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11-03-2012, 11:35 AM
Aryel's ears flicked at the bird's song. She had never a birdcall like it before, it reminded her of the stories of the phoenix, the flaming bird with the most beautiful call in the world. This bird had to be a close second. She still couldn't tell what it was, but now that she had a closer look, it almost resembled a cloud of stars, a piece of the night sky.
The bird had changed direction again, mimicking her dive and then swooping off towards an icy field. Aryel followed, her wings stirring snow flurries from the treetops. It was obvious the bird was leading her somewhere, the pace it was setting was slow enough so she wouldn't fall behind, but fast enough that she had to keep moving. As far as she could tell, they were heading southwest. "Where are we going?" Aryel asked the bird, not expecting an answer. It could sing beautifully, but so far, it didn't talk. Her eyes were drawn to the chain in it's beak again. The bird was practically dangling it in front of her. Aryel snorted, her wings picking up speed as she slowly began gaining ground on the bird.
The bird had changed direction again, mimicking her dive and then swooping off towards an icy field. Aryel followed, her wings stirring snow flurries from the treetops. It was obvious the bird was leading her somewhere, the pace it was setting was slow enough so she wouldn't fall behind, but fast enough that she had to keep moving. As far as she could tell, they were heading southwest. "Where are we going?" Aryel asked the bird, not expecting an answer. It could sing beautifully, but so far, it didn't talk. Her eyes were drawn to the chain in it's beak again. The bird was practically dangling it in front of her. Aryel snorted, her wings picking up speed as she slowly began gaining ground on the bird.
Thanks for the good times, and no hard feelings for the bad times.
Vicer and Aryel's new threads never happened.
Vicer and Aryel's new threads never happened.
