Glade Kerubi
Alferia
The soft rustle of leafs drifts down from the treetops disturbed by a passing breeze, the constant hum of a plethora of insect wings lies in the air and the melodies of a flock of singing birds mingle to form a beautiful symphony of nature. The day has well past its prime and the late afternoon sun bathes mother nature in its warmest colors. And in the shadow of a large oak tree at the edge of a small clearing somewhere in the Peka Glade lies Netharia the Glade Kerubi.
Noiselessly an Aeon flutters closer and lands softly on the tip of her nose. The Aeon waits patiently for several minutes and watches the progression of an ant trail. Finally Netharia stirs and opens her right eye tentatively and then closes it again. "Ah Kiranius you are back! Finally I was getting worried you had lost your way my dear friend." Netharia murmurs still with both eyes closed and then slowly starts to get up. Kiranius the Aeon takes flight again as Netharia yawns, stretches her legs and shakes out her fur finishing with an elegant flick of her tail, a herb satchel quietly dangling around her neck.
"Did you find some lavender Kiranius? My stocks are really running low. I hope we can find some soon." Netharia askes Kiranius with a final yawn. In response Kiranius flutters around in a complicated pattern and then takes off towards the southwest end of the clearing. "Oh really? A large field of camomile near the stream and the old Foxip hole where the Parsons used to live? That sounds very promising. Good work my friend!" Netharia exclaims delightedly and with quick leaps catches up to Kiranius, who just leaves the clearing and flutters ahead of Netharia along the path of an almost invisible track towards the stream that runs through Peka Glade. Once the unlike pair has left the clearing Netharias voice floats in the air every once and again unintelligibly as the thicket swallows them up on their way into their next big adventure.
Noiselessly an Aeon flutters closer and lands softly on the tip of her nose. The Aeon waits patiently for several minutes and watches the progression of an ant trail. Finally Netharia stirs and opens her right eye tentatively and then closes it again. "Ah Kiranius you are back! Finally I was getting worried you had lost your way my dear friend." Netharia murmurs still with both eyes closed and then slowly starts to get up. Kiranius the Aeon takes flight again as Netharia yawns, stretches her legs and shakes out her fur finishing with an elegant flick of her tail, a herb satchel quietly dangling around her neck.
"Did you find some lavender Kiranius? My stocks are really running low. I hope we can find some soon." Netharia askes Kiranius with a final yawn. In response Kiranius flutters around in a complicated pattern and then takes off towards the southwest end of the clearing. "Oh really? A large field of camomile near the stream and the old Foxip hole where the Parsons used to live? That sounds very promising. Good work my friend!" Netharia exclaims delightedly and with quick leaps catches up to Kiranius, who just leaves the clearing and flutters ahead of Netharia along the path of an almost invisible track towards the stream that runs through Peka Glade. Once the unlike pair has left the clearing Netharias voice floats in the air every once and again unintelligibly as the thicket swallows them up on their way into their next big adventure.
