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Post by †Kazira Astras† on Aug 17, 2010 0:13:36 GMT -5
Kazira was frustrated. Every-time she wanted to sign up to fight but every-time that she wanted to sign up she was told that she wasn't allowed. She growled under her breathe. Moros sat beside her and watched as she dug through her bag. She was up to something and that little fact was enough for him to keep giving her weary glances. She let out a soft 'a-ha' before she pulled out her cloak. They never said that she couldn't wear a cloak. She had bought a male shirt and breeches earlier and had changed into them. They were obviously a little big on her but she could deal with it. She put on a mask that covered the lower part of her face and pulled her hair into a thick ponytail. It wasn't uncommon for males to have longer hair if they had been traveling and that was going to be what she told people if they asked. She had bond her breasts as tightly as she could while still being able to breathe and be comfortable.
She pulled the cloak on and walked to the sign up table and signed her name. She was happy all she told them that her name was Astras and didn't use her first name it wasn't common but it did sound quite feminine. Moros watched with deadpanned eyes. she was seriously doing this just because they would not let her sign up as a female. All she had to do now was make sure that her bindings didn't come loose or have her shirt cut since she didn't want to wear armor. She glanced at the roster to see who she was fighting. Lancelot. She didn't care who she fighting as long as she fought. She wandered to the arena and watched a few fights and sighed. The competition from what she saw was not what she was expecting...it actually wasn't all that impressive. She was anticipating her fight with the unknown man. She walked onto the arena when it was her turn and waited for her opponent to appear. She hope that the fight wouldn't be to short she was itching for a good fight. She stood there looking over the crowd, the hood of her cloak covering her roaming eyes. Tag: Lancelot
When: The day of the sword fighting contest
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Post by †Kazira Astras† on Aug 16, 2010 17:07:52 GMT -5
To say Kazira was tired was an understatement. She could sleep for weeks if nature would let her.She rubbed her sore arm as she leaned against the wall. She loved Archery and even excelled in it but still using her arm that much in one day is still a taxing thing..for anyone. Now here she was wearing a hunter green dree that went to her knees trying to become one with the wall. Not that she didnt like balls and parties but she didnt particularly like going to them when she didnt know anyone. If she had her way she wouldnt even be here. She would be in her tent in the forest sleeping off the days activities.
SHe looked at the other women and sighed they were all very pretty and look great in their gowns. She flet plain next to them but didnt show it outwardly. She glanced at her dress; it was a shorter length and it showed her legs (and the green sandals that wound up her legs), the dress itself had off the shoulder sleeves that went to her elbows and she wore a silver belt that dangled to the left. Her hair was left down and it fell in waves she wore a green scarf around her head like the gypsy women. She wore barely any makeup only enough to highlight hereyes. All in all in her eyes Kazira was just plain. She couldnt believe that Moros had talked her into going to this thing...and the blasted dog wants her to go to the masquerade ball! She didnt have a gown (or enough money) or a mask. That dog was just barking up the wrong tree if he thought that she was going to go tothat ball. Nuh uh no way in the seven layers of hell would she do that. That was just asking to get yourself laughed at. At least that was Kazira's opinion. Anyways with the way things were going with herluck. She was sure to make a mockery of herself.
She smiled when she heard a soft tune float over the crowd of dancers to her ears. It was an old song, but it was lovely. She sang it often and couldnt resist singing a few soft notes of it; it wasnt long before she was singing to herself causeing several guest that were near her to look on.
"The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees
The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon the cloudy seas
The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor
And the highwayman came riding, riding, riding,
The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door."
She sang softly swaying slightly to the music.
One kiss, my bonny sweetheart, I'm after a prize tonight,
But I shall be back with the yellow gold before the morning light;
Yet if they press me sharply, and harry me through the day,
Then look for me by the moonlight, watch for me by the moonlight,
I'll come to thee by the moonlight, though hell shall bar the way.
She twirled to the music and smiled. She was finally having fun and she didnt care if those who were attending thought her to be odd. She loved this song and as she continued to dance and sing she didnt realize that she was amidst the dancers.
They said no word to the landlord, they drank his ale instead,
But they gagged his daughter and bound her to the foot of her narrow bed;
Two of them knelt at the casement, with muskets at their side!
there was death at every window, hell at one dark window;
For Bess could see, through the casement,
The road that he would ride. She hummed the tones of the music as she danced eyes closedand when the end came up her dancing slowed down to a even tempoed sway as she sang the last part of the song.
