10-11-2018, 02:09 PM
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October is Whisper's favorite month, and it is probably the only thing that kept the small pup smiling. Longing for the day of Halloween, where she could cut back and maybe- allow a little bit of her more macabre nature out just for the hell of it. It was not hard- to pretend to be something else- to pretend to be the little kid that everyone knew her fer, to be a comfort- rather than a threat. But of cause, October was when the two worlds seemed to almost blend together, the line between them mixing and blurring to let one another cross onto whatever plane they pleased. Of coarse, Whisper was an outlier, bound not this earth by her own nature and the above plane societies rule's making her more predominately a kill on sight target. So she stayed here, where at least she had a chance to stay alive beside the general violence the living world brings. thank you very much.
Of coarse, it was abnormal for someone to even enter another plane of existence, and whisper would admit to forgetting the knowledge how to long ago. Not needing it- not wanting to see a religion and be forced to obey- or as it's called here- believe in something. But spirits the like still pass through, some linger here- and whisper very near has to keep from killing it- consuming it herself. She is a very old soul- once a power hungry one, it gives her.. certain abilities and certain needs. The near constant hunger she has faced to the start of this month, has not helped lighten her mood in the slightest.
Ghosts are tricky fickle things, and so is she to an extent. She comes and goes- joins-leaves-rejoins at will. The tanglewood was never meant to be a permanent stay, and it is nothing against the place as much as it is about her. Finding the call of a nomad in this new life of her's. Making connections she would not be able to in one place. Clans have enemies and therefore are targets, and whisper isn't interested in getting caught in another groups war, never again. But she is connected to the people, and so she will always return, always forge new connections to new people. It is her life and she loves it dearly.
So when she returns it is with a skip in the pup's step and a smile set in place. Even the growing spiritual awareness tugging her closer to camp- she lingers on the border. Aware of what can happen if she is caught in a trap, and preferring to start this visit kind before it can go to shit- before she spot's a ghost, and wither or not she has the control to not do anything in front of anyone else.
❝Hello? My name is Whisper, I would like to rejoin again.❞
Of coarse, it was abnormal for someone to even enter another plane of existence, and whisper would admit to forgetting the knowledge how to long ago. Not needing it- not wanting to see a religion and be forced to obey- or as it's called here- believe in something. But spirits the like still pass through, some linger here- and whisper very near has to keep from killing it- consuming it herself. She is a very old soul- once a power hungry one, it gives her.. certain abilities and certain needs. The near constant hunger she has faced to the start of this month, has not helped lighten her mood in the slightest.
Ghosts are tricky fickle things, and so is she to an extent. She comes and goes- joins-leaves-rejoins at will. The tanglewood was never meant to be a permanent stay, and it is nothing against the place as much as it is about her. Finding the call of a nomad in this new life of her's. Making connections she would not be able to in one place. Clans have enemies and therefore are targets, and whisper isn't interested in getting caught in another groups war, never again. But she is connected to the people, and so she will always return, always forge new connections to new people. It is her life and she loves it dearly.
So when she returns it is with a skip in the pup's step and a smile set in place. Even the growing spiritual awareness tugging her closer to camp- she lingers on the border. Aware of what can happen if she is caught in a trap, and preferring to start this visit kind before it can go to shit- before she spot's a ghost, and wither or not she has the control to not do anything in front of anyone else.
❝Hello? My name is Whisper, I would like to rejoin again.❞