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Post by falconkai on Jul 7, 2012 5:17:58 GMT -5
Auri prowled along the rooftops of the merchant's market. The moon high above Gwellian, setting the buildings in a pale white light as she prowled across the rooftops a half harp strapped across her her small back. Sniffing she cautiously looked out from her curtain of hair, her pale eyes shining in the dark as she spied a pale shape walking along the streets below.
Tilting her ears up she continued her walk until she reached an overhanging in one of the market warehouses. Sitting down quietly, she spied around cautiously before pulling the half harp of her back and began to play a simple melody to warm up.
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Post by ipanther on Jul 7, 2012 5:41:28 GMT -5
Althaia: The dainty white she-cat of the Velwyn family, orange paint below her eyes, crept by the empty streets of the market, making her way home from a day filled of nature and plant collecting. She was tired, but she knew better than to sit in one place to long, she had been robbed just the other day by some no good flea bags who stole a good majority of her potions and she hadn't seen them after that, she wasn't in the best mood at the moment. The little healer had a small smile on her face though, luckily she had kept a secret stash of healing plants and herbs in the forest that she nurtured and fed, watered when she felt they needed her help, just so they would grow stronger and bigger so she pick them sooner and make more potions out of them. At the moment, she had a whole bag full of new fresh collected herbs, the problem was taking that and using alchemy and making potions and elixirs out of it. Suddenly out of the cold night air around the cloaked white she-cat the amazing noise of music, a sudden tune played loud and clear, warming the chilly moonlight air. Althaia purred, enjoying the magical music that flowed into her ears, making her heart skip to the rhythmic. She looked around but caught sight of the cats responsible on the roof of a building. Althaia wasnt one to draw attention to herself but she was curious to this musician. "Hello up there." she called up, her voice pretty and soft like a cooing of a dove, she wants one to be very loud either. She hoped the dark cat noticed her.
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Post by falconkai on Jul 7, 2012 5:48:05 GMT -5
Auri gasped and looked down pale eyes wide and ghostlike in fright as the pale cat noticed her. Crouching down swiftly she began to babble as she became more terrified. "Are you Ghost? Moon? Star?" Auri squeaked, peering down from her perch, only her ears and eyes peeking out.
Terrified Auri's breathing came in ragged, panicked breaths. As her fur stood up on end and she peeked down at the ghost-fur-cat that was looking up at her with yellow-sun eyes. "Or maybe your Thunder?" She squeaked, sniffing the air experimentally only to smell the scent of plants and herbs.
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Post by ipanther on Jul 7, 2012 6:04:35 GMT -5
Althaia: The white cat frowned, noticing how afraid this cat appeared to be of her. "Um... Im not Thunder, or ghost, or any of those things." She smiled faintly sitting down on the dirt road. She waited impenitently for the she-cat on the roof to relax a little, it was strange enough to see a cat more skittish than herself. "I-Im Althaia, a healer, and you must be a musician?" she asked out loud, trying to start a conversation but the darker she-cat seemed very skittish, she wasn't sure she would reply to the white cat below. Her ears that always were down flicked as the wind ruffled her hair, making her shiver.
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Post by falconkai on Jul 7, 2012 6:19:22 GMT -5
Auri's ears flicked upward, a healer? "So your Light?" She squeaked, in more excitement than fear. As she slid down to a lower part of the warehouse roof, feeling a tiny bit more comfortable. "I am Willow, Widow and Broken-Tree. But the Brittle Bone calls me Auri..." She squeaked in her quiet voice as she slowly creeped down the rooftops. "Do you know Brittle Bone? His leg is tied to a stick-splint." She squeaked, thinking that maybe this healer could help the tom that let her stay in the attic.
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Post by ipanther on Jul 7, 2012 6:28:16 GMT -5
Althaia: She was having a hard time understand the odd speech the pretty dark she-cat had, different but unique. She smiled and shyly waved, "Hello Auri, its good to meet you." She wanted to ask why she called herself the Widow, willow, and broken tree. "Brittle bones." The she cat said as though a question thinking of someone she knew- than it hit her like a toss of a pie at a unaware victim. Althaia giggled, "Brittle bones? Your talking about Avery correct?" She asked liking all these silly names. "Can you play more music, your very talented." She purred asking politely, "Please?"
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Post by falconkai on Jul 7, 2012 6:47:06 GMT -5
Auri grinned, "Yes, Brittle-Bone has stick-splint leg. He let's me stay in the rafters. I like the rafters, I'm closer to the Wind's name, the Moon's eye and the Son of None." She mewed, before titling her head sideways at the she-cats question about music. Before tilting back her head to look at the moon in thought, her pale eyes in clear view as the veil of hair drifted away from her face. Looking back at the she-cat. Auri scratched her ear. "If you help Brittle-Bone you can come to the rafter and hear my Wind-Music. But for now. I will sing one song." She babbled quietly before pulling out the half harp that hung from her back. Before beginning to sing a in a sweet voice. Out of the mist of history,
He'll come again,
Sailing on ships across the sea,
To a wounded Nation ,
Signs of a saviour,
Like fire on the water,
It's what we prayed for,
One of our own,
Just wait,
Though wide he may roam,
Always,
A hero comes home,
He goes where no one has gone ,
But always ,
A hero comes home,
Deep in the heart of darkness sparks ,
A dream of light,
Surrounded by hopelessness ,
He finds the will to fight ,
There's no surrender,
Always remember,
It doesn't end here,
We're not alone, |
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Post by ipanther on Jul 7, 2012 6:59:42 GMT -5
Althaia: Like it was on cue, the wind picked up, ruffling Althaia's hair and fur and forcing her to crouch to the ground, carrying the sound of the musicians voice with it. She looked up, golden eyes stairing at her like she was just told a ghost story. The dainty she-cat shivered, "Its sounds like a scary prophecy if you ask me." She muttered softly to herself. Althaia looked at the dark she-cat, "I will have to come and hear more soon, Avery-" She began but shook her head, "Brittle bones is a friend of mine, Im sure he wouldnt mind me stopping by to say hello and hear another song, your really good." She complimented liking the voice of this stranger.
