Oooh~ Lovely.

I would like to rp with Odessa or Ormond, but the only developed character I have right now is Ashe. And he's silent.

I wouldn't mind doing one now, if you have the time. And don't worry about being rusty; I'm still learning. I understand what you mean by letting the characters shape themselves, I do too. It's just that I'm not sure of half of what I want from the others yet.

I'll keep that in mind, thank you!

I think I'll start with Odessa and try Ormond later. I'm bad at RP starters, so sorry about this.
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The day had been fun. He got to run and jump around, even dance a little bit, with great company and the sounds of the pond. All the play must have drained him, because sometime during that he had fallen asleep. He had just recently woken up to find himself alone and now he was craving some blueberries.

He got up, stretched, and shook himself of sleep before starting his trip along the stream to the tree circle. As the young buck got closer to the Crying Idol he jumped over the stream. Of course he could have gone around the idol, but were was the fun in that? He could have gotten his fur red... but that didn't look too good on him. Shaking his head again, he continued his journey again.

Once at the part where pine forest met the birch forest he paused. It's quiet, like really quiet. He perks his ears to listen to his surroundings better, but there doesn't seem to be a lot of activity near him. Though there seem to be a few resting creatures in the area.

Starters are hard for everyone, don't worry!
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Odessa hadn't busied herself with very much. The constant sunset was a bit heavy on her activity, she always felt like she should be sleeping under the purple glow. She'd gotten out and stretched her legs a little earlier in the day, but that felt like ages ago, now. She could certainly do with a bit of new excitement or adventure in her life this day.

She'd made herself a nice little spot in little triangle of saplings. She wasn't hidden from the world, but it was still nice to feel a little surrounded. Warm and comfortable, even. It had a nice view of the river, and both forests met nearby, making activity a constant thing, which didn't bother her any. She liked the hustle and bustle of the forest. Though she wished some would keep their mooing to a minimum.

She lifted her head from the thick grass, an imprint where she had been laying still resting on the blades. Tilting her head she watched a white creature walk within mere feet of her little comfort zone. He seemed a little out of place, maybe like he was looking for something. She stretched her wings out beside her, a quiver moving through her feathers.

Standing up, she moved a little closer to him, closing the gap but not crowding him. He was much shorter than her, and appeared younger. She lowered her head by way of greeting. "Hello there! Are you alright?" Odessa asked with a curious inflection, keeping her tone light.

The harpy took a few steps back when the smaller creature flinched. She had a pretty large frame and must have taken him off guard. She bowed her head again, in silent apology. She tucked her wings in closer and relaxed her posture, attempting to show that she is not a threat.

Her thin pupils dilated with curiousity, growing rounder. She put on a soft smile when he made a reassuring noise. Good, she hadn't startled him too much. But why wouldn't he speak, was she so intimidating? Maybe if she stopped hulking over him he would be more keen to interact and stick around.

She circled back to her little indent in the grass between her trees. Folding her legs beneath her she lay down with a great whump. She spread one wing in a sweeping gesture, indicating that he was welcome to join her if he wished. "I did not mean to startle you, I forget myself sometimes." She said with a light chuckle. "I am Odessa."

I suck and so does this reply. Omg I'm so sorry. Please don't hate me.
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She noticed his hesitation before he came and joined her in her little refuge. Glad to have some company, this endless place could become lonely quickly. Interactions were often so fleeting, she appreciated the chance to possibly form a bond with someone.

Odessa smiled gently down at him when he pressed into her wing. She ruffled the feathers, giving them a little more volume so they might be more comfortable.

His frustration was apparent after her introduction, and yet he made no move to respond. She tilted her head to the side, pondering over the strange creature. Was he shy? Did he just not care to share that information about himself? Her eyes grew wide when the most likely situation dawned on her.

"You can't speak, can you dear? She asked with a light tone. She didn't want to embarass him, but it would be something important to know to continue their day.

