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 December 2, 2015 at 04:33:07 PM by Aindreas
 The Way of the Warrior ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ Hello, son. You seem to be worried. Something bothering you? A deep voice stirred Aindreas from his thoughts, and it was with confusion that he turned around, for the vocals were not those of Kalgalath, nor, clearly, of Nika. What he found in front of his was an alien brute... why then, was he addressing Aindreas in so informal a way? "Have we... met?" Aindreas normally was excellent both with names and faces, but this varg was a stranger to the ivoro in both fashions. Not even his scent was familiar, although it had many upon it, marking him as a pack wolf. Aindreas rose, not feeling comfortable laying down and being so vulnerable in front of a stranger. Especially when said stranger was smiling at him... for no reason. The brute shook, stray dirt and broken leaves falling from his fur. Once he was finished, he lowered only his hind end, so that he was facing the brute. Aindreas was stoic as a normal basis, his mask becoming statuesque and unreadable. His arctics which so perfectly matched his father's own orbs, studied him and waited for his response. He would not share his family issues with the brute, for his illegitimate pups were a very personal and intimate issue. Instead, he redirected the brute by changing the subject, introducing himself with the hopes that he would get an introduction in return. "Sir, my name is Aindreas, not son. My problems are my own, but seeing as you have sought me out, I would ask what business it is that you have with me." Aindreas was not one to be spoken to in a condescending manner. He had been independent ever since he was a pup and was abandoned by his mother and then saw his adoptive mother be killed right in front of him. However, he had always been a gentleman, and spoke to this stranger politely and patiently. OOC - just a reminder, I play Kalgalath and could not rule Spring Grounds as Alpha with Lucaya ^.^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ |
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- S.P.I.R.I.T. - By Damian December 10, 2015 at 07:01:40 PM
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