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music of the night [any]

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01-22-2013, 03:32 PM

      Sumati
the Sinbird


Sumati permits herself one last night in the Threshold, awaiting the new arrivals of possible herd members. The Throat is expanding nicely now, climbing into the breaths of varied population and overall herd growth. She smiles to herself as she makes her way through the sparse trees. They loom overhead, each new leaf gleaming silver from the mysterious touch of the moon. The moon cast the darkest, longest of shadows, and Sumati's path is hinted with a silvery blue hue. The Threshold, perhaps one of the most dangerous places in Helovia, is enchanted with a mystical feel almost a tenuous allure that pulls so delicately on her heartstrings. She is a puppet to its ways. The blessedness she feels when entering its green grasp is one of her few joys. At once she is the power source, speaking all she is best at and into the wild hearts of the wanderers.

The Sinbird follows a neat, new scent. It is the scent of a stallion, one bleached with salty reminiscences and old memories much like her own. She is sour to her memories, they lie forgotten in the back of her mind in a place that only sounds when the bells of her heart pound together in the purest pique. This stranger smells of happy memories, though, a place in which he was at the most devoid state of mind in the heartiest of passion. Sumati has no memories like this, and if she does they are forgotten.

She is brought back to reality by his voice. It is quiet in the trees and carried by the small tendrils of gliding air. She stops, folding her wings nearly to her sides tucking in the brown tipped primal feathers. Her vivid hazel gaze drifts through the trees finding two figures that match the night sky. They are rimmed with silvery eloquence and their eyes spoke wanderlust. Sumati watches them for one second longer before emerging from the trees, interrupting the cool color scheme with her loud markings and thick feathers. She is oddly uneasy in the restless moon's view. She remembers her purpose and presses on.

"Greetings, and welcome to Helovia," she says rounding behind the dark stallion. She halts between Apollo and the dainty mare, hoping they are both here together looking for a herd to reside in. Her vibrant eyes flick to each of them before she starts finding her voice again. "I am Sumati the Sinbird, Sultana of the Dragon's Throat herd. I lead beside my dear friend Kri the Resolute, we'd both be more than willing to have you both." Sumati adjusts herself comfortably swishing her tail to the delight of the breeze.


Messages In This Thread
music of the night [any] - by Kristhana - 01-18-2013, 09:10 PM
RE: music of the night [any] - by Apollo - 01-21-2013, 10:24 PM
RE: music of the night [any] - by Sumati - 01-22-2013, 03:32 PM
RE: music of the night [any] - by Random Event - 01-27-2013, 03:15 AM

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