07-11-2018, 08:39 AM
[font=trebuchet ms]Rin knew very little about what she had left behind before coming here.
When she had woken up, lost and confused, she had estimated that she was roughly three years old. That was long enough that she had to have met someone, whether it was just another loner or an entire clan like this one. Furthermore, the basic herb knowledge that she had realized she had a few weeks after her arrival must have come from somewhere. Yet she could recall nothing, not even the slightest bit, of her past life.
She wondered often about who she might have left behind. Did she have living parents? Siblings, adopted or otherwise? Aunts or uncles? Nephews or nieces? Perhaps even a lover, or children, or both? Did they miss her- was there anyone to miss her- or had life simply gone on as usual, minus a face in the crowd? Had her absence left as much of an impact on them as Starrynight’s death had on the Ascendants, or did they forget about her as soon as she vanished?
It was better to focus on the here and now than on the there and then, especially with the chaos of the former, but she still thought about the latter frequently when she lay in bed at night. She had not been in bed this night, however, choosing instead to search for herbs. They were running low, and she knew she would likely need more supplies soon.
It was as she sauntered through the fields that her ears picked up a soft, ethereal hum. Lifting her head, she peered in the direction of the voice, and saw what appeared to be the silhouette of a canine in the distance. Cautiously, she made her way over- she had no reason to believe that an attacker would make their presence known ahead of time, but there was something distinctly off about this individual.
Stopping a few yards away, Rin examined the newcomer, brows furrowing. She could not identify their exact species- their muzzle matched that of a fox, but their size was more like that of a wolf. The canine glowed golden with magical power underneath their dark, scarred exterior. Who this was, she could not tell, but they were almost certainly supernatural in origin.
Carefully stepping out into the open, Rin met the newcomer’s golden gaze with curious eyes of her own. ”Hello. What brings you here?” she asked softly, her ears flattening back. They were likely here for benign reasons- perhaps they even desired to join- but she felt the need to tread lightly nonetheless.
/the myth, the legend
/they are here, raise the roof
When she had woken up, lost and confused, she had estimated that she was roughly three years old. That was long enough that she had to have met someone, whether it was just another loner or an entire clan like this one. Furthermore, the basic herb knowledge that she had realized she had a few weeks after her arrival must have come from somewhere. Yet she could recall nothing, not even the slightest bit, of her past life.
She wondered often about who she might have left behind. Did she have living parents? Siblings, adopted or otherwise? Aunts or uncles? Nephews or nieces? Perhaps even a lover, or children, or both? Did they miss her- was there anyone to miss her- or had life simply gone on as usual, minus a face in the crowd? Had her absence left as much of an impact on them as Starrynight’s death had on the Ascendants, or did they forget about her as soon as she vanished?
It was better to focus on the here and now than on the there and then, especially with the chaos of the former, but she still thought about the latter frequently when she lay in bed at night. She had not been in bed this night, however, choosing instead to search for herbs. They were running low, and she knew she would likely need more supplies soon.
It was as she sauntered through the fields that her ears picked up a soft, ethereal hum. Lifting her head, she peered in the direction of the voice, and saw what appeared to be the silhouette of a canine in the distance. Cautiously, she made her way over- she had no reason to believe that an attacker would make their presence known ahead of time, but there was something distinctly off about this individual.
Stopping a few yards away, Rin examined the newcomer, brows furrowing. She could not identify their exact species- their muzzle matched that of a fox, but their size was more like that of a wolf. The canine glowed golden with magical power underneath their dark, scarred exterior. Who this was, she could not tell, but they were almost certainly supernatural in origin.
Carefully stepping out into the open, Rin met the newcomer’s golden gaze with curious eyes of her own. ”Hello. What brings you here?” she asked softly, her ears flattening back. They were likely here for benign reasons- perhaps they even desired to join- but she felt the need to tread lightly nonetheless.
/the myth, the legend
/they are here, raise the roof
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