08-27-2019, 06:07 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; color;"]As golden eyes met vivid green ones, Etherealgate attempted something she never had before: a smile. The gesture felt odd and misplaced upon her features, but she hoped it was a sign of her goodwill nevertheless. At least these creatures are not hostile sinners, She thought, a wave of approval washing over her, Though one being does not hardly speak for the rest of them. The amended thought dismissed her approval but she was determined to remain somewhat optimistic about the remainder of the clan. Maybe in this case, one being would speak volumes about everyone else.
"Etherealgate. I've chosen to be called Etherealgate," She finally offered, remembering her own manners. She did not often interact with those who occupied warm, mortal bodies (except to bring them to deliverance) and possessed the tendency to forget her courtesies every so often. She was interested in this Dovedeparture though, with her white fur and angelic wings that almost made her seem like an angel come to earth herself. Almost. Something twisted inside of her, an identifiable emotion that she had rarely – if ever – come across over the duration of her relatively short life. She chose to ignore it for now, instead focusing her attention on another.
Where Dove appeared poised and restrained, Celeste was a vivid and untamed flame in comparison. "Chaos embodied?" She mused, trying out a laugh, "Than surely you haven't met me yet." It was perhaps her first attempt at humor but Eth felt as if she succeeded. She was chaotic, just as she was right and good. Her soul was balanced as all things should be, but that didn't stop her from wanting to partake in some of the fun as well. "I'm Etherealgate," The black serval paused for a moment, considering. One went by Dove and the other Celeste, so it seemed like a regular practice to shorten names. "You can call me Eth however."
(this was also written over like three days because i have no idea how to write anymore)
"Etherealgate. I've chosen to be called Etherealgate," She finally offered, remembering her own manners. She did not often interact with those who occupied warm, mortal bodies (except to bring them to deliverance) and possessed the tendency to forget her courtesies every so often. She was interested in this Dovedeparture though, with her white fur and angelic wings that almost made her seem like an angel come to earth herself. Almost. Something twisted inside of her, an identifiable emotion that she had rarely – if ever – come across over the duration of her relatively short life. She chose to ignore it for now, instead focusing her attention on another.
Where Dove appeared poised and restrained, Celeste was a vivid and untamed flame in comparison. "Chaos embodied?" She mused, trying out a laugh, "Than surely you haven't met me yet." It was perhaps her first attempt at humor but Eth felt as if she succeeded. She was chaotic, just as she was right and good. Her soul was balanced as all things should be, but that didn't stop her from wanting to partake in some of the fun as well. "I'm Etherealgate," The black serval paused for a moment, considering. One went by Dove and the other Celeste, so it seemed like a regular practice to shorten names. "You can call me Eth however."
(this was also written over like three days because i have no idea how to write anymore)