Sylvana Snow
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Post subject: New Moon Rising 
Walking the Wintery Path
It was a cold night as I wandered through the portal touching upon my amulet that dangled still about my neck. Naturally she was fairly certain others would become aware of her presence and fast at that. Still she smiled gently as she walked for the familiar lake that as she'd grown up had been a refuge to her. Already Ameerah was in Aleris making headwaves as always. It was her talent if nothing else to wander her life making wave after wave but in subtle ways like a droplet of water upon a stable plane of water. Which was where Sylvana stood with a gentle smile and a soft glossy flash to her icy blue hues. There was no one around but then the pathway to go meet a family member was never easy.
Having no intention of making it a fast trip either. The white gown she wore swirled about her legs. The small delicate slippers that cuddled her feet were very unlike her days standing at Meerah's left hand side swirling her brand of icy vengeance on anyone that threatened the Sultan. Mind you she would snap right back to it again, In fact it was fun to her to inflict that sort of vengeance something she'd not been able to do as she was younger. Now she had more control and a want to learn something new.
Snow was falling, it was either her own doing over the lake or maybe the presence of someone or something else knowing the girls mindset and thoughts. Either way she wasn't overly suprised to find the snow falling and already the lake was freezing. One tenative step and then another until she stood on the lake itself where it was deepest. The wolf in her was cautious and yet aware of where she was, what she was. Slow graceful steps and turns. As if ice skating although her slippers did nothing to keep her from sliding, she never fell. At home on the ice as she was in the forest she spun and turned slowly. Her skirt swirling out in a beautiful semi circle about her legs. Silvery blond hair spun out in the night.
It was darkness and there was no moon. Somehow she felt at peace. A new moon, a new beginning, at least for her. Deciding for herself that the note she'd last left Ameerah, she was going to wander still. This time she wanted to learn more about the one her cousin hadn't liked so well so long ago. Callidora might be able to teach this wolf a few new tricks. It was fate and destiny itself that would tell her. Slowly her steps graceful, spinning to where her skirt still swirled as she extended one leg high and slowly back in a perfect piroette.
Spinning swiftly at times and then slowly the rest times as her arms willowly personified her steps, the snow falling. Dancing was never something she'd thought she'd want to do, like to do. And yet she had found as of lately it was whom she was. A snowy wolf with a gift for the frosted wilderness. The touch of ice that had no remorse when it came to the business of death. Although she didn't wish or want to be a killer, it was work, it was life it was just how it was. Even as she slowly danced and twirled taking leaping steps that had her arms doing the same splits as her legs.
The lake was thawing behind her but always stayed frozen. It was odd her path decided to well take a short cut across the lake to find where she'd heard rumor Callidora and her mate were dwelling. Hopefully, she'd actually not mind the upcoming little intruder. If not well that was a bridge that would be crossed when she reached it. Slowly twirling and spinning her leg extended at times then drawn close as time and time again she spun to where her hair danced as she along her shoulders. Snow fell about her and yet she felt none of it. Cold was something she was oblivious to where extreme heated places made her frown and a little grouchy. Go figure, such was the life of one that lived and was as she.
Long ago she'd lived her life holed up in her mind, her heart frozen and she'd allowed someone to unlock that. Her cousin, Ameerah and Aunt Nimue. They had seen fit to take the pain from her by showing her there was more then mindless self indulging hatred that bled into the pack. It was wrong for a wolf to feel such animosity and pain. The others had heard the wolves thoughts so long and probably had caused a great deal of disturbance. Wanting to not walk that same path again. Not wishing to cause hurt and pain to those she loved. She wanted to learn instead more to the life she had. So willowly her form moved upon the lake. Graceful as a swan in the late autumn dancing upon the remnants of summer's kissed waters.
She moved upon the lake dancing, twirling and spinning like a ballerina. Not that she'd ever known anything about it. It was just something she'd felt like doing. She moved as she wished but then that was how it had always been. The actions of the past were fading away like each flake of snow that fell upon her. Taking the memories and pains that had haunted her. Father was gone to her, so was her brother and the ones that hunted her. The come and go lost loves were gone as well. It was better that way in her opinion. Someday she'd find someone like the man that had struck a cord with her one wintery night.
A simple conversation that still resonated in her mind. Not a friend even, just someone in passing that still carried a cord with her. The same thing as a demonic male named Morlis. His white platinum bracelet still dangled from her wrist. Not that she'd ever been one of his girls, he'd simply gifted it to her one day for helping him. It was a present that she held dear to her as pure as the amulet about her neck that marked her family, her heritage that she took seriously.
Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2009 6:04 pm
Sylvana Snow
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Post subject: Re: New Moon Rising
Remembering the cold paths
The winter winds blew the snow about her as her white gown swirled about her pale legs. Silvery blond hair twirled upwardly the same as the snow as her leg extended twirling round and round. Spinning as she lifted her hands over her head the blue mist of the cryomancer glowed faintly the more she moved. Tuning into the winter, the snow and ice as she danced. A lone wolf ventured from the woods, not one of the pack but a simple wolf that watched, standing guard with large amber eyes. Her icy blue gaze met it's own.