Still of a winter's night, they say, when the wind is in the trees,
When the moon is a ghostly galleon, tossed upon the cloudy seas,
When the road is a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor,
A highwayman comes riding, riding, riding,
A highwayman comes riding, up to the old inn-door. she swayed and twirled slowly till the music died off before she stopped. She opened her eyes and saw that many were staring at her. A blush rose to her cheeks as she gave a sheepish smile and darted off back to the wall and tried to become one with it again. She then watched as another song came on and the guests went back to dancing ignoring her. She let out a breathe she didnt know that she was holding and slumped against the wall. "Well that was embarrasing." She muttered blandly the blush from earlier still marring her cheeks. Tag: Open Timeline (event): Day 4 the spring fall themed dance. Notes: The Highwayman Lyrics credited to Loreena Mckennitt |
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Post by †Kazira Astras† on Aug 15, 2010 23:18:20 GMT -5
Kazira laughed softly and shook her head. "No I dont know him personally but I had a lovely little encounter with his knights a few years back." She smiled. She didnt let on anything was amiss with that little comment. Her tone didt suggest that the topic was still a sore spot but she liked to play it off and say that she used to be a thief and she stole something when people asked...well that's what she usually did.
"No if I knew the king personally I wouldnt be here. If not for me having magic, which he couldnt spot if his life had depended on it, but for the fact that I am a mouthy young woman who 'supposedly' doesnt know her place is to only be see nand bot heard." She laughed at the thought of the kings face if she were to say what she truly felt. She would surely be put in the dungeons for that reason alone and as an added punishment she would be ornery enough to use her magic and escape and that would just ger her executed publically. Though, she would admit the king did...somewhat... take care of his people but he was a tyrant to her people. He didnt care if the people he executed were innocent as long as the suspicion of them having magic was put to rest. She had a small frown mar her face at the thought. Yes she had seen many innocents die because they were accused of being witches among other things. Some of them were not the most savory people but they didnt deserve to die the way they did. They were still humans despite what the others thought. They still had red blood pumping through their veins. She shook her head free of those thoughts. No need to ger carried away. |
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Post by †Kazira Astras† on Aug 15, 2010 23:05:27 GMT -5
"Perhaps I do know him,"
Kazira's smile widened at that. That meant he did know him. Well it was a start. She leaned forward slightly and gasped when she fell of the bed tumbling to the floor. She layed there sprawled out over Moros, who was woken up due to her falling on him, having him giver her a dirty look she gave a sheepish smile before giggleing; she didnt care that she was laying on the floor in a very unlady like way in front of the PRINCE, she didnt care that she probably looked like a clumsy idiot. She looked up at Arthur. "Do you think that I could see him? I need to tell him about my 'master's' death if he hasnt already heard about it. And I have a gift for him." She untangled her limbs and asked Moros non verbally where her bag was and saw that it was in the corner. She grabbed it, turned towards Arthur and opened it carefully before pulling out a finely crafted dagger; the small sheath had a silver tip and on the sides held double sturdy silver chains so that the holder could attach the dagger to any part of their body. She slid the dagger from the sheath; the blade its self was obsidian black and shined in the dim light. The hilt was also black but had intricate designs of fighting dragons. "I had this made for him and i wanted to give it to him as a birthday present but seeing as how i didnt know if he was even here I couldnt give it to him and i sort of forgot that i had it with me."
She smiled fondly when she remembered him telling her that while dragons did cause a great deal of damage to the lively hood of farmers and the like, they had a majestic beauty about them that called for it to be admired and they were more than doubtedly the most fierce creatures to have been created. She sheathed the dagger and placed it on her lap gingerly as if it was the most precious possession that was ever created. Brought out of her musings she looked at Arthur with extremely soft eyes. Ones that she never used. Moros was watching with interest she really did look like a feminine lady, as much as she could holding a dagger in her lap. He had never met this 'Cole' seeing as how she met her master a few years before his time. "I guess that with everything the way it is here now. I'll probably go and stay in a near by village and then travel back and forth looking for any type of work that can be done. Camelot was my home for some time and its...unsettling to not see it in its usual glory." She stated honestly. She wasnt going to stay in a motel that just wasnt an option seeing as how she didnt have a whole lot of money and what money she did have she would use to make repairs on her weapons and buy supplies to make her arrows. She would camp a short ways out of Camelot and that way she wouldnt be in the way and she could somewhat use the magic she had. "That is the original reason that I came to Camelot, you know. To find some work." She stated that with a small shrug still not getting up from the ground where she lounged. [hehe I feel happy now this actually a pretty long post for Kazira...My muse is back for her! yaya!] |
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Post by †Kazira Astras† on Aug 10, 2010 0:35:06 GMT -5
Kazira gave him a dry look at his expression. She knew, KNEW, that he had taken what she said the wrong way. She didnt mean for it to sound as sarcastic as it did but she meant that he had earned a great deal of respect from her by caring for his people. But she let it go and gave him a brilliant smile. She was going to put out an effort to be nicer to him at least for now. It was hard for her to not be sarcastic and if not a dry humor. She would probably just tease him when she got to know him better but she had a feeling that he had a brother feel to him so she decided that she was going to treat him like her family just because she could.
