Rainforest Cliffs
harvesting asulli feathers
04-22-2018, 10:26 AM
She is enormous, though well hidden among the vibrant hues of the Rift’s Rainforest Cliffs, and she strides with silent steps through the fine drizzle of filtered rain.
The asulli is a shy creature, sensibly so, for she carries upon either side of her jelly-toned neck, a rim of enchanted feathers, long coveted by selfish poachers (like the ones who now stalk through her home). She is alert, watching her tranquil surroundings with soft, fearful eyes and nestled against the pillow of her glowingly striped flank is a newborn, far duller than his dam. The mother has no weaponry to defend him, no poisons to deter the predator from their prize, and her heart pounds desperately as she knows well that they are vulnerable.
Nevertheless she croons softly, soothing her tired babe and finds for him a place to sleep beneath the weeping boughs of a old, leafy glow cherry tree.
The asulli is a shy creature, sensibly so, for she carries upon either side of her jelly-toned neck, a rim of enchanted feathers, long coveted by selfish poachers (like the ones who now stalk through her home). She is alert, watching her tranquil surroundings with soft, fearful eyes and nestled against the pillow of her glowingly striped flank is a newborn, far duller than his dam. The mother has no weaponry to defend him, no poisons to deter the predator from their prize, and her heart pounds desperately as she knows well that they are vulnerable.
Nevertheless she croons softly, soothing her tired babe and finds for him a place to sleep beneath the weeping boughs of a old, leafy glow cherry tree.
the Rift
feather bright
feather bright
@Aurelia
