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 Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 10:07 pm
The mus stumbled backwards into the chirop, frightened by the large sentinel. "Aiiee!"
"Shy, huh?" Twilla asked coyly, ignoring her frightened mus. "I must admit, you don't strike me as the shy type, not at first glance... You're wingfeathers, they are pretty, and they match your name, I like how you orchastrated that." She continued to play on what she had seen in his eyes earlier, that vain streak as he opened his wings. "I hope I'm not intruding too terribly much..." Her voice drifted off and she moved her eyes to the mus and chirop.
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 10:08 pm
Sienna rested on a branch of 'her' tree preening herself in the late evening light, under the brightly setting sun, as she waited on Flit. She'd sent the young Parus out to check for any prey in the area that might be worth Sienna's time before heading into the deeper woods.
It wasn't long before Flit returned, chattering away at Sienna. The Parus was very good at her job but had yet to learn speech very well. A soft sigh from the Sentinel and a head shack and Flit was silent though. " Yes or no? " Sienna had at least taught her the meaning of these words and not to just mimic them as well she had trained the young one to be calm when need be. " No. " Flit chirped happily and Sienna nodded her pale blue eyes scanning over the lake near her home a moment. To early it the day.
Stretching her large wings Sienna took to the air, the bright colors of the setting sun gleaming off her nearly white feathers. She was heading toward the center of Noctua, while keeping an eye out for anyone, Flit following close behind.
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 10:19 pm
Stormbringer raised a brow at the mus and Meren as the scrabbled over each other and tumbled.
"I am not shy," he mumbled, though he knew that was an obvious lie. He cocked his head as Twilla continued, nodding his head along with her words. "Mm, I do wish to live up to my name in whatever ways I can." Yes, he wanted to be fierce and powerful like the thunder and lightning, elegant and mysterious like the billowing clouds, beautiful as the rain. He had tried to incorporate all these qualities into his life, and also onto his body as a mural of his goals.
"You do not intrude, my lady." He muttered, shaking his head and moving to preen his flight feathers. His voice was quite and low, and always had a melancholy tone to it; this was a strange event, indeed, however, for him to be talking to another sentinel, let alone a female!
"You'll know when you do!" Meren squeaked, flapping his wings boldly as he met another death glare of Stormbringer's.
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 10:23 pm
She gave him another slight bow, something she often did when speaking to others. "Might I ask your profession? You seem like a... Hunter or Ranger, maybe?" She guessed, for he seemed to have that attitude and stoicism that she had often seen in her blossiming career.
"I'm a gatherer." She puffed out her feathers proudly, her eyes shown with the same joy and pride that her bodylanguage suggested.
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 10:33 pm
"Ranger," he stated, turning his gaze out into the wood. "Of the north and east lands." Near the mountains, and it was where he felt most comfortable, alone along the boundaries, with a purpose. It was all he ever did, all he ever dreamed about, and sometimes he thought that nature and fate had molded him to be such, as it molded all the other things that lived.
"Are you? I admire your bravery; the ground is a dangerous place." He nodded to her, a small light flickering in his eyes as he studied her, noting her fervor for her career. "And a find one you are, I am sure." Such words were rare from Stormbringer, and his eyes had focused on the ground some dizzying heights below in his confusion, wondering whether that was a genuine or superficial compliment.
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 11:02 pm
She beamed at his compliment, whether he had meant it or not. "It's not so bad down there, not exactly comfortable, but not bad. Auze makes it out to be worse than it is."
The little mus eyed her with contempt as she said this. "I'm not scared of it." He insisted, standing up on his rear legs once again. True, he was more at home on the forest floor, but on the floor made him an easier target for a snack.
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 11:09 pm
With the sun almost completely down the light vanished as Sienna flew though the trees. But it didn’t take much light for her to stand out still. She was one of the whitest mists she knew of, in fact she had only heard of one other Sentinel whiter then herself though she had never met him. Landing gently on a branch of a small tree the hunter took a moment to allow Flit to catch up and get a breath or two in before heading off again.
