Don't Cry For Me
07-21-2014, 01:19 PM
After having almost a week to recover from her miscarriage, Adelaide decided it was time to go outside again. She needed to continue her work as a healer of Ebony. She couldn't hide forever. But she also didn't want to search for herbs too close to home. There were painful memories there, and she could be subjected to sympathetic looks from the other members. So she had begun to stray outside of the pack boundaries, testing her physical limits for the first time since her pregnancy. Things were slow going at first, but soon she gained confidence and before she knew it, several miles had been crossed. She arrived at the peak of a grassy hill and took in the scenery. When Adelaide took a deep breath, she noticed the smell of the lovely spring flowers. The clouds soared over an endless sea of blue. Birds sang in the trees, and the woman smiled. If such beauty could still exist in the world, then surely everything would be alright.
07-21-2014, 03:54 PM
Shower (piano cover) - Becky G
It was a decent day. It was a decent day because for the first time in what had seemed like a long time, the brute that walked across the surface of the earth had something ten fold that he hadn't in a long time. Hope. He believed that there was still a chance to live happily in this world. Yes, he was surrounded on all sides by Tyrants. But he was not alone. There was still some light left here. There was still something to be made out of this world. There was one corner that the tyrants couldn't touch. That was the soul. And so long as one still had their soul, Darkness hadn't won yet.
Newol didn't kid himself as he walked, ether, no. The way it sat, Alacritis was one big mess. It was a bloody royal tender box just waiting for something to go horribly wrong. But now he believed that what ever hell may come, he would survive. He would live and see another day. So with that in mind, he walked with his head held high, and a smile on his face, the scent of wild flowers filling his nose as he made his way to the cliff. It was surprising just how much a woman's touch could change a man's soul. Avalon might have thought that he'd saved her, but really, it was quite the opposite. The woman had given Newol something to fight for for the time being. He had someone whom he was absolutely smitten beyond calculation with. And that gave him happiness. It made him believe that this word still had a chance.
When he stepped out into the field, he saw a solid white fea looking out. She seemed like she had something on her chest, and Newol being the creature that he was, he would never tour away from such a situation. Stepping forward, he maintained a respectable distance as his voice rose in greeting. A friendly note in the wind that came off the ocean. "Hello there, friend. I'm not interrupting, am I?" It was a simple, kind gesture. Such was his way.
It was a decent day. It was a decent day because for the first time in what had seemed like a long time, the brute that walked across the surface of the earth had something ten fold that he hadn't in a long time. Hope. He believed that there was still a chance to live happily in this world. Yes, he was surrounded on all sides by Tyrants. But he was not alone. There was still some light left here. There was still something to be made out of this world. There was one corner that the tyrants couldn't touch. That was the soul. And so long as one still had their soul, Darkness hadn't won yet.
Newol didn't kid himself as he walked, ether, no. The way it sat, Alacritis was one big mess. It was a bloody royal tender box just waiting for something to go horribly wrong. But now he believed that what ever hell may come, he would survive. He would live and see another day. So with that in mind, he walked with his head held high, and a smile on his face, the scent of wild flowers filling his nose as he made his way to the cliff. It was surprising just how much a woman's touch could change a man's soul. Avalon might have thought that he'd saved her, but really, it was quite the opposite. The woman had given Newol something to fight for for the time being. He had someone whom he was absolutely smitten beyond calculation with. And that gave him happiness. It made him believe that this word still had a chance.
When he stepped out into the field, he saw a solid white fea looking out. She seemed like she had something on her chest, and Newol being the creature that he was, he would never tour away from such a situation. Stepping forward, he maintained a respectable distance as his voice rose in greeting. A friendly note in the wind that came off the ocean. "Hello there, friend. I'm not interrupting, am I?" It was a simple, kind gesture. Such was his way.
07-22-2014, 07:41 AM
There she sat, admiring the beauty around her, trying to ignore the pain deep inside. That seemed to be what life was for Adelaide now. The strangest part was that she'd never wanted to be a mother. Her rank as a healer meant far too much to her. Pups were adorable, but they took up all of your time and care. For almost a year. The snowy maiden didn't have time for that.
