Hold the Torch Together [Gwenevere]
Aurielle
Master Intellectual (240)
Master Fighter (255)
Professor
10 Years
Female
212
BrienaSkysong
Aurielle Adravendi |
Well, it was done. Her father had given her the pack. It had been a little more hurried than he’d meant, but he’d gotten a visitor late in the night – a Nomad who had news of her mother and brother – and he’d needed to find out what they knew. For all that he was loyal to his pack, he had borne the weight of worry for his love and son for so long while he took care of his responsibility. Now that Aurielle was old enough, he could make search forays—not only for them, but for the other missing wolves of Celestial.
So, he had given her the pack and would stand as the Shieldknight until Aurielle made her personal changes to Celestial and her own ranking decisions. And then he had left. When he returned, in a week, he hoped, he would call the pack together and make his decision known. And then she would have full, open control of Celestial.
It was down to Aurielle, however, to notify Gwenevere. So, she padded across the plains, following the older woman’s scent out into the Moor.
She hadn’t quite completed her ideas in progress for Celestial’s future, but she knew with certainty the roles and names of the highest ranks and tiers. That there would be circles and a council. There were still a few little details to be decided upon, naturally, but for now, she set them to the side in her mind as she spotted Gwen ahead, giving a soft bark and making no effort to practice her usual apparition imitation.
“Hello, Gwenevere. How are you, today?” The greeting was given with her usual easy smile and banner waved tail as she sought to draw abreast of the older, more experienced woman. For all that she was warm and friendly in her greeting, there was a definite sense of purpose and professionalism in her stance.
Granted, Aurielle had almost always been a bit prim and proper, particularly in her later pup-hood into her yearling-hood, but this was something more… refined. Her head was held slightly higher, her gaze more direct. Much like her father, but with an underlying hint of steel that he hadn’t quite had.
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.