Lord give me something to murder right now
M for mean language
"I'm sorry, Eligos!" Cypher wailed. "This is all my fault! I shouldn't have taken anything from the hut, she wouldn't have been mad. I'm sorry!"
Eligos bit down on his reply - hard - and breathed sharply through his nose until he could open his mouth without saying something he'd regret. "It doesn't matter, Cypher. That bitch would have found some other excuse. What matters now is finding a way to break this curse. We can start by finding our way out of this damn swamp." Which would be easier said than done, with him all but useless. Useless! When he was supposed to be Aerie's leader, the Abraxas leader. Useless! The rage broke through his control and he snarled, lashing out with one paw and scattering mud and dead vegetation from in front of him. He would need to depend on Cypher to lead him out of here, and while Cypher was the sweeter of the two pups he was not particularly trustworthy, in the sense that he was a bit of a featherhead, and Eligos was undoubtedly going to end up completely coated in mud if he didn't end up drowning in a bog that the pup hadn't realized he was letting Eli walk towards. This was.... not an ideal set of circumstances.
Aurielle
Master Intellectual (240)
Master Fighter (255)
Professor
10 Years
Female
212
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Aurielle Adravendi |
She was following Cairo’s scent, and had found Chrystal grumbling, about being left to guard his bracers when she heard the bellowing that sounded like a very angry Eligos. It was pitch black by now, and her paws were slicked with black muck, but the rest of her coast had managed to escape the muck, lighting her way as she followed the sound to the source.
She studied the scene, calling out, “Eligos?”
Normally the man was so composed, with only traces of visible anger when he’d spoken to her at the Festival, but this was a whole new level of temper. She’d never doubted him as capable of it, but someone must have fully thrown him over his threshold. A female? He’d sounded like he was saying ‘she’… The dog with him, one of his pups, was visibly upset and apologetic.
Either way, she was prepared to remain unflappable if the temper was aimed at her for her appearance. Anger had a way of bringing out the irrationalities and unpredictability in a creature.
Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think |
At first glance, Aurielle's coat is pure white.. Her fur has an iridescent quality (like moonstones) where the fur shimmers different colors under various angles of light: in this case, the colors shown by rainbow moonstones. Not one hair on her hide is a solid unnatural color, but, ya know, it's really hard to convey that in still art :P
Aurielle's English is heavily laden with an Irish, Swedish mixed accent.
Her family is allowed to crash all her threads, Private and Open.
As of Autumn Year 14, Aurielle glows with a bright blue-white bio-luminescence in her fur, and bears a marking over her left eye - see profile and reference.