<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=117378.msg5149803#msg5149803">Quote from: Azaria on 02-09-2011, 12:52:09</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">She strolled the woods in her unicorn form, today was the day she proved her right in being the head of the shapeshifters clan, today she proved she mastered the arts of sword and the art of magic. She was the only daughter of the late clan leader but many thought of her as incapable of filling the place of her mother, she was weak, thin and had an unusual animal form. Unicorns, specially the black ones, were rare to be seen in the forest. She may be the only one of her kind out there but she didn't mind it, she still have her other human form to communicate with. <br/><br/><br/>She was alone in the forest after the end of her tests, her people held a great celebration but she slipped out of it into the quietness of the forest. She always loved it when the moon was full. Its silver rays seemed to be sending peace and tranquility deep into her soul. Admiring the beauty of nature was something her mother taught her and she was grateful for that, it helped her greatly in mastering the arts of magic. Something helped her in today's test of power. Nena reached a small clearing and looked around her, as she found no one there and sensed nothing dangerous, she shifted back into her human form and sat on a fallen tree trunk, lost in thought.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Shereen had noticed Ninaste had left almost a full half hour after she had gone. Slowly she slipped away from the loud noise that would deafen most. People gathered around camp fires and singing songs. The sounds gradually fading away until Shereen could concentrate on locating Ninaste's scent which was easy enough due to knowing it so well. She gave a firm shake of her head as she moved further into the forests and finally found the newly appointed leader upon the aged log. Giving a unseen smile she finally spoke.<br/><br/>"I do recall having to hunt your mother down after she became the leader of our wild little clan." She spoke softly and with reverence as she neared the log but did not sit upon it. "You should not linger too long here the people shall notice your missing sooner rather than later."<br/><br/>Her pale hair and pointed ears covered up by a heavy hood now they were away from the warmth of the fires.