Looking Up
01-29-2014, 06:21 PM
It had been some time since she had spent an afternoon with her brother. The young Armada girl would wander through the lands of her home, heading toward the trees that seemed to nearly touch the sky. Her brother's scent was strong and familiar, and it took little effort to trail after it. The day was young and bright, mirroring her own lighthearted mood perfectly. The bird were singing overhead, filling the warm spring air with song. The child with the creamy coat would pad along softly, her steps graceful and dainty as she went. It wasn't long before his scent came to a halt, and the child would tip her head lightly to the sky, gaze searching for him. The trees were tipped with ash, quite a damper on the otherwise lovely day -- but it would suffice. "Drashiel!" she would call out, wondering if he had tried to climb the trees here, and where he might be. Her voice was light, drifting like a song on the wind. |
Kyarst, her half-brother and closest friend, is allowed in any and all of her threads.