06-19-2018, 01:43 PM
Leilan
Your beauty is beyond compare -
oh, if I could hear but one song from you
I shall hail thee Queen of Birds...
oh, if I could hear but one song from you
I shall hail thee Queen of Birds...
The field is not Leilan’s favourite place to hang around, favouring the meadow or the river mostly, as if the foliage there is more kind than the dry grass. Nevertheless it lies between Loess and Ischia, at least today where his favourite crossing off the islands takes him south mostly and not so much west. He picks up a scent he remembers from said island, and with a knowing smile he follows. She must have grown by now, the little predatory mermaid. He wonders what she’s become in his absence.
Oh, but Deiti appears to have changed indeed. The kelpie girl he spots from afar is accompanied by another horse, scaled like she - he wonders if he is family to her, or some other fishlike shifter. The girl they are talking to is rose gold, and he’s quick to enter the conversation. ”Now Deiti, don’t make the girl blush all over please.” he comments, sliding his body between the (unknown to him) kelpie man and the rosey girl. He looks them over, and smiles. ”Good day all.”
Oh, but Deiti appears to have changed indeed. The kelpie girl he spots from afar is accompanied by another horse, scaled like she - he wonders if he is family to her, or some other fishlike shifter. The girl they are talking to is rose gold, and he’s quick to enter the conversation. ”Now Deiti, don’t make the girl blush all over please.” he comments, sliding his body between the (unknown to him) kelpie man and the rosey girl. He looks them over, and smiles. ”Good day all.”
there's something here that doesn't make sense
let's go and poke it with a stick
let's go and poke it with a stick
@[Deiti] @[Ivar] @[Nesta]
Two things I know I can make: pretty kids, and people mad.
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