Title: A Hawk?
Athiyk - September 29, 2003 03:51 PM (GMT)
A small falcon dove through the sky above the large forest which streched out as far as it could see. It was a female, with short, compact wings, letting it bank sharply if the occasion arised, but at the moment, she drifted on a good updraft. Why the falcon was flying so much higher than usual for its species, only one could guess. It merely seemed to be enjoying the beautiful day and good updrafts.
The sun shone brightly upon its wings and it shrieked in joy.
Then it began spiraling down in a steep dive. Faster and faster she flew until just above the tree cover. There she opened her wings which strained against the wind. She slowed quickly, weakening her speedy descent. Finding a hole in the tree covers, she enetered the foliage, but instead of lighting upon a branch to preen her feathers, she went straight for the forest floor and landed easily.
Slowly, her form began changing. It blurred and in the hawks place was a young woman with very long white hair and obsidian skin, dressed in simple white clothing.
Athiyk stood and streched. Her first real change! She had just learned the spell Polymorph and had decided to try a falcon as her first change.
She walked over to the tree where she had hidden her scimitars and strapped them back around her waist, and slung her quiver back over her shoulder.
The sun shone brightly upon its wings and it shrieked in joy.
Then it began spiraling down in a steep dive. Faster and faster she flew until just above the tree cover. There she opened her wings which strained against the wind. She slowed quickly, weakening her speedy descent. Finding a hole in the tree covers, she enetered the foliage, but instead of lighting upon a branch to preen her feathers, she went straight for the forest floor and landed easily.
Slowly, her form began changing. It blurred and in the hawks place was a young woman with very long white hair and obsidian skin, dressed in simple white clothing.
Athiyk stood and streched. Her first real change! She had just learned the spell Polymorph and had decided to try a falcon as her first change.
She walked over to the tree where she had hidden her scimitars and strapped them back around her waist, and slung her quiver back over her shoulder.
Larien - April 2, 2004 11:45 PM (GMT)
Larien had been watching from her seat in the branches of the tree. She had seen the falcon and the transformation in interest. Ailbhe, her eagle companion was sitting in the branches nearby and Sia'lan was resting below, but at the sound of the woman, she had awoken, lifting her head quickly, ready to spook. Instead, though, she froze, watching. Sia did not believe she had been spotted. She had been laying beneath the ferns.
Larien frowned when she realized the woman's race was drow. As an elf, she felt the usual distrust towards her. Drow were all evil by nature and there was nothing to show that this drow was not the same. Larien gripped her bow a little tighter...
Larien frowned when she realized the woman's race was drow. As an elf, she felt the usual distrust towards her. Drow were all evil by nature and there was nothing to show that this drow was not the same. Larien gripped her bow a little tighter...