She tried to gauge his reaction when she asked if he knew Cole. But was somewhat disappointed that there was nothing there. and when he asked why she smiled.
"Hes a good friend of mine and I was just curious to see if he ever made it back to the castle." She paued tapping her finger to her chin. "He was there when I recieved my training from Sir Astras. And honestly I've been worried about him" It didnt occur to her that she had his last name or what Arthur would think since she said that. Nor did she think about how knowing her could affect her friendship with the fledging knight if she ever saw im again. |
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Post by †Kazira Astras† on Aug 9, 2010 23:57:18 GMT -5
Kazira watched as the boy looked at the ground and answered her question. She was curious as to why he was afraid of them but seeing as how skittish he was with 'normal' people she couldnt begin to understand how he would react to nobility. Though, if she had been anyone else she would probably be groveling at the kings feet now if she acted the way she did now. But she wasnt someone else, and she didnt grovel or become afaid of them. She would be fighting against them (at least secretly) just to spite them.
When Neav told her that the King rode Kingsfisher she was not overly surprised but let out a little laugh. She could see the king riding him and both thinking along the same thoughts about people. But kept her mouth shut about it. But she still let a small smile grace her face.
"I wouldnt doubt that he is the kinga's favorite" she giggled holding her sides."they both think and act along similar lines." (sorry its so short my muse is being a brat and not inspiring me.) |
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Post by †Kazira Astras† on Aug 9, 2010 2:41:42 GMT -5
Kazira listened to his explanation of why he cared about his people and to say the least it was a valid and honest answer from she could tell. The little respect she had for him went up a good deal with that answer not that it was enough for her to start using a title; no, only two people from her past deserved their titles her mentor and a fledgling knight as she liked to call him. You are very odd, but i will give you this; You care a great deal about your people. That is why I'm going to She leaned her elbow on her knee and rest her chin on her hand. quit giving you as hard of time as I have been, despite the name calling. You can ask me any question youd like and I'll answer them to the best of my ability.
She didnt know why she made the offer but it was out there..along with the earlier one for assistance. She had made a few offers today that she wouldnt normally make. Maybe it was the fact that she was in a place that held many memories. she mentally shrugged. That might be the case or she was just having rapid mood swings. One way or another she had made more offers today than she made in a month.
Hearing him basically say that he just wasnt going to give her, her weapons back made her a little miffed but when she looked around the room she could understand. The room was not very big and for the three of them to be in the room it was very close quarters and she had a feeling that he didnt trust her. 'No what gave you that idea Kazira?' She gave a small unlady like snort at her thoughts before nodding her head in agreement. Even if she wanted to attack him she wouldnt do it here. That was just plain ludicrous and stupid. She had heard of his skills theor praises were sung everywhere...It was rather annoying. And she knew that she wouldnt be a match for him, maybe a close one, but in a fair fight without her magic he would surely beat her. But seeing as he had honor she wondered if had ever fought a woman before? Now that was an intersting thought but she made sure not to voice it. It was still her first day or was it night now? Anyways it was still her first day here and she didnt really want to spend that time in the stocks or even in the dungeon. Not that she would have cared but neither were all that great to be. There was nothing to do and you became quite bored and more often than not she had to resist melting or freezing the locks and just walk out of the place.
She glanced at Moros. Truly the main reason for her being so co-opertive (if that was the word you wanted to use) was because Moros deserved to rest. He was the reason she had stayed out of trouble and she honestly felt bad for what she does to him, unintentionally. But it was hard not to act the way she did when there was no continuous guidance. If she had any it was only short lived. She was a nomad and she couldnt stay still for very long. Hence why she was always moving one part of her body in some way or another. Fledling Knight said that she was a fidgeter. So he'd call her fidget which was annoying. An idea popped into her head maybe the Twit knew that fledling knight (though she was sure that he was a knight now) she had just wanted to know if he had made it home. She hadnt seen him in many years.
