The Academy: Keira ; vicariously i live while the whole world dies

She stood to the side of the ruins, watching the scholar’s and their cheerful conversations, teachers seeking students and students seeking teachers; Kale and Nyota seeking a quest for Seer… so much in so little time. Yet she doesn’t bother with embracing it, she only stands aside watching them, hiding in the shadow of a pillar. My rogue is still, he body shifting suddenly as she hesitantly steps out, she was strange to some- the way she contrasted and looked. Her body curvy, slender, and petite; yet powerful war bathed muscles laid underneath her soft skin and gentle appearance. She felt a small gust of wind tap her shoulder- her body shivering briefly, and she turns. Amidst the scholars she begins to walk, her swan neck curved and head upon her bosom. Her sable body was stand out, neither glossy nor dusty, somewhere in between- her peppered mane and tail where riddled with strands of white hair- of lighter gray hair… and her underbelly and legs, well- they were splotched heavily with white and darker gray hair.

She did turn her face though, a sound disturbing her, and she lifts her head. Her red friend walking forward, it’s swaying hips and fox like body where strange, stilted and racky, the tall creature settled by following her. She spoke silently to it, the maned wolves eyes gleaning like her own. She stands still and the creature in her presence; “Erzuli,” she says, her lullaby voice harsh and soft- rapt with a bard’s song. “Follow Kale monitor his journey and report back to Me if anything goes wrong.” The creature smiles and dodges off into the snow and wood- the ruins growing much colder, and yet the beautiful appearance of the snow added something. She stands still, ideally watching, listening and hearing her earth calling.

Sometime after the event with her friend she turns, hearing the shifting snow and the sound of another. She turns her face, and glances upon her- Elemmírë grows silent. Her face is exposed to it’s fullest, the half white left side marveling a beautiful ocean blue colored eye- and her left a strange violet amber color with mixtures of the twilight sky. She contrasted herself, and yet she nods- “Greetings,” she says it softly, lifting her head and stepping forward. Her shoulders roll back and hips sway, she moves in an angular motion and walk almost similar to her friend, yet my rogue grows still- “I am Elemmírë, and you must be Keira.” She’d nod her head but instead she draws near, a step suddenly causing the snow to displace- beneath both Keira and her feet the green earth rises and the grass and flowers bloom.

The flowers vines of the academy burst into spring and silently she chuckles; “tell me, what element interests you, the untamable water, the hungry fire, the searching wind, the jagged lightning, or perhaps the flowered and feral earth?” she waits.