02-14-2016, 09:12 AM
And she'll always get the best of me, the worst is yet to come
All the misery was necessary when we're deep in love
All the misery was necessary when we're deep in love
Give, take. Give, take. Take, take, take...
Take it all, take everything, give yourself something. Give the Cove things. That is Kirin's philosophy on life. It proved a philosophy none too shabby too, the Cove was prospering.
For a spell he watches the blue woman, their best gift to date. Ask and you shall receive, he had asked, they had delivered- they had been rewarded with time. Time taken from them, time prolonged here on this plane of existence to do their work. Time. That was all they needed to persevere.
His silver eyes dance along the graceful specimen, one that finds a path of her own out on the water. A trail of glassy ice to keep her afloat, a path out over the vastness of the ocean waters. It was a curious little gift, Kirin thought so at least, thus is why he coveted the girl so. Thus is why he coveted all the special ones in his flock, each one making use of their powers to benefit his home. The thought lifted his spirits, brought a wicked smile to his pale lips before he leapt into the air. A twist and spiral of wings and pastel hues to rival any sunrise or sunset.
Kirin is swift to greet her, twirling about on the air currents that buffeted the waters. "Aren't we looking radiant today?" The compliment hanging in the air on a fog, his own wings keeping him above the choppy depths. "Is their room for two?" His head cocks to the side, almost playfully, his eyes raking trails over her hide. "I'll keep you warm.." He teased, eyes flashing at the joke because he wasn't sure if anything could keep Wayra warm. He would like to give it a try though, Khaos knows he did, and with the season inching on them he could scarcely part from her icy presence. The more appropriate statement would have been a question, Who would keep him warm?
Take it all, take everything, give yourself something. Give the Cove things. That is Kirin's philosophy on life. It proved a philosophy none too shabby too, the Cove was prospering.
For a spell he watches the blue woman, their best gift to date. Ask and you shall receive, he had asked, they had delivered- they had been rewarded with time. Time taken from them, time prolonged here on this plane of existence to do their work. Time. That was all they needed to persevere.
His silver eyes dance along the graceful specimen, one that finds a path of her own out on the water. A trail of glassy ice to keep her afloat, a path out over the vastness of the ocean waters. It was a curious little gift, Kirin thought so at least, thus is why he coveted the girl so. Thus is why he coveted all the special ones in his flock, each one making use of their powers to benefit his home. The thought lifted his spirits, brought a wicked smile to his pale lips before he leapt into the air. A twist and spiral of wings and pastel hues to rival any sunrise or sunset.
Kirin is swift to greet her, twirling about on the air currents that buffeted the waters. "Aren't we looking radiant today?" The compliment hanging in the air on a fog, his own wings keeping him above the choppy depths. "Is their room for two?" His head cocks to the side, almost playfully, his eyes raking trails over her hide. "I'll keep you warm.." He teased, eyes flashing at the joke because he wasn't sure if anything could keep Wayra warm. He would like to give it a try though, Khaos knows he did, and with the season inching on them he could scarcely part from her icy presence. The more appropriate statement would have been a question, Who would keep him warm?
Kirin
son of Khaos
