04-09-2021, 04:36 PM
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Despite the fact she had not interacted with the dragon that often, and the fact she could barely remember shit she ought to, Arrow did remember Bai Shi. Granted, it was hard to forget such a face on such a creature, she only crossed paths with one other dragon that she remembered, and that was Delilah. The pink woman she could have affectionately claimed as her own sibling still made her heart ache when her memory wandered back to an earlier time for her, before everyone died and vanished and the rest went to total shit. As far as Bai Shi, she had a decent recollection of the war god, meeting them once or twice, maybe more than that, a calm and polite thing, even when Tanglewood had questioned the Rosebloods over a strange string of murders back in the day. Interesting times. However, they had been lost to time, or so she believed, and Arrow would have marked them down as just another face buried beneath a broken string of things come and gone, and all that jazz. Turns out, as usual it felt like, she was wrong, and not only was she wrong, Bai had wandered their way to the swamp she called home, but with no Rosebloods behind them.
The yawn nearly startled her, the volume certainly carried through the air in a manner she was not used to. Having attempted to continue her one woman hunting party that she'd been at for days now, trying to keep her people fed and cared for despite the constant dread hanging over her head that another one would be next to whatever brutal bad luck ripped their stability out from under them, Arrow's attention was pulled away from her lack of a prey target at the sounds by the beach. With no caution, no sense or hint of care taken in the event a new threat was just around the corner, the cheetah pushed past the foliage that separated the beach and the swamp itself, green eyes squinted in a mix of tired agitation and inquisitiveness, finding not another bloodthirsty aggressor but a golden dragon of impressive size, a long body she had no intention of coming across anymore, if only because she had no reason to believe he was still alive. Perhaps, and only perhaps it was because he was also a familiar presence from a time long forgotten, Arrow felt a strange sense of relief to see them even though she could only call the god a mere acquaintance. It hit her suddenly that perhaps they wouldn't remember her as she remembered them, she didn't find herself to be so memorable after all, and carried a very different form than the one she bothered everyone with prior to her death, though it's coloration had mutated and pulled away at itself until it matched the chocolate brown of her birth body, if anything she hoped that would jog the memory of the dragon. "Bai Shi? It's...it's Arrow. What are you doing here?"
[align=right][sup][sup]template © tikki[/sup][/sup]The yawn nearly startled her, the volume certainly carried through the air in a manner she was not used to. Having attempted to continue her one woman hunting party that she'd been at for days now, trying to keep her people fed and cared for despite the constant dread hanging over her head that another one would be next to whatever brutal bad luck ripped their stability out from under them, Arrow's attention was pulled away from her lack of a prey target at the sounds by the beach. With no caution, no sense or hint of care taken in the event a new threat was just around the corner, the cheetah pushed past the foliage that separated the beach and the swamp itself, green eyes squinted in a mix of tired agitation and inquisitiveness, finding not another bloodthirsty aggressor but a golden dragon of impressive size, a long body she had no intention of coming across anymore, if only because she had no reason to believe he was still alive. Perhaps, and only perhaps it was because he was also a familiar presence from a time long forgotten, Arrow felt a strange sense of relief to see them even though she could only call the god a mere acquaintance. It hit her suddenly that perhaps they wouldn't remember her as she remembered them, she didn't find herself to be so memorable after all, and carried a very different form than the one she bothered everyone with prior to her death, though it's coloration had mutated and pulled away at itself until it matched the chocolate brown of her birth body, if anything she hoped that would jog the memory of the dragon. "Bai Shi? It's...it's Arrow. What are you doing here?"