11-13-2018, 08:16 PM
[div style="width: 527px; line-height: 1.4; text-align: justify; font-family: constantia; font-size: 11px;"]suvi ó faoláin—
Few possibilties ran across the mind to give reason for a lack of a certain pup's enthuastic and energetic appearance. Indeed, the young faerie had been quite absent for a few days, prone to disappearing for hours on end within the confines of her father's treehouse. Occasonally, a loud, laugh-like caw-caw resonated from the building, but throughout the days, quiet reigned strongly.
Until a bright morning, the pup decended from the trees, a figure of dark feathers resting on her golden-furred back. A friend, evidentally, found by chance. What the child lacked in hunter instincts, she seemed to make up for with empathy and compassion. The youthful bird -- a raven, marked by luxurious dark plumage and sharp eyes -- had found himself in a spot of bother, tangled up in vines. A landing mishap, the pup figures. Or something.
Now that he was fully recovered, Suvi excitedly brought him out into the sun, eager to show him around. Since he seemed to have decided to stick by her side despite his recovered health, he ought to know the island she called home. Maybe one day, he can see my actual home. She loved the island, but the sea frightened her at times since her shipwrecked arrival, and she missed the green, open meadows where her siblings lived. Well. She quite liked living with her father, at least, since they'd been separated for so long. Maybe through her friend -- Fiachra the mute girl called him -- she could reach her siblings somehow.
For now, she felt quite content in her place here. A warm yellow glow radiated off her fur as she dropped into a playful crouch as Fiachra hopped onto the sand. He seemed more incline to exploring than playing for the moment though, and soon the minnow began tailing him around the bay, tail wagging happily behind her.
[align=right]— mhaighdean uasal bhàn
Few possibilties ran across the mind to give reason for a lack of a certain pup's enthuastic and energetic appearance. Indeed, the young faerie had been quite absent for a few days, prone to disappearing for hours on end within the confines of her father's treehouse. Occasonally, a loud, laugh-like caw-caw resonated from the building, but throughout the days, quiet reigned strongly.
Until a bright morning, the pup decended from the trees, a figure of dark feathers resting on her golden-furred back. A friend, evidentally, found by chance. What the child lacked in hunter instincts, she seemed to make up for with empathy and compassion. The youthful bird -- a raven, marked by luxurious dark plumage and sharp eyes -- had found himself in a spot of bother, tangled up in vines. A landing mishap, the pup figures. Or something.
Now that he was fully recovered, Suvi excitedly brought him out into the sun, eager to show him around. Since he seemed to have decided to stick by her side despite his recovered health, he ought to know the island she called home. Maybe one day, he can see my actual home. She loved the island, but the sea frightened her at times since her shipwrecked arrival, and she missed the green, open meadows where her siblings lived. Well. She quite liked living with her father, at least, since they'd been separated for so long. Maybe through her friend -- Fiachra the mute girl called him -- she could reach her siblings somehow.
For now, she felt quite content in her place here. A warm yellow glow radiated off her fur as she dropped into a playful crouch as Fiachra hopped onto the sand. He seemed more incline to exploring than playing for the moment though, and soon the minnow began tailing him around the bay, tail wagging happily behind her.
[align=right]— mhaighdean uasal bhàn
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