04-21-2021, 06:24 PM
a little white light in a
sea gone black
sea gone black
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The massive bear freezes as soon as Oceane questions its identity, giving her the answer she was looking for even before he opens his bright eye and offers her a cheeky grin. His sharp incisors peek over the curve of his lips and his massive paw raises beside his ivory head to wave at her, goading a loud laugh from the pearlescent mare in response. She relaxes noticeably in his company, despite the current predatory form he holds, and by the time Leilan’s voice reaches her from a few yards away Oceane has allowed her tight smirk to loosen into something more casual and polite.
She meets the emerald gaze of the dragon-shifter eagerly and genteel laughter falls from her lavender maw at his greeting. “I’ll have to be sure to find Aquaria before I leave, it’s been far too long. But yes, I took a detour this time,” she explains with amusement, “I needed to see the portal for myself. Was that your magic?” she inquires, tone impressed ─ nevermind the fact that the mystical gateway had driven her to panic, she’s curious what else the Freyr of the Isle can accomplish outside of donning the skin of a wyvern.
On the topic of shifters, Oceane does a brief double-take as the ivory fur of the biped polar bear slowly dissipates and leaves behind the equine form of Ledger she’d met in the Meadow. She remains silent as Leilan turns his attention to her companion and introduces himself, taking the opportunity to watch Ledger’s shifting process curiously. Despite having been company to several shifters since her arrival in Beqanna nearly a decade ago, it still amazes her what their bodies can do ─ and how swiftly they can usually do it,
Ledger accepts his greeting from Leilan merrily, which coaxes a suspicious side-eye from the Loessian Queen. Perhaps she’d caught him on a grumpy day in the Meadow ─ while he had been polite and charming, he certainly hadn’t been giddy. She smirks slightly as she catches his gaze inspecting her own opaline frame, and attributes his good mood to the snow.
His coy response to Leilan’s question, however, catches her off-guard. Amused when she realizes that it gives the impression they had come together from Loess, Oceane quips back at Ledger, “I would have been surprised if you had found any cacti in the Meadow anyway, Ledger. I don’t believe it usually grows there,” before turning her warm amber eyes to Leilan, “I was hoping to bring you a few prickly pears, but the plants didn’t fare too well in the dark.” Her tone is playfully apologetic, accentuated by a rustle of her wings, before she falls into silence at Ledger’s grab for political knowledge.
Oceane bites at the inside of her cheek to suppress a grin and turns her amber gaze expectantly to Leilan, curious if he’ll question why the bear-shifter hadn’t simply asked his opaline companion for information on the kingdoms.
She meets the emerald gaze of the dragon-shifter eagerly and genteel laughter falls from her lavender maw at his greeting. “I’ll have to be sure to find Aquaria before I leave, it’s been far too long. But yes, I took a detour this time,” she explains with amusement, “I needed to see the portal for myself. Was that your magic?” she inquires, tone impressed ─ nevermind the fact that the mystical gateway had driven her to panic, she’s curious what else the Freyr of the Isle can accomplish outside of donning the skin of a wyvern.
On the topic of shifters, Oceane does a brief double-take as the ivory fur of the biped polar bear slowly dissipates and leaves behind the equine form of Ledger she’d met in the Meadow. She remains silent as Leilan turns his attention to her companion and introduces himself, taking the opportunity to watch Ledger’s shifting process curiously. Despite having been company to several shifters since her arrival in Beqanna nearly a decade ago, it still amazes her what their bodies can do ─ and how swiftly they can usually do it,
Ledger accepts his greeting from Leilan merrily, which coaxes a suspicious side-eye from the Loessian Queen. Perhaps she’d caught him on a grumpy day in the Meadow ─ while he had been polite and charming, he certainly hadn’t been giddy. She smirks slightly as she catches his gaze inspecting her own opaline frame, and attributes his good mood to the snow.
His coy response to Leilan’s question, however, catches her off-guard. Amused when she realizes that it gives the impression they had come together from Loess, Oceane quips back at Ledger, “I would have been surprised if you had found any cacti in the Meadow anyway, Ledger. I don’t believe it usually grows there,” before turning her warm amber eyes to Leilan, “I was hoping to bring you a few prickly pears, but the plants didn’t fare too well in the dark.” Her tone is playfully apologetic, accentuated by a rustle of her wings, before she falls into silence at Ledger’s grab for political knowledge.
Oceane bites at the inside of her cheek to suppress a grin and turns her amber gaze expectantly to Leilan, curious if he’ll question why the bear-shifter hadn’t simply asked his opaline companion for information on the kingdoms.
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@[Leilan] & @[Ledger]
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@[Leilan] & @[Ledger]
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i must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
and all i ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by
and all i ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by