Siren's Summit
K'yarie
The cry of another caused her head to turn, slow and graceful. Titled just so as her glowing orbs took in the dirty form of the mare as she ran after her. Her long, elegant strides slowed to allow the smaller woman to catch up. When she did so the star-kissed being would slow to a stop. Her movements were unhurried, like the movement of a cloud as it drifted across the sea of stars. Even as she glided to a halt her phantasmal mane and tail would continue to stream outward. The gaseous forms waving and drifting with a hypnotic movement. The stardust within them glittering.
Upon her being the galaxy continued to move, as alive as the heavens above. Some had whispered that her pelt reflected the heavens of another world. For the constellations were unlike any seen within their own sky. Others thought it was a map of her very soul, its fathomless depths and beauty on display for the world to see. Or perhaps it was simply the touch of her vanity magic that painted this unknown universe upon her being, reflecting nothing more than the magic of the rift itself? It was a mystery that would forever remained unsolved, a tantalizing question that stirred the more romantic or curious hearts. It added to her allure, her ethereal beauty. She was a being that all wished to touch, to claim as their own. One that was so far out of their reach that they could never hope to obtain her.
Her head titled downward to meet the gaze of the mare that had so desperately desired to come close to her being. Taking in her muddied form. Dirty from travel until even her armor no longer shone with the same vigor as it had upon her first arrival. But underneath K'yarie could see the form of a pretty little mare. One far younger than herself, inexperienced in the world. Though the wings upon her head were odd, the heavenly woman did not believe she was a native of her lands. There was a certain way a native carried themselves as they moved across their homeland. Even so, she did not hold the same ill will towards the non-native as many of her fellow Riftians did. Instead, a smile graced her lips. "Hello." She purred. Her voice like silk as it flowed from velvet lips. "Are you lost?"
talk talk talk talk
Upon her being the galaxy continued to move, as alive as the heavens above. Some had whispered that her pelt reflected the heavens of another world. For the constellations were unlike any seen within their own sky. Others thought it was a map of her very soul, its fathomless depths and beauty on display for the world to see. Or perhaps it was simply the touch of her vanity magic that painted this unknown universe upon her being, reflecting nothing more than the magic of the rift itself? It was a mystery that would forever remained unsolved, a tantalizing question that stirred the more romantic or curious hearts. It added to her allure, her ethereal beauty. She was a being that all wished to touch, to claim as their own. One that was so far out of their reach that they could never hope to obtain her.
Her head titled downward to meet the gaze of the mare that had so desperately desired to come close to her being. Taking in her muddied form. Dirty from travel until even her armor no longer shone with the same vigor as it had upon her first arrival. But underneath K'yarie could see the form of a pretty little mare. One far younger than herself, inexperienced in the world. Though the wings upon her head were odd, the heavenly woman did not believe she was a native of her lands. There was a certain way a native carried themselves as they moved across their homeland. Even so, she did not hold the same ill will towards the non-native as many of her fellow Riftians did. Instead, a smile graced her lips. "Hello." She purred. Her voice like silk as it flowed from velvet lips. "Are you lost?"
talk talk talk talk
Fear not this Night.
You will not go Astray
Though shadoes fall, still the Stars find their way
You will not go Astray
Though shadoes fall, still the Stars find their way
@Valkyrie
ooc: I live!
