Solira: The Ocean: Now I don’t know what to be without you around // Loti

Her ears pricked and her eyes left the form of the other for briefest moments. Something was in the air, and it felt to be a good omen. “You’re welcome” She responded with hushed voice. Her attention had strayed else where, and it was minutes before her mind had put together the pieces. “The Elementals are happy with us, but just how much I cannot tell” It was a monthly occurrence, this dealing with the elements. Clock had been here twice for it, and neither times had it been enjoyed. “When they are unhappy utter destruction occurs. Many are harmed” She was speaking almost to herself, as if possessed by another spirit. But she was not, and was simply letting flow more information. She knew little, but knew enough to get by and was learning more each day. Her eyes sparked and snapped as they turned back to the other, and she smiled. “But it seemed they are happy with Solira this time. Come, let us see what they have in store” She knew that once the chosen horse (It was Illium last time, she was sure) would come, that most of Solira would gather around. Last time it had been to help those that had been subject to the carnage and wreckage. Clock had stayed out of the main group before, not feeling as if she were part of the herd, but this time she wanted to be in on the action. Whatever that may be. She nudged Loti lightly as her steps started to carry her off.

(Boo, lame post. Haha. I figure that once the elementals come all other convo’s will be lost in the excitement anyway though, so we can carry on there if you want or just leave the convo to die here)

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They call me Clock. I’m a mish mash, which really means my dam was a floozy and doesn’t remember who my father is. No matter. It’s been 5 years since I last cared about my so called family. Some say I’m a loner, but I prefer to think that I’m just really picky about who I associate with. I can appear cold and calculated, but I’m loyal to the end for those that I believe are worthy of it. I analyse things non-stop, I like to take my time, which sometimes causes others to be nervous, not knowing what I’m thinking and all that jazz. I like to think that’s part of my charm.