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 Posted: Fri May 30, 2008 6:34 pm
Pyralis grinned, his eyes sparkling mischievously as he scooped up a ball of mud from the puddle his sister had made, then hucked it at his brother. He giggled, a squeaky, yet ebil sounding laugh. He flipped over, picking up another bit of mud, lathered it in his paw before waddling over to his sister and rubbing it over her face, then across one shoulder, giggling softly. He wasn't as destructive as his brother, but he did enjoy playing with his younger sister, she was so easy to mess with.
Srets blinked, cocking his eyes, eyes narrowing before he stood on his feet, clenching his blue paws, his mis-matched eyes hardening and shinning softly as he saw the two younger males being so mean to the even younger femme. Though he didn't have both parents together at this point, he had learned well enough that women shouldn't be treated as such. He had gained a bit of his father's powers over the elements, but probably not as much as these godlings. He had age over them, and strength and speed from his mother's kind. A small ball of flame flicked around one paw, wind whipped around his hair, a quite impressive sight for such a little being. He glared after them, his eyes speaking for him, daring them to try something else.
Walking fairly steady on two feet, he made his way to Arna, the flames and wind slowly dwindling, his eyes softening as he saw her tears. He frowned, glancing at his hand, watching it become damp as he reached and wiped away the mud, doing a fairly good job at getting it off before he sat down next to her, with a grin, his white fangs glistening.
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 9:53 am
Goldmoon watches the Goddess with his child warily, always protective of the little one. "His name is Silversong. He has a brother named Golden Intrigue, but I don't know what their mother did with him. When she came to me with the two eggs, she was very angered. She's a ferret thief, you see, and doesn't want anything holding her back. But she wouldn't harm the child, so I'm sure she found him a good, caring family. After that, she just left, so it's just been me and Silversong since before his hatching." He notices the Angelique nearby and waits for the Goddess to hand him his child back, deciding it might be best to let the two talk in private.Silversong giggles and paws carefully at Devi's hair, cooing at it happily.My name is Key. I am a key. And could you perhaps be... My keyhole?
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 6:47 am
Devi coos at the baby, rocking him in her arms as he plays with her hair. She lifts him up a little and gives his cheek a nuzzle before holding him out for his father to take back. "Such an adorable baby wazzit. Thank you for bringing him to my temple." She looks over at Damen and the newcomer, giving a nod and a brief smile as she waves him towards her. "Yes my love? It looks like something may be bothering you. Is there trouble?"
Yehi claps his hands at his brother's work, catching the ball of mud square on his chest. When he saw the other boy stand up in a protective fashion he blinked and tilted his head, wondering why Srets was doing that. He grunts a bit and moves from a seated position to crawling and scoots himself over to the other boy, reaching up to tug gently on his tail.
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 1:48 pm
Arna immediately forgets her sadness when Pyra starts smearing her with mud. How dare he dirty her pretty fur like that! She starts kicking at her brother, trying to push him away from her and scoot back at the same time, whipping her tail around in her irritation and splashing water everywhere from the end. When he was chased away, the smaller godling sat curled up, sniffling and trying to fight back tears.
She flinches as Srets leans in close, convinced he was going to pick on her too. One thing her brothers had taught her was as nice as boys may be, they would hurt you if it made them laugh. But something seemed different about this boy. He was helping her get the mud out of her eyes, and that made her happy. She giggles and gives him a hug when he sits down, turning and sticking her tongue out at her brothers. This boy would be her friend. She gets up and starts tugging on Srets arm, she still had mud on her, and as fun as it is to play in, it irritated her to be dirty. “Wa wa,” she says and points, trying to get him to follow her to the little pool of water and the waterfall. She wanted to go splash around.
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 5:22 pm
Goldmoon bows once more to the Goddess before stepping back far enough to allow the others their privacy, Silversong nestled in his arms. My name is Key. I am a key. And could you perhaps be... My keyhole?
