6/16/2025, 6:57 PM
The woman painted like the night sky was on one of her treks to see if she could find out more information about this cursed world. She had made her home in Druid’s Rise with her friend Kirain, whom she met on her first night falling into this world in a dream. A dream that never ended. A dream that was haunting her with the notion that she may never go back home. It was a thought that refused to completely leave her mind, and is what drove her to continue to explore beyond their now established home.
Stardust walks with a refined grace through the tall grass, feeling the sun warming up her dark pelt. It was a feeling she actually quite enjoyed, and was almost complete immersed in when her raven…friend, sure, friend wooshed past her. Stardust stopped in her tracks, wrinkling her nose in annoyance as she heard the raven caw and continue ahead. She was learning that when the raven does that, it tends to be telling her…something. What, she doesn’t know. She huffs and continues forward through the grass. After a few moments, the raven comes back and lands on her back- a thing it has never done before.
”Wha- what are you doing? Did I say you could get your claws on me? My goodness!” she says rather loudly, the raven cawing and flying ahead ahead towards what she notices is a group of deer seeming rather wary about something. She pauses and stares for a moment, focusing in but she cannot see what it might be with the tall grasses in the way.
Stardust confidently strides forward, the raven cawing in the grass at…something. She eventually gets to the point where she sees a creature of honey hues in the grass. At least, she could only see part of it. She lifts her head higher, ears perked, eyes wide and curious. She had to make sure it wasn’t a bear, a puma, or one of those Tiger things she met. As she peeked over, she could tell now that it was a rather lovely looking wolf. Stardust, being a wolf of refined visual tastes, knew a beauty when she saw one. But this is a rather odd plan to be sleeping, in a field of wildflowers, even though it was quite an aesthetic sight. She took a moment to simply gaze at her, and it wasn’t until the raven cawed right in her ear basically that Stardust snapped out of it.
”Ah! What the hell! That was LOUD!” she snipped sternly, looking back down at the woman. ”Well, you probably just woke them up, so good job, sorta a rude way to wake someone up, don’t you think? Don’t argue back with me!” she snapped at the crow, who cawed back. They bickered like an old couple who didn’t even speak the same language.
Stardust walks with a refined grace through the tall grass, feeling the sun warming up her dark pelt. It was a feeling she actually quite enjoyed, and was almost complete immersed in when her raven…friend, sure, friend wooshed past her. Stardust stopped in her tracks, wrinkling her nose in annoyance as she heard the raven caw and continue ahead. She was learning that when the raven does that, it tends to be telling her…something. What, she doesn’t know. She huffs and continues forward through the grass. After a few moments, the raven comes back and lands on her back- a thing it has never done before.
”Wha- what are you doing? Did I say you could get your claws on me? My goodness!” she says rather loudly, the raven cawing and flying ahead ahead towards what she notices is a group of deer seeming rather wary about something. She pauses and stares for a moment, focusing in but she cannot see what it might be with the tall grasses in the way.
Stardust confidently strides forward, the raven cawing in the grass at…something. She eventually gets to the point where she sees a creature of honey hues in the grass. At least, she could only see part of it. She lifts her head higher, ears perked, eyes wide and curious. She had to make sure it wasn’t a bear, a puma, or one of those Tiger things she met. As she peeked over, she could tell now that it was a rather lovely looking wolf. Stardust, being a wolf of refined visual tastes, knew a beauty when she saw one. But this is a rather odd plan to be sleeping, in a field of wildflowers, even though it was quite an aesthetic sight. She took a moment to simply gaze at her, and it wasn’t until the raven cawed right in her ear basically that Stardust snapped out of it.
”Ah! What the hell! That was LOUD!” she snipped sternly, looking back down at the woman. ”Well, you probably just woke them up, so good job, sorta a rude way to wake someone up, don’t you think? Don’t argue back with me!” she snapped at the crow, who cawed back. They bickered like an old couple who didn’t even speak the same language.