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A Heaven's Whisper...
Silver bodice glided across the skies above the grasslands. Soundless her ivory wings made naught a sound against the heaven's embrace. Her slender head lay upon a thick neck and powerful shoulders. Her physique though frail and slender for a dragon was still tall and powerful for many a foe. Her size was far less than many a dragon's, but what she lacked in size she made up for in intelligence and agility. Her speed in the air was incredible and she was of a light composition, making her glide without hardly a pain. However flying for ages was a tiring endeavor and she gracefully set herself down beneath a small oak that was located in isolation upon the grass knolls of the hillsides. By the time her ice blue talons had scraped the earth, her body was already manipulating itself and her form seemed to shimmer within the air, turning into a ghostlike apparition of her dragon form. The transition between teh two shifts was far from unpleasant. The shimmering image, slowly dissapated and began to create the human Azura. Materializing once more she smoothed out her apparrel and went to the trunk of the tree, placeing her palm against its oak wood. Closing her eyes she smelled the scent of its wood and heard the wind play through the branches. It's sweet song of life. Lulled by it she slid her body down the tree to rest beneath its shade. She had no rsponsibility as of yet. She was a warrioress by trade and had a notion to join a force eventually, yet she needed approval first and none had come as of late. So she found herself here, enjoying the day as best she could. Relaxing in teh freedom, and playing with the pleantries of lieing in the cool shade refreshed by the breeze, the morning was quiet. There were no ill tidings in the wind - but... she'd be careful. She would not put it past the dark lords to wander in the morning, searching for prey. However if she was to be a victim, she'd play it not easy... she was not an easy target, no matter what dark evilocity tried to claim such.
And thus....
... the morning continues.
...Will Thee Listen?
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