Do you know a knight by the name of Cole?.She asked with a curious tilt of the head. He's got blond hair slightly taller than you always wears a tan vest? He said that he lived in Camelot but he might be long gone now.She paused slightly letting the silence echo in the room before asking another question. So... Do you know him? [ha-ha sorry I couldnt resist putting his name in here ^~] |
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Post by †Kazira Astras† on Aug 9, 2010 2:12:36 GMT -5
I decided thirty minuets ago that I havent done a sketch of the love birds Gwen and Arthur! o.O Its a must to have one of them together! So I decided to draw this ^~ I used a mechanical pencil (.7 lead) and a Sharpie Pen for this art work. I hope that you all like it!  
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Post by †Kazira Astras† on Aug 7, 2010 1:12:13 GMT -5
Kazira couldnt help but smile at he boy. He was so kinda hearted, if not a bit timid. She felt as if he was like a little brother and she felt that he should always be protected instead of scorned. Kazira resisted the urge to pull the boy into another hug. "Well Neav you have a very big heart," she smiled at him softly."Does the royal family truly scare you that much?" She asked softly underlining anger etched into her voice. If they were unkind to this young boy she wasnt going to stand for it but she calmed down. Maybe he was just genuinly afraid of them because of their station?
She looked at Kingsfisher with curious eyes for a moment. "Who rides Kingfisher?" She asked to no one specific. She was curious that she couldnt help but for some reason she really liked him. He seemed like a horse that she could get along with. Moros was still talking to the other horses and not really paying attention to what was going on; only glancing over at kazira when her voice contained a touch of anger but then returned to his ongoing conversation. All in all things were alright. The situation was turning out better than the encounter with the Prince had. At least that's what moros thought when he was comparing this encounter to the other. |
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Post by †Kazira Astras† on Aug 6, 2010 23:24:14 GMT -5
Ha-ha yeah I love to draw ^^ The bunny costumes was just a random drawing that I did.
Lol. Yeah when I went and reread our thread that image popped into my head 
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Post by †Kazira Astras† on Aug 5, 2010 13:35:25 GMT -5
Kazira sighed. She knew he was going to ask that. and honestly what could she say? 'sorry i was exhausted from traveling and having not eaten in days can make one do things that arent completely the norm...although arguing my point is in the norm' Yeah that would go over really well.
Honestly, I wasnt acting like myself earlier. I was tired from traveling and not eating well. It kind of affected how i interacted with everyone earlier...though the whole being bold thing is sort of a normal thing with me. I usually have more tact then that."
His answer still shocked her even though she knew that it shouldnt with him. But she wasnt used to any part of a royal fammily actually caring for their people. It was just odd to her. most didnt care about there people and only about their greed. why do you care though? why are you so different that you care what happens to your people? her eyes widened she hadnt actually meant for that to come out of her mouth.
moros sighed. There she goes again opening her mouth before thinking. He had to agree with her questions though. He was quite different from the others, somewhat similar by the way he didnt want people to know that he had helped kazira but different enough that if given the chance someone could actually like him. Moros yawned though and laid his head down he was quite tired from traveling and then worrying about his friend. So he decided to take a quick nap. Hopefully Kazira wouldnt do anything to rash and stupid while he was asleep.
Kazira smiled at Moros but didnt disturb him he's had a long day and didnt need her problems depriving him of any other relaxation. Looking back at Arthur she asked a question. May I please have my belt back? she said this in a calm voice not wanting to start anything she just felt naked without her belt and weapons with her. Even though she had her two daggers in her boot didnt matter the was the one thing that made her feel truly safe. It was a belt from her 'caretaker' the old knight. It was a gift for when she would start traveling again. He had it made for her so that she could keep her weapons in easy access (for her) should something attack and she needed to grab her weapon.
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Post by †Kazira Astras† on Aug 4, 2010 21:48:20 GMT -5
Moros snorted at the boy. Kazira?Courageous? Its more like reckless stupidity at times. Kazira Laughed lightly and smiled at Neav again. "I don't think of myself as couragous, I know Moros certainly doesnt,I just think that I am being myself and magic is apart of me its something I'm born with." She looked over at Kingfisher and snickered but gave him the 'shut up' look.
