"We stand upon the precipice of change. The world fears the inevitable plummet into the abyss. Watch for that moment and when it comes, do not hesitate to leap. It is only when you fall that you learn whether you can fly."
-- Flemeth, Dragon Age II
He was with her through the portal, she could feel him until she suddenly couldn't. One moment he's there, keeping her protected and the next she's falling. A squeal erupts from her lips, wings that had been folded and holding onto the newly hatched fox instinctively unfurl. Elgar'nan's claws scratch at her back and shoulders before he slips from his perch between her wings, tumbling off on his own. She is too preoccupied trying to slow her descent that she doesn't notice his yelp as he hits the ground, his small form rolling a few times before growing still. Bella hasn't learned to fly just yet so her wings don't work exactly the way she expects them to. Flailing, the girl hits the ground with a thud and a sharp exhale of breath. The jolt of the impact leaves her feeling like her whole body is ringing. Disoriented, the yearling lays still on the ground of this new place - the little fox a few feet away, breathing and alive but momentarily unconscious. She isn't certain how much time passes before she begins to feel capable of moving again but she is distinctly aware of being alone (at least, as alone as one can get in this strange place).
The girl eases herself back up onto her hooves and winces. For a moment, she focuses on flexing and testing her limbs, stretching her wings a bit before tucking them back against her sides. By the time she truly shifts to look around her, her soft green gaze is met by smoke, mist, dark gnarled trees draped in vines, and odd neon eyes blinking in and out of the shadows. With a more optimistic mindset, it might have the potential to be almost pretty but it is rather hard to be completely optimistic under these particular conditions. Instead of dwelling on the creep factor of this new place, she shifts her attention to the two far more important individuals that should be nearby. "Daddy?" she asks almost pensively, her voice steady despite the tiny seed of fear settling deep in her core. "Daddy, where are you?"
But he doesn't respond and from where she stands, peering into the surrounding darkness, she doesn't see any trace of the Golden Prince. With a small huff of breath, she shifts her attention to the small fox - only now does she realize she cannot sense him the way she could mere moments after he hatched. Bella feels a tendril of panic seep into her thoughts. What if he didn't make it? What if he was killed in the fall? Her knowledge of the bond they share is small enough that she cannot answer those questions. Her anxiety builds, spreading and leaving her panicked as she scans the foreign grounds for the pale form of Elgar'nan.
As she shifts and moves, his pale form soon becomes visible. The slight movement of his sides as his breath enters and leaves his lungs is subtle enough that she doesn't notice it immediately. "ELGAR'NAN!" she shouts without caution, rushing to his side as quickly and carefully as she can. Once beside him, she lowers her nose to his small body. Relief floods her when she finds him warm and still breathing. She nuzzles him softly, pleased to see him gently stir. For now, she can breathe again but she won't know how injured he is until he wakes and her missing father still lingers at the back of her mind.
bellanaris
daughter of the sea soul and the golden prince |
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background credit; portrait credit
Bellanaris Transfer
SWP Participant
Magics:
**SAFE** :: [ Magic: EarthxSpark | Can transform into a reddish-brown dragon. ]
:: [ Restrictions | Immobilized for 10 sec. ]
Enchanted items
{*] None\n \nRift-god / Kaos items\n{*} None\n \nAmulets : \n[*} 0
Companion/s :
**SAFE** Elgar'nan - Fennec Fox
Date Obtained: July 13, 2017
Birthdate: Mid Drench 1173
Normal Items:
:: [ Item: Vertebra | Tail vertebra from lizard. ]
:: [ Item: Dagger | Offensive. Small carved bone dagger with a red suede leather wrap around hilt. ]
:: [ Item: Dagger Sheath | A small leather sheath. ]
Species change (if applicable) : N/A
Requests: Have some fun! She's sort of intended to become a kind of 'witch of the wilds' with a bit of a benevolent twist. Motherly and protective but also somewhat cryptic. Also, elvish influences. But yeah, mutations and stuff are fun.
The Portal