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 5:48 am
Damen, smiled softly at the golden Wazzit, watching the small child being exchanged, then stepping close to his goddess, leaning closer so his lips nearly brushed her ear, whispering the news of the visitor, and this new development. One of Devi's many sisters had become displeased with her angelique, and dismissed him, leaving him a 'dirty' immortal. His features were serious, concerned, but as he stepped back, smiling weakly at Devi, he looked back at Damen, waiting to hear what Devi might plan for his Wazzit angelic. "Darling, his son, is in with the children, I thought it would be best." He nodded, his lower half hovering and swirling smokily, no longer solid, his torso stayed singular, and solid, floating easily beside Devi.
Malachi stood silently, his eyes hollow, his gaze atthe floor, following Damen toward the goddess before lowering to one kneeandbowing his head completely, the cloth the wrapped him swaying and swishing silently as he moved, but stilled as he knelt before Devi.
Pyralis giggled softly at his little sister's attempts to fight him off. He simply finished his trail of mud across her her shoulder then backed away, managing to dodge most of the flying legs and fists. He just grinnedas he watched, but soon, that grin disappeared as he glared, watching the larger child comfort his crying sister. He made a look of disgust, watching as her whole demeanor changed, rollling his eyes and walking away toward his brother as he tugged at the larger male, what did he care? If she wanted to hang out with him, so be it, he would find other ways to entertain herself.
Srets blinked at he was hugged, looking down at her, his black hair falling down his back as he glanced at the small figure walking away, shrugging then jumping slightly as he was tugged toward the water. He cocked his head, then shrugged, standing on his two feet as he walked beside her wobbling form. He was the silent type,prefering to stay quiet last he confuse other faes, or scare them, which happened often, with his sudden changes. He simply followed the little femme, sitting down at the edge of the water and dipping his feet him, looking at the waterfall, no emotion showing on his face, he looked so serious, but to him, he was smiling. Not even his brotheror sister would have realized this at this point, no one knew him well enough to realize what he was thinking, what he was feeling. Even as just a babe, he had a depth to him, it was the sore breach in his life, his parents seperated, rarely did that even happen to mortals, yet this small godling had to suffer and hold this on his shoulders.
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 5:27 pm
Devi nods and frowns, such a bad situation for them. Obviously the angelique had done SOMETHING to anger her sister Goddess, but it could have been anything, her evil sisters and brothers had no mercy in them even for simple mistakes. "I believe we shall let them stay here, my love. They can have their own wing in my temple. The boy, he can stay with his father, or with our children. They need playmates, as well as an older godling roll model." She beckons the angelic forward, "Come here, I will not harm you. My territory is neutral and you and your son are welcome here."
Yehi snorts then shakes his head, rolling his eyes at his sister's fawning over the new male. He shakes a little then unsteadily gets up, following after his brother to see if they can find anything to get into and make messes with. Especially to make messes with, though any sort of trouble making would be fun for him. His little spinning cloud bottom propels him forward, quickly catching up to where his brother had wandered off to.
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 6:00 pm
Goldmoon looks down at Silversong, then glances towards the door to the temple. He dearly wanted to stay, but the two of them surely wouldn't be allowed to, both being mortal and not of higher blood. He gives a small shrug, watching as Silversong started drifting off to sleep. My name is Key. I am a key. And could you perhaps be... My keyhole?
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Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2008 3:31 pm
The little goddess slowly waddles her way to the waters edge, ignoring the disgusted looks from her brothers. They could think what they wanted about her, she didn’t care. Just as long as they weren’t tormenting her! She had quickly learned to keep a close eye on them, especially when they were looking for trouble. Arna plops herself down at the edge of the pool and starts splashing water everywhere, laughing and somehow managing to get the much out of her fur. She turns to grin at her new friend, but something wasn’t quite right. She stopped splashing and tilts her head to the side as she looks at him, closing her dark eye to peer at him with her violet one. There was something strange about him. Nothing she was scared of, just something she wasn’t used to seeing. But she was too little to be able to understand what it was, so she just shrugged her shoulders and turned back to the water.
