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 Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2006 11:30 pm
Pacing up and down the length of her room tapping a finger against her cheek, Procyon was wearing dents in the stone floor of her chambers. She'd been feeling antsy, as if something should be happening...but nothing was. There were no sounds in the halls, and it had been days since she'd even seen her best friend Dee.
So, she decided that it was time to get out.
Tucking her dagger into the sheath she'd crafted from black leather, she buckled it around her thigh, now feeling prepared for anything. Perhaps she'd leave the castle for a bit, and go roaming around in the forests that she saw outside her window. A cool wind blew through the cracks in the stone walls, and she could feel chilly weather coming on. Throwing on a dark grey fur-trimmed hooded cloak, she slipped on a pair of black leather shoes, and tossed a small notebook and pen into her backpack, and called Dreary and Knit to follow her. She might need the help, she thought, picking up the pouch with the rest of her sprockets. Putting it in her pack as well, she stuffed in a light blanket and a flint and steel, just in case. She'd be able to find food in the woods, she thought, and she looked out her window once again to survey the scenery...
It was early afternoon, and there was plenty of daylight left to explore. She decided to stay relatively close to the castle today, and eventually move her way outward as she became more knowledgeable of her surroundings. There was no need to get lost immediately. Turning toward the door, she pulled it open, the hinges creaking as she pulled. Looking left down the hallway, then right, she saw what she usually saw when she poked her head out of her room: nothing.
Heading right and following the hall, she eventually came to a set of stairs, which she promptly followed down to the bottom floor. The hall continued and grew wider, leading to a grand hall. She had to stop to admire the place, as she'd never explored this part of the castle before. It was exhilirating to be out on her own, and she felt a sense of independence as she explored outside of her chambers.
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2006 6:07 am
Aranea shivered under the lined cloak, wondering not for the first time since she had left Feles's chambers exactly why it was she had left it. Oh right, she wanted to see if she could get an audience with Majestrix Nox. She walked under the lighted candles, moving from light pool to light pool, noting the lack of webs about the place. She could not wait until spring, this sluggish feeling would leave her and her many-legged friends would return.
As she walked through the large hall on the way to Nox's throne room she noticed another Fey walking around, a female who she didnt recall meeting. She sighed; well it would be rude not to say something and so she walked over to the Fey, clearing her throat as she approached.
'Greetings.' she said, her eyes moving over the..teenager she reckoned, and she tugged her cloak tighter to her body. Being social didnt mean she wanted to freeze to the spot.
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2006 6:28 am
Hearing footsteps approach, Procyon swiveled around to face an older Fey--a seductive looking woman with silver hair and bright red eyes. "Hello!" she answered in return, pulling her cloak closer around her. "I've never met you before! Excellent. I thought there were only four fey in the castle. I never see anyone roaming about the halls. It's good to know that there are more of us. I am Procyon," she said, giving a slight nod and bow.
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2006 6:52 am
'It's not often I venture from my lab,' Aranea said, reaching out to Procyon with one hand, her long nails flashing in the light. She ran her fingers through the Fey's hair.
'Aren't you the pretty one,' she said, moving away again.
'I am Aranea. Did you come to seek out our Majestrix?' she asked, curious as to why she would have wandered thus far without a purpose. Although she remembered as a child she had stumbled onto Nox but children were forgiven their curiosity.
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2006 7:03 am
Procyon was a bit taken aback at Aranea running her fingers through her hair. She wasn't used to such a touchy-feely fey. But she smiled instead of feeling awkward. After all, this woman was one of her own...How could she not appreciate the kind words and gestures?
"Thank you. I do appreciate the compliments," she said, her cheeks flushing a bit. "It is lovely to meet you Aranea." She shook her head. "Oh, no, I have not yet met the Majestrix...Well, I suppose I have once, when I was first released from my window. But I haven't seen her since then. Is that where you are going?"
"I was actually going to go exploring a bit. I rarely leave my chambers, and I've been feeling a bit pent-up inside these cold stone walls...I wanted to get a breath of fresh air, and perhaps explore the woods around the castle. Would that be unwise? I've never been far...Dee and I have really only explored the upper hallways and some of the rooms there. I just feel this urge to get out and about."
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2006 8:59 am
This Fey chattered too much, Aranea decided with a wince. Unless it was just a nervous state, but why would a Moon Court Fey be nervous in their own Castle?
'I was yes. But I don't think she is receiving today,' Aranea said.
'You may explore the woods. But I would not go too far...the woodlands are the boundary between our land and the Sun Court's location,' a frown passed across her elegant face.
'It is not wise for you to fall into their hands. There is much treachery at this time.'
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2006 11:15 am
Procyon could see Aranea's face twitch, and she wondered why...Was it her chatter that bothered her? Did she not greet her appropriately or something? She had always been a big talker, and nothing could stop it. "Aah, well good luck finding an audience with her. I hope to one day meet her, now that I'm older."
Listening to the spider-Fey's advice about the woods, she couldn't help but ask about the current status of the Moon and Sun Courts. "I'll be sure not to go too far. I'd rather not fall into the lap of the Sun Court. But I must admit, I don't know what is going on between the Courts. All I know is we are rivals. But why?"
