05-28-2018, 04:39 AM
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05-28-2018, 04:39 AM
06-19-2018, 04:08 AM
VALKYRIE She stood in the storm
In truth, Valkyrie had no interest whatsoever in obtaining a male sort of sibling, a slave, however, one that would grovel and do her bidding was a far more gratifying concept. Nevertheless, her thoughts had moved on. Aside from a unanimous chuckle, the pastel-pelted girl offered little more insight as to the inner workings of that thought. The conversation moved along smoothly, comfortably, though it appeared her coloured companion had not altogether gathered the meaning of the next query. Striking eyes narrowed as she calculated the clearest explanation. “I mean…like friends, foes,” rosy lips began gently, dressed in a smile with the potential to soothe back any surge of hesitation for the topic—Valkyrie considered Kiada to be a friend, she was after all female. “Do groups exist here, rivals…” Such enlightenment would suit her enormously and she gazed enquiringly at the other who had, by then, swivelled part of herself to converse, it seemed, more closely. It would be well to know whose cause attracted Kiada’s loyalty. —but the young Shieldmaiden too was growing restless. The long, bound, white tail draped through the shining water behind, twitched one way and then the other. The heart beating within her craved to move forward, away, on with whatever adventure she’d plunged into and become trapped within. Fidgeting ears swivelled as the other’s words dwindled into peaceful silence, but Valkyrie had no interest in revelling in quietude. “I’m afraid I must move on,” she sighed softly when it seemed at last appropriate, intending to emanate a sense of regret before the other. “Thank you for your advice, Kiada. Should you ever need my service, please call for me. I'd be honoured...” How she might do that in such a vast, ridiculous world was an obstacle the other would need to deal with if the chance ever arose, mind you—though Valkyrie’s stark eyes did venture after the feathered form of the enslaved avian. and when the wind did not blow her way, she adjusted her sails. |
06-19-2018, 06:52 AM
06-21-2018, 01:10 AM
VALKYRIE She stood in the storm
The strikingly coloured and by all other accounts intimidating looking vulture who murmured against the waning note of their voices, a sound that she felt lacked worth or sense, yet intrigued her further; his possession, the concept that he was beneath the control of his owner’s thought and desire, was a fascination she just couldn’t shake. Eyes, icy-blue and glittering with intent, traced the vision of her own slender, white curves beneath the tender clasp of those otherwise deadly looking talons and her mind revelled vainly in an imagined scenario of their coupled capacity. With a slave, Valkyrie presumed she would invulnerable. Invincible if she could convince this stupid Rift to grant her magic… “Thank you,” Valkyrie was mumbling all the while, forequarters already swivelling towards the bank of sand which wove away between the gleaming water—though she was grateful enough for the gesture, the bold, brazen Shieldmaiden doubted need of her own would arise. Severing the stare and forcing the distraction of her future from thought, her eyes briefly grazed the horned face of the other female. The light smile her rosy lips had adopted for the moment appeared to miss their target; Kiada’s own pale blue gaze had driven a course towards the heavens. Unbothered, the paler of the two shrugged her slim shoulders and stepped from the other’s fond company, into a wind that seemed all at once to blow colder. Turning towards the west (though the horizon in every direction available appeared discouragingly identical), Valkyrie began to fit the new, mutated pieces of her plan into place. Hopefully, she would find others soon to bolster her cause. and when the wind did not blow her way, she adjusted her sails. |
I really enjoyed writing with you and Kiada <3 She is an amazing character!
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