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Bituin

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One Whisper, Then Another

*continuing from comments*

Caelan: Caelan arched an eyebrow skeptically. "I hope that's normal for your kind. That'd be really unhealthy for any mortal," He pointed out, though his tone was mildly amused. He threw his head back to look at the sky, the wind pushing his hair out of his eyes almost instinctively. "I might have to go. Training and all."

Bituin: Bituin shrugged. "It's normal for me and a couple of my friends back at Lady Asteria's." She would smile. "Okay then. It's been nice meeting and talking to you, Cyrus."

Caelan: A mild, but genuine smile quirked across his face. "Right back at you, Bituin." In a blink of an eye, he focused before melting with the earth, traveling (unbeknownst to Bituin) deeper into the forest.

When The Leaves Fly to Touch the Sky

Bituin: She was sitting on a sturdy branch of a huge tree, sketchbook open on her lap, showing a sketch of all the constellations in the sky. She was taking one of her random daytime naps, leaning against the trunk of the tree.

Caelan: Feeling the hum of life rumbling beneath his feet, Caelan strolled along in the forest. He seemed unarmed like before and in casual garb, his sneakers making crunching sounds as they lifted and pressed against the ground. Looking around warily, he kept up a sweet whistling tune before sitting down to rest by a tree trunk, which unbeknownst to him was where Bitiun was napping. Mildly bored, he began to levitate a rock roughly the size of his hand a meter away, letting it spin around in the air.

Bituin: Hearing a new sound, she shifted a bit, not much to make her fall down, but enough for her sketchbook to fall down. She still slept on, unknown to what happened to her sketchbook.

Caelan: The flutter of the sketchbook's pages caught Caelan's attention, and he looked up, the rock dropping as his focus went elsewhere. Lifting a hand, he manipulated the wind to make the sketchbook land on his lap, and a jolt went through him as he recognized it. "What is she doing out here all alone?" The son of Physis got to his feet holding the sketchbook, his eyes scanning for the owner among the tree branches.

Bituin: She had finished her nap, slowly waking up. Rubbing sleepiness out of her eyes, she instinctively felt for her sketchbook. She froze as she realized she somehow lost it. Slowly standing up, she balanced herself on the branch, looking down to see if her sketchbook was on the ground.

OOC Part

Nokia - Time skip???

Nyahcat - Eh sure. (lol i just noticed you replied i'm so sorry. >.<)

Nokia - PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Nyahcat - Okiedokie

Nokia - OHHH OH OH BITUIN SHOULD TOTALLY ROLL OVER AND FALL OFF A BRANCH *gets shot for clicheness*

Nyahcat - OMG GOOD IDEA LEMME EDIT :D (she b fallin off a branch for the second time c: )