the land of faerres { Sih likes shiny things }

[Dawnbreeze10210]

Congradulations HD, and welcome back tayio, I think we all missed you!

[Wolf Shadowstalker]

The stage that had been abandoned for a month, collecting dust as visitors come by often only to leave with a disappointed expression on their faces. The once popular tourist spot is now eerily empty without a single soul in sight except that little timid Faerre. The soft colored Faerre with the face of an angel seem to shake on the spot despite facing an empty hall that soon will be filled. No bugles sounded today, Tenme hoped it would be a quiet departure, she was never fond of communicating with large groups and drawing attention to herself. Two grey eyes glanced beyond the altar to the lands afar, she hopes she'll find someone who'll understand her quiet nature. Perhaps bring her to somewhere where she can escape from critical eyes. The small faerre shivered slightly as she caught a glimpse of a shadow of a visitor by the door. Taking a deep breath she faced her challenge.

Tenme will be judged in 5 days, June 10th, HK Time
*Tenme is a very timid Faerre, any actions that'll scare her off will result in the increase in chances of her running away without choosing a partner, tread carefully*

Character for woo: Borak, an aging wolf

Borak lifted his face to the wind as it ruffled his dark coat of mottled brown fur. His large build had softened over the years, but his movements still held that powerful grace; the combination giving him a gentle, assuring presence. He had been traveling alone for quite some time, meeting the occasional wanderer along the way. The temporary companions were comforting, but he wished for something more permanent, to share with someone the beautiful places he visited with through more than just word of mouth. Words could only do so much after all. Fortunately, one of the travelers he had met had told him of Vinara, where Faerres were looking for companions to show them the outside world. Maybe there he would find his long awaited for companion. His gray-green eyes gazed along the path he had been following. Well, there was still quite a ways to go. Shaking himself a little to make sure the pouch he carried still hung around his neck, Borak continued on to Vinara in a gentle lope.

On reaching the altar, Borak was slightly surprised to see there were few creatures around. From what he heard from the traveler, these "wooings" clamored with creatures of all kinds eager to convince the presenting Faerre to join them. Though it mattered not. Borak preferred the quiet, it being better for taking in his surroundings. The carvings on the altar were exquisite, the finest he had ever seen. They flowed along with the grain of the wood while telling stories with nothing more than images. Just by glancing at them he could tell whether the tales were sorrowful, joyous or just something of ordinary life. Dust covered parts of the altar, interrupted by the footprints of others who had come before him and some lettering he couldn't quite make out from this distance. It must have had been a while since the last Faerre went out into the world, explaining why there was less commotion than he had expected. After examining the altar a bit longer, his eyes finally rested on the Faerre standing on the stage.

She was a beautiful pale gray with white makings on her face, torso, and hind legs. Like distant mountains capped by snow, Borak thought. He also noticed that she was trembling a bit despite the lack of audience. He smiled softly. What a timid little creature and yet so brave! Borak wondered what drew her to leave the security her homeland. Did she seek beauty, adventure, knowledge...or a little companionship like he did? My gift will suit her well, whether she decides to travel with me or not. He only hoped his size wouldn't frighten her too much.

Borak made his way up to the stage, the wood steps creaking slightly under his weight. Reaching the top, he took a few paces closer to the Faerre, sat down, and curled his tail around his legs. Some of the dust that had been stirred by Borak's movements settled on his fur.

"Greetings little one," he began, "I am Borak. I have traveled to faraway places and seen many beautiful sights. Serene forests, majestic mountains, the wide expanse of the sea. Ahh, such grandeur, but alas, I have no one to experience it with. It is not enough for me to explain the sights to fellow travelers. I want to see the awe in their faces as they revel In the magnificence of the scenery before them. Your quiet nature will allow you to appreciate the scenery even more. You can't fully focus on something if you are distracted by talk, yes? You need not have to express your opinions to me in words if you do not wish to do so. I will be able to understand you well enough through your expressions. "

Borak lowered his head and slipped the pouch off his neck. With his silvery muzzle, he pushed it towards the Faerre.

