Who Haunts Who? (Nightshade Eld & Amaris)

Known colloquially as the "Realm of Dreams", Emea is a mysterious place accessed primarily beyond the realm of consciousness as the mortal body sleeps in Idalos. The mind travels far at night and Emea's not without its unique risks and dangers, though Jesine's vigilance keeps mortals mostly safe.

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Who Haunts Who? (Nightshade Eld & Amaris)

Postby Qit'ria » Wed May 16, 2018 1:45 am

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The white whale flew over the deep ocean, loving the feel of the wind over its skin, of feeling weightless. It wasn't nearly as nimble or quick as the fish that darted around the sky with it, but there was a power to its stride, a grace. It let loose a beautiful bellowing song as it soared. And standing upon its lip, rubbing against its baleen, was a black and brown spotted cat. Cat'ria had been busy for most of this voyage, chasing whale lice. But once she'd eaten them all, she settled into her favorite spot with her large flying friend. She had decided to take a vacation from her village of Meownmar, as it was going through some religious revolution that she had no interest in.

She didn't ask where her friend, Whaleter White, was heading, she just wanted to come with. She loved listening to her friend sing, even if she couldn't understand the deep, longing notes. Whaleter was the last of his kind, but he often came and visited Meownmar, bringing visitors, and taking new ones out. Cat'ria was glad to no longer be bound to that wild pig form. While it was fun for a bit, it grew old. She was meant to be a Cat. They were, after all, the supreme beings of this world.

Cat'ria still couldn't see land yet, though Whaleter had told her it wouldn't be too much longer. She jumped up to his top lip, grabbing it with her claws and pulling herself up, knowing they were too short to do him any damage. She continued bounding over his face until she reached the top, looking back at the wide variety of beings that were catching a ride upon her friend's back. There were humans, of course. Pesky things were everywhere. There were other Cats, and Animals of many differing types. And some beings she didn't recognize. But it didn't matter. She was a Cat, and therefore the most important one here, simple as that.

Cat'ria moved forward toward the group, looking for anyone of interest, or if anyone might pay her homage. Preferably with food. Or shiny things. She slinked through legs, trying to get a read on those that were here.
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