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Post by falconkai on Jul 7, 2012 7:10:04 GMT -5
Auri nodded and stepped out of the shadows revealing herself and her eyes that where even paler that Avery's in the moonlight. "It is not prophecy but searching for the name of the wind." She smiled revealing small white teeth. "One day I will find it's name and the wind will be both my friend and guardian." She smiled even wider. "And thank you, I hope you find the name of Bone. It will follow the Kind Ones will and heal the brittle and injured." She murmured with a nod. Before pulling out a small purple flower from the strap that held her half harp. "This belongs to the Moon, it heals broken hearts. Use it in a potion of water and nettle and it will heal an calm the most broken heart. Much more than any soothing."
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Post by ipanther on Jul 7, 2012 7:25:23 GMT -5
Althaia: Auri seemed like a different sort, like she was form somewhere where things were far different than there, like almost a different time in fact. Althaia watched her as she continued, her voice carrying the words like silk, knowing what to say a though she repeated this a thousand times. Althaia smiled, "Name of Bone?" she repeated not understanding the pretty riddles the she-cat spoke. She watched as she pulled the flower from her strap. Giving it to Althaia. She had never seen such a flower, such a plant in her life, A stunning purple shade, that seemed to glitter in the moonlight. "Healer of broken hearts" She repeated feeling like she was being placed back in school, learning something entirely new, so strange and different. She felt the need to trust the stranger on her words, she didnt appear to be a lying sort. Althaia looked up, "How does it heal and clam a broken heart?" She asked curious as a kitten to the outside world.
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Post by falconkai on Jul 7, 2012 7:48:19 GMT -5
Auri smiled, "The flower petals calms the mind and heart, they will sleep like the sons and not screech at stitches and bone setting. The leaves will calm the rapid beating of the heart that runs. And the stem and roots stop the bleeding of the cut, stab and burn that runs the flowing red turned brown." She mewed, her pale eyes looking up from under a hood of dark curling fur.
"It is nothing compared to the name of something..." She smiled, her tail sweeping the ground. "I grasp for the name of Wind, in learning it's name I will call it's breath to fell enemies, carry songs across worlds... Did you not feel it breathe gently when I grasped with the harp strings song?" She mewed, tilting her head to the side. "But the names of these things are hard to find and Bone is the most terribly furious."
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Post by ipanther on Jul 7, 2012 8:38:23 GMT -5
Althaia: The white dainty she-cat tilted her head in confusion, "The name of somthing?" she questioned, "I dont understand, how can a name have so much power?" She asked again. "its just a name, a word, it doesnt mean anything other than an identification." She pointed out tail flicking wanting to understand this strangers ways. "How did you find this plant? Where did you find it?" She wanted to pull her own experiments on it as well, perhaps give one to the Velwyn family for study, they would appreciate the new find.
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Post by falconkai on Jul 7, 2012 9:00:49 GMT -5
Auri frowned, slightly irritated at the she-cat's fooling. "Those are names given to the wind and stone by others...But not the ones I speak of. I speak of the name the wind gave itself before it could be named by any other..." She mewed, looking up at the white furred she-cat. in the pale light.
"But as for the flowers, no. These are my secret. You can have this one but... The rest belong to the Moon's eye and I won't take away her Sons of None without her wish." She explained, shaking her head and smiling meekly as she sank into thought.
Auri reached out a paw to touch the pale she-cat's face, "Now I can remember what you look like. I hate remembering blurry shapes..." She huffed.
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Post by ipanther on Jul 7, 2012 9:10:46 GMT -5
Althaia: Despite what little she knew of this stranger, she greatly respected her for her depth. She had an oldness to her, that made you think she could be from an entirely different time period, and Althaia felt as though she was gaining knowledge from the cat who knew far more than herself, and she would respect the fact she may not have any more but one flower *which she was afraid would wilt soon if she didnt make it into something fast* and that she believed in a stronger meaning to nature and its quality's, thinking they had names for themselves before cats could claim it as their own. Althaia dipped her head, "Thank you, I hope one day, I grow to understand as you do." she replied her voice still soft like a doves. She shivered at the cats touch, as she looked at her face. "Its hard to miss me, im a very light color." She smiled, she hardly said cocky things like that.
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Post by falconkai on Jul 7, 2012 9:18:48 GMT -5
Smiling, Auri spoke quietly, "I've got to go see Brittle-Bone now, I promised to show him wind music." She smiled happily, pulling the half-harp into it's sling and over her shoulder with dainty paws. Before padding away quietly into the night. A quiet song ghosting along until it was swept away into silence by the wind.
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