@StarkSpangledMayflower_Mad_Elder
Adrestia winced "can you please talk a little lower? I havent gotten used to these ears yet." She said, turning her head to show the wolf ears poking out of the top of her head
Adrestia winced "can you please talk a little lower? I havent gotten used to these ears yet." She said, turning her head to show the wolf ears poking out of the top of her head
"oh? So I'm guessing you are?"
He said to the girl. Not knowing what quite to do.
"Hello," Njal said, lowering his voice to a whisper, "I'm Njal." He held out his hand, seemingly unphased by the strange features on her head, and grinned at the new wolf-person.
Esmae stood up, thinking it was about time to head back to the village. They all seemed like nice people and they treated a stranger like her with care. "Princess! Where have you been?" She ran over and patted her down as if she were a criminal. "I just took a walk." Who was she again? Esmae never took the time to remember anyone's name. "You're soaked. Let's get you changed." Taking Esmae's hand gently she led her to a hut that was nicely decorated. It seemed like it was for, well… a princess. "My name is Eve, I'm your care taker." Ah, a care taker. Seems like something these people will do. Esmae was changed into a simple pink dress that had puffy sleeves and wide bottom. It complimented her skin tone beautifully. Eve put Esmae's hair up into a half bun and curled the bottom in a weird way. They had iron rods that sat out in the sun for days till they hot warm enough. She then wrapped Esmae's long blonde hair and let it sit for a minute before taking them out. Her curls almost looked a little too perfect, and it shaped her face in a beautiful way. It was only till now that she looked like a real princess. "If you would like, you can play outside, just don't disappear again." The sound of a wooden stool was heard when Esmae stood. She smiled and headed out. Out side were more children that she decided to play with, learning new games that the young Elves play.
"Oh yeah, it's a smart idea for a giant fat dude to walk up to this poor girl"
He said pushing him out of the way, then walking up to her. He looked angelic, his white hair falling into his face, his brilliant blue eyes shining through the dimness of the forest. The only problem now was…. The huge bloodstain on his stomach.
Holding out a hand and smiling,
"Are you hurt?"
He said in a soft almost ethereal voice. None like how he talks to the others. .
(Sorry, I've been… busy…)
(……)
(In waiting for someone else to reply. I was last one to post something.)
(They haven't found my girl yet, so I guess we'll have to wait.)
(Okay)
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