A slim girl wanders towards the Birch Glade -- Birch Glen

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Date Posted: 20:20:52 07/03/02 Wed
Author: Narah
Subject: A slim girl wanders towards the Birch Glade

Silent footsteps are heard -or not heard- as a slim, and rather short girl makes her way through the forest. Many thoughts swirl around in her head, like an all consuming flood. The plenyt that were sure to be there, whether the Rian would like her gift, whether she would bond. The occasional branch slaps her on the arm or face as she steadily makes her way forward.

Upon reaching the glade, she pauses just outside to collect her thoughts, and to gaze peacefully at the large trees. Then she steps through the natural wall, and almost gasps allowed at the plenyt -and how many people there were, did she even stand a chance?- and her gaze travels appreciatively over them all, before coming to rest on the Rian and her bonded. If the plenyt were wonderful, their mother was more so, as she watched over her litter. Yes, this would truly be a marvelous experience, even if the Fach or Bach for her was not in this litter.

Gathering her courage about her like a cloak, the girl steps towards the Rian, her face wreathed in smiles. Bowin g deeply she begins to speak. "Dear Rian, it is a pleasure to have made it in time to see your magnificent -which they truly are- plenyt. If I may say so myself, you must be proud of them. Of course, myself never having been a mother I could not say, nor could I have known what to bring you as a token of appreciatin, never having seen Wytti before my arrival in this Glen. So I opted for the homemade, and spent several days making these. I hope you like them." Her voice, soft and musical, has a hint of shyness to it. Narah knew not what to think, and was usually shy around those she didn't know, so the speech was quite an effort on her part. Stepping closer she places by Jallya and Cariad two things. For Jallya there is a brilliant scarlet shawl, carefully embroidered in complicated patterns of gold. And for Cariad is a gold bracelet, twisted to form an equally lovely pattern, with a ruby set in the front.

Looking at the gifts with pride that comes from hard work and anticipation, she smiles. Those were her finest works, and she was pleased to give them to Jallya and Cariad. Her thoughs rove back towards the plenyt, like a bee drawn to honey. Each was so perfect, so unique and wonderful. As the thin watches them all a wistful sigh escapes her lips. To be bonded, to know the thoughts of another and to be united with the other half of your soul: that, that was heaven on earth.

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eep. ignore this. soory! *hides* (NT) -- Narah, 20:45:20 07/03/02 Wed