Bored, she starts crawling out into the water. At first she starts sinking deeper with the slope of the bottom until the water starts splashing against her belly. Sicker her tough out in concentration, she slowly starts to rise up as she crawls until eventually she is crawling through water only inches deep, though it was quite clearly much deeper below her. He walk on water illusion was almost perfect as increased water pressure held her up. Except for a missed step now and again, plunging her face into the water and causing her to cough and sputter. After crawling for a few feet she turns around quickly to look at her brothers, making sure they weren’t sneaking up to push her underwater. She’d get back at them eventually, she was determined. Just wait until she got bigger!
She turns her attention back to Srets then, he seemed so lonely. The water around him began to shimmer and ripple, little waves splashing against his feet and legs to get his attention. She giggled, playing with water was fun!
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 6:17 am
Damen smiled softly at Devi's decision. He brushed his claws through his long smoky hair,stepping to one side beside his Goddess as she beckoned to the male he had just spoken to her about. His eyes soft, eyebrows relaxed, a look of sadness on them.
Malachi sighed softly, he now had a place to live, and more importantly there was a place for him to see his children with little of the pain of seeing the Goddess that once was his lover. As he looked up at her, he also stood, his shoulders slightly slumped, but there was more of his old authority in him now. He walked forward, nodding softly as he stood before her now. “I thank you very much, Goddess. Not only for me, but for my son, and my children, if you might allow them to visit, I might be much further in your debt. I wish so much to see them grow, but am afraid of what I might do in the presence m-..” He winced, flinching almost noticeably as he almost, once more, called her 'my Goddess.' “Vesira, Goddess of Zamphires...” He nodded, it was true, he did not want to make a single mistake in her presence, as he had already managed.
Pyralis rolled his eyes and found his way once more to the volcano he had been so attracted to. He was grumbling softly to himself, annoyed by the stranger's attention to his sister. She was HIS sister after all, not this annoying white male's. He splashed angrily at the solidifying lava, his tail flaring and flicking in his annoyance. He didn't notice, or care that his brother was following him, his eyes just kept flicking up at Srets, growling softly under his breath.
Srets didn't follow the femme, simply wiggled his feet in the cool water idly, staring down at the liquid, the blueness of it. Still no expression, he looked to be deep in thought, though he didn't really think of anything at the moment. He tried not to think too hard about things, even though he was just a child, he knew he would grow soon. He knew that when he thought too much about something, he always changed, became angry, violent. He didn't think about this though, just simply watched the water around his feet until he noticed the irregular splashing against his legs, he looked up, fixing his brilliant eyes on the little femme seemingly crawling on the water. He cocked his head to one side, wondering what it was she wanted, but his expression still never changed, though his eyes twinkled with what would have been a smile if anyone looked close enough. He was amused, to tell the truth.
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Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2008 8:56 am
The Goddess nods, eyes closing for a moment as she takes her earth and water magics and creates a slab of mold able mud, pillars and walls appearing and taking shape next to the hall for the children's room. Soon the newest addition to her temple is complete, and her eyes open. Devi smiles a little at Malachi, "Here, an area for you and your son, and your children when they visit you. You may stay or leave, as you like." Her head turns towards Goldmoon and his son, "Young mortal, you may visit me when you are in need of advice, but tread carefully in this land of immortals. Understood?"
The young godling mutters to himself under his breath, noticing that even his brother, in a way, is paying more attention to the strange child that had been deposited into their play area. Yehi shakes his head, then swirls off to a corner of leaf strewn ground where he settles into a delicate spin, causing the bright colored leaves to dance and play in the air, amusing himself.
