#nightwinter

[nesuna-nightwinter]

Our bodies may stand upon this ground, But our souls were forged from stars. The winter’s breath that chills their bones, Wrought steel throughout our own. And those who rise against our tide, Beware the gleam of glaives and eyes. For on that day, we shine for Her. So that by night, Elune shines for all.

-Nightwinter Hymn - Ne’suna’s Prayer Book: Section 3: In War

[nesuna-nightwinter]

Fala’ndor Nightwinter was fond of blessed jewelry; though, few pieces were left after the destruction of Kel’Theril, and fewer still after her death during the War of the Satyr. Ne’suna gifted this moonstone and elunite bracelet to Rhenelle Nightblade, upon her ascension to the Captain of Moonhaven’s Sentinels. The Nightwinter motto in engraved within: “By Night, Elune Shines.”

Item Name: Nightwinter's Hope Use: The Moonpetal Lily blossoms outward in a starlit shield, blocking single-target attacks. Cooldown: Once per event.

Brought to life by the amazing YourImaginaryTwin! Inspired by a KG Design and here’s the Darnassian script fan-source.

[nesuna-nightwinter]

Fox eyes are keen eyes; their lethal focus indomitable against distractions, unfailing even against the storm and its onslaught of bulleting raindrops. Its tiny target blinks patiently against the blood dripping down the soft feathers of its crown; its eyes are equally indomitable…against the rain, against the blood, against the innocence of infancy. The talons decorating its clawed feet hint at its fate as a predator, but too far away is that distant future, for their immature lengths clutch uselessly against the muddied soil, saturated in a palpable violence of blood and rain. The fox opens its mouth, it drips water and saliva and the confidence of an easy meal as its front paw lifts against the rain and then pushes through it, closing the distance. It expects a squawk, a cry or plea…it receives none. Fierce eyes the color of burning sapphires pierce through the blanket of rain and irradiate only defiance against the Fox’s approach. In a single motion: a tiny beak clenches, blood dripping down its smooth length, a pair of miniature snow-white wings spread, soaked against the downpour, and an unfledged chest puffs out in an instinctual maneuver to increase its tiny, so very tiny, size. The Fox leaps…and meets a lightning flash of caramel and cinnamon as the thunder above the canopy rumbles the roots beneath the soil. Owl eyes are keener…

All at once the rain ceases its barrage against its small body and the abrupt removal of the Fox in its existence causes it to stumble. It struggles to maintain its proud stance in the mud as a sudden colossal image envelops its blurred vision. The tiny titan is suddenly enveloped in a soothing warmth and a voice that speaks an alien language caresses it like warm, liquid silk. Its shivering ceases and though it cannot say what world it had fallen into after the Fox vanished, it could not refuse, despite all its silent strength, the gentle voice that beckoned it into a deserving slumber. 

“Brave,” the Priestess’ voice echoes off the raindrops like keys upon a piano. Tuphala lands upon her right shoulder, shaking her feathers to remove some of the rain…and stray droplets of Fox blood. The Owl Scout’s head tilts at the tiny snow-white hatchling, nestled like an invader within her Kaldorei companion’s cupped hands. She puffs out her ochre chest, neck feathers ruffling in bruised pride. “Almost as brave as you,” the Priestess assures her proud friend, notes of amusement layering secretly within the melody of her voice. She turns her gaze back downwards, a slender thumb caresses over snowy feathers, brushing away streaks of blood to inspect the deep gash upon the hatchling’s delicate crown. “And you will always carry the scar of your bravery, little warrior.” The Priestess pauses, her eyes widening against an unspoken realization. Slowly, she pivots and directs her eyes towards the quiet Cove, standing against the rainstorm like a wisp-crafted sanctuary. 

When the Priestess steps into the quiet quarters belonging to Warriors, her bare toes met freezing stone in a physical reminder of her silent infiltration. Slumbering Kaldorei decorated the Cove as she creeps between figures and belongings, every step drawing her further into a selected fate. Finally, shimmers of coal and snow glimmer against a flash of lightning. Of course, the figure is set apart, alone, within the only private corner of the shared space. The Priestess pauses, eyeing the corner as one might evaluate the choices posed by a fork upon a road. She steps slowly forwards, rain dripping down her delicate form and leaving puddled evidence of her invasion. She stops just shy, near the bundle of metal and leather, and carefully crouches. She reaches out and nestles the tiny warrior within the massive walls of the armor’s protection. And how fragile it looks there, small and snow-white and centered. She breathes in quietly, stealing a glance at the frothy spill of snow-white hair upon a side-sleeping Kaldorei, and the gentle movement of breathing that breaks the curved horizon of muscle and covers. When she breathes out it is painfully slow, but steadying, and when she rises she prays the motion is as silent as shadows. Her final glance is at the hatchling, knowing that should the larger warrior not accept her tiny mirror, she would find her a deserving home.  

With as much grace as she can muster, Ne’suna creeps out of the Warrior’s Cove and slips into the blessed rain of a rumbling storm.

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ONCE YOU GET THIS, YOU HAVE TO SAY FIVE NICE THINGS ABOUT YOURSELF AND SEND IT TO TEN OF YOUR FAVORITE FOLLOWERS ♡

ahh thank you!! well i don't really know what to say

i'm really nice with people 

i love making people smile

i was the best in my english class, that's nice right?

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i kinda like my eyes ??

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I was tagged by Laura! :)

1) Who is your favorite fictional character?

Oh god, that's really difficult, i can't choose just one! the doctor, dean winchester, sam winchester, nick miller, ianto jones, barney stinson. and so many more...

2) Something you’ve done of which you don’t repent?

Getting into fandoms.

3) Do you have a crush on anyone?

Just on famouse people (a.k.a Jensen Ackles and David Tennant)

4) When is your birthday?

March 6th

5) Five things you want to do before you die?

Go to Comic-Con, meet my favorite actors, and i don't know what else.

6) If you could trade places with a fictional character, which would it be?

Good question. At the moment, i would trade places with Jess from New Girl, because i'm in love with Nick Miller, haha.

7) If you could change one thing in tumblr?

I don't know. i just don't like when some fandoms or shipers or whatever don't respect each other.

8) Someone really important in your life?

My brother. And of course, Jensen Ackles and David Tennant haha.

9) Two random things about yourself?

I live in Brazil and my best school subject is Math.

10) Where you want to be right now? 

Any place far away from home.

11) What is the best dessert in your opinion?

Ice cream!

  i’m not gonna make new questions because i’m not creative, but thank you for tagging me! i love answering these :)

[codependentsamanddean]

OMG! How can I forget your birthday!!! o god!! Happy Birthday!!! Feliz cumpleaños querida!!! Have a great day!!

thank you so so so much bb!!!!!!

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[ughwinchesterbrothers]

Can I be Richard Speight Jr. in your SPN family??? :D

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