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Post by .:.Zee.:. on Aug 31, 2009 3:59:44 GMT -5
Myrna dropped into the field, beating her wings quietly in order not to disturb anyone. She was tired, and a far away from her small cave. Her blue eyes turned to the sky, examining the moon. Usually she wasn't out this late, but she had lost track of time and flown too far. Her wings ached from the exercise and she herself was panting. Myrna let out a sigh and collapsed softly on the long grass, smashing some flowers under her in the process.
She folded her wings around her and gently rested her small cranium on the blades of the grass, sneezing quietly when a few blades tickled her nose. 'I wonder what mum is doing right now. Probably sleeping with Clera and Montague.' She thought, her mind wandering to her pack. As she thought of her mother, father and siblings, Myrna's heart ached with longing. Ever since she had been abandoned by her pack, Myrna had sentenced herself to a life of loneliness, thinking she wasn't good enough for any other packs. So she was destined to wander around alone, even if she secretly hoped to have a friend.
"Ah, Myrna, stop kidding yourself. Your family didn't want you. No one will." She whispered silently to herself, her musical voice fitting right in with the quiet lullaby of the night.
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Post by -|| Risk ||- on Aug 31, 2009 13:55:31 GMT -5
The field seemed to stretch on forever, endlessly covering the vast expanse that was Fragile Silence. But Estraya knew the lay of the land completely and without hesitation she could freely and upon request tell you where to find each and every place that you so desired to know of. The beautiful ivory angel stood there, letting the tall grasses tickle her pearl limbs as the wind gently played with her silken, flowing ivory strands. Thet wrapped gently around her elegantly carved neck and around her strong hind limbs, the invisible currents toyign with them as they did the grass, grees, and bushes. Her ivory forelock fell befoe her left eye, brown and beautiful as she cast her watchful, gentle gaze over the endless fields. This place had been here for a long time, perhaps longer than Estraya was in age, though such was a mystery because of her blessing. A Fallen Angel, walking amdist a world of mortals. But she knew she was not the only immortal of the world. Earth-bound gods, perhaps one would call them. No, she knew of another. A fire demon. Izo, the keeper of hell, where as sweet but fierce and just Estraya was the guardian of Heaven, the tall mountain to the East of Fragile Silence, the mountain's top always veiled in a fog, as though it pierced the very heavens themselves though she knew this to be untrue.
It was then that the fait sound of wing beats caused her pearl ears to twitch, and her bown eyes to search for the one who made them. Her forelock then fell away from her eye as she turned to face the wind's currents. And there, she noted the form of a wolf, collapsing into the tall grass, her form nearly vanishing. Estraya's gaze gleamed with curiosity, kindness, and now concern for the creature who had fallen into the comforts of the emerald carpet. She moved over at a graceful, effortless canter, muscles rolling beneath her gleaming snow white hide. She soon reached the woolf, her strides having eaten up the distance between them, stopping to stand a respectful but close distance. She had heard the wolf's words, and by the voice she was certain the winged canine before her was female. The scent told her this as well. And so, she parted her sable tinged kissers, her voice ringing out sweetly and soothingly like silver bells.
" Are you alright?"
She stood there, ears tipped forward, brown gaze locked upon the white fur of the she-wolf as she waited a response.
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Post by ♥Autumn♥ on Sept 1, 2009 14:07:37 GMT -5
Silently approaching the sound of anothers voice. The yearn to meet another after living on her own for so long. Her chest rose and fell with the pounding rythym of her beating heart. Her feet hurt as she padded closer to the scent, pausing once in a while to make sure she was headed in the correct direction. Blue eyes searched and finally caught sight of her kind. Her ears held back but soon found their way, pressing her on.
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Post by †Spike† on Sept 1, 2009 16:24:14 GMT -5
Cross roared across the sky, high and without a care, wings buzzing to the airflow as he moved along. Every once in a while he would give the wings a stroke to keep momentum, he was free of the golden jail people called Heaven, never to really do a deed if he didn't want to. Cross was a Fallen angel, free to do as he wanted to with no one to really stop him. Rolling into a dive he quickly closes his wings into a power dive. During the long dive, he gives his wings a power stroke, speeding up to create a small boom in the air. He opens his wings to remove his speed as he gets near the ground, going into a glide he lands upon the earth. giving a quick shake he folds his black wings on his back and pads along the ground, his yellow orbs scanning for anything out there to chat with.
Moving though the grass, listening to anyone or anything, something was alive here. Cross could feel the land at times, living, breathing, he finds his way upon a rock and looks upon the vast land. The grass waved with the wind, looking like a ocean of wonder and the wolfs who walked though looked like fish in this vast area of land. Cross's yellows pick up on the sight of a white mare, angelic and caring. Cross opened his wings and gave a good stroke into the air, making his way to the horse as he glided above the grass. It didn't take him long to be in the area before landing and walking up to the group, ears pointed forward as he moved about then stopped to notice the wolf laying upon the land. Sitting he spoke, His voice was deep and gentle, a calm sound that weaved perfectly as it came forth. A voice that would make even the most upset baby, calm and happy.
"Hello, can I be of assistance?" He sat waiting, looking at the females with his yellow orbs.
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Post by .:.Zee.:. on Sept 1, 2009 23:32:40 GMT -5
Myrna jumped as she heard something land beside her. Slowly rising to her paws, she spread her wings out in case she needed to make a quick get away. Myrna's light blue orbs landed on the astonishingly beautiful mare. A pathetic growl came out of her mouth as the mare asked if she was okay.
"I'm fine. Just fine." She whispered, her voice shaking from fear as another wolf approached, a female from it's scent. Myrna's muscles tensed and she prepared to launch herself into the air. Another form landed next to her and her head whipped around, her fear growing even with the male wolf's soothing voice. She hadn't seen anyone in about two years, and now three beings come down on her at once! Myrna started backing up, her eyes cautiously shifting from one animal to the others. To anyone else, it would be a silly thing to be scared of three strangers that seemed to be concerned, but for Myrna, it happened every time. She usually flew away before the other beings could see her, but Myrna had let herself get surprised. 'Stupid, stupid, stupid.' She scolded herself as she looked around, waiting for the other animals to say or do something. |
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Post by ♥Autumn♥ on Sept 2, 2009 7:08:06 GMT -5
She waited in silence, using the thick brush as cover, perfectly camouflaged in the shadows of the greenery. Her sleek bodice slowly weaved itself to the edge, watching as another creature showed. This was not as she had thought, these were not like her, these could fly. Oh the freedom of flight must be breathtaking, she thought to herself. Elegantly she stepped out itno the open, the sun instantly kissed her pelt and she smiled, taking in the fresh air. She looked at the three animals with her shimmering blue pools and sighed,not knowing what to do. She quietly whimpered as she walked side to side, debating on whether or not to introduce herself. C'mon, she noted, you are healthy and have nothing to lose, you do not lack power or strength....you just lack confidence. Nodding, she slowly approached them.
She stopped keeping some distance, as the dew on her pelt from the forrest danced on her pelt like thousands of shimmering jewels. She cleared her throat and tried to give a wolfy smile. Hello, I am Autumnrai, pleased to meet your aqquaintance.
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