10-10-2018, 05:09 PM
[div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: arial;"]♡ — Her body still felt strange. Almost alien.
After stumbling into the land of the Ascendants, Clove had been overwhelmed by the scents and voices and she had fled back into the forest almost as soon as she had arrived. Since then, her thoughts had been focused on trying to sort out the fractal memories that flitted around her skull. A opalescent beach, golden lights in the sky - faces of people she didn't recognize.
With every night that passed, the shimmering shards of who she was began to fade...until eventually, she had no further dreams. No more snippets of a life before waking in the pine forest that was heavy with dew, her pelt sodden and cold.
Clove felt torn. Half of her wanted to chase the disappearing fraction of her soul, and the other half wanted to move on and embrace the way she was - blank canvas fresh for remodeling.
"시적인." she mused, surprise lighting her eyes as she spoke. Clove couldn't remember where she had learned the language that was apparently written into her bones, and was only able to speak it when she was not focused on it. The more she tried to capture the grammar, the more it escaped her. Frustrating.
Raising her head, Clove took a deep breath of the ocean air and closed her eyes - enjoying the breeze that tickled the cream fur around her chin. The sun was just beginning to set, rays now a burning rose gold that tinted the sand she stood on into a shifting floor of amethyst. She was at a crossroads, that much she knew - both emotionally and physically. Ahead of her, Clove could scent a jumble of people that indicated she had once more discovered a clan; and in her head, she knew that stepping forwards into their midst would allow her to leave the twilight zone that her identity crisis was thriving in.
The kitsune glanced down, watching the grains of sand play upon her claws. She'd already decided, as continuing to live the way she was now wasn't truly living.
It didn't take long to come across the almost barbaric fence that had been assembled by the inhabitants of this territory. In it's shade, Clove suddenly felt quite cold - and in response, both of her twin tails fluffed up. She wasn't exactly sure what to do from here. Would someone see her and come to greet her? Or was there a gateway further along the fence?
"Hello?" called the femme, her solar eyes squinting in the glare of the sun as she tried to peer up to where the top of the stakes were.
/ hey everyone! sorry about the post, been a long while since I rp'ed!
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After stumbling into the land of the Ascendants, Clove had been overwhelmed by the scents and voices and she had fled back into the forest almost as soon as she had arrived. Since then, her thoughts had been focused on trying to sort out the fractal memories that flitted around her skull. A opalescent beach, golden lights in the sky - faces of people she didn't recognize.
With every night that passed, the shimmering shards of who she was began to fade...until eventually, she had no further dreams. No more snippets of a life before waking in the pine forest that was heavy with dew, her pelt sodden and cold.
Clove felt torn. Half of her wanted to chase the disappearing fraction of her soul, and the other half wanted to move on and embrace the way she was - blank canvas fresh for remodeling.
"시적인." she mused, surprise lighting her eyes as she spoke. Clove couldn't remember where she had learned the language that was apparently written into her bones, and was only able to speak it when she was not focused on it. The more she tried to capture the grammar, the more it escaped her. Frustrating.
Raising her head, Clove took a deep breath of the ocean air and closed her eyes - enjoying the breeze that tickled the cream fur around her chin. The sun was just beginning to set, rays now a burning rose gold that tinted the sand she stood on into a shifting floor of amethyst. She was at a crossroads, that much she knew - both emotionally and physically. Ahead of her, Clove could scent a jumble of people that indicated she had once more discovered a clan; and in her head, she knew that stepping forwards into their midst would allow her to leave the twilight zone that her identity crisis was thriving in.
The kitsune glanced down, watching the grains of sand play upon her claws. She'd already decided, as continuing to live the way she was now wasn't truly living.
It didn't take long to come across the almost barbaric fence that had been assembled by the inhabitants of this territory. In it's shade, Clove suddenly felt quite cold - and in response, both of her twin tails fluffed up. She wasn't exactly sure what to do from here. Would someone see her and come to greet her? Or was there a gateway further along the fence?
"Hello?" called the femme, her solar eyes squinting in the glare of the sun as she tried to peer up to where the top of the stakes were.
/ hey everyone! sorry about the post, been a long while since I rp'ed!
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