Moon Bright, Night Black
Regulus Anatolii Adravendi |
It was high time the children saw the outside world. He’d talked it over with Solveiga during the night while the twins slept, and now, as morning rose and he returned from a predawn patrol, he grinned to himself as he padded up into the main chamber. He’d wait until the sun was well over the horizon, naturally, but he was itching to see them explore the ravine for the first time.
Yawning, he slipped into the alcove, settling behind Solveiga in his usual spot and draping his head over her shoulders to gaze down at their two children. One moon bright, the other blacker than night. And yet so unique in their own ways. Aurielle’s muzzle was a dirty brown, but he was sure that would fade away with age.
Come Spring, her training would begin to groom her as a leader. But even before then, some of the training would begin already. He was far behind in calling a meeting for the pack. A great deal had happened, and he knew he’d have a lot of talking to be when he called it.
Outside, the sun rose high enough, and as he spotted his daughter stirring first, he grinned, leaning over Solveiga to nudge at both of the twins with a large crimson muzzle. “Hello, younglings. Guess what?”
A grin was cast aside to his mate as he waited for their responses.
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Being the protective mother that she was, Solveiga worried a bit about letting them outside. What if they got a taste of the freedom and decided to wander too far one day? She still remembered when she had caught young Laisrén trying to do just that. But she knew Aurielle and Aramis were both obedient children, and hoped that would be enough to keep them safe. All worries aside, she was excited for them, and smiled brightly when Regulus woke them to tell them the news.
She couldn't wait to see them stumble around in the daylight for the first time.
Aurielle
Master Intellectual (240)
Master Fighter (255)
Professor
10 Years
Female
212
BrienaSkysong
Aurielle Adravendi |
She’d been having a wonderful dream… Running alongside a white wolf with deep, fathomless sapphire eyes like her father’s, and a warm, wise smile. She’d known through some deep, dream world knowledge that it was her Great grandmother her father spoke often about. No scary dreams could touch her while Erani was there.
Her great grandmother had whispered softly spoken lessons to her, but as the beautiful, wise face faded, colors and impressions kaleidoscoping into each other, the memories of the dream became less distinct. She could remember them, of course—she remembered all of her dreams, some very clearly, like the one about biting a monster on the tail, making it roar like thunder.
But the certainty she’d had in the dream that it was a real place she was in with her ancestor faded. Just a dream, nothing more. Dual hued blue eyes fluttered open at her father’s deep, warm voice, her ears perking slowly. Finally, she responded, because she could practically feel her mother itching with delight, ”Whuh?”
She lifted her head to peer blearily up at the vibrant crimson face she so loved, a smile pulling its ways onto her features as her energy started to fill her small body. There was something new about to happen, she could feel it, and the excitement at the possibility of a surprise woke her fully and sent her to her paws, stumbling over Aramis as she propped her front paws on her mother’s back.
“What is it, Da?” Her eyes flicked between her parents’ faces, noting the pleasure on both their features. She thought she could recall them murmuring together while she’d been dozing off last night. Something about—a gasp of delighted revelation escaped with a bounce of her paws.
“We’re going outside?!” The squealed words were loud enough to no doubt wake anyone in the cave system, and she thought she heard a muffled, drowsy snort of laughter from a few alcoves down, and Paladin’s voice muttering ‘Good morning to you too, little one…’
Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "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.