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 Posted: Wed Apr 09, 2008 3:01 pm
Julien glanced up at the smokey enigma and frowned. A goddess of his kind wished to see him? He was unaware that there even were females of his species, let alone a goddess. Still, he was curious, and perhaps this goddess would have some dry place where he could wait for the rain to subside.
Without a word he followed the wispy figure toward the temple, contemplating all that had been said to him as he squished his way through the muck.
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Posted: Tue Apr 22, 2008 9:14 pm
 Goldmoon wanders in the direction of the temple, although he knew it not, his normally bright gold coloring now splattered with mud and dried leaves, his hair so full of water that it now hung down over his face, obscuring everything around him. He reaches up and flicks his bangs out of his face in annoyance, wishing he could use his specialty in some way to dry off in this weather.
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Posted: Thu Apr 24, 2008 10:26 pm
Flying through the air, the angelic who knew no master, Zhou Liang grew closer to the temple. Diving from the heavens above he landed on the ground, standing before the temple.
"An elemental master, and deity makes her home here. Perhaps she could enlighten me on the powers that be, so I can better be enlightened to true balance..."
He shifted his crimson gaze about before stepping forward, he would have to find out for himself.
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Posted: Thu Apr 24, 2008 10:47 pm
Devi tilts her head, then shifts a little in her pile of feathers before tapping at her chin, brows drawn down as she thinks about the interesting sense she's getting. It seems there was a new angelic on her land, standing at the enterance of her temple, in fact. A slight smile forms on her face as she plucks a feather up and blows on it, summoning a gust of air to blow away any left over rain on her land. She starts humming softly, eyes closing as she floats in the cushioned pile of feathers, waiting for any or all to enter her space.
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Posted: Thu Apr 24, 2008 10:53 pm
With the rain gone, Goldmoon found he had an easier time finding a place of shelter. Stopping outside the temple, he wipes the mud from his feet as best as he can before setting foot inside, looking around slowly and taking in everything around him, not noticing anyone else around, at least, he didn't pay attention to whether anyone was around at the moment or not. He was too busy looking at the main room.
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Posted: Sun May 11, 2008 11:31 am
Devi squirms around, making herself more comfortable in her pile of feathers, sighing softly with pleasure as they caress her form. She ignores the drips and breezes of her hair, and makes sure her tail stays away from the pile so that she doesn't end up catching something on fire inadvertently, though she would be able to freeze the flames and make the fire recede if she really wished.
Her senses twinge, a wazzit has entered her blessed home ground. One finally reaching through the maze of elemental hardship, to her side. Her eyes slide open, gaze finding the beautifully golden wazzit glancing around. "Good eve, my child. I see you made it through to my temple."
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Posted: Sun May 11, 2008 4:54 pm
Goldmoon blinks, looking up at the Goddess for a moment before dropping to one knee in front of her, head bowed. He may be considered an idiot by most of the other faes he had met, but he could sense someone more powerful than he without much trouble. "I am sorry to trouble you with my filthy presence, Goddess. The mud seemed to be too attached to me to leave me completely." He says, motioning to the mud splatters still adorning parts of his body, as well as the leaves and twigs sticking out of his hair like a badly made nest. "I was not aware that there was a temple out here. I was simply following my dream, which had led me to this place." He said, still staying bowing to the Goddess. Until she told him to rise, he would stay as he was.
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 5:30 am
Babies. Oh lord. They had finally blessed the immortal lives of Damen and his goddess. He smiled to himself as he floated through the halls, having left the children in a new addition to the temple. Damen and his love, Devi, had agreed that it would be best to give them their own wing for the time being, just off their parents'. Right now he currently had left them ouside in a wonderfully green court yard. Large and with a perfect view of the sky. It had elements all around. Damen remembered watching Devi mess with the elemental powers of that earth. Rocks, trees, plants, a small waterfall and stream, even a small volcano that rose up to about Damen's chest. Small enough to not cause a lot of damage, but large enough for the children to play with their elemental powers.
His form loosened, then lifted, a cloud of smoke traveling through the temple, then settling into the background as Devi spoke with a visiting Wazzit. Might he become the first follower of this temple? He wondered about this, but his thoughts kept reaching back for his children, a smirk spreading across his lips.
