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[/td][td]ELIORA D. LIRO
PEONY OF MORGAN HEIGHTS
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PERSONALITY
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MOTIVATED
COMPASSIONATE
GENTLE
FAITHFUL
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COMPASSIONATE
GENTLE
FAITHFUL
VENGEFUL
MANIPULATIVE
EMOTIONAL
STUBBORN
CALCULATING
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EMOTIONAL
STUBBORN
CALCULATING
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[/td][/tr][/table][div style="width: 330px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: microsoft sans serif; padding: 2px; margin-top: 15px;color:black;"]Eliora had a connection with nature that she knew many others simply couldn't experience. She was a part of it. Her people were born among the trees, relying on animals and nature for everything they had. They manipulated it but they had to have an understanding of it. While many would look upon her abilities and simply see it as her telling the Earth to do her bidding, it was more like a negotiation. She tried not to do anything to upset it too much. She wasn't sure if it was a necessary precaution but it was one ingrained in her by her upbringing and by her very nature. It wasn't as though the trees and animals had a real voice but she swore she could hear whispers of them in her mind. They didn't communicate with words but with emotions. They did not mourn for the natural order of things, where death was sometimes necessary, but only for the unnatural. Things that were never intended to happen, that the Earth had not foreseen. Prey killed for the nourishment of a predator, for example, may be in distress but the Earth did not mourn it's passing because it had gone for a purpose. It even tolerated humans to some respect. There were towns like Morgan Heights, who had been built slowly over many years. Humans and human-like creatures were also a part of the ecosystem after all, and they did have needs.
However, there were plenty of cities and towns that held little respect to the natural life around it as it grew. Morgan Heights had always carefully tended the woods that surrounded it, even as they moved into a more industrial time period. The made sure to use all the land they had first before clearing a new section of the forest. Eliora had the pleasure of seeing the little town grow throughout the years and they had, for the most part, done it as responsibly as possible. However, she knew there were other places without this regard to the natural life around it, the life that gave them all they had. She didn't understand it but she had grown to appreciate other people that had an affinity for natural life, whether it be plants or animals. She understood not everyone felt the Earth in their bones as she did, that they may not feel every ache and pain and joy and sorrow, but there were many that took care of it anyway.
When she was young, she didn't understand how anyone could not feel what she felt. She didn't understand that humans didn't have the luxury of drawing their strength from the environment around them, and that neither did many other species. Now that she had lived among them for so long, though, she found herself disagreeing with her family. It wasn't that humans didn't feel the consequences of their actions, but it was whether they chose to care about those consequences. Sometimes the Earth could take very much before complaining to it's caretakers, and sometimes they did not mind pushing it right to the edge. They could look around and see the damage they caused but some chose not to care until they knew it'd affect them. She'd seen it happen over countless generations and she knew that some immortal beings were the same way. While they may not feel the physical pain she had, she didn't understand how they could be unbothered by the destruction of life.
Eliora had taken a liking to Vivian. It was likely because the woman had birds who seemed relatively happy with her care. She could tell that she cared for them. Eliora held a great deal of respect for people who chose to have animal companions and look after them. There were plenty that tried to have them when the other was unwilling or never paid them enough attention or simply didn't take care of them. She could tell Vivian wasn't like that and she appreciated that fact about the woman. She'd been out on a walk when she noticed the woman sitting out on her porch. The peony smiled and raised her hand as to wave before making her way up closer to the porch. "Hello Vivian. How're you doing?" she asked with a polite smile before looking towards the birds. "Your birds seem to be in a good mood. What'd you say their names were again?" she asked, letting a soft chuckle escape her during the first sentence.
However, there were plenty of cities and towns that held little respect to the natural life around it as it grew. Morgan Heights had always carefully tended the woods that surrounded it, even as they moved into a more industrial time period. The made sure to use all the land they had first before clearing a new section of the forest. Eliora had the pleasure of seeing the little town grow throughout the years and they had, for the most part, done it as responsibly as possible. However, she knew there were other places without this regard to the natural life around it, the life that gave them all they had. She didn't understand it but she had grown to appreciate other people that had an affinity for natural life, whether it be plants or animals. She understood not everyone felt the Earth in their bones as she did, that they may not feel every ache and pain and joy and sorrow, but there were many that took care of it anyway.
When she was young, she didn't understand how anyone could not feel what she felt. She didn't understand that humans didn't have the luxury of drawing their strength from the environment around them, and that neither did many other species. Now that she had lived among them for so long, though, she found herself disagreeing with her family. It wasn't that humans didn't feel the consequences of their actions, but it was whether they chose to care about those consequences. Sometimes the Earth could take very much before complaining to it's caretakers, and sometimes they did not mind pushing it right to the edge. They could look around and see the damage they caused but some chose not to care until they knew it'd affect them. She'd seen it happen over countless generations and she knew that some immortal beings were the same way. While they may not feel the physical pain she had, she didn't understand how they could be unbothered by the destruction of life.
Eliora had taken a liking to Vivian. It was likely because the woman had birds who seemed relatively happy with her care. She could tell that she cared for them. Eliora held a great deal of respect for people who chose to have animal companions and look after them. There were plenty that tried to have them when the other was unwilling or never paid them enough attention or simply didn't take care of them. She could tell Vivian wasn't like that and she appreciated that fact about the woman. She'd been out on a walk when she noticed the woman sitting out on her porch. The peony smiled and raised her hand as to wave before making her way up closer to the porch. "Hello Vivian. How're you doing?" she asked with a polite smile before looking towards the birds. "Your birds seem to be in a good mood. What'd you say their names were again?" she asked, letting a soft chuckle escape her during the first sentence.
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love seeing you two together again
you always were my — favorites
( ♛ ) - ————————————————— -「 she/her & 1/8 of suts & clarence aston 」
( ♛ ) - ————————————————— -「 she/her & 1/8 of suts & clarence aston 」