Username: DragonOfEmber
Viscet Name: Bluanne, goes by Blu.
Personality: Blu is a calm, gentle Viscet who loves to rest in meadows. Blu's aura tends to calm those around her as well, and will often be the one to diffuse a fight.
Memory:
Blu sat among the field of flowers, a bohemian waxwing perched in one of the trees where the meadow met the forest, singing its sweet trilling song as it fluttered about the branches. Blu smiled to herself, enjoying the calm of the meadow. She'd been there long enough that the animals had forgotten to view her as a threat - not that she'd harm them, mind you - and they were slowly moving closer and closer to her. A little field mouse twitched it's nose in her direction, scampering about in the tall, reedlike grass that surrounded her. A young deer and her fawn pranced gracefully as they grazed, the little doe brave as it explored the meadow and the creatures within.
The fawn moved with a ballerina's grace, leaping high for a little thing. It made its way towards her, chasing a butterfly that had flown in front of its face, ignorant to the fact that Blu rested among the flowers. Blu held perfectly still.
The fawn kept bouncing around the meadow, and it wan't until Blu realized that she couldn't hear the footfalls of the youngling that it had stopped. She looked up, about to get upset, but instead was startled to find the fawn was a hairsbreadth away from her nose! Blu gasped quietly in surprise.
The little fawn danced over to her side, into what it assumed was a nest of legs it could rest in, and promptly did just that. It's mother looked up, not at all disgruntled by the fawn's behaviour, then proceeded to munch on the grass of the meadow.
Blu closed her eyes, not wanting this moment to ever escape her mind. Her heart soared knowing that these creatures trusted her enough to lay with her. It meant the world.
As Blu lay resting, the mother deer came over, resting a foot away from her fawn, watching with her gentle brown eyes. Blu held her breath. Surely this couldn't be real? She never wanted to wake up if it weren't. Her breath rushed out as she opened her eyes, knowing now that it truly was real. She smiled happily, watching with kind eyes over the young fawn resting at her side.
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Blu opened her eyes, the memory of that day ingrained in her mind as if carved there forever. She remembered every detail, every blade of grass that moved, every creature that came across the field, every moment spent curled up with the deer and her fawn. She smiled to herself, setting about arranging the flowers for that day's banquet.
'Today is a good day.' She thought happily to herself.
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Morning Town TrainArt:
Please excuse the colouring! I can't colour....
