Ain't it fun living in the real world?
There an albino rat lay curled up, a pretty little thing, who had proven to be a valuable resource in her own right. She could help him dig out plants more carefully, without damaging them. Come the following spring, Gavroche decided, his lessons would begin full force. But for now he’d take a more leisurely approach. Maybe he’d even find someone who’d be willing to teach him a thing or two about healing. Heck yeah! That’d be amazing!
“Hey, Houdini? You smell anything interesting around here?” The young male asked.
The rat stirred, lifting her head before her pink nose twitched curiously. “Hmm… nothing in particular Gav. You sure you’re not just excited?” The smaller critter asked, blinking her eyes.
“Of course I’m excited!” Gavroche remarked, turning his head back to the nook before him. Paws began leading him deeper into the territory, his heart soaring as high as he wished the wings upon his back could.
“We’re starting a new life here. It’s a new beginning… a new chance… everything to learn, things to explore… Gods can you imagine?” Gavroche came to a stop by a fallen tree and leaped on top of it, careful not to jostle his companion too much.
“We can find a new home… new friends. Everything is waiting for us!” Gav’s tail began wagging behind him. What could be better than the chance at everything you ever wanted?
Dance with the Devil || The air was so cold yet the trees were on fire. The luciferian woman would smile up at the inferno above her crown. Scarlet and gold licked at the blue sky, no rain clouds today in sight apparently. The chill in the post-dawn air was the first hint that winter was not far behind and she had yet to do more preparation for it. In the winter season these trees will stand naked, bereft of their color. But for now they line the avenue and her walk to gather more herbs was more vibrant than any carnival parade. She was torn between keeping her amethyst optics high to watch for the falling leaves dancing their way to the carpeted ground, or looking down to spy the crunchy ones under her teacup paws. And it was good that she did chose the latter. Beyond heavenly attires or russet and brown, matching her surroundings perfectly, she roams with a vagrant face -- angellic visage, saturated in heat and desire. The luciferian woman ebony lashes unfurl above pallid cheekbone, acting like a widow veil, long and thick yet her smile became nonexistent, save for pouting lips and salivated fangs, as she noticed a figure in the distance. She is a lonely predator, wandering desolate worlds -- but as she got closer to the strange shadowed figure she could not believe her eyes. Eloquent strides halt before the strange creature and behind the marked trees of the forest, she paces cautiously. What was this? A falcon? A wolf? A combination of the two it seems. Amethyst optics grew in surprise and she took everything in. Maybe this was a sign of the Gods.
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He padded with the loping gait of his kind that was like gliding across the land. He made no attempt to hide himself though it would of been easy if he really tried to do so. These lands were colder but so much more interesting than the endless savannahs of his homeland. Not to mention the smells were much more exciting. Particularly the two he smelled at the moment. One a female approaching her heat, another a Male, yet also not, the the scent of Male and pest together. How strange, how exciting.
The young Male approached from the north, watching the two figures. His interest was piqued by the Male with wings, though also by the other. She was female for certain, yet there was that scent on her that indicated Male. The African wild dog Male came to a stop only a short three meters from them. "What's a curious pair like you doing in a place like this?" his voice was deep, accented like English was his second language. He stood at a full height of 23 inches which was normal for his species.
“Hello, Miss.” Gavroche spoke calmly, a small confidence in his voice. Houdini sighed behind him, likely questioning how the young male was still so naive after the events that lead to his being here. “You can’t trust everyone…” She mumbled.
Gav was going to say more when another stranger approached. This one was definitely male, though his voice held an accent to it. It reminded Gav of his father, for the man too was foreign, and when the boy attempted to speak French himself. Not the same sort of accent of course… but enough of one to stir up a memory.
“Well my companion and I just arrived in Boreas. I can’t speak for the good madam here though.” Houdini scurried up the back of Gavroche’s neck and sighed, her beady red eyes fixed on the African Wild Dog and wolf. She said nothing, just watching them quietly for now.
“Her name is Houdini! I’m Gavroche.”
Dance with the Devil || It was certainly a message from the God and Goddesses above and in a slow motion the luciferian woman cast her golden violet gaze upon the heavens above. What was the message they were trying to deliver? She lost her family or perhaps they had abandoned her again and now this blessing? Or perhaps it was a monstrosity? What ever it was it did not came from Earth. She was bathed in heavenly enamouration and awe at the sight of such bird-like wings, her seductive glamour so bewitching and deliciously frail as she swayed her hips into a tango just to approach the creature, the message. But as she was descending heaven towards the winged creature, in her sultry and vengeful allure she came to a halt upon hearing the voice of another. Trapped in her own mind the woman did not even sense the other lupine approaching. Her physique was toned - curvaceous, deceptively lithe though she standed at a reasonable height; she was over all an image of golden divinity, kissed by a tempestuous and vampiric ardour as she offered a soft sigh before she came to a rest on her haunches. This party was just getting bigger. "I could ask you the same thing." she voice, melodious; dark and soft despise her half-annoyance with the other lupine that interfered. Within moments her annoyance faded reasonably as the winged creature began talking, revealing more about himself and his strange companion. "Nephthys is the name." she clarified for both of them as introductions seemed to be in order. "Remember it, creature, you will be screaming it later." she mentioned towards the winged lupine, with a wink of her golden amethyst gaze
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