Post by Senerii on Aug 15, 2005 4:02:06 GMT
Queen Senerii was flying through the forest. It was a beautiful day, not a cloud in the sky...what little sky she could see. Majestic trees rose all around her, filling up the sky with their branches. The dappled sunlight had a greenish hue by the time it reached the ground. It reflected off of her hair, which was the exact color of the grass below her.
Her small feet were drifting above the ground as she fluttered around trees, when she came upon a crushed sapling. It had clearly been stepped on. She brushed some hair out of her face and landed next to it. Senerii knelt down next to it, reached into her pocket and pulled out a small handful of rich, black soil. She sprinkled it around the base of the sapling, then gently rested her hands on the sapling itself. She closed her eyes and breathed deeply and slowly; her hands and the sapling adapted a goldish glow around them. She lifted her hands and the sapling sprang up and grew a few inches; it was better than new. She smiled, then got up to continue her flight.
One of Senerii's pointy ears twitched. She heard someone coming up behind her. Whoever it was had a knack for sneaking about; he or she was just barely audible. She jetted up into the canopy and looked down to see a human with an astonishing array of weapons at his disposal. Her emerald eyes flashed with rage as she realized what this human was. An assasin.
Queen Senerii swooped down and gave the assasin a kick in the head, then reached into another pocket as he fell. She pulled out two seeds; first, she kicked the assasin again, as he was attempting to rise, this time in the stomach. Then, when he fell back, she placed the two seeds on either side of him, and pressed down. They glowed gold, just as the sapling had, and when she lifted her hands vines began to grow out of the seeds. The assasin did stand up, and she flew backwards a bit. He started to come at her, but it was too late; the vines began strangling him. He was still glaring at her with murderous eyes, so she added a final remark: "Your boss will have to try harder than that. You almost had a chance..." He tried to snarl a response, however, it was no use. The assasin had been killed.
The vines shrivelled up, and the seeds turned into soil. Senerii pocketed the soil, then flew up into the canopy again. She emerged at the top and sat in one of the trees, gazing into the horizon thoughtfully. Who wanted her dead?
Her small feet were drifting above the ground as she fluttered around trees, when she came upon a crushed sapling. It had clearly been stepped on. She brushed some hair out of her face and landed next to it. Senerii knelt down next to it, reached into her pocket and pulled out a small handful of rich, black soil. She sprinkled it around the base of the sapling, then gently rested her hands on the sapling itself. She closed her eyes and breathed deeply and slowly; her hands and the sapling adapted a goldish glow around them. She lifted her hands and the sapling sprang up and grew a few inches; it was better than new. She smiled, then got up to continue her flight.
One of Senerii's pointy ears twitched. She heard someone coming up behind her. Whoever it was had a knack for sneaking about; he or she was just barely audible. She jetted up into the canopy and looked down to see a human with an astonishing array of weapons at his disposal. Her emerald eyes flashed with rage as she realized what this human was. An assasin.
Queen Senerii swooped down and gave the assasin a kick in the head, then reached into another pocket as he fell. She pulled out two seeds; first, she kicked the assasin again, as he was attempting to rise, this time in the stomach. Then, when he fell back, she placed the two seeds on either side of him, and pressed down. They glowed gold, just as the sapling had, and when she lifted her hands vines began to grow out of the seeds. The assasin did stand up, and she flew backwards a bit. He started to come at her, but it was too late; the vines began strangling him. He was still glaring at her with murderous eyes, so she added a final remark: "Your boss will have to try harder than that. You almost had a chance..." He tried to snarl a response, however, it was no use. The assasin had been killed.
The vines shrivelled up, and the seeds turned into soil. Senerii pocketed the soil, then flew up into the canopy again. She emerged at the top and sat in one of the trees, gazing into the horizon thoughtfully. Who wanted her dead?