"Well I'm Glad I'm Tolerable. Even if you dont like me." She couldnt help but smirking at the stallion. He was one proud horse. She wouldnt be surprised if this was the horse Arthur or even Uther rode. Though Neav confused her; what did he mean he never could? Deciding to ask her question Kazira leaned forward and leaned her elbows on her knees.
What do you mean...You never could? Kazira was genuinley curious as to what his answer would be. Moros watched with interest before he sauntered off to the other end of the stable and began having a conversation with the other animals. He was getting tired of watching the ongoings between kazira and the other humans. |
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Post by †Kazira Astras† on Aug 4, 2010 19:45:28 GMT -5
Kazira frowned a little before sighing. He had avoided her question but for right now that was alright. She told him all that she remembered before passing out. I remember arguing with you then it started to rain, more arguing, and then I began to feel dizzy and I apologized to you and then after that I don't remember anything...Though that's probably because I passed out on you. Which I'm sorry for too, by the way. She gave him a sheepish smile before turning on the bed to face him and sitting cross legged.
Kazira had heard the knock and watched Arthur get up to answer it but with the door in the way she couldn't see who it was. She watched him close the door and walk over with a bowl and plate of food. He placed the plate down next to the bed and the bowl on the floor, which Moros immediately started to devour. She felt that this was a bit odd but nodded her head and began to slowly eat. You couldn't be to careful someone could add a poison to your food and you wouldn't notice, so she took small bites. After a few more bites she decided that it was fine before she began to take bigger bites and soon the all of the food was gone.
She couldn't help but blink she didn't think that she was that hungry. She leaned over the bed and grabbed Moros' empty bowl and placed it on her plate.
Why are you being so nice? She asked curiously. She thought that he hated her or at least extremely disliked her. Why would you help someone that you don't even like?
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Post by †Kazira Astras† on Aug 4, 2010 17:38:05 GMT -5
Kazira kept the soft smile on her face and turned her attention away from the stallion but still kept stroking his nose slowly. Neav seemed to be less scared of her now; she didnt think about the conciquences of her actions. The thought of them never even crossed her mind when she told him.
"Yes I know about the law. I know it all to well. But I felt that it was a good idea to tell you what I was." She paused. "If I am executed then so be it; but i wont go down without a fight." She turned back to the stallion who finally decided to utter his name. Kingfisher. It suited him. She placed a kiss on his face before going back to sit on the stool.
Moros glared at her, but she just shrugged it off. He didnt like it when she told people what she was. I hated it when she didnt think about how others would react. He could only do so much to protect her and keep her from being killed; he was only one dog.
"So," Kazira started. "Are you going to tell the king? Or Arthur?" Again she failed to give the prince his title even if he wasnt there she knew that if he had heard it he would throw a fit about it. "Its alright if you do you know, tell them. Its what anyone in their right mind would do." She continued to smile at him, the same friendly smile that she was wearing earlier just toned down quite a bit. She felt as if he was a foal, like Chance said, he was very timid around others.
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Post by †Kazira Astras† on Aug 4, 2010 16:33:12 GMT -5
Moros was confused to say the least...Wasnt he talking about a physician earlier? This Human was odd; Odder than Kazira. Moros stayed outside until Arthur came back and lead them to the back entrance. Moros could feel Kazira shift on his back and grew worried. She never woke up this early after being drained.
He followed a bit Awkwardly up the stair trying not to Jostle his friend to much and follwed the other man and Arthur into a room. With a little apprehension Moros watched as Arthur picked up Kazira and placed her on the bed. Moros moved and layed down by the bed in between the Prince and Kazira. It was a natural protective thing that he did whenever Kazira was asleep. He couldnt help but keep Keen eyes trained on the Prince.
Several moments passed by and Kazira began talking in her sleep. most of it was mumbled and hard to understand but one word seemed to always come clear: Brother. She began to truly come awake. She was disoriented and didnt know where she was gasping she reached for her belt but found it gone. Kazira sat up and looked around, She looked over and saw Arthur and slowly calmed down her racing heart. She looked down at Moros in question. He nodded; it seemed that she had exhausted herself...again.
