07-22-2015, 09:15 AM
and when I breathed, my breath was lightning
The girl is energetic and curious, it seems, something that Rhy always likes. The Jungle is an energetic and curious place to live, after all. The wildlife there is endless, and watching the monkeys alone could keep one occupied for days. Rhy, personally, finds herself passing the time with some of the Jungle cats, though they all climb trees where Rhy does not. Half the time they end up leaving her on the ground, though the spirit of the Amazon sometimes finds her then. A child still, and one that likes to play more than she might have expected from a goddess.
Another mare joins them in dramatic fashion, and Rhy knows Camrynn on sight. Of course. Magicians have a flair for the dramatic, particularly this one. Not that Rhy can blame her, because Rhy had her own flair. She was often sparking as she walked through the Jungle, or prowling in cat form, or teleporting herself around. Not only was it all handy, it was fun, and truthfully, her traits were so much a part of her that she couldn’t imagine not using them.
Nebibi had introduced herself, and Tyrna is silent for the moment. But Rhy’s already latched on to the fact that girl can turn invisible too, and she can’t help but grin. “Guess it’s a party then,” she says as she disappears from view. There’s no fanfare about it, no putting on of some cloak. She’s simply there one minute and gone the next. She reappears in a moment as quickly as she had disappeared, though she hadn’t bothered to move.
“What is it you can do, exactly? If you don’t mind my asking, of course.” Rhy isn’t here to pry. The girl can tell her as little or as much as she likes, but Rhy is interested. Particularly because Nebibi seemed fond of her own gift, and it was always nice to play with the talents they were given. Rhy waits for a response before launching into the business of homes. It’s why they are all here, of course, but it could wait for a few moments at least.
“If you are looking for the home, the Jungle can certainly offer you one. We are a Sisterhood, through and through, and the Sisters will become your family. We do pledge ourselves to the kingdom, but not until you feel you are ready. So you can come and see what you think and leave without any repercussions. Just some sweat. I admit, it’s a hot place to live. But you get used to it. Mostly.” She chuckles slightly. It was always hot, and while it no longer bothered Rhy, she wouldn’t pretend it wasn’t still hot.
Another mare joins them in dramatic fashion, and Rhy knows Camrynn on sight. Of course. Magicians have a flair for the dramatic, particularly this one. Not that Rhy can blame her, because Rhy had her own flair. She was often sparking as she walked through the Jungle, or prowling in cat form, or teleporting herself around. Not only was it all handy, it was fun, and truthfully, her traits were so much a part of her that she couldn’t imagine not using them.
Nebibi had introduced herself, and Tyrna is silent for the moment. But Rhy’s already latched on to the fact that girl can turn invisible too, and she can’t help but grin. “Guess it’s a party then,” she says as she disappears from view. There’s no fanfare about it, no putting on of some cloak. She’s simply there one minute and gone the next. She reappears in a moment as quickly as she had disappeared, though she hadn’t bothered to move.
“What is it you can do, exactly? If you don’t mind my asking, of course.” Rhy isn’t here to pry. The girl can tell her as little or as much as she likes, but Rhy is interested. Particularly because Nebibi seemed fond of her own gift, and it was always nice to play with the talents they were given. Rhy waits for a response before launching into the business of homes. It’s why they are all here, of course, but it could wait for a few moments at least.
“If you are looking for the home, the Jungle can certainly offer you one. We are a Sisterhood, through and through, and the Sisters will become your family. We do pledge ourselves to the kingdom, but not until you feel you are ready. So you can come and see what you think and leave without any repercussions. Just some sweat. I admit, it’s a hot place to live. But you get used to it. Mostly.” She chuckles slightly. It was always hot, and while it no longer bothered Rhy, she wouldn’t pretend it wasn’t still hot.
rhy
the electric lioness of riagan and rayelle
