At the densest section of the forest, there is a brief clearing where a steady flow of water streams down the slippery stone staircase. The water here is cool and refreshing. Staircase Falls has been rumoured to be the place where reality is met by magic; where peaceful spirits dwell. They are rumoured to have healing powers that are used to help the desperately hurt, though no one has experienced this, except for, perhaps, Kaive.
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Posted on March 31, 2012 at 02:26:27 PM by Nausicaä Arialis
 I suppose he was deep in thought. What about, I can only guess and even then, I was probably far off from the- I wriggle slightly under the movement of his optics and I stumble back a bit, the frightened doe become ever the more visible than before. By now, my hinds are enveloped in dense foliage. However, his lyrics fly into the awaiting atmosphere, causing audettes to prick forward, catching the delicate words that flowed through the sound waves. He introduced himself as Amatus and announced myself as a stranger. Of course, I knew the latter- seriously? My stance relaxed a bit, but I kept my distance. So much for a freaking adventure… this was pretty dumb for the horror movie I had been expecting to unfold. But, it was outside the pack lands, was it not? This was as much adventure as I’d ever had, so I shouldn’t be complaining. A quick glance back let me know that if I was going to make a mad dash out of here, I’d need to hop over those damn tree roots that got me in this situation in the first place. But what made this situation even more ridiculous than before… well… he was totally inexperienced in talking to girls; well. Girls like me. I don’t have a snotty attitude usually… but one must understand that my blood sister is missing, stolen by another pack, my mom is going into a depression that I can’t understand, I’m outside my safety zone and unexperienced in the ways of the wildlife around me. Hell, I’ve never even been on a pack hunt. “Nausicaä Arialis.” What else was I supposed to say to him? Did he have some kind of hyperactive disorder that made him so talkative? After a moment or two of silence, I couldn’t help but let out a bell-like laugh. It was the first time that I’d laughed ever since Russia had been kidnapped. The sound surprised me, and it felt strangely alien to hear it as it resonated around, echoing past the foliage behind me and into the depths beyond. However, it soon became a comforting melody that could be a sense of warmth for those lacking of such. To fill the coldness that had taken over for so long before that had taken the place of the heat that is born within all of us. Kindness, compassion, happiness and joy. Smiles that no longer existed in my book plastered themselves upon my palette. And I relished in the strange feeling of the lips pulling back, as if by an unseen puppeteer. How… strange… “I’ve never met someone outside my pack, so forgive me… I’m a little… timid.” Why-what?! Why the hell had I said that out loud? I flick wary chocolates at the male, not sure at what was to happen next. After a while, my hackles had lowered from their overexerted state of surprise and fear, and had settled against the warmth between both of my shoulder bones, which protruded from my graceful bodice like rounded hills from a landscape. It was his turn to say something- I’m quite sure he’ll find something that will keep my full attention. Afterall, his personality struck me as- oh! “Sp-speaking of my pack- have you seen a female, my age, with crimson stilts and a chocolate bodice?!” The hope that she might still be clinging to life on this hellish planet was enough to bring a slight squeak to my larynx, pulling along with my vocal chords, as well as my heart strings. The words were forced out, enough to pull my bodice forward, my breast heaving in little spurts of energy. If I was going to find her, I was going to have to do this with everyone I met along the way. Best get comfortable with it now. Yo-ho, yo-ho, a pirate’s life for me.. Princess || Teen || Aurora Borealis || Loveless word count: 000 |
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- A wag of my tail and you're under my spell... - By Amatus April 1, 2012 at 08:18:58 AM
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