http://wer-storm.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] wer-storm.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2005-10-17 10:16 pm

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Fully furry and loving it, Storm slinks out the front door and into the night.

Time for some fun...

[identity profile] myladyrhiannon.livejournal.com 2005-10-18 06:15 am (UTC)(link)
And somewhere in the distance an owl appears to be flying laps around the moon disc itself.

Who says you have to be on the ground to enjoy a full moon anyways?

[identity profile] myladyrhiannon.livejournal.com 2005-10-18 06:29 am (UTC)(link)
The mun grins, and decides to allow Rhiannon to inadvertently help reenact the scene between Spirit and the eagle as they raced across the Cimarron plains. Only with different animals.

So Rhiannon, spotting the wolf below, decides to see how far he can follow her as she circles about the night sky.

[identity profile] myladyrhiannon.livejournal.com 2005-10-18 06:53 am (UTC)(link)
She doesn't have to go over it; she can always go through it. And as long as moonlight filters through the canopy there's light to see by.

But for now it's a lap around the lake.

If only she could smile as a bird...

[identity profile] myladyrhiannon.livejournal.com 2005-10-18 07:08 am (UTC)(link)
And just to make sure we incorporate as much as Spirit as the mun can, Rhiannon stoops and lightly plucks a few hairs from Storm's neck ruff, then kites slowly upwards a few feet.

Oh the fun you can have when it gets dark out...

[identity profile] myladyrhiannon.livejournal.com 2005-10-18 07:27 am (UTC)(link)
Rhiannon hoots in return, turning her head to look at their reflections in the water. Red wolf and grey owl running and flying through the night, enjoying the time spent being animals.

How glad I am to have discovered that the Old Blood still runs true no matter who claims it. To think of all I would miss if I were denied lir-shape...

[identity profile] myladyrhiannon.livejournal.com 2005-10-18 07:48 am (UTC)(link)
And Little Creek lets out a whoop of ecstacy as they jump across the canyon seemingly without effort-

Heh.


She watches all this, marvelling at how effortlessly a wolf's body moves; how strong it is and how great is its endurance.

And she remembers that she too, can be a wolf if she wants to be.

And she thinks, Why not? It is a good night to run as a wolf.., as she descends again, allows the void to swallow and strip away the owl's form and return her human body to her.

She smiles for a moment, allowing the sensations to fade away, then calls forth the magic again, this time exchanging woman's body for that of a she-wolf.

Wagging her tail, she turns and sprints off along the shores of the lake, listening as the sounds of leaves crunch underneath her paws and her breath freezes and curls in front of her.

Sul'harai indeed.

[identity profile] myladyrhiannon.livejournal.com 2005-10-18 08:15 am (UTC)(link)
It's not a purely exclusive feeling, she notes, seeing her companion through a wolf's eyes. And for a moment, she wonders if the stories she'd heard told and woven about the Cheysuli had some truth to them. Legends do have a spark of truth in them after all.

Did the Cheysuli warriors lie with their lir? Did those whose lir were female have their lir petition the warriors to give them children of their own?*

It's a disturbing thought, and she tries to forget about it for a while.

Think of the moon and the freedom to move about however you wish in whatever form you wish...


*The mun has entertained that notion once or twice before. She blames canon!Niall and canon!Gisella going at it as wolves [it was Gisella's idea] while they went about conceiving Corin and Keely that one night.

[identity profile] myladyrhiannon.livejournal.com 2005-10-19 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
Of course, Rhiannon, being all new to animal body language, takes this behaviour to simply be "friendly" and "playful".

So she grabs a stick and flings it into the air as best she can, not having hands to use.

It's all innocent fun until something risque or r-rated happens...

Sorry about the unannounced slowtime - I was too tired to even beg for it last night. :(