Odessa smiled down at him when he confirmed her guess. She wondered what had caused his lack of speech, but obviously he couldn't tell her if she asked. Maybe it was birth, maybe it was an accident. She guessed in the end it didn't really matter. Knowing why it was the way it was wouldn't change the fact.

She laughed at his excited chirps. Realizing that it was caused by her wings she lifted the one closer to him and spread it over him, gently pressing down to cover him momentarily. She moved it away from him and lay it down on the ground, leaving it outstretched so that he could look more closely if he wanted. She was growing quite fond of the fellow.

She tilted her head, curious. With not much thought she pulled one of the smaller feathers from the top of her wing. It was darker in colour than some of them, but still a rich teal. She leaned forward and tucked it neatly in with the flowers that were about his neck. "There, now you have one as well. Maybe you'll even fly." She said with laughter on her words.

She wasn't sure what she should call him. 'Little One' seemed a little patronizing, just because he was shorter than her. Maybe she could manage to guess his actual name, but that seemed like a very far off chance. Perhaps a natural nickname would come out of their interactions. For now, she would settle with the mystery of not knowing.

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Ashe watched in wonder as she plucked one of her feathers and placed it with his. Oh wow. No one had ever given him a feather, not even the ravens that he had befriended when he had turned. He huffed, laughing at her words -if she knew- then chirped and bowed his head, trying to show his thanks. He will definitely try to keep this feather safe.

Looking up at Odessa, he realized that she definitely was not a dangerous one or one to be wary of. Her eyes didn't even look like those of felines anymore. No, she seemed to be genuinely kind and didn't mind him staring at her wings- he looked down to see her wing on the ground-; she even had one of them spread out for him look at.

He looked back up at her seeing a perplexed look. What was she thinking about? It was most likely how to address him. He wondered if it would be something such as "Fluffy" if she ever came up with one.

This is bad. Soz.
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Odessa wasn't all too worried about the feather, if she hadn't plucked it she would have shed it eventually. They always grow back, so no use being stingy about it. She chuckled softly and bowed her head in return.

She returned her wings back to her sides and stood from the ground. She stretched out her back legs, relieving the prickly feeling from sitting so long. She nodded her head in the direction of the Birch Forest, "I don't know about you, but I could do with some excersize." She said, looking down at her companion.

Maybe they could stop in the Blue Bowl for some berries, or visit the Crying Idol with it's mysterious Red spell. She just needed to stretch her limbs before she managed to doze off on the poor creature. "I suppose if we travel together I will need something to call you..." She trailed off, tilting her head to the side.

Odessa fell into stop alongside him. She kept her stride short so that she didn't leave him behind. Normally she would just fly the distance there. Weaving in and out of the trees was often relaxing. The constant moo'ing was too far below her to hear, so she finally found quiet when she was airborne. She shook her wings as she was thinking about them. It would feel nice to stretch them, but she wouldn't leave her new friend behind like that.

She watched him curiously as he breathed in his own fur. Something about his name. She thought about it curiously. What did he smell like? There were lots of floral hints around him. Could he possibly be named after some kind of plant? "Violet? Jasmine?" She shook her head. Those didn't seem quite right for him. But then there were some other scents that she couldn't quite identify.

"I will figure it out eventually." She laughed and shook her head. She passed by the thick trunks of the trees that surrounded what was commonly called the blue bowl. The ground sloped inward and she picked her way around tangled weeds and rocks. The scent of berries hung heavily in the air. The weather had changed suddenly, so it was very dark out, but she didn't mind. Her catlike eyes offered her good night-vision. She plucked a few berries off and munched as she pondered over his name.

I. LOVE. THAT. CSS!! ♥

It's so beautiful! Love the css.

She is fabulous *O*
Track it!

Oh wow. I am so sorry. I forgot that I never replied to your response. Do you still want to continue?

I wouldn't mind continuing, it's just I wouldn't really know where to take it next after he confirms her.