the vine like a gentleman, carefully stepping around it so he did not step on the tree.
"You are very green," he said. He did not quite understand her question though. How did he do what? He thought. It took him a moment, but he finally found how to transfer his thoughts through his mouth, and so he spoke. "How do you do what?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 10:16 pm
Spiral wonders if the change from adult to legendary makes all Kimeti a little odd. Or if this one was always odd. Not that it bothered her, the odd ones were always the most fun to talk to. "I meant your health." This thought takes a minute or two to be spoken, as Spiral had never had to explain it before and the words were slow to com. "Green is a wonderful color, even if you end up blending into the scenery."
Realizing she'd become sidetracked, Spiral gathers the words to ask what she'd come here for. Courage too, it's not every day one meets a stag and she really has no clue how to ask. "I was wondering.. That is, someday I'd like children. Would you mind blessing me?" She hopes that's the right way to ask and does her best to sound unpushy about it.
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 10:32 pm
His health? He was standing was he not? He was clearly alive. What a silly plant. His bright eyes shined on the tree, and then from each of the trees around them. This was certainly a special tree, it didn't seem to blossom like all the rest. Perhaps that's what it wanted? A tree without any flowers was just a big stick after all, un-providing of shading like all good trees should. He had decided. This was what the tree wanted. More blossoms to bare!
"May the new moon blossom you many new buds." He spoke seriously, until finally the cloud caught up with him, brushing against his leg and drawing his attention away from the tree. The cloud was attacking! Defense! Counter-attack! The stag quickly turned around to face his foe... but found nothing. He turned around again! But all he found was the tree. He looked up into the sky. Ah ha! The cloud thought he could get away, oh ho ho! Silly cloud!
Without waiting for the tree, Stargarden sprung off into the distance with surprising speed, until he found his way into a clearing. Gone from her sight, the stag changed his form one more into a graceful crane and returned to the sky in his pursuit of the cloud that lived to torment his very soul!
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 10:56 pm
"Thank you!" She calls after him. Both grateful for his aid and tickled by his strangeness. She watches until he's gone, then turns and heads back to where she'd come from.
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