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((Miiiiiiiiind if I hops in? ^_^))
Of what had possessed the petite Tarin to venture to the North, he was uncertain. He had woken up that morning, bored, and decidedly uneasy. Thus, he’d left his tropical oasis and taken to the sky, though he fully intended to return home when whatever adventure his stomach was leading him towards found its end. He sighed as his wings cut the air. He was swifter than most of his kind, what with his size, and so he was making excellent time. Or, at least, he believed so. As he began to near the northern shore of Eneas, he dipped lower, so that he could see the ground and all of its inhabitants. As he passed over the northern foothills where Hypatia Ridge and Arctos Peak met, he gazed out towards the large bay, enclosed on three sides, which contained the Colchis Labyrinth, a small, seemingly disorganized archipelago. He began to feel a buzzing in the back of his head, not a true force, but an instinctive signal. Sighing once again, he nosed down into a swift, elegant dive. As he neared the ground, he backed wind, landing lightly, gracefully on his paws and claws. As he cast his dark gaze around his surroundings, he lifted his snout to the light breeze and… He scented another Tarin. Ah, wonderful. Of course, she would turn out to be one of his forest-dwelling brethren, as along with her own scent, he caught the near-overwhelming aromas of healing herbs, whereas he himself smelled of the rather pleasant, briny wind that pervaded his island home. Sighing, he decided that strong-smelling company was better than no company, and set off to locate the unknown Tarin. ![]() |
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(( SORRYSORRYSORRY! I totally forgot this thread! *kicking self* I promise I won't do it again. If you even want to continue the thread, that is, what with how long you've been waiting... ))
Slipping silently over the rocky ground, Pris glanced somewhat disdainfully about himself. He far preffered nice soft sand, or even springy loam and leaf litter, to the alternatly rocky, marshy terrain that surrounded him. Call him mixed up, call him confused, but he was one Tarin who preferred the sea, and he was already regretting making his way to the dratted place! But, he took a series of slow, deep breaths, schooled his expression, and buried his misgivings beneath a heap of resolution. It was then that he heard a voice, female, as he'd surmised from the scent. He walked around a particularly large and unnaturally shaped rock, for their were ruins strewn about quite hapazardly, and there she was. Larger than himself, she resembled one of the blue songbirds of the mountains. He stopped at a polite distance and settled to his haunches. "Hello," he intoned in low, silvery, bell-like tones, his odd voice adding to his beauty. "I am Pris." ![]() |
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ooc: Eh, don't worry about it. I lose inspiration for places too, when they're dead like this and not even the mods / admins / owners are bothering to post their characters. It makes me sad because it's got such potential. ;.;
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