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 Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 2:26 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 4:26 pm
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All life was connected in a cycle, a balance, where there was life there must also be death. Some creatures had to die so that the rest could live, the same was true among predator and prey alike. Even the young and the innocent were not spared this absolute. It was merciless, but it was vital, the alternative would have been disastrous to all life, to the life of the earth itself.
Ngaule knew this, she understood it, she understood why, really she did. Then why did it make her so sad? That kind of heavy heart-wrenching sad that she just couldn't shake. She wanted to save everyone, she wanted every creature to survive, so much that she ached with that wish. She never wanted anyone to have to perish for the sake of another, never again did she want to see the innocent die so young. Why couldn't she save them all?
A heavy sigh, it just didn't seem fair, yet she knew it was.
She had come to the haven to escape, to find peace from the cruelty of the world if only for a brief moment. Here there were no hunters or prey, just the beautiful quiet of the falling snow. |
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Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 4:56 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 8:32 pm
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The goddess paused, ears flicking. She had heard something, a voice, the nearly silent sound of footfalls on the snow. Another god, it must have been, but the voice seemed small, young. A child?
She took several steps, her tall form stark against the snow, ears twitching with each step, green eyes searching for any trace of someone hiding in the snow. Where was it? She knew she had heard the sound, it had been unmistakable. Yet as she searched the snow, she saw only white.
"Hello? Where are you? Maybe I can help."
She could think of no other reason for even a god child to be wandering the cold snow alone, perhaps she could help him find his way home. Was that a hint of blue she saw? So faint, barely standing out from the snow.
"Are you okay?" |
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Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 8:38 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 09, 2010 8:10 am
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Movement, there he was, the goddess sighed in relief. His fur was so pale that he had blended into the snow drift nearly perfectly. She might have searched for hours before she ever found him had he not moved, or at least longer than she would have liked to. At least she'd like to think she was a good enough tracker to have found him on her own.
"What are you doing out here alone?"
She had quickly closed the distance between them, now standing in front of the small cub, her head lowered so that her eyes were closer to his level, a gentle reassuring smile on her maw. He was so small (was she ever that small), he must have been very young. Silly little cub, he must have wandered away from his parents, where they out looking for him now?
"I'm Ngaule, what's you name?"
He was a cute little cub. Awww...don't be sad, I'll help you. |
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Posted: Wed Mar 10, 2010 10:38 am
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Posted: Thu Mar 11, 2010 7:36 pm
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A small frown, he seemed so sad, lost, she hated to see him cry.
"Is Judeau your friend? Your brother?"
She had no way of knowing who the child meant, but she was at least fairly certain a cub would not call his parents by their names. So she had guessed Judeau must be a friend, or perhaps more likely a sibling.
Her head titled, searching the small cub for any obvious signs of injury, sighing in relief when it appeared he had not been harmed in any way (even in the haven it must be possible to fall, or worse, cross paths with a less friendly god). But he seemed okay, only lost.
"Van? I like that name. I haven't seen Judeau, but we can find him together. What does he look like?"
A reassuring smile. |
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Posted: Thu Mar 11, 2010 7:39 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 10:21 am
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And it became instantly clear how the child had managed to get lost in the first place. Running off in childish excitement without really thinking, somehow she got the feeling this was not the first time he had been lost, or the last.
Shaking her head, she couldn't help but smile at the little cub, that excitement was infections. She had to be quick to catch up to him or he'd be lost again before she even had the chance to help.
"Well, that should make him easier to find."
Or harder. If Judeau was as pale as his brother, finding him in the snow would not be easy. She only hoped that knowing what to look for would help her to spot him.
"But I think we'll find him even faster if we fly."
She crouched, low enough that he could climb onto her back. On foot they could search for hours, wandering in the wrong direction, but from the air she could at least see where she was and find the little one's parents even if they missed is brother. |
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Posted: Thu Mar 18, 2010 10:27 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 20, 2010 8:29 pm
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Cub safely perched on her back, Ngaule stood to her full height. Even at her young age she was a tall goddess, towering over the snowy landscape, antlers perhaps making her seem even taller than she was.
"Hold on tight."
She gave him a small smile, wings unfolding, a certain determination in her gaze. And then they were off, pushed from the ground with a single beat of her wings, several more propelling them skyward.
Her gazed turned toward the ground, ears twitching, searching for any trace or glimpse of the small cub's brother or his parents. Surely he could not have wandered far?
Somewhere below, a small god had already begun his own search, calling out for his brother. |
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Posted: Wed Mar 24, 2010 8:52 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 27, 2010 11:26 am
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Her ears folded back against the cub's unexpected call (how could one so small have such a big voice). Shouting into the wind it was unlikely his voice would reach any ears but hers, but it didn't matter, she didn't have the heart to tell him.
A short dive, Ngaule flew closer to the snow-covered ground, searching for any sign of movement, a hint of blue, ears twitching to catch any sound. Unfortunately it was not so easy to find a small cub in the snow when he blended in so well.
Maybe they should look in a different direction...
As she turned, a sound caught her ear, a small child-like voice, calling out. Her eyes strained to see, flying toward the sound. Was the little cub's brother out looking for him on his own? |
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Posted: Sat Mar 27, 2010 11:39 am
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