13 POSTS
|
ʡ 0
|
Genderless
|
52 Cycles
|
Hybrid
|
|
|
Jan 15 2021, 08:52 AM
MAGICKA LEVEL 100%
RESTORED TO 100%
Despite Anastasia's no doubt flawless navigational skills, she seemed to have taken a wrong turn and was now what someone would consider, 'lost.' Not that she'd ever admit that.
Something about this tunnel freaked her out though. It was too quiet, it smelled too sweet, and the ominous glow at the end didn't do it any favours.
But she did quite like the moss clinging to the cave walls here. She edged closer towards it and started stuffing bits of glowing foliage into her bag, as a proper lady does, of course.
Despite a bag full of glowing shit there was no real new comfort in carrying it around. The tunnel didn't change and, if anything, it felt vaguely more ominous with a patch of moss inexplicably gone from the middle of the wall. Still, Anastasia was stubborn.
"Hello?" She called out into the tunnel, sticking near the wall.
Because someone lurking nearby would be a lot better.
@Cygnus
|
|
|
51 POSTS
|
ʡ 0
|
Male
|
52 Cycles
|
Albino Moose
|
Charlie
|
|
MAGICKA LEVEL 100%
RESTORED TO 100%
Cygnus had come to Orion a while ago and didn't particularly like it, so he was headed back. Well, at least until he saw someone picking moss and instantly retreated behind a wall. Not frightened, per say, just... wary.
He remained as silent as possible, ears back, nostrils flaring, startling a bit when whoever it was called out. Either she knew he was there or it was a fantastic hunch. Whatever it was, Cygnus sighed, poking his head out from behind the wall, his eyes wide, curious and inquisitive.
”Hello,” he said back, and stepped out completely, revealing a beautiful white coat and a crown atop his head of glittering black, beautiful flecks of rainbow colors appearing in the glowing light.
He was as white as a star, his coat reflecting light and making him almost glow, though his blue eyes definitely were. They, like his gem, had flecks of color in them, mostly different shades of blue, making them look like gemstones themselves. He was tall, too, with gangly legs and nubs on the top of his bobble head where his antlers would grow in a month or so.
”You're pretty,” he blurted, liking her pink colors and her eyes and her hair and her fur.
She was just... pretty!
@Anastasia
|
|
|
|