Tale of A Prodigal Son
Aurielle
Master Intellectual (240)
Master Fighter (255)
Professor
10 Years
Female
212
BrienaSkysong
Aurielle Adravendi |
She strangled the man with a hug before she released him, backing away and regaining some of her decorum, though a smile still rested on her face, tail waving slowly. She sobered slightly as she heard that he couldn’t find Alarik. But relief unfurled in her breast as he said he wished to return home.
She was a little surprised he knew the pack’s new name—perhaps he’d heard about the change somehow.
“I’m glad you’ve come home. You’re more than welcome to return. There’ve been a lot of changes to the ranks and the way the pack works, though.”
She shifted to the side, tipping her head into the territory, offering for him to walk with her. Once he was in stride, she told him of everything that had happened, from deaths, to the pack system and circles and ranks, and how everything worked (though she didn’t explain in detail about the Shadow Circle, leaving it at them being wolves of a certain caliber that were both hunters and fighters). She paused often, letting him catch up and process, and finally finished with a breath.
“What Circles are considering? Or would you like some time to think?”
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.