Long Walk to The Temple (Open)

walking the road, Oddball becomes distracted with the beauty of Mura

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Home of the Konti people, this ivory city is built of native konti stone half in and half out of the sea. Its borders touch the Silverwood, and stretch upwards towards Silver Lake, home of the infamous konti vision water. [Lore]

Long Walk to The Temple (Open)

Postby Oddball on March 16th, 2012, 2:13 am

27th of Spring, 512 AV

After just leaving the dock, Oddball started walking her long road toward the Opal Temple, a place the konti woman known as Muti told her to head toward. The zith's head was on a constant swivel, admiring all of the new types of flora and noticing several new animal calls in the white forests. The smell of the plants mixed with the salt of the ocean blended beautifully, filling her nose with a whole new wondrous smell that she had never even dreamed of. The smell was so intense, so strong and grand, it continued to fill her nose until her nose began to bleed from the purely raw scents. Oddball flinched at the feeling of the blood gushing from her nose and noticed it running all over herself. Frantic, Oddball used her arm first to try and block her nose but stopped when she watched her arm grow red. The zith took a moment, looked around, and decided to sit down and use some of the fallen leaves to block her nose for the time being.

When the bleeding finally stopped, she looked at all of the blood that was now staining her light colored fur, and gave it a distasteful glare. Oddball stood up, pulled the soap out of her bag, stripped her few clothing articles, and headed toward the large body of water that was still crashing along the sandy beach. The sand was fine, with seeped between her toes, tickling her feet, making her twitch at first but capable of walking forward anyway. She came up to where the water was stopping, feeling the sand turn cold but still very refreshing. She continued toward the water, finding it extremely cold, hard to just jump into, but determined to wash the blood off, walked forward. Her fur began to cling to her body, the large patches on her knees bulging, and her wings seemed to just allow the water to run off. She took her soap, pushed it against her body, and washed it against the grain of her fur, making sure she would get to the roots and get all of the blood out so she wouldn't have stains on herself when she arrived to the Temple.

When Oddball was satisfied, she left the water, shook her body and wings out, attempting to dry herself as best as she could before putting her simple clothing back on. She knew she did not need the clothing, yet she felt more like one of the citizens wearing them anyways. Not even two steps back on the road, Oddball stopped once again to admire a new plant, a blossoming flower reaching for the sun. The flower's petals were white, an unusual color for her to see a flower, and its stem was still a deep green, showing it received ample water. Only a few small leaves reached out from the stem, as the petals were the show stopper. The flower seemed to be reaching out, as if offering a tight hug for the sun that offered it light, and curvy in the air, ready to dance for the attention of the sun. Its beauty was unbelievable to the zith, such a simple plant had so many stories that could be written into it. The smell that left its petals was unfamiliar, sweet yet somehow tangy at the same time, something she had never known to be together. Feeling satisfied with her observation, Oddball stood once more and continued her walk, still looking all around, noticing each small detail with a mind of excitement.
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