10-25-2018, 06:14 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 1.4;"] ✠ Airin | Current Spirit Shape: Great Horned Owl | Currently Possessing: N/A |
It seemed the idea of getting Sunhaven for help, like the spectral owl had heard from the most recent meeting, was to actually go there, and seek refuge until the malevolent spirits left. Airin was fairly new - practically arriving during such a time where spirits seemed to be running amok - so all it was really doing was going with the flow. It had barely managed to attach itself to the territory, so it generally did not have much of an opinion. It knew it would be good if the malevolent apparitions would finally leave, however.
During the trip, Airin had mostly taken to the air, the ghostly avian following along directly from above. It never seemed to need to eat. In fact, whenever groupmates needed to take a break to eat their meager rations, it would perch up to the highest point or most open area it could find, and simply soak in the sunlight, or the moonlight. It seemed to be an instinctive process for it.
When they finally arrived, Airin once more found a perch near their leader as they shouted. Members of Sunhaven promptly arrived to the scene, and it idly listened with a slight tilt of its head as it gazed down from its spot. One feline sounded quite squeaky, and also admitted that they, too, were having a bit of a ghost problem. Airin frowned slightly in thought. Were there spirits like it appearing everywhere? It wondered what exactly was causing this uprising, and why it, specifically, was different. Perhaps it was because it did not know the cause of its own death, or what and who it was beforehand?
Maybe it would not get any answers, or maybe some could be found here. The question was... where to look?
It seemed the idea of getting Sunhaven for help, like the spectral owl had heard from the most recent meeting, was to actually go there, and seek refuge until the malevolent spirits left. Airin was fairly new - practically arriving during such a time where spirits seemed to be running amok - so all it was really doing was going with the flow. It had barely managed to attach itself to the territory, so it generally did not have much of an opinion. It knew it would be good if the malevolent apparitions would finally leave, however.
During the trip, Airin had mostly taken to the air, the ghostly avian following along directly from above. It never seemed to need to eat. In fact, whenever groupmates needed to take a break to eat their meager rations, it would perch up to the highest point or most open area it could find, and simply soak in the sunlight, or the moonlight. It seemed to be an instinctive process for it.
When they finally arrived, Airin once more found a perch near their leader as they shouted. Members of Sunhaven promptly arrived to the scene, and it idly listened with a slight tilt of its head as it gazed down from its spot. One feline sounded quite squeaky, and also admitted that they, too, were having a bit of a ghost problem. Airin frowned slightly in thought. Were there spirits like it appearing everywhere? It wondered what exactly was causing this uprising, and why it, specifically, was different. Perhaps it was because it did not know the cause of its own death, or what and who it was beforehand?
Maybe it would not get any answers, or maybe some could be found here. The question was... where to look?
[align=center][size=12pt]“Life is for the living.
Death is for the dead.
Let life be like music.
And death a note unsaid.”
Death is for the dead.
Let life be like music.
And death a note unsaid.”