Smiling as she followed it's gaze to the water. She walked to the edge and caressed along the snowy and wintery ground. Allowing the patch of snow to shift, move by her touch, The ice to shift at her touch opening a large drinking hole for the moment. Knelt down she smiled to the creature as her soft growl showed she was no threat to the wolf. It padded to her and her smile just turned upwardly. It's head lowered to lap at the water but she made no move to touch the creature. It's eyes flashed so uncertainly if she was a threat and danger so she simply stood and stepped away. Going back to her original plot and plan of dancing her way towards Callidora's temples. It was moments of tranquility that made her mind rebel slightly. It was too calm for the battlewary wolf.
She loved the sudden commands and orders that Ameerah used to fling out or was it Amunet. It was one and the same and yet different and she respectfully treated her as both. The gemini pack leader was missed in those few moments as she kept walking for the temples that the cousin made her home. Ameerah's former lover lived now there, it seemed the former lovers were all over like panties carelessly tossed out in a hurried romp. But that was neither here nor there.
The lake unfreezing, the sky clearing as she released the blue mists that swirled at her hands. Winter faded back to autumn and all was as it should have been. Winds settled back down as she kept walking, thinking to herself. Wondering if maybe she should have let Ameerah know where she was off to. But then, if the other woman had wanted her, she'd have let her know surely.
Thoughts drifted to the men in her life but never touching on those of bad. Really she just saw a mental picture of someone and remembered something about them. Relick, the sweet confused elf that have never fit in their world. The male by the lake that had talked to her and talked to her that touched parts of her. Morlis when he'd had her help him pick things for the women in his life. She still remembered him suprising her by slipping the snow flake bracelet on her wrist as a present for her helping him. Blushing faintly she sighed softly and looked to it now.
"Things are so different now from then. The wheel of time spins on, fate weaves it's spider like webs. Nature still blooms, shifts, dies and fades to another season. It's as it should be."
Her soft voice resonated in the cold silence before her eyes flashed. Taking off at a run she took a leap off a rock. A mist of blue engulfed her as snaps, pops sounded until the four legs of the chocolate brown wolf stood on the ground. The brilliant icy blue eyes set her apart as she started running now for the temple. Time to stop dilly dallying.
Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 11:55 am
Sylvana Snow
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Post subject: Re: New Moon Rising
Christmas time was coming, a time she'd never quite understood as a child. The celebration of life and death beginning and ending... with presents? That truely never was understood by the wolfish female as she stood on the outskirts of her cousin's temples.
Having arrived a few days previously and learned just what the temple had to offer. She could now almost understand why the pack and the temple revelry were always kept so far apart. Because in truth they were worlds apart in what was done and how things were done. Her talents here weren't well, needed which was what she'd sought. A place to go and belong, to learn new things.
Not that she hadn't learned a few new things. Things she'd never forget and she was betting had she been a gambler, the person that did the lessons won't let her forget them either. For the moment she watched on from a distance the cheer and good will. The fornicating couples, both natural and unnatural as they blended in their mutual wants and needs.
The aroma of sex was strong in the temples but blessedly as the moon was drawing close the gardens masked it subtlely. The silvery blond girl watched on with her gentle almost ice blue eyes. In a way she was a part of this land, this way of life and yet she wasn't.
Although her teacher definately would disagree with her on that point. Which is what she she was at now. He'd asked her to meet him by the tree he'd found her out the other night. And naturally oddly she'd gone and was standing there now. A silver dress cuddled her form rather like a simplistic ballerina's garb. If she was to compare herself, she'd be the princess of the snowflakes in the nutcracker.
Snow swirled about her body causing her skirt to go up at times, her hair to drift about her frame as she watched on. He was there, the scent of him unmistakable as was his grip as he got a hand on her shoulder before one of hers joined atop his own. "You're lucky you're recognized or you'd be a demoncicle you know this right?"
His laugh resonated as a finger caressed over the platinum bracelet that always adorned her wrist. A finger proding the snowflake there in. "Probably, little wolf girl. But I think I'd have you beat in a fight." Her lips coiled at that point, they would naturally agree to disagree on that point. "Maybe not, you never know." Her words were gentle in resonance as she allowed him to steer her from the tree towards the forest. The moon was high over head.
"It's almost time for the full moon, I bet you look forward to the running." He stated with a knowledge as he kept that grip on her shoulders. Her head tilted up to look at him as she was slightly shorter. "Definately, I look forward to after the run so well." She stated softly.
The Demon had taken the wolf as a lover, and she incited the demon in him to come out. Perhaps it was her sadistic nature that brought it out to taunt a creature that could snap her in half. To her it was the same thrill as running, the same thrill as severing someone's life on the Sultan's whim.
"When I leave, you're coming with me. A wolf belongs with her pack, not alone." The black eyes of him stared into her blue ones. "We'll see." She stated as she stepped forward. He'd made it well known, he felt a wolf belonged with it's pack. Granted yes that was something that she knew and did intend to do, but it was more her reserve to not bother her cousin AA that had her well always holding back. Last she'd heard through the grapevine she'd been replaced by a demon chick anyways.
"Family always comes first, Sylvana." He growled as he gripped the silvery blond hair. "Remember that." To which he found her hand gripping his throat in retribution. "Must we quarrel on a lovely evening. I know family comes first, I suppose I wanted to learn new things, and wanted to give my cousin a chance to see if she actually needed me there or not." Her hand dropped, and didn't bother to distangle his own from the long strands of hair.
Perhaps going to this, Aleris place might be a good idea after all. Lord knew New Orleans wasn't that fun right now and she really had no want to play desk jockey tieing up paperwork there for Frank the man that the Sultan had left in charge there.
Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 4:41 pm
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