But how can you continue to feel that way when you carry your own children inside of you? It's scary, but it's wonderful. You spend the evenings dreaming of their futures, thinking of names and what they'll be like. So when all of that gets ripped from your hands, you can't help feeling like... Like you've failed them. Adelaide knew it hadn't been her season, and that was probably why her two sons hadn't survived. Her body wasn't equipped to handle it at that point in time. But that didn't mean two beautiful children had to die.
Adelaide struggled to press such thoughts from her mind, taking in a deep and trembling breath as she looked out across the sea of wildflowers. Tried not to imagine her little boys playing in these grasses, discovering the color and beauty of the world... Then a male voice met her ears, and she turned to face it with curiosity. There stood a tall earthy brute with friendly green eyes. The lady gave him a smile. "Oh, not at all, kind sir. I was just relaxing here. Beautiful day, isn't it?" Adelaide asked, gesturing with her nose to the clear sky above. Then she looked down at the man again, her smile widening. "Would you care to join me?"
07-22-2014, 11:36 AM
Shower - Becky G (piano cover)
When the female turned to greet him, he noticed the rather attractive markings on her face and it brought that much more of a smile to his face. It was another shining example of what he called this world's Flavor. When put under the glass, no two creatures where the same. And it was that difference, that wide and far reaching range of weird and creative and colorful that made living worth the effort. Things that where different. All in all, life was short. Just look at Newol, when he'd first arrived here, he'd been the little brat from the desert. And now he was a man with a purpose and a cause. It seemed like only yesterday he'd been standing in the gathering that had marked the creation of Valhalla, his Valhalla, stomping his foot on the ground in rebellious agreement to Erani's defiance. The Defiance was still there, but now it was more refined. Pain had this funny way of becoming endearing to you at the end. It hurt you, yes. But it repaid it's abuse with strength and patience.
So with this thought in mind, he closed his eyes as he gave a respectful bow of his head. They would open again as he rose it back up and moved to stand beside her, at a respectable distance of course, saying as he did. "I'd be delighted." Lowering himself to his rump, he looked out at the ocean as the the breeze that came off it ruffled through his pelt. He reckgnized the pack scent off of her. It was the same as that woman Katja. He'd liked Katja for the brief time they'd interacted, but, he wasn't fond of her approach. He wasn't sure but he believed that she had her pack's best interests in mind. Her methods where just perhaps a little... He wasn't sure, perhaps it was how little soul there seemed to be in them. Taking a moment to enjoy the view, he introduced himself, turning to face her with a pleasant smile on his face. "Greetings. I'm Newol Adravendi."
When the female turned to greet him, he noticed the rather attractive markings on her face and it brought that much more of a smile to his face. It was another shining example of what he called this world's Flavor. When put under the glass, no two creatures where the same. And it was that difference, that wide and far reaching range of weird and creative and colorful that made living worth the effort. Things that where different. All in all, life was short. Just look at Newol, when he'd first arrived here, he'd been the little brat from the desert. And now he was a man with a purpose and a cause. It seemed like only yesterday he'd been standing in the gathering that had marked the creation of Valhalla, his Valhalla, stomping his foot on the ground in rebellious agreement to Erani's defiance. The Defiance was still there, but now it was more refined. Pain had this funny way of becoming endearing to you at the end. It hurt you, yes. But it repaid it's abuse with strength and patience.
So with this thought in mind, he closed his eyes as he gave a respectful bow of his head. They would open again as he rose it back up and moved to stand beside her, at a respectable distance of course, saying as he did. "I'd be delighted." Lowering himself to his rump, he looked out at the ocean as the the breeze that came off it ruffled through his pelt. He reckgnized the pack scent off of her. It was the same as that woman Katja. He'd liked Katja for the brief time they'd interacted, but, he wasn't fond of her approach. He wasn't sure but he believed that she had her pack's best interests in mind. Her methods where just perhaps a little... He wasn't sure, perhaps it was how little soul there seemed to be in them. Taking a moment to enjoy the view, he introduced himself, turning to face her with a pleasant smile on his face. "Greetings. I'm Newol Adravendi."
07-22-2014, 12:01 PM