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[ti]AE[/ti]Trish's Gentle Like the Breeze
Topic Started: May 5 2014, 04:46 AM (537 Views)
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Name: Gentle Like the Breeze
Gender: Female
Approximate Age: 18 cycles
Region: Listhrea

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Race: Aershaa
Breed/Species: Water
Type/Occupation: Flighted
Class: Wild


Mage Class / Element: Water


Physical Appearance: She's smaller than the usual water, her furless pelt is the color of lavender, she has a few swirly markings over her pelt, though they are of the color white or light grey. She has similar markings on the bottom of her eyes, but instead they are dots. She has light green eyes, shifted wings. The leathery part is sky blue, plain in the inside. The inside of her ears is peach. A pink nose and black claws.
Any references?: She is the mother of Gliding in the Winds so here is his cert http://i1273.photobucket.com/albums/y401/Dreyrull/Aershaa/Water%20xWater/trish29_gliding-in-the-winds.png to see their similarities.
Personality: Gentle Like the Breeze is usually, well gentle like her name says, though she does have hatred for a certain breed of 'shaa. She's usually calm, happy, but shy. She grew a fondness over a certain flighted water like her, except he cheated on her, ending to her hatred for the breed Draian. She is usually paranoid over where her son goes, after losing her two other daughters, she now guards over Gliding like a hawk. Gentle is a very resourceful aershaa, she'd run and fly through Lishrea's floating islands looking for the best shelter she could find for her and her son. She's emotional too, never smiling at the fact her son is all grown up. Gentle does have a temper, though it's not easy to anger her, when she does she can throw big fits. She is skilled in her gift of water magic, but never came to teach her son about it. She worries too much that she tends to forget to enjoy life. She's always alert, looking for any sign of danger. Gentle is a peacemaker, not skilled in fighting, only in defending, but she will go to far lengths just to save those she loves.

History: (( part of this is part of her son's history/prompt in DoTA ))

It was sunset, the sky was dappled with different shades of purples, reds, yellows and oranges. It looked far too peaceful for the weeping mother.

The old Water steps up towards him, draping a wing over his back. She gives him a sad smile. "You sure you want to do this?" She asks, her lips quivering.

He nods slowly. "Yes, I have to, I want to explore the world below." He pauses, watching his mother now starting to cry. "Now don't do that," he starts to whisper, nuzzling her mother. "I'll be fine, okay, I promise I'll go back here."

Gentle Like the Breeze nods. "Pro . . . promise?" She stutters, glancing at her son then to the ground.

"Promise." He said to assure his mother. "And you do know that I don't break promises, right?"

"Of course you don't, now go now before I start crying harder will ya!"

"Thanks," he says softly, spreading his wings, he jumps down and glides with the wind.

She sighed, her ears drooping. Gentle knew this day was coming. She knew she'd miss him so much. The old Water didn't know how to let go. She loved her only son too much.

"Goodbye," she whispered, watching as his figure slowly disappeared. Gentle wanted to fly after him, to yell for him to come back. He only left for a few minutes and yet she was already sobbing, missing Gliding so badly. Her son was the last aershaa she had. He was her cornerstone. Now she was alone.

Sighing, Gentle Like the Breeze turned around, walking away, not turning around and stopping the tears from falling.

Be strong! He'll come back! She reassured herself, finally mustering some strength and turning around. She had a bad feeling stirring in her gut, as if telling her to turn around and call him back, make him the little son she knew. Gentle was quite used to Gliding's presence, him disappearing for a few minutes was something she couldn't bear. Some might call it a bit too clingy, but she saw it as love for him.

A month passed.

Gentle Like the Breeze woke up in the morning, watching the sun rise, then watch it set, then see the two moons rise. That was her agenda. Watch as they rose and fell. Everyday she waited, she prayed that he'd come back safe and sound.

She prayed that he was happy . . . wherever her beloved son was.
[edit_reason]Finished, though short. [/edit_reason]
Edited by trish29, May 7 2014, 06:50 AM.
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