It was a question she'd been wanting to ask since coming out of the window. But everyone she'd met had come out at about the same time, and they had no idea either. Perhaps this older Fey could shine some light on it for her...
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 10:36 am
'I'm sure I will speak to her soon,' Aranea said simply.
'There is much history between our two Court's,' Aranea spoke as she moved to a window, looking down and out onto the snow covered grounds.
'Their land should be ours...this is our rightful place and their goodness is a taint - they have no true passions and are weak things. They should be ended for their own good.' she hissed, scraping the stone with the nails of one hand.
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2006 11:19 am
Procyon looked a bit puzzled as Aranea gave the Cliff's Notes version of the struggles between the two Courts. Could it really be that the Sun Court was invading on their land?
"When did this all begin?" she asked, truly curious. "And why did we let them inhabit our land? Shouldn't we have fought back?"
And then, she couldn't help but ask: "Have you met any of these Sun Court Fey? Are they terribly unpleasant people?"
Shivering under her cloak, she thought it might be best to go somewhere warmer. "Are you in a hurry? We could find some place that is less chilly...If you're willing to talk to me some more. I feel so out of sorts about the relations between the Courts. And I barely know any of my own kind..."
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2006 8:14 am
'But we did; the curse that we all fell victim to was meant only for the Sun Court according to what little writings I have found of that time,' Aranea looked at Procyon.
'Yes they are. I have met several; including their so-called 'Queen'.' she said, tapped the stone sill with her nails now.
'They are weak-willed, and easily tricked.'
Aranea felt a shiver run through her again.
'I am not in a hurry to freeze to this wall,' she said dryly.
'If you wish to talk it best be somewhere warmer.'
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2006 5:30 pm
"Yes, we should find somewhere warmer...I'm not too familiar with a lot of the castle. Maybe the library would be pleasant. That, or we could go to my chambers...I know that they are warm." She nodded to Aranea, pulling her cloak closer around her. She could only imagine how cold it was outside. But had she been running around the woods, she would be much warmer than she was standing here.
"It was only meant for the Sun Court? How is it that we were cursed as well? HOW un-fortunate. Did the Sun Fey have anything to do with it?" The last sentence that came from her mouth sounded so unlike the sweet, bubbly raccoon that most knew. They were sharp words, cutting words. If she had nails like Aranea's, she'd be scratching the windowsils with them too. If the Sun Court had some doing in the curse of her own Fey, she could hate them easily. After all, the curse had taken her mother from her, and had locked her within fragile panes of glass.
"Weak willed and easily tricked eh? Sounds like they should be easy to defeat. It would be a matter of gathering our resources...but then again, I have not met many of our own kind...I don't even know how many of us there are."
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2006 8:39 am
Aranea had no real urge to see this Fey's chambers;
'The library is fine,' she said, walking off, the cloak's hem skimming the ground as she went. She spoke as she went, not waiting to see if Procyon was following - just expecting her to.
'The curse originated from the Moon Court,' she went on.
'But as I said, it was only meant for the Sun Court. It would affect both Court's, but a cure was ready for us only.' Aranea sighed.
'But that did not happen. Our Court has been slower to emerge, for each of us relies on someone within our bloodline to escape the Curse. The Sun Court is weak itself, but has recently gained a few allies that are less so. One of which is the reason why I am trying to speak to Nox.'
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2006 4:41 pm
Scampering behind Aranea, Procyon managed to stay close behind. She noticed that the woman paid no heed to her, and it interested her...Perhaps she just didn't care? Listening intently to what she was saying, she was disappointed to hear that the Moon Court had been the cause of the curse. That was the truly unfortunate part of the story.
"Ah, I see. Why is it that we weren't cured, if it was all a part of the plan?" Procyon's head tilted as if she were thinking about something. "Allies that are less weak than the Sun Court? Are there others besides those that reside in the two Courts?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2006 10:33 am
'What I've told you is all that I know of that time,' Aranea said as she walked down a narrow stone stairway, and onto another corridor. She cast glances into the ceiling corners as they went, looking for signs of arachnid life.
'There are two that are a mystery. One is the Oracle Spina, she was thought to be of the Moon Court but recent events have revealed she is not to be trusted. And a male by the name of Laniger who is possibly part of the Sun Court, but he seems to have a long past with Spina.'
Aranea frowned, as they walked to the library.
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2006 7:53 am
"Spina and Langier..." Procyon whispered their names, trying to commit them to memory. She didn't know when she'd come across either of them, but she found that the information might be important some day. "Well, if the two have a long past, perhaps they are working together against the Courts..." It was only a suspicion, as Procyon had no knowledge of either of them.
Following Aranea into the library, the raccoon stopped next the fireplace, hoping there was some way to get it lit. It would be much warmer if there was a roaring fire going. She bent down to pile some logs into the hearth, and looked around for something to get the fire going. "Any ideas on how to get this lit?" she asked the spider-Fey.
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