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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 8:51 pm
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The bag around her neck bounced against her chest lightly, empty of the heaviest content, as the Fire lady trudged pleasantly from the Water Tribe territory into the Fire, as if she was out for a peaceful walk. Thus far, it was. She had expected to run into others by now, but had not seen a soul. Not a speck of fur unless it belonged to a rodent or grazing animal. Those there were plenty. A great way to put her lessons to the test now that she was alone. Though it soon was becoming lonely. As much as she knew it would be a lonely job at first, Eulalia was so used to being around others it still made it no less difficult to bare. But that was the job. It required her to do this on her own.
No one said she couldn't have a little fun with it, though, while she searched for history. Curiosity soon got the better of her once she was outside the territory she considered home, where she grew up. She was curious about the place her Tribe came from. Where the majority of them would have awoken. Where she probably would have had her destiny not changed. And since she was the only Fire Tribe Chronicler, it was still worth a look. In case she wasn't the only one curious. Someone had to check out the Fire Tribe for stories to take back, didn't they?
Eulalia soon itched to remove the mask as she entered warmer pastures. The better to see this new, yet not new, area. She would have breathed a heavy sigh if she could have opened her mouth far enough. It was so nice here. And not so much of that horrid water to accidentally fall into. Maybe she would just linger around here for a while in search of her stories. The others wouldn't willingly come this way. Of course not.
Looking around, the female sat down and removed the mask, stretching her jaw muscles as she did so. Her jaw so liked to cramp from being kept closed so long. Just a little rest and she would go back to hunting.
Tucking the mask away in her back for safe keeping, Eulalia stretched out and yawned, shaking her head as her front legs made contact with the ground. Curling her tail around her body, she tucked her paws under her chest and closed her eyes.
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2015 6:13 pm
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The heat of the place lulled the Fire female to doze, her head bobbing on her shoulders. It felt so comfortable here. Like napping in a ray of light on a day with no clouds in the sky. Just an endless stream of light. It always made her sleepy.
Just as she was beginning to drift off into a full sleep, a noise caught her attention. Opening her dark eyes, Eulalia glanced around her, part of her senses prepped for a fight or flight. Instead, she caught sight of something that, from her distance looked strange. Like an animal with a large hump or humps on its back. The more she watched, the more curious outweighed caution and she got up to get closer. Once she was close enough to realize it was another B'alam, a Fire at that, she relaxed completely and trotted the rest of the way over.
"Hey!" she couldn't resist yelling on the way over, the usual smile on her face. "Need any help?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 11, 2015 4:43 pm
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Eulalia stood beside her rock, like a student having been asked to pick out something specific and had found it quickly and was waiting for approval. Her innocent face gave off the impression all the more, with the silly smile plastered on her face. As the other Fire came closer to take a look at it, she sat down, curling her tail around her front paws, burying them from sight. She stood straight, very proud indeed of her find. Even if it was just a rock and she still couldn't understand his fascination with rocks. Did he collect them? She could understand if he did. There were so many different rocks, one could have an impressive collection of them.
When he commented on her find, the nantlil puffed out her chest more and closed her eyes in delight for a few moments before speaking.
"I am glad you like it! I haven't been in the outside world long. I'm not experienced with rocks." Leaning her head in slightly, the better to hear him, she added, "What do you do with the rocks?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2015 11:54 am
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Maximus looked over the rocks again than smiled warmly to her comment.
"Hmm, Looks can be deceiving." He noted with a nod. "It takes more than the rocks themselves. They need fire, care, and eventually a fine touch to make something beautiful."
It took a while to make good armor, jewelry, anything really, but the end result was always rewarding. Maximus thought back to his first work and how rough it was. That steel armor for a gray b'alam, "Sir. Robert". It was not as nice or smooth as the masks, but it was still rewarding.
"Hard work is rewarded with beautiful works. It is all the more rewarding if you can remember the rocks they came from. Your mask was once a pile of odd rocks. Each one found this land, but forged elsewhere."
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