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Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2008 3:31 pm
Arna watches her brothers move away and relaxes a bit. She tilts her head again to peer at Srets with her violet eye, studying him. Noticing the sparkle in his eyes, she beams a smile to him, giggling as she makes the water around her swirl. Suddenly, a tickle at her nose causes her to sneeze, and with her concentration lost, she plummets into the water. She flails around, struggling for a few moments before she realizes she can’t drown and that the water is only up to her chest. Eventually, she flops down on the shore, panting, and shakes the water off like a dog, giggling as it sprays all over Srets. She sits down looking at the new godling, studying him for a few moments before poking him in the arm to get his attention. “Hey, wha name?” she asks, then beams a grin and points to her self. “Arna,”
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2008 5:49 am
Malachi blinked, if he had been born a less ebil creature, he might have cried. He stared off toward the newly created wing and sighed, with a smile. He nodded, bowing once more. "I thank you Goddess." He turned to look at the wing once more, smiling, running his claws through his hair as he nodded. "I am in your debt, and at your command. I would very much like to become a follower to this temple, and to you." He bowed once more, it was obvious that this meant quite a lot to him. He was waiting now to be dismissed, he needed to figure out what plans were for visitation for his children.
Damen simply stood behind Devi, watching her create the wing, then resting a paw on the small of her back, standing just behind her, her shadow. He smiled at the responce from the angelic, his bottom half just a whispy form as his eyes glittered, he was happy his Goddess had chosen such a path, from the first glance at the godling Malachi had brought, he had liked the form of mystery around him, and he could see himself and Malachi getting along.
Pyra grumbled and sighed, still splashing away at the lava before grinning to himself. He picked up a glob, then used his other hands to wring his water attribute on to the glob. He smirked as it hissed, growing thick, but he didn't want it hard. It was now like a thick mud, and he molded it before he took aim at his brother, and chucked it at him, watching the ball catch and burn some of the leaves his brother had swirling in the air. Next he took another ball, repeating this, but his aim was for Srets, though he didn't throw it yet.
Srets sat there, looking up at the femme as she sank, then sputtered. He blinked, confused, before he saw she realized what he already had, the water wasn't deep enough to drown in if you weren't completely unintelligent. He turned his eyes back to her feet in the water as she came up beside him. He looked at her when she poked him, cocking his head slightly before speaking. The corner of his lip twitched, and his eyes sparkled in a smile, but it didn't show any further than that. "Srets." It wasn't a squeak, or a rumble of any kind. It was a whisper, soft, but strong at the same time. He looked at her a moment more before turning back toward the water, his feet were kicking seemed more almost merry now, he was enjoying himself, but unless you had been paying attention, you probably wouldn't notice.
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 10:41 pm
arna bunches her face up, looking very seirous. "Sur... sur... swets." she giggles and smiles at him. she scoots closer to him and crosses her legs, resting her elbow on her knee and propping her head up on her hand. she stares out over the water, her bottom lip pooched out showing her boredom. after a few moments, she turns back to her companion. "What do, Swets?" she felt bad that she didn't know how to entertain her friend.
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Posted: Thu Jul 24, 2008 7:46 pm
[[-Totally jumping into a later time-.. >>]]
Malachi had spent a lot of time with his son as of late, and loved it. Right now though, he was taking one of the numerous walks alone that he took often now. He was simply circling the temple, on foot, his shoulders slightly slouched, head lowered, as she thought about the mistakes he'd made in his life. He ran claws through his hair, his dark hair ruffling handsomely. His feet were silent, only the wing sounding as it rustled the grass around him, he was obviously deep in thought.
Her stretched his wings behind him, sighing softly once more before folding them against his back once more, his mis-matched eyes glancing about for a moment before just watching the grass before his feet. He shook his head, finding his usual stump at the edge of the temple grounds, and sat down, he needed this alone time, these few minutes a day where he went and sat alone. They had been at the temple for a little while now, and he noticed already, that Srets had made a good friend in Arna, he was unsure of the other two godlings though, Pyralis, and Yehi.. He shrugged, not really thinking much on it at this point. This was his time to dwell, and dwell he did.
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