02-23-2019, 12:18 PM
[div style="width: 450px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt;"]— shouldn't have done it now there's blood in the water
The faerie had not been searching for his wayward niece, although he'd quickly grown alerted to her lack of presence. Like his own daughter, Suvi stood out a bit, as one of the youth and of adventurous tendencies. She wandered often. He had assumed, as he imagined his brothers did, she got lost somewhere in the jungle. Perhaps scent trail said otherwise but... Well, she was just a pup.
Or had been.
Glowing he easily attributed to the child. As well as golden fur, which was an unusual color for an arctic fox, which was the little creature before him, if he had good eyes. Elijah made quick deductions as well and he found himself losing doubt. Instead, curiosity rose to its place. Fascinating.
For those eyes did not match hers -- or perhaps they did, just barely, as hers had once been brown, not brown and blue. A dire wolf was a far stretch from an arctic fox. She seemed a little older too. Completely fascinating. Then another matter; she carried the scent of someplace far and... Something earthy too, something herbal.
"I do believe this is my niece I'm looking at," the endfield ventured, lips curling into a faint, wry, smile. Teasing and truly intrigued by the concept of whatever change had befallen the silent child he'd known.
[align=right]word of mouth there's a snake in the garden — SÉAMUS Ó FAOLÁIN ☠
The faerie had not been searching for his wayward niece, although he'd quickly grown alerted to her lack of presence. Like his own daughter, Suvi stood out a bit, as one of the youth and of adventurous tendencies. She wandered often. He had assumed, as he imagined his brothers did, she got lost somewhere in the jungle. Perhaps scent trail said otherwise but... Well, she was just a pup.
Or had been.
Glowing he easily attributed to the child. As well as golden fur, which was an unusual color for an arctic fox, which was the little creature before him, if he had good eyes. Elijah made quick deductions as well and he found himself losing doubt. Instead, curiosity rose to its place. Fascinating.
For those eyes did not match hers -- or perhaps they did, just barely, as hers had once been brown, not brown and blue. A dire wolf was a far stretch from an arctic fox. She seemed a little older too. Completely fascinating. Then another matter; she carried the scent of someplace far and... Something earthy too, something herbal.
"I do believe this is my niece I'm looking at," the endfield ventured, lips curling into a faint, wry, smile. Teasing and truly intrigued by the concept of whatever change had befallen the silent child he'd known.
[align=right]word of mouth there's a snake in the garden — SÉAMUS Ó FAOLÁIN ☠
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