"Occasionally, I come across interesting trinkets during my travels. Here in this pouch is a moonstone. I have heard that it brings protection to travelers and those of a sensitive nature. It is the perfect charm for you, little one. I ask that you take it with you, whomever you decide to travel with. I am sure that it will glow with a gentle radiance in your hands."

With a relived sigh, Borak got up and made his way to the edge of the stage. Long moments of stillness had been getting to his joints in the past few years. Then, remembering something, he stopped and turned his head to the Faerre. 

"By the way, you may need to loop the pouch's cord around your neck a few times so it doesn't drag along the ground. It was made for someone of my size after all. Farewell, and good luck to you."

At that Borak continued down the steps and left his footprints in the the dust along with the others. May she find peace in her journey.

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Hello. c: I've kinda been stalking this tread for a while now. The Faerres are so pretty! This is my first chance at wooing one, since Fate (actual Fate, not a user) decided to play a prank on me and have me discover this while Taiyo had exams. =P Hope you did well on those by the way. ^_^

I hope my woo is alright; it turned out so much better in my head. D: Borak is supposed to be a comforting and somewhat wise character, but his dialogue doesn't convey that very well. Curse my inexperience on writing dialogue. >.< Still, I'm okay with it; the story was fun to write. Good luck everybody!

[Raindrop]

The butterfly drifted gently across the stage, its wing beats beating to a silent rhythm. She drifted around the deserted stage in lazy loops, silently, slowly. Amithe surveyed the scene below, nothing much of interest catching her eye. Nor would she even have participated in any activities even if she had seen one anyways. Her silent nature kept her from doing so. She was not shy, but Amithe would have preferred a long flight through the forest than a large gathering of many chattering souls. The peace and quiet of complete silence was much more enjoyable than having to listen to the rabble of over-excited creatures.

There. Amithe sighted something. A tiny creature, though big in comparison to herself, with innocent features that seemed to shy away from the world in general. Though this, she seemed lonely, in need of some companionship. Amithe hesitated. She herself was not one to start up a conversation aimlessly, yet she despised having to see creatures alike the one she saw now, forlorn and alone.

She drifted over hesitantly. As she came into the sightline of the faerre, she slowed down considerably, hovering in the air, a respectable distance from the faerre. Amithe knew that approaching shy creatures too quickly and menacingly often resulted in their bolting off, which did no good for the objective Amithe had in mind.

She tried speaking, but the words felt thick and awkward in her mouth, and did not seem to go together properly. Even trying to string up a simple word greeting of together with the words she had in mind sounded odd, like the pieces of a jigsaw puzzle fitted wrongly. Perhaps something else.

An idea sparked in her mind. Amithe swooped up into the air, and as she did, performed a few twists and loops, each one of them simple, yet to perfection. This was then followed by the execution of a number of complicated swirls as she flew upward, accompanied by the soft murmuring of a few verses. Each one, she remembered with surprising clarity.

"The night has come
The darkness awash the lands with its light
The creatures of the night come out to play
Don't fret, they won't harm you in any way
They'll be gone when dawn breaks the day
So don't fret, sleep soundly and peacefully
Until the dawn breaks the day"

The last line was almost inaudible, for she had to focus on the last bit. The hardest part of the ritual, by far. One that she had never been able to pull off perfectly. A low swoop to the left, followed by a number of continuous twirls to the right, until she felt dizzy, and finally, a series of 360° loops, that left Amithe dazed.

I did it. Amithe thought, catching her breath in pants. I did it. She'd been able to do it perfectly, for the first time. Noticing the faerre for the first time since the ritual, she smiled sheepishly, in a shy manner.

"Tha-that was a ritual from the Land, where I come from. We do it when the younglings are too scared to sleep in the night, so that after they watch it, they might complete forget about their troubles and insecurities for the moment, and settle down for the night. Now, it's become more of a thing we do to keep our troubles at bay, and maintain a bit of peace within us, if for only a while."