Pyralis grinned, his firey tail flicking behind him as he looked around the courtyard, spotting his brother and sister. They seemed engrossed in their own things, and he wanted to be engrossed in his own. Crawling along, he giggled as he started to climb the miniature volcano. At the moment it seemed pretty inactive, though as he reached the top, he could look down, and within reach, was bibbling lava. His eyes grew big as he clapped his hands together, grinning and giggling some more. Reaching into the top of the volcano he dipped in hand into the burning half-liquid. Though most children would have lost their paw, being a godling, and a godling of the fire element at that, he was fine with such heat, comfortable even.
He started playing with it, cupping it out of the opening, and sending it down the edges, frowning at it's slow progress, then gasping and clapping again as the grass it touched shrivled and burned. Though he had no control yet over his powers, he still seemed to be enthralled by the elements. Little did he know, but very soon, his and his silblings' training from their parents would begin. of course, they had to be completely perfect with the elements by the time they are full grown, they are the children of a goddess and her angelique.
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 8:26 am
A bag that had been carefully shielded by Goldmoon starts to wriggle rather aggressively against the male's side. Goldmoon gives a small smile and carefully opens the still dry bag, pulling out his son, Silversong. "I hope it's okay that I brought my son with me. I wouldn't be a very good parent if I left him home alone, after all."  Silversong looks up at Devi and giggles, clapping his chubby hands happily, wanting to be held. My name is Key. I am a key. And could you perhaps be... My keyhole?
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 1:07 pm
Arnamenthia plops herself down in a little dirt patch in their play area. She chews on the end of her tail as she runs her paws through the dirt. Little drops of water fall from where her tail meets her mouth, falling into the dirt between her legs and turning it into a firm mud, much like dough. Arna starts forming it into different basic shapes as she plays. The smoke from the burning grass catches her attention and she lifts her head to find the source, sniffing at the air. Her mismatched eyes fall on her brother by the volcano, blinking at the bright slow moving stream flowing down the side. Arna crawls over to where the lava meets the grass and peers closely at it, still chewing on her tail. A large drop of water suddenly falls from her mouth and starts to sizzle and steam when it hits the lava. Arna lets out a yelp of shock and lets go of her tail, bounding over to her brother and jumping behind him. She peers over his shoulder at the strange hissing thing in the grass, making sure it wasn’t chasing her.
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Posted: Fri May 30, 2008 8:45 am
Pyralis continued sloshing the red semi-liquid on the sides of the miniature volcano, grinning, his flaming tail twiching and hissing idly as he watched his sister come over. He blinked, cocking his head to the side as he took saw the water form her tail drip and his upon his trail of lava. He frowed, tiny eyebrows folding and crinkling as he stared.
He blinked, and twisted to look at his siter behind him. Already, he was protective of her, and it was obvious, though he still tended to have his little bit of childish fun with her, now was one of those protective moments though. He growled, glaring at the hissing, crawling slowly down the slope, tail twitching, his few strands on hair blessed with the element of air whipping and whispering angrily to matchi his own agression. His water element hair dripped and stormed as well, dripping to hiss upon the lava as well. He backed up, his gray eyes hardening as he watched. Cupping a bit of his water in his paw he gestured to his sister, then poured it over the lava, eyes widening, lips grinning as it started to hiss and sputter, the lava beginning to dull, he could already tell it was starting to harden.
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Posted: Fri May 30, 2008 9:02 am
Devi smiles at the golden mudspattered wazzit before her, and coos at the little baby, reaching down to pick him up gently and nuzzle at his hair. "Such a beautiful little one you are. I'm sure your daddy takes very good care of you." She looks up at Goldmoon as she holds the baby, "What is his name? He's adorable. My angelique and I were just recently blessed with three little babies of our own, Yehi, Pyralis, and my sweet youngest, Arnamenthia."
Yehi spins through the air, chuckling softly to himself as his tornado force winds pick up small plants and throw them around the hall, his eyebrows move into a frown of concentration as he floats and twirls closer and closer to his brother and sister, making sure to spin over any muddy patch or loose plant he can so it spatters towards them. So young, and already so mischievous.
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Posted: Fri May 30, 2008 9:36 am
Damen sniffed the air, his eyebrow coming together in thought. He had realized an anglic was here already, but now he felt yet another angelic around.. but this one seemed weak, why was such a creature here? His smoky appearance misted and floated, shifting toward his goddess, twirling around her waist, and past her ear, whispering for only her to hear. "We have another visitor..." At that, his whisped off across the room, solidifying at the edge of the hall, continuing on foot, shoulders squared, then he froze, noticing something different. There was another, a more powerful being, yet.. That power was raw, young. Could it be a child? His eyes met upon a wazzit angelic, or could it be an angelique? No, he felt not the precense of an angelic with a god/dess mate.
