Post by Bunko on Oct 25, 2010 14:46:04 GMT -6
Restless, that's what she was tonight, without any perpetrator or calamity to burden the blame. Belz gaze however was worn with the sheen of a life too lived, a questionable and equally amazing feat considering her right eye was lifeless as it was dull, having succeeded the limit ones psyche could take in one cycle of the spirits existence. She of course never bothered herself with such self centered or religious thoughts more than once as a whim if ever. Those eyes shielded from woe or blithe were like the sun set ablaze and a night without stars, how two things so polar opposite came to agree on an emotion or lack thereof this frigid evening was without answer even to their bearer. Against a ghastly gust her wings beat in silence, an eerie silence shared with her heart ,metaphorically speaking. She still was mortal after all and could meet her maker just as another, most certainly when it does come her demise will be violent and her in turn easily replaced. Her title just as it had been won in blood shall be stripped away just the same, she had no doubt about that. She was simply biding her time until her fate intertwined with her "successor". This however wasn't what plagued the tangled weaves of her mind, her thoughts were erratic and scattered like a thousand tiny spiders emerging from their silken egg sack, all the while coating her subconscious with cobwebs. A gnarly branch caught her outstretched talons, the impact evident as the few leaves it did have rustled and its very foundation seemed to weep as a whistling wind blew through its appendages and foliage.
Every so often the High Tyto would visit St. Aggies to collect young malleable Tyto or simply to pester their maddened leader. She had taken notice awhile ago of a particular Screech and the precious pure one he seemed to be instructing. Amusing as it was to watch the awkward juvenile trip over their own wings and the screeches pleading expression she decided to make herself know, swooping, as any owl might do, in between the two "My oh my, have you two lost your way?" She carefully shook her head "never mind me, what you do with him and your spare time is no of immediate concern" she didn't hesitate to make a point, and also a mockery of St. Aggies itself as well "I am not here to steal away owlets and the like if that is what you dare suppose, true I do tend to recruit and tempt but I am no egg snatcher." One might find this a weaker, kinder, side of her she perhaps kept hidden to remain untargeted, however she was already snickering, internally, at how the Ablah Generals blood will boil if and once he finds out that she allowed an orphan to receive a lesson from a trespasser or traitor, which she couldn't be sure as she was hardly able to identify the faces and profiles of rift raft, for that matter she was good, or rather willing, to recall far less.
OOC: I've had a very long week, past few months really, so I am getting back into the swing of writing little by little. I admit I could do far better and am simply unwilling too, the stress put on me lately has made me somewhat lazy if not unreasonable, I apologize for that.
Every so often the High Tyto would visit St. Aggies to collect young malleable Tyto or simply to pester their maddened leader. She had taken notice awhile ago of a particular Screech and the precious pure one he seemed to be instructing. Amusing as it was to watch the awkward juvenile trip over their own wings and the screeches pleading expression she decided to make herself know, swooping, as any owl might do, in between the two "My oh my, have you two lost your way?" She carefully shook her head "never mind me, what you do with him and your spare time is no of immediate concern" she didn't hesitate to make a point, and also a mockery of St. Aggies itself as well "I am not here to steal away owlets and the like if that is what you dare suppose, true I do tend to recruit and tempt but I am no egg snatcher." One might find this a weaker, kinder, side of her she perhaps kept hidden to remain untargeted, however she was already snickering, internally, at how the Ablah Generals blood will boil if and once he finds out that she allowed an orphan to receive a lesson from a trespasser or traitor, which she couldn't be sure as she was hardly able to identify the faces and profiles of rift raft, for that matter she was good, or rather willing, to recall far less.
OOC: I've had a very long week, past few months really, so I am getting back into the swing of writing little by little. I admit I could do far better and am simply unwilling too, the stress put on me lately has made me somewhat lazy if not unreasonable, I apologize for that.