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06-29-2016, 05:47 PM
Zyanya
Delight fills the tiny gold tinted face of the pale maiden, her lips tugged into a smile free of doubt for the first time since her arrival here. A beacon of light and joy for the moment, Zyanya dashes in the water, toward the bright chocolate figure of Haldir. Thranduil's presence momentarily forgotten, with his companion quickly falling in time with the mare's playful mood. How the spirit soars when a heavy weight has been lifted and placed onto sturdier shoulders.
Or, at least, she hoped the gold's shoulders were strong enough to bear her own worries for now.
Water dancing in the air and falls upon the buck's face, causing his eyes to grow with wild excitement in exchange. Zya laughs openly, her own body veering off in a sidestep. Despite how tiny the girl was in size, the lithe shape of her limbs and body allow for swift and agile movements. The small splashes from the delicate limbs of the deer manage to reach her shoulder, dappling the creamy gold coat. Legs move restlessly in the waters as she watches the deer stride off to the beach, his back legs kicking in the air and sending a small cascade of water to fall behind him.
Glancing over her shoulder at the dual horns peeking from the deep end of the water, lavender eyes glimmer against the sunlight playfully. A silent invitation, but one that Zyanya felt quite certain Thranduil would not take. Legs instead set her back in motion forward, loping toward the shore only to find the stag standing in defiance on the sands. His small figure stands like a statue guarding the land, which makes the mare's gait slow as she nears the beach. His bellow impressively loud for the a body smaller than her own, causing a smile to bubble back to the surface with a joyous laugh.
How long had it been since Zyanya played so freely? Iktan remained a serious boy throughout much of his childhood, so the only possibility would have been with Surem or Indajani. Surem, the eldest, never cared much for Zya. Jani. For the first time in a long while, the thought of her sister's face brings not sorrow but joy, thinking of their times spent frolicking about in the valleys of their home.
Beginning a strange sidestep, Zya's mind begins wheeling through possible solutions. The buck's antlers point outward in a defensive stance. Halting her body, letting her front end rock up in a weak rear, her hooves dip back into water gracefully before a cunning smirk - something rare on the features of the innocent little girl - tugs at the corner of her lips. Rocketing her body forward, she races down the shoreline and attempts to swerve quickly onto the sands, being careful to keep the sharp point of her horn toward the empty waters instead of in the direction of Haldir.
""
ooc -- It's okay because Zya's new BFFL is now Haldir.
Or, at least, she hoped the gold's shoulders were strong enough to bear her own worries for now.
Water dancing in the air and falls upon the buck's face, causing his eyes to grow with wild excitement in exchange. Zya laughs openly, her own body veering off in a sidestep. Despite how tiny the girl was in size, the lithe shape of her limbs and body allow for swift and agile movements. The small splashes from the delicate limbs of the deer manage to reach her shoulder, dappling the creamy gold coat. Legs move restlessly in the waters as she watches the deer stride off to the beach, his back legs kicking in the air and sending a small cascade of water to fall behind him.
Glancing over her shoulder at the dual horns peeking from the deep end of the water, lavender eyes glimmer against the sunlight playfully. A silent invitation, but one that Zyanya felt quite certain Thranduil would not take. Legs instead set her back in motion forward, loping toward the shore only to find the stag standing in defiance on the sands. His small figure stands like a statue guarding the land, which makes the mare's gait slow as she nears the beach. His bellow impressively loud for the a body smaller than her own, causing a smile to bubble back to the surface with a joyous laugh.
How long had it been since Zyanya played so freely? Iktan remained a serious boy throughout much of his childhood, so the only possibility would have been with Surem or Indajani. Surem, the eldest, never cared much for Zya. Jani. For the first time in a long while, the thought of her sister's face brings not sorrow but joy, thinking of their times spent frolicking about in the valleys of their home.
Beginning a strange sidestep, Zya's mind begins wheeling through possible solutions. The buck's antlers point outward in a defensive stance. Halting her body, letting her front end rock up in a weak rear, her hooves dip back into water gracefully before a cunning smirk - something rare on the features of the innocent little girl - tugs at the corner of her lips. Rocketing her body forward, she races down the shoreline and attempts to swerve quickly onto the sands, being careful to keep the sharp point of her horn toward the empty waters instead of in the direction of Haldir.
""
ooc -- It's okay because Zya's new BFFL is now Haldir.
YOU ARE THE BLUEST LIGHT.
@Thranduil
even if you're lost you can't lose the love because
it's in your heart
Magic & Force allowed, barring permanent changes or death.
