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 Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2016 10:08 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2016 10:10 pm
Taking in a slow breath, curious gold eyes looked at her features in the still pool of water that she rested beside. If that was her, why did she appear away from where she was? Stretching out a elegant white paw, the Nahtlil carefully and slowly tapped at the water. The surface of 'glass' rippled alive even more, causing her refection to wiggle and squirm more. Tilting her head to the side, a dark ear turned and twisted past blazed ginger locks. A gentle warm breeze danced though the cherry blossom's of the nearby great tree. The gentle tussling cause her slim ear to turn, and her eyes to pull from the swishing reflection at her paws.
Dark maw opened with awe and a breath was stolen from her as such an amazing sight that filled her senses. Paws shifted and moved to her desire to be closer to the large tree, long white and dark tail slipped carefully behind her. The stray wind picked up and caused a few peddles to swish though the air, in a pink peddle fall.
A strange glee of sound richly bounced through the air, as the Nahtlil hopped up to greet the peddles. With a swift wish to be caught up in the breeze with them. They where just so beautiful...
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High-functioning Hellraiser
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2016 10:18 am
 It has been some time since Oni had found himself away from the capital of the Fire Tribe. In truth, he did not believe he had ever set a paw away from the place of so-called power since around the time he had first been woven. Duty and resentment had clutched to his heart and soul, like a rock set upon his tail. Everything within him screamed at him to leave, to go, to run, and yet he found that he could not. Unlike the lava flow of the volcano, or the water of a river, he was not one that was gifted with the advantage of moving around so freely.
At least this day granted him some amount of freedom and beauty. The gentle breeze like a nuzzle upon a cheek. The flowers in full bloom, displaying their colors for the world to see. And...what that a giggle dancing in the breeze with the petals?
It was not as if Oni himself would be the only one out and about.
With a careful turn of his ears the Commander concentrated on the sound and followed until he was graced with the sight of a stranger. Clearly, by the horns, she was one born of fire, but Oni could not say he had ever seen the Nahtlil before. Either she was very good at hiding her presence, or new to the world.
But why exactly would the Weaver bring more life at a time such as this? With no leaders or stability what good could com from adding in more newly woven?
"What exactly does he have planned?", the Commander whispered to himself lost in his own thought at the moment.
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2016 10:53 am
Golden eyes closed, as the Nahtlil had spun up in the air. Crimson tangled with free falling pink petals, in a moment of bliss. The moment only lasted for a second, before careful paws laded, with a certain amount of surprise back on the ground. Her whole frame shook as her eyes opened to the startle of the landing. It was such a strange sensation for one to ignorantly think they could be caught up with the wind, only to be jarred with the reality of a strange force pulling her back to the ground. That, was perhaps the gravity of the situation...
Blinking, the newly woven Nahtlil turned her head to look up once more at the petals. Her maw opened partly as she wondered why she hadn't lifted and flowed just as easily as the bright colored...thingys.
Tilting her head, yellow orbs looked to the brightly petaled tree, it looked to be their 'home', or where they had came from. How curious. How ever something inside her told her it wasn't too important to dwell on such things.
Somethings simply are....
Crimson lock were gently shifted as a dark slender ear turned toward the unknown presence. She felt something, something inside...yet on the outside. It truly was a sensation, to realize the sensation of 'self', and one's existence....then feel something else.
Another?
Intrigued maw opened, as the sensation cause her head to turned. Ear's perked past fallen crimson strands, as bright searching eyes widened with curiously. Green, black...white.
The Nahtlil's gaze quickly bounced around with a still head as her sight took in a whole new world of color and new...things. Then something, No. Someone.
Her golden eyes found him. Curious and wild elegance stilled and softened as her eyes placed themselves on the Tahtil.
Light tail stilled, as a white paw mindlessly raised. At first she didn't know what to think of the strange creature, it looked....dangerous, poised and....still. Had it been there the whole entire time? Was it...
He...
Was he even...
Gold eyes found white looking like orbs of the 'he's' soul, past a strange 'shell'. The Nahtlil's head raised and remained poised, becoming still once more.
She had no idea...what to do...So she remained still, calculating. trying to find more of the moment, as if waiting for a cue on what more to do...
Fallen Crimson Locks, shifted ever so slightly in another gentle breeze. This breeze was nosier this time, as if it softly whistled to encourage more giggles.[kubo count stops here] 734 (claim here for magus)
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