Remix to Ignition
02-13-2017, 11:01 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-13-2017, 11:03 PM by Ardora.)
It was beautiful, even if Ardora wasn't completely fond of the chill in the air. She knew it was necessary, for it was part of the cycle of the seasons, but it didn't mean she had to like it. She loved the warmth; the bright sunny days that Uldormun was known for and delighted in. Of course, the god also enjoyed letting his family have control of the weather most days, so sometimes those warm and delightfully sunny days were far and few between. This would be one of those days, though there was that slight chill in the air. It was nowhere near the temperature that it was like before the winter of the north; in fact, it was the beginning of spring there, about to welcome in the heat of the summer. It made her curious and debating about whether or not she, along with Phoenix, ought to just migrate with the seasons, spending time in both the Northern and Southern continents, since both have warmth at opposite times. It'd mean they'd never have to go through a cold season, though it would also mean constant travel. All of that drifted from her mind, however, as she took in the beatuful, csharp colors of the trees ahead. They were golds, reds, browns, yellows, oranges - all the colors of her fur, and more. She laughed delightedly, paws dancing closer to step on the leaves lightly, the soft crunch audible on the still day. She was oblivious to the possible audience; she simply enjoyed the shifting colors that matched her. They might not glow like her, but they matched her. To her, that was a great omen from Uldormun; she'd undoubtedly have a blessed day. |