08-12-2019, 12:53 AM
[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 70%; min-height: 9px; font-family:; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; padding: 20px"]❥ Dovedeparture cast a sideways glance at her companion, a perfect smile painted upon her soft features. "Tell me, north star, where are we headed again? The Cyclone?" The name felt funny as it fell from her lips, and she didn't doubt the name was incorrect. Whatever Celestialrobbery answered, the lynx would laugh off with ease and claim she was testing her friend's memory. She figured it wouldn't much matter whether she got the name right or wrong until after the pair joined. For now, as they scuttled across the ancient railroad, she could afford a faux pas.
Despite the carefree demeanor, a sense of foreboding rested inside of her. The last time she had been a part of something greater than herself, she had been looked down upon and ultimately cast out. She had been deemed unworthy; her wings, clipped. They had threatened to remove them, pristine feather by pristine feather, but ever the smooth talker, Dove had worked out a deal: let her keep her wings and she would prove herself deserving of them.
And that was when she had met Celestialrobbery. Celeste was a fallen star, cast from the heavens, and when she gazed upon the feline, she felt less alone. From that moment onward, Dove decided to stick with Celeste, to watch over her, to guide her.
"I don't think it's much longer now," she noted, motioning to the space between the railroad and the large, looming island. "Pick up the pace, starshine. We've got friends to meet and places to see." A teasing tone had crept into her words as she chided her traveling partner on her slower gait. Without waiting for a response, Dovedeparture hurried for the concrete slab where she would come to a halt.
Despite the carefree demeanor, a sense of foreboding rested inside of her. The last time she had been a part of something greater than herself, she had been looked down upon and ultimately cast out. She had been deemed unworthy; her wings, clipped. They had threatened to remove them, pristine feather by pristine feather, but ever the smooth talker, Dove had worked out a deal: let her keep her wings and she would prove herself deserving of them.
And that was when she had met Celestialrobbery. Celeste was a fallen star, cast from the heavens, and when she gazed upon the feline, she felt less alone. From that moment onward, Dove decided to stick with Celeste, to watch over her, to guide her.
"I don't think it's much longer now," she noted, motioning to the space between the railroad and the large, looming island. "Pick up the pace, starshine. We've got friends to meet and places to see." A teasing tone had crept into her words as she chided her traveling partner on her slower gait. Without waiting for a response, Dovedeparture hurried for the concrete slab where she would come to a halt.
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[glow=black,200,600]but i broke my wings for you[/glow]
[div style=" font-family:; arial black; text-align: center"]dovedeparture | crewmate | the typhoon | tags
[glow=black,1,100]i smiled as you untied our love for good