Pool of Moonlight
Whitfield
Aurielle
Master Intellectual (240)
Master Fighter (255)
Professor
10 Years
Female
212
BrienaSkysong
Aurielle Adravendi |
Her head tipped further at his response, one ear flicking back at the sound of an evening bird before tipping back at his mention of ‘Nomades’. Had he met her allies, perhaps?
He seemed to be studying her as if she held the secret to life, and while odd, she was more interested in how her knew who she was. None of the wariness that bubbled in her chest showed on her face or in her eyes. Merely interest and curiosity as she remarked, “Wasn’t aware I had that much fame in the world.”
Her head turned northward and she nodded slightly west. “I am the Spirit of Valhalla. It lies in the west, not far from here.”
For all that she was internally emotional, the most that showed on her features was a bland politeness. But as she returned her gaze to the male, a keen spark answered that glint in his eyes as she added, “You know my name, but you’ve yet to provide your own.”
Shifting away from the edge of the ravine wall she padded forward, tipping her head in subtle invitation. She had no real interest in standing in one spot at the moment, and she also figured that the journey home would be best made now.
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.