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[DROP] Morning Songs

Isopia the Mountain That Knows Posts: 780
Dragon's Throat Apostle atk: 6.5 | def: 10 | dam: 8.0
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#5

[Not participating. Just saying hi to Dad.]

The dawn called to the earth-child as well. On wings of black - preferring to be in her raven form as usual - the demi-child flew soundlessly through the early morning dawn. She liked the touch of moisture and chill that the air held, the potential for the day, and the knowledge that at the end of it, everything would play out just as it was meant to.

A gathering below caught her stare - in particular the appearance of two familiar faces: her Father, and Volterra. If her Father was here ... likely he was handing out offerings. Bitterly, the girl swooped lower. There was so much more she wanted - things that could help her achieve balance in the world, yet she knew she could not join those who had gathered asking for his aid. He had already given her a quest, and while she was nearing its completion, she had not reached it yet. She wasn't certain whether or not he would deny her, but it wasn't worth the risk; not in front of such a large group.

Flying in a low, lazy circle, the death-marked raven circle around her Father's massive form for a moment. "Hello." She whispered, her attempt at being polite and offering him a greeting. Quickly however, her wings carried her to Volterra. She notices that his red companion is no where to be found, and she briefly wonders about this, but not before taking the crimson shadow's place on the colt's shoulder blades*. As a raven, she is much, much lighter than Vol's dragon, and the girl implicitly assumes that the colt won't mind. Of course, she doesn't even bother to ask. Shuffling her black feathers against her sides, she steps forward onto his wither.

"I need your help with something." She half whispers, her gaze skirting briefly to her Father, wondering if he will find her rude for conducting her own business during 'his' gathering. Then again, even if he did she likely wouldn't notice, or alter her behavior.




*Snow, lemme know if you want me to change this.



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Messages In This Thread
Morning Songs - by God of the Earth - 05-25-2015, 08:55 AM
RE: Morning Songs - by Volterra - 05-25-2015, 12:35 PM
RE: Morning Songs - by Nyx - 05-25-2015, 12:53 PM
RE: Morning Songs - by Cirrus - 05-26-2015, 06:04 AM
RE: Morning Songs - by Cirrus - 06-07-2015, 07:13 AM
RE: Morning Songs - by Isopia - 05-26-2015, 11:10 AM
RE: Morning Songs - by Maren - 05-26-2015, 02:55 PM
RE: Morning Songs - by Thranduil - 05-26-2015, 11:28 PM
RE: Morning Songs - by Zèklè - 05-27-2015, 01:03 AM
RE: Morning Songs - by Ampere - 05-27-2015, 01:32 AM
RE: Morning Songs - by God of the Earth - 06-02-2015, 07:41 PM
RE: Morning Songs - by Maren - 06-06-2015, 04:57 AM

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