A TOUCH OF ORANGE OVER PURGATORY GRAY | meteor shower

[dovedeparture]

[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"]❥ The sound of an approach was the only thing that could coax her gaze into leaving the sky. She instantly recognized the form of Celestialrobbery, and a tiny grin played on her lips. She wondered if the scene that unfolded in the skies made the other feel similarly homesick. A part of her doubted that, for it seemed Celeste was just as comfortable on the ground as she had been in the heavens above. "You know, you look much better from far away, starshine," Dovedeparture laughed in answer. She nudged her friend in softer greeting before casting her gaze again to the meteor shower. "I've never seen anything like this before. I wonder, do the mortals always see things as amazing as this?"

Ivory ears swiveled as she heard a new voice. The angel turned to face the sound and was greeted with someone she had yet to meet. She noticed the feline's scent was a bit odd, like it didn't quite belong to the Typhoon, but she could smell hints of sea salt mingling with the mountains. Regardless, they seemed kind enough and enamored with the falling stars as well. "It is, isn't it?" the wildcat inquired, allowing another smile blossom across her maw. "I don't believe we've met. I'm Dovedeparture, but Dove or Dee is just fine. And I love your scarf - very nice with your color scheme, especially your eyes." The albino creature's own jade irises seemed to glint in the moonlight. Green was one of her preferred colors, and it was nice to see someone with similar tastes.

Another new scent, another new voice. Dove shifted her focus on the newest arrival, and her smile faltered slightly. The question had perplexed her, but when she saw the way Keona's eyes didn't seem to be focused directly on them, she was beginning to get the idea. "It's a meteor shower," the lynx answered. "Space rock and ice, falling into the atmosphere and burning up. It's like all the little lights in the sky - the stars - are coming down to meet us." It was almost as if the heavens were trying to return to her. Had it been true, she would have loved to catch them with outstretched arms. "What's your name? I'm Dovedeparture. If you like nicknames, though, you can call me Dove or even Dee."