Spirit of the Miasma [Gero ]
Aurielle
Master Intellectual (240)
Master Fighter (255)
Professor
10 Years
Female
212
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| Aurielle Adravendi |
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It was midnight, and the Spirit was patrolling outside the wall in the Moor, gliding through the low-lying miasma of fig that prevailed here in the moor, often even during Summer. With the changes enacted in the pack, and its new name in place, she hoped to see more life within the pack.
Aurielle paused to sniff delicately at the scents that lay twenty feet out from the wall, analyzing them. Soon enough, she intended to make the trek to Abaven, to speak with Shaye about her Festival plans and see if Abaven would want to attend. With the news of Shaye’s children, she hoped that meant there would be pups attending should Shaye decide her pack was open to the festival.
Her head rose and she scanned outward, away from the pack’s border, never focusing too intently on one point and instead letting her eyes scan slowly, knowing anything unusual would be better caught in this manner than if she stared hard at any slight movement. And out there, she was pretty sure she heard a paw-step. She didn’t call out quite yet—they weren’t on the wrong side of her borders.
Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think |
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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.