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Date Posted: 16:37:51 06/10/02 Mon
Author: . rádia .
Subject: {first impressions}

I am the earth and the earth is me an I am free, I am the wind in the sky and the treetops. I am all and I am nothing…Pull out of it, Ribut I am the wind in the sky and the waves in the sea…and you are the dirt between your toes-now snap out of it!

The heavy lids snapped open, deep pools of blue and silver peering out behind thick, dark lashes, focusing on the next thing in their line of vision, a tree. Rádia was completely composed, rested, serene. Mediation had done her good and it had taken much less time to pull out of than last time. She sat immobile for a moment in that much cliched position-bare soles of her feet together, legs bent, knees almost on the ground, hands resting lightly on the latter joint. Perfectly still, she tried to recapture the ultimate peace she had known, attempting in vain to squash the metaphorical butterflies returning to her stomach. waaait, why so nervous? Her mind worked frantically for a moment, and then she sat bolt upright.bonding! For a moment, she panicked. Then a faint smile crossed her lips as slender legs gathered themselves and she was upright. With graceful movement borne of court manners and wild living, she lifted her hands to a welcoming blue sky, issuing a shrill whistle, one of joy, though no stranger could have known that. Tilting her head back. Rádia let the sunlight caress her. Mother, Father, I wish you could see me now… Wishful thinking, as they were both dead and gone. Returning to her senses, she peers into a shallow pool on the right making sure all was perfect.

Staring back as her were the finely chiseled features of her people. She fingered the auburn hair that spilled over her shoulder, missing the sharp colors. Usually greens, blacks and silvers, were dyed into the lengthy red-and-gold tresses. But not now. For her (hoped-for) bonding she had to be au natural and has cleaned herself it, not to put anymore in until she attempted to bond. To support the au natural look, she is garbed in the clothes she loves most, light leather tunic and leggings, pulling on soft leather boots. To complete the outfit she needed that necklace! The lissome woman pivoted, retrieving the necklace she always wore to occasions of such import. Leather and parchment-thin strips of wood flavored by beads she now placed around her neck.

Slinging the satchel over her shoulder, she slips through the forest to the vale in which in Rian, the Plenyt, The Mate and the two Bonded Dwi were.I know this-Cariad, Llynmynydd, Jallya, Terrum.
She haunted the borders of the weald for a while, unsure if those inside could see her. Finally, she leaves umbrage, emerging into bright copse. Refined manners much now like instinct kick in. She dips her head as if acknowledging royalty, then addresses all in silky tones.
“M’lords, M’ladies, I am Rádia.”

It is now she takes a cautious glance at the Plenyt and parent Wytti. She meets the eyes, bright and deep. Fathomless, intoxicating… She is drawn into the heady mix of colors, must pull herself away or drown in them forever. Now, addressing just the Rian.
“You and your brood, m’lady Cariad, are a sight for sore eyes. It has been many a year since I beheld a Wytti and Plenyt, but I cannot recall any as beautiful as you and yours.”

Her thoughts race furiously. Ohno, look where I have gotten myself. They probably don’t like being addressed like that! One angry look from those eyes and I’ll dig a whole and dies! To late to go back, though… However, consternation is not exhibited upon face. Now she addresses the male, Llynmynydd.
“M’lord Llynmynydd, you must be proud to have sired such fines Bach’s and Fach’s. They are surely destined for great things. Fine Wytti they will grow into.

Ok, proverbial deep breath…Now the Bonded Dwi…
“M’lord Terrun, M’lady Jallaya, you are blessed with good fortune. These are the most magnificent pair of Wytti I have ever laid eyes on, elegant and refined, yet powerful and feral at the same time.”

She sneaks one last look at the Plenyt. Oh! how they squeeze her heart. She yearns for each one, to cuddle and hold and care for, regardless of the size. Repressing a sigh she squares her shoulders and squats, pulling out a rope knotted at both ends, a simple toy.


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