09-01-2026, 01:56 PM
Starbry
Life has been more than interesting for Starbry. She's endured more in the past couple of years than she had her entire life before that. Curses, ghouls, friends and enemies. And children. Somewhere in Beqanna her twins were likely bickering back and forth, V tormenting W until she burst away in a flash of starlight. Kids. Despite it all, she had remained her quiet self. Perhaps a little more confident, a little more mentally and emotionally stronger, but still the soft-hearted girl she had always been.
She was bathing her bones in the moonlight, a cosmic glow surrounding her with wings made of glowing energy settled along her skeleton. It took quite some time, but she had finally come to terms with her nightly form. Every evening when the sun disappeared and her bay and blue hide and hair went with it, she embraced the change, surrounding herself in the comforting cosmic aura. Starbry was debating trying to find her mischievous children when the scent of smoke struck her. Initially she didn't pay any mind to it, beqanna is a funny place, and then it struck her that W could probably use starlight to start a fire, and was possibly that fed up with her sister's antics.
A growing glow ahead guided her beneath the star riddled sky, enhanced significantly by the infrared vision. Typically, she would glance upwards to count the stars as she made her way across the meadow, but the thought of the twins burning down half of Beqanna had her much too worried. As she neared, she realized that it was not the twins, or anyone she recognized. She stopped for a moment as the cat and the other stranger settled near the fire. The cat dropped a rabbit, the newest stranger mentioned something about a permit, and Starbry was suddenly moving forwards again, bones clacking beneath her aura as she neared the trio and the ever-growing flames.
She stopped and raised her skull skywards, "Please tell me this isn't some ritualistic sacrifice." She muttered, suddenly second guessing her decision to proceed towards the group.
She was bathing her bones in the moonlight, a cosmic glow surrounding her with wings made of glowing energy settled along her skeleton. It took quite some time, but she had finally come to terms with her nightly form. Every evening when the sun disappeared and her bay and blue hide and hair went with it, she embraced the change, surrounding herself in the comforting cosmic aura. Starbry was debating trying to find her mischievous children when the scent of smoke struck her. Initially she didn't pay any mind to it, beqanna is a funny place, and then it struck her that W could probably use starlight to start a fire, and was possibly that fed up with her sister's antics.
A growing glow ahead guided her beneath the star riddled sky, enhanced significantly by the infrared vision. Typically, she would glance upwards to count the stars as she made her way across the meadow, but the thought of the twins burning down half of Beqanna had her much too worried. As she neared, she realized that it was not the twins, or anyone she recognized. She stopped for a moment as the cat and the other stranger settled near the fire. The cat dropped a rabbit, the newest stranger mentioned something about a permit, and Starbry was suddenly moving forwards again, bones clacking beneath her aura as she neared the trio and the ever-growing flames.
She stopped and raised her skull skywards, "Please tell me this isn't some ritualistic sacrifice." She muttered, suddenly second guessing her decision to proceed towards the group.
i have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night