Aplos Riverside

Moladion’s powerful, winding river...
Aplos River is a broad, slow-moving river originating from somewhere beneath the mountains of Spirane and feeding Iromar’s moors in the south. The northern parts of the river are known for their strong currents, with the water becoming slow moving in the south. The riverbanks vary along its course, ranging from soft hummock grasses to small groups of pine, and sometimes nothing but pebbles and sand. Crossing can be difficult at times, but it can be swam or bridged by fallen trees or boulders alike.

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ame, you steal my heart
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you are the light to my soul
The gentle sounds of the river fill her ears with a constant noise, her own distorted image reflected back in the shifting current of the shallow edge. Nearby melodies of singing birds lulling the child as she seems to once more seek something from the image she sees. For this was not the first time she had come to this very spot to merely watch and listen. Pale eyes blinking slowly, noticing the subtle changes that had come with her second year. Her appearance still keeping it's delicate almost fragile look but now slight curves from her mothers charm can be seen taking shape. It is subtle almost overlooked but there none the less. As she lifts a small paw and places it gently within the image reflected back, watching as it distorts further and pale eyes finally look away. It is instincts that demand her attention towards the peaks. Seeking the safety and comfort of her home, sighing softly at the sight it gives. As a gentle smile on her lips breaks at the flutter in her heart.

She lingers for but a moment, before rising and moving away from the sight. Remembering her real reason on wandering from the comforts of her home. Though spring was still grasping the earth she had heard already that some flowers had begun to bloom among aplos' ground. The desire to pluck one for each of those she cared for could not be denied, it was a tradition to hand out the blossoms. A sign of love, at least in her eyes. So without further delay does she lightly scent the air, seeking out the sweet pull of blooming blossoms. Wandering if perhaps she could also find a butterfly for Jaeger, though unsure how she could bring it back to him without harming the lovely creature. At first she had been confused at seeing him, a gentle tug pulling her to him; the desire to wrap herself around him despite his strangeness. Her soul seemed to ignite and overflow in warmth upon his arrival at the celebration. She knows he is somehow special to her, that they are tied; she does not question it, merely embraces the chance to care for another. Though it is not like the bond that keeps her close to Drogon, it does not make it any less special. A different form, one that she looked forward to discovering. For her soul felt nothing but happiness since seeing him that day.

Another inhale reveals nothing as her brows crease slightly wondering if perhaps she had heard wrong or maybe heading in the wrong direction, so swiftly does she turn heading in the thick of the trees; so intent on seeking them she does not notice the lack of songs that once sung from the beaks of birds. At the rustle of limbs just ahead she pauses, ears perking up finally taking note of the silence that greets her. For a moment her heart clenches, a dash of fear entering her veins as her mind battles with her instincts. Perhaps Drogon had followed her? Maybe Jaeger? Quickly does she scent the air, though already she knows she will not find their scents for her body would not react this way if so. "H-hello?" She calls out quietly, for the sudden urge to run seems to take her voice away.

Something was not right and the more she realizes this, the harder her heart seems to beat, until it is tripping over itself within her chest. Ears lay back against her skull, pale eyes glancing side to side, seeking out the thing she knows is there but not. A slight whimper escaping, for even with the urge to flee it seems her limbs at the moment were frozen. It is then a heavy scent seems to force it's way into her lungs, the realization of what is near is accompanied with a roar that causes her ears to ring due to the proximity. Bear. Fear. Utter fear has her dropping to the earth, memories taking her back in time. Pale wide eyes fixated on the large bush ahead, for no longer did it separate them unknowingly. No, before her was a female, a very mad female. Another roar has her answering with a whimper, a movement at the creatures side reveals two small children. Immediately her eyes seek the mother who deemed her a threat to her children despite her submissive position. Run! Run! She knows very well the power and destruction a bear can do, her father and uncle's lives had been lost to such a creature and to have one before her has her paralyzed with fear. Run Semele! Her heart seems mere minutes away from exploding in her chest, a tremble taking her limbs as she shakes upon the earthen floor.

Despite her instincts screaming at her, begging her to flee she can do nothing but stare at creature in terror. The bad memories keeping her frozen before it and the female seemed to dislike it greatly that she had yet to move. Watching in horror as the female began to grow before her eyes, rising upon her back legs as her massive jaws open once more in a roar that promised pain if not heeded. A swing of those powerful arms, equipped with claws that could easily tear her in two. Her breathing is bordering on frantic, small black dots clouding her vision as she becomes light headed at the rush. Tears slipping from her pale eyes at the fact she cannot move, if she could just move. Yet nothing, the threat the mother bear presents keeps her immobilized. Terror both past and present keeping her before the creature. Her fate seems sealed and it would break her mommy to know the very thing that took her daddy also took her daughter. Would Drogon miss her? Would Jaeger? Yuki? Ankh? Lailah? Faces of all those she cared so deeply for seem to pass in a blur before her eyes. Her heart sobs, causing her tears to flow harder. It is with her next breath that her body tenses, pale eyes watch as the female falls back upon all fours and moves towards her with such ill intent. There is not much that separates them, but it as if it all appears to happen in slow motion and her body can do nothing more but brace for the inevitable impact.

you hold me in your hands
TWO - CRONE OF SPIRANE - JAEGER'S SOUL - NO    HEART - IFRIT & EVERLYSE

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