The mention of her homeland sent a pang of nostalgia through Amithe. She missed everything about it, from the lush meadows to the quiet forests, that allowed one to be fully at peace with themselves, with little disturbances from their own thoughts. Or at least, that was how she had felt about it. The faerre looked like she needed some place of peace and serenity for a while, too. That was what had urged Amithe to perform the ritual in the first place.

"If you would desire, the Land would be more than glad to welcome you into its lands."

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Hopefully I did this correctly. :3

Apologies for my horrible woo, I have no talent in writing these. ;u;

By the way, just for reference, Amithe is pronounced as ah-mai-thei.

[Taiyo]

Tenme will be judged tomorrow! Get those forms in C:

[*Blackberry*]

I cut short my story and it is shorter then everyone's else XC

[zacherie]

Mine is short too, berry! Don't worry :3
Wonder what'll happen now? xD

[Dawnbreeze10210]

Mine is short too, berry! Don't worry :3
Wonder what'll happen now? xD

I cut short my story and it is shorter then everyone's else XC

First, sorry if this is modding Taiyo and HD,my deepest aplogizes.

Second, Blackberry and Soulbridge. It shouldn't matter if your 'woo' is long or short. It just matters on how well you wrote it and if it fits the needs of the faerre. When others write the longer 'woos' it can mean many things, ranging from:wonderful ideas, stories, time and care, etc. Sometimes longer entries show more effort in wanting the faerre, although they won't necissarily 'win' over the faerre. Perhaps you could win with a short entry, maybe you put all the needs of the faerre wonderfully in that one 'woo'. Either way, it all just depends on how the faerre responds. So don't put yourselves down because you have a shorter woo then the others, you have just a fair chance as them.

[zacherie]

Oh, I wasn't complaining or putting myself down; I was just saying that I do have a short woo ^^;
Sorry if I sounded like I was complaining ^^; My deepest apologies

[*~SlyFox~*]

Tenme

Character in woo:
Prim- A motherly red panda who loves to gather flowers and comfort people.

The small red panda padded silently towards the gates to the grand city a small flower basket held firmly in her small jaws,"Oh dear I'm so late" she said in a nervous tone as she passed the gates and slowed her pace as she reached the alter.The floor and walls were covered in dust which caused her to sneeze softly,"Oh my I really am very late" she said in a disappointed tone.Then she saw a movement from the alter,taking a deep breath she padded up the steps to come face to face with a gray and white female Faerre.She gently place her basket down and looked at the faerre,"Why hello there miss,its wonderful to meet you.My name is Prim,may I know your name?" she paused waiting for a response from the faerre.Seeing that the faerre didn't respond to her she smiled faintly,"Oh you don't speak much do you?" she asked the faerre tilting her head slightly.She made herself comfortable by sitting down and wrapping her fuzzy tail around her paws,they both sat in silence while Prim shifted through her flower basket.

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After a few moments of silence she spoke,"I might as well start with a few things about myself and such" she spoke looking up from her basket at Tenme."I'm not one to start telling long tales and such,but I will say I could take you to my garden." she said before looking back into her basket.You seem like someone who doesn't like to be in the center of attention and,well to me you seem to have the look of someone who likes flowers.My garden is a peaceful place,there are not many visit my garden and its a wonderful.The suns always shining,the flowers are always in bloom.Which I have to say is a bit odd" she trailed off and plucked out a flower from her basket."Ah here it is" she said and showed the flower to Tenme."This is one of my favorite flowers,I grew it myself" she said with some pride.The flower had a white center and the petals were a velvet color,the petals were pointed instead of round.Also the end of the petals were colored black with white curls inside the black."You can keep it if you like it" she said in a gentle voice placing the flower at Tenme's paws."I'm sorry I cannot offer much to you,I just live a simple life.I do hope you enjoy the flower miss.It was wonderful to have the time to speak to you." Prim said to her and picked up her basket of flowers in her jaws.She slowly padded down the alter and towards the gates,but she did pause and stole a glance back to Tenme.

[Taiyo]

Tenme will be judging in 1 hour! get those forms finished if they aren't! And good luck everyone!