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02-21-2015, 10:59 PM
The warrior shivered. Her thin coat was not made for northern climate, though her own magical cloak of wind and weather helped keep her comfortable. The wind filled her wings, as it always had, warming her soul - but also making the hollow, vacant fissure more obvious. It consumed her, but she resisted its abysmal pull, trying to stay in the light.. It was difficult, but it was getting easier. Since she had returned to her birthland and embraced the rank she had wanted since watching her father teach and train other warriors as a child, she had felt closer to being whole.
She would never be complete, however. Only Sitka could have done that.
So why was she flying north? The girl couldn’t describe it, but it was akin to the pull she had felt when she had found Sitka's prison, all those years ago, within the darkest reaches of the Deep Forest. It called to her, summoning her presence, her magic, her attention. And she gave it all, willingly.
As her cerulean irises took in the scene, she breathed a shaky breath. "Be careful!" she shouted to the colt, who was surely in the most dangerous position of all - beneath a glacier?! - and the others, who all gathered. Had she time to reminisce, she would have recognised her home's Sleuth and the pale former King, Mauja amongst those present, but as it was, her attention was devoted to the orb that pulsed with a brilliant fiery life within the glacier.
Concern and worry for the colt's safety drove her following actions. She dipped her flight path to hover somewhat above him, high enough that her hooves and tail did not dangle low enough to knock against his horned crown, but low enough that she could knock him out of the way should the ice crumple before them and threaten to crush them. Encouraging her wind to fill her wings and make the hovering less taxing on her energy, she simply watched and waited, prepared to take action depending upon what unfolded next.
6/22/14:: [Magic: LightxWater | Able to imbue the rain with healing powers. Healing occurs through the touch of the water onto a wound, or if drunk, can also purify/heal the body from the inside-out.]
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Cirrus flies beneath the glacier, prepared to try and catch the orb on her wings/back should it fall through the bottom.
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She would never be complete, however. Only Sitka could have done that.
So why was she flying north? The girl couldn’t describe it, but it was akin to the pull she had felt when she had found Sitka's prison, all those years ago, within the darkest reaches of the Deep Forest. It called to her, summoning her presence, her magic, her attention. And she gave it all, willingly.
As her cerulean irises took in the scene, she breathed a shaky breath. "Be careful!" she shouted to the colt, who was surely in the most dangerous position of all - beneath a glacier?! - and the others, who all gathered. Had she time to reminisce, she would have recognised her home's Sleuth and the pale former King, Mauja amongst those present, but as it was, her attention was devoted to the orb that pulsed with a brilliant fiery life within the glacier.
Concern and worry for the colt's safety drove her following actions. She dipped her flight path to hover somewhat above him, high enough that her hooves and tail did not dangle low enough to knock against his horned crown, but low enough that she could knock him out of the way should the ice crumple before them and threaten to crush them. Encouraging her wind to fill her wings and make the hovering less taxing on her energy, she simply watched and waited, prepared to take action depending upon what unfolded next.
6/22/14:: [Magic: LightxWater | Able to imbue the rain with healing powers. Healing occurs through the touch of the water onto a wound, or if drunk, can also purify/heal the body from the inside-out.]
wishlist
Prior refusals: 1
Cirrus flies beneath the glacier, prepared to try and catch the orb on her wings/back should it fall through the bottom.
364 words
Cirrus
the Wind Dancer
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