Preening her chest feathers she heard the Parus land at her side and was aware of the small birds presence as she continued to rearrange her feathers correctly. Lifting her head to look at Flit she spotted something bright out of the corner of her eye and turning her head she saw Winter. She stared at him in almost an amazement. She’d always loved the sight of fresh clean snow, he reminded her of it. Having only ever heard stories of him she was afraid to make herself known, hearing that she wasn’t exactly the nicest of Sentinel around.
But she also didn’t want the stories to be her judge of his character. Taking a breath she spoke softly to Flit. “ Come one little one, we’re going to meet someone. Stay close though, ok. ” Flit chirped and nodded. “ Ok, ok. ” With this said Sienna took to the air once more, only to land just seconds later on a brach a few trees over and only three feet away from Winter. She watched him a moment before speaking softly to the other. “ Hello ”
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 11:55 pm
The snowy white sentinel had been drifting off slowly towards sleep. His dizzy spell had passed, but the evening was so serene that he had nearly forgotten that Moth had flitted off to visit another chirop and that he wasn't in his own ancient oak.
At Sienna's voice, his pink eyes snapped open and his feathers fluffed up. His alarm quickly passed when he realized just exactly where he was.
"Hello." He replied, turning his odd eyes towards the female sentinel. "A pleasant evening, is it not?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2007 12:08 am
Sienna smiled as much as one with a beak for a mouth could. It really was move the tone to her already soft voice giving a warm feeling to those whom listened closely enough to notice. “ It is Sir. ” She swiveled her head and looked sky ward, a sliver of the silver moon visible through the tree tops as it rose over the forest, trying to light the ground at the base of the massive trees.
“ It really is. ” Her voice was even softer as she spoke to herself, serene even. She'd often been told as a fledgling that it might be wise she become a bard but she in the end still chose to be a hunter. The young female had always loved nights like this, in which the moon shown brightly and acted at her guide is seemed. Once more looking back at Winter she again watched a moment before speaking. “ I’m sorry to have woken you, I did not realize that you where resting so deeply. ”
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2007 12:26 am
"I was not quite asleep, Miss, merely resting my eyes." He replied, his tone was light and cheery now that he was feeling better. He preened his snowy chest feathers quietly for a moment. "I'd rather not sleep away from my tree, as it is, I am quite thankful you came around."
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2007 1:08 am
Nodding she preened an itch on her wing, before looking back to Winter once more. “ Well as long as I wasn’t a disturbance to you. ” He really wasn’t as bad as others tried to make him seem, but she wondered why he never came out. “ But if you’re tired, then why do you not go home, to you’re tree? ” Of all the stories she had heard of Winter no one ever told of the fact that the male could not see well, and that he only traveled with him companion. Speaking of which Sienna swiveled her head around looking for Flit. The bird had an attention span of a fledgling and Sienna had to keep an eye of her if she didn’t have a task.
Spotting the little blue feathered one Sienna was silent, watching her. Flit had found a spot of the branch where whether had torn off a strip of bark revealing the grubs that where living there. The tiny blue feathered bird and munching away at the food source happily.
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2007 8:30 am
"As I said... I needed to rest my eyes, Miss. Not because I was tired, but because they were straining a bit and I started to feel dizzy... The evening is so pleasant that it nearly lulled me to sleep." He clicked his beak lightly to himself after he spoke. He swivled his head to look for his companion, but could not find her. She would return soon, though, he was sure of that.
In all therii seasons together, Moth had never once abandoned him, he would let her have her fun with the other chirop.
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2007 9:00 am
Aurrie Beaues "Oddie has the dizzies, they make his stomach hurt, and he has a hard time seeing sometimes." Moth explained as she watched Odd from a distance. Most likely, he could not see them from where he was perched, hear them perhaps, but not see them.
Anil watched the two talk and turned his head toward the two other owls as they seemed to be talking.
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2007 11:53 am
"Mm, open spaces like the sky and the ground are no place for me, as it seems. But for you... why take up the gathering profession?" He seemed able enough to make idle chitchat, and with Meren busy trying to pick at Auze's tail, he assumed he should do the favor of entertaining the young lady. She was, after all, not making him feel threatened.
Stormbringer fluffed up his feathers, craning his neck as he spotted the lighter sentinel approach the albino, his great golden eyes wide as he studied them, then went back to Twilla.
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