Post by Sylvirstar on Aug 8, 2009 9:55:59 GMT -5
[For any of who who don't remember, way back when KE had fist made it's home here, Syl was killed in a two-on-one fight. However, her breed had ties to the phoenix, and she was reborn from her own death. However, she retains no memories of her past life. They're repressed, and haven't been yet unlocked.]Claws dug into the stone as she sat, her gaze locked on nothing but the running water below her. It had been a slightly odd week, for the familiar scents had drawn her here for some reason unknown. Ears lay flat against her head, the only wingless one in her family (that she knew of, of course). Why had that meeting from before been so familiar? The spiked male had stared at her like she was -supposed- to reconize him, and somewhere in her gut, she knew the face and yet, couldn't place it. It was irking her perpetually, and causing her mood to be somewhat fouled, though this was mainly from frustration.
She rolled her shoulders back and raised her spine to drop from the stone in a generally graceful manner, the water bubbling and steaming around her limbs. As well it should! Tail flicked over her head---the pack she'd joined seemed familiar, like home. It was the one place in this area she felt truly secure, which was rather odd, considering those who were in it..though that male--the big one with the horn--had some peice of fur around his neck--and it was a vibrant violet, like her own. How peculiar! This whole instance was going to bother her--at least until she got some answers. And damnit, she was going to! With this thought in her mind, she marched off towards the den with every intention of getting some answers to those burning questions.
She rolled her shoulders back and raised her spine to drop from the stone in a generally graceful manner, the water bubbling and steaming around her limbs. As well it should! Tail flicked over her head---the pack she'd joined seemed familiar, like home. It was the one place in this area she felt truly secure, which was rather odd, considering those who were in it..though that male--the big one with the horn--had some peice of fur around his neck--and it was a vibrant violet, like her own. How peculiar! This whole instance was going to bother her--at least until she got some answers. And damnit, she was going to! With this thought in her mind, she marched off towards the den with every intention of getting some answers to those burning questions.