AuroraElis
AuroraElis
She decides on a path that is north bound, winding along the river. Her gown of emerald and sapphire envelopes her body in a cloaking embrace. When the fairies had gifted her the wings upon her arrival, they were simply to conceal her scarred hide, not to fly. They feathers were long and flimsy, only holding enough together to create the gown in which she wore. They shifted easily and were quite weightless to carry, upon her back which was a godsend with the extra pounds she carried within her. With each stride they shift, the very tips trailing slightly behind her like the train of a fine dress.
She choosen her path carefully, but it is not without the usual dangers. Loose stones, hidden rodent holes, and even creatures could pose a threat at any moment. She doesn't hear the faint rattle alerting them to danger, but Jack does. He springs before her, stopping her in her tracks. She slides onto her hunches, her body half rearing and twisting away from him. Her peripheral vision catches sight of the serpent attached to Jacks leg. Her nostrils flare as she snorts in alarm, turning herself in a 360-degree circle until she is faces him again. The snake is now dead in the brush as she rushes to Jacks side, "Jack! Are you ok? How bad is it?" Her face lowers to see the blood staining his white socks red. She can see the puncture wounds and slight swelling beginning to inflame his tendons. "This doesn't look good at all," she says, concern in her voice. Usually, she would ask for permission before calling forth her magic, but time is of the essence. "Hold still Jack, I promise this won't hurt," the powers within her crawl forth. They brush along his flesh before penetrating deep within the veins. The snakes' venom was already making its way to other parts of his body. The magic begins to destroy the poison and repair the damage. The swelling slowly subsides and the wounds eclose. Her breathing shallows as the energy from her drains. All that remains is the blood stains as she stumbles forward from exhaustion. Even though she has spent years, decades even, strengthening her magic, it still takes a toll on her just the same. "There, all better," she says breathlessly as she looks to Jack to see that he is alright.
Not all that glitters is gold
@Jack in the Box