Buddy the elf, what's your favorite color?
12-27-2017, 01:01 PM
Wandering towards the shore, Iskra took a brief moment to appreciate that this was not the direction she'd been intending on traveling in. Oh well, she had wandered about as far as Boreas would let her, so now she would have no choice but to head south after this, right? Yeah. Probly wouldn't even get distracted. She'd just head on down to Auster. Yeah. Once finished trying to convince herself that she would indeed do what she intended to, Iskra flicked a red ear sideways and gazed up at the Palm tree she stood beside. When she turned her attention to the waves lapping at the black sandy shore, her eyes were drawn to something... blue? For a moment she wondered if it was Arwen, but the child she was looking at didn't seem to be glowing and pulsing with light. No, the way the tresses of striking blue fur seemed to feather and curl across this little one's body- why, the kid looked just like her sister! No WAY! Did Art have kids? Leto was going to die when she found out there were more little ones ready to pester her. The idea made Iskra chuckle softly to herself as she moved to approach the small boy. Sauntering over, she observed this little game the kid was playing. Seemed pretty fun, and Iskra was all about fun! Coming up a few feet away from the little one, Iskra gave him a playful wink and when the water began to recede she trotted after it, moving with jaunty bouncing strides, easy grin on her lips as she moved with fluid motions. Then, when the ocean gave chase, she would run back up the shore, tail flagging out behind her, a cold ocean breeze reaching out it's chilly fingers to play with the fur of both wolves. Standing safe and dry out of reach of the waves, Iskra dropped into her classic bow and smiled at the little one. "That was really fun!" she exclaimed.
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