Where are we? And what happened? Kazira asked Arthur lookinga little lost and confused. The last thing she remembered was sneezing, apologizing, and then nothing. She absolutely hated when she had an overly emotional exhausting power drain. It left her vulnerable. Another question popped into her head: What are you doing with my weapons?" She asked this with a curious tilt of the head her still wet hair clinging to her skin. (No your posts are easy to reply to...its just there really isnt much a dog can do haha) |
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Post by †Kazira Astras† on Aug 4, 2010 2:44:16 GMT -5
Here is a new sketch! This one is of me and Neav in our thread 'Caught...Talking in the Stables.' In this Scene Kazira spontaneously hugs Neav scaring him. She just learned that he could 'understand' Horses. [/color] [N] What on Earth is she Talking about?![/ul]  |
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Post by †Kazira Astras† on Aug 4, 2010 1:08:46 GMT -5
*giggle* Yeah I really like that thread ^^ It's very entertaining. I'm actually planning to try and go through every thread and make at least one sketch for them And I'm using Arthur's Idea: Welcome to Camelot: The Animated Version. I just thought that it was a good idea since I've been doing a lot of drawing lately (I have a new sketch book). And By request I'll do individual sketches of characters^^; |
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Post by †Kazira Astras† on Aug 4, 2010 0:59:05 GMT -5
Here's a sketch of Isadora's and Alistair's "Kidnapping the Princess" this is the scene where Isadora calls Alistair a bunny hope you enjoy it. [/i] when darkness hits these wodds I will be the least scary thing out here.[/color] You? Scary? No, you're more like a bunny. An arrogant, ignorant, and ill tenpered little bunny. Hardly worth being afraid of.I swear I'm going to smack her if she doesnt Shut...UP!*the bunny is saying bunny power!*[/ul] [/color]  |
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Post by †Kazira Astras† on Aug 4, 2010 0:27:52 GMT -5
She simply ignored the tone of his words and answered very truthfully. Yes. Yes I am a witch. I have been one my whole life. She had stated this bluntly but there was no other way to really say that. with the slight empathy she could feel that he was not at all happy with the news that she had just given him about her being able to talk to animals. But decided that she wasnt going to push the poor boy to like her. My father and mother were both sorcerors. My father was a seer and my mother was a witch of the old religion. I learned many things from them. I had a little sister you know. She was not a shy girl. Quite the opposite she was out going. She had the same gift as me but they died. So I decided to travel." While she was talking kazira had stood up and walked over to a black stallion and rubbed his nice smiling. He wasnt talking, but she knew he enjoyed the attention. She created a small ball of water and allowed the horse to drink the water. I didnt realize I would control elements with my powers till i was fourteen. I had an affinity with the two opposing ones of water and fire." She looked at Neav with sad eyes. I'm not asking you to like me, you may even hate me. But be glad that you have found some amazing friends. Even though you cant speak with words you have something better...Stronger than what I have. You have a true bond with them that makes them want to protect you. They are great friends, and with friends you dont need words to tell eachother how you feel. She meant every word of what she had just said. He may be mad at her for her abilities but he had something many wished they had. A True life changing bond. She only had that bond with one and that was Moros. This boy, Neav, had it with so many that it made her want to cry in sadness and joy. To her the boy didnt realize that his gift was one thing of true and pure inherited magic.
Moros watched Kazira with careful eyes as she told the boy her story (at least some of it). He wasnt as dumb as to believe that the boy wouldnt tell Uther after all of this was done. So he was weary, but didnt interfere or move from his spot next to where kazira had sat next to her weapons. His gold eyes took everything in and waited for what would happen next. Whether it was something good or bad he didnt know. |
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Post by †Kazira Astras† on Aug 3, 2010 23:30:30 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300][Page 3 baby!][/glow] Moros let out a happy bark before he rolled kazira over and then used his teeth to pick up the back of her shirt to throw her up and onto his back. It took a few tries but he managed to get her situatied on his back comfortably before looking at Arthur. Why he had wrapped her belt around himslef made him wary. with Her in this state They were both vulnerable.
But he decided to take everything one step at a time and hopefully the Prince wouldnt do anything rash. Kazira groaned but settled down. Moros looked up at arthur with his golden eyes and gave him the Well-where-are-we-going look. He didnt trust him entirely but with the current situation he had no choice to. It seemed that the storm was getting much work since it was raining harder. It would do all of them some good to get out of it before they were struck by lightning or something. Moros gave Arthur and expectant look and moved his head in the direction of the castle. Since it seemed to be the closest thing to them in his point of view.
(Sorry they're kind of short...its kinda hard to come up with stuff for a dog to do lol. Oh by the way if your wondering Moros is the size of a Great dane looks like a husky but the color of a black wolf... (I havent drawn him yet^^; just thought I would tell you if your like 'dude wth? how did is that canine?' ) |
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