"Friend. How may I help you?" He didnt' smile, frowing slightly, a look of concern upon his face as he noticed now, the little godling that hung from his father's shoulder.
Malachi had traveled with his son, having been thrown from who used to be his goddess' side. His eyes were dark, sad, hollow. There was obvious pain plastered about his being. He pulled his son from his shoulder, sighing softly, his wings stretching then settling against his back. His eyes landed upon the golden ring that once more circled his finger, quickly looking away, his attention upon the gray angelique before him.
"I'm sorry to intrude, but I heard of your own children, and hoped that I might visit the goddess of my mortal people." He nodded softly, sighing. "And, hoped that my son might have the company of others his own age. I need to find a way for him to travel to his mother's without setting foot upon the land of her temple." His brow furrowed. It wasn't exactly that he was banned, more that it pained him to see her, or be so near her when he had failed her so. He was now a dirty angelic, not worthy of another goddess, he felt himself not worthy of anyone.
Srets blinked, his long dark hair flowing along his back, his mis-matched eyes staring at the smoky figure his father now stood before. He cocked his head, his red horns glistening slightly in the afternoon light. He was an interesting specimen, blessed by a demi-god of fertility, it was obvious that there were strange things surrounding him. He scratched at his creamy fur, his pointed tail flicking idly as he hung in Malachi's grasp.
Damen nodded, gesturing for the pair to follow him into the temple. Damen's eyes met his mate's, a sadness in them. It was always a tradgedy when an angelique was rejected back down to an angelic. Usually it meant torment, and sadness for the angelic, and rejection from other temples, and disgust from the single gods and goddesses. He felt badly for the angelic, as well as the poor young children having to deal with their powerful parents' seperation. As his eyes met Devi's, he continued into the childrens' wing, instructing Malachi to leave Srets with the other children, then brought the rejected angelic back into the main temple, waiting for Devi to finish with their current visitor, this whole thing was an important development.
Pyralis glared at his brother, hissing softly, his tail flaring at the spitting debri. He wobbled onto two feet, folding his paws on his hips, his gray eyes hardening once more as he worked what little control over fire to pull a ball of lava from his little avalanch, rolling it, watching as flames grew from it, then lobbed it into his brother's miniature tornado. That was when everything was interupted. He saw his father and a grin crossed him lips as he fell back onto all fours and crawled toward him, then blinked as a new fae was set before him. He cocked his head, blinking at Srets before plopping down at his father and the dark male leave out of the courtyard once more. He frowned.
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Posted: Fri May 30, 2008 11:19 am
Devi murrs and gives her love a nod, gladly welcoming new faes to her temple, not picky whatsoever.
Yehi chuckles and spins over to the new baby, landing softly on the floor near his brother and the new one. He crawls forward, then plops himself down in front of them, hands clapping together as he laughs happily, glad for someone new to play with.
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Posted: Fri May 30, 2008 5:28 pm
Arna’s eyes widen a little bit as she watches her brother put water on the lava, amazed as it changed color and hardened. Creeping closer, she reaches out a finger and pokes it, squealing with delight when it doesn’t move. It was such a strange change! She grabs at her tail, getting ready to use it as a water brush, when a clump of dirt from yeti’s tornado hits her between the eyes. Momentarily stunned, tears start to well up in her eyes, when another piece of dirt flies past her head. She then knows who did it and growls cutely at yeti, narrowing her eyes a little, the end of her tail turning into a little swirling cloud with her anger. Instinct is making her try to form a little water ball, but her lack of knowledge just causes her tail to start a little rain to fall from the cloud her tail made, soaking her feet. She whimpers at her inability to do what she wants, but then spots her daddy coming in with a stranger. She’s so happy to see her daddy she bounds over to him, tripping only once on the way, but he leaves before she can reach him. Plopping down on her bottom she stares at her wet feet and sniffles, bringing her tail to her mouth to chew again. She doesn’t pay much attention to her brothers, or the little newcomer; she just wallows in her disappointment at not being able to get a hug from her daddy.
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