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bones of a ghost (open!) - Nymeria - 05-12-2017 Do you think they'll be expecting us? Of course not. What reason would they have to expect our return? Still—aren't you disappointed that our return will be unmet by brother and family? C'mon Lil. You know me and every turn of my mind. Why would I ever turn my muzzle down at the element of surprise? Sometimes I forget how old you've become. Silver mist was rolling in among the trees, illuminated only by piercing shafts of moonlight. The night's liquid darkness lay heavy over the earth, pooling like viscous oil beneath the trees. The two, wolf and lamb (but which was which?) were simply flitting spectres among the vast and unencumbered darkness. They were shadows—stretching and undulating over the earth—accompanied only by the soft and haunting sound of their own breath and the leathery hiss of Lilómiel's wings. As it always seemed to be, it had been a long time since their last foray into Helovia, even longer since they had met with brother or mother or farther or family. She remembered her nieces and nephews with a sharp eye, naturally; but she found that she cared little and less for the follies of her brother's life. If there was one thing she had found while absent, it was a peace that had settled in her heart and soothed away the aches and pains of her tedious self-absorption and ambition. Her hunger—her rampant and venomous desire, always prevailing—had at long last yielded beneath the embrace of logic and fathomable content. Well? I don't know. A hesitation—a pique in curiosity, a knife-edge desire to the tone of his next thought. Divide and conquer? Patience, love. We'll see. You said you'd wait forever... but I blinked, and the world was gone.
RE: bones of a ghost (open!) - Volterra - 05-12-2017
I KNOW IT SAYS EGDE BUT CAN'T STOP WON'T STOP @Nymeria RE: bones of a ghost (open!) - Tilney - 05-12-2017 tilney and oh, there is more to this life
'AGAIN? TILNAY!' The inescapable groans from his bonded bounded around his cranium as soon as the creature noted their all-too familiar path. Why Peatree hated the threshold so much was a mystery to all, though in truth Tilney wasn't particularly fond of it either. 'We's ALWAYS going to here!" As usual, Tilney ignored the bleats and moans, the swoops too. Lantern lit and bright, Tilney was the first past the treeline, his wary steps and cloven feet taking him slowly over the strange terrain the threshold provided. Reaching out from far away were voices, the kind he could not understand but the kind he wished to add a face to. Newcomers perhaps. Donned in his dark foliage-coloured cloak, Tilney might appear quite princely were it not for the grime, tears and tatters gathered on the edges of the cloth as it trailed upon the ground with his tail. While his rump, flanks, and most of his ribs were covered by the cloak, his signature tree marking still stood proudly upon his shoulder and neck, even from under the strapping and generous amounts of cloth. Peatree was the first to approach the strangers, taking his place above the pair upon a high-hanging branch. "Big bones have they on theys faces..." the bat would speak suspiciously to his ginger friend. Tilney, cocking an eyebrow, could already picture one or two faces with such markings that came to mind. As he brushed past a shrub or two, the pair became totally visible. The first he recognised was Nymeria, a woman who he had met in these woods once before. The other was a man he knew to be as Volterra the Indomitable, one he'd never exactly had words with but had even fought beside when the bone monster marched. It made sense now that he looked at them; clearly brother and sister, or twins no doubt. "Not a bad night" the stag uttered to them as he stepped unto familiar ground, taking his place to the right of Volterra and smiling gently as his lantern lit their faces. ooc; so stoked you're back wanda! <3 also let me know if I can have your permission to use Tilneys mind reading magic in this thread! |