<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/uQyGgjS.jpg)</div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Delphine's Stats!</div><div class="spoiler_body">https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1605042</div></div><br/><br/>At first, there was nothing. The endless void, the seething chaos of the Plane that Was All. She existed alongside thousands - no, millions - of her kind, forever seeking a way out. Running their bladed limbs against the edges of infinity, seeking a crack, a flaw, anything that would allow them escape. They<em>hungered</em>for the solidity of the Material Plane, the surety that came with physicality.<br/><br/>And then...The Call. Like a beacon, imperfect and faltering - But a call all the same. They swarmed, drawn towards it like moths to flame...But it was meant for Her. It<em>thrummed</em>deep within Her, as if she'd been awaiting it for all of her endless existence.<br/><br/>The others of her swarm battened on her, jealously...But She would not surrender this chance. Though the effort cost her, she surged towards the light, the exit, the Way Out - And as aetherial predators tumbled away in Her wake, she forced her way through.<br/><br/>**<br/><br/>Smoke. Scents. Dim, guttering light - The flickering radiance of the spaces between infinity...And then sensation, at last. Weight, gravity,<em>existence</em>...The feel of a form sheathing her very essence~! And *what* a form it was - Long, lissome legs, the instinctive<em>awareness</em>of her poise...Midnight hair, framing amber eyes, as fluffy ears twitched and flicked in time to the sounds all around her! A faint glow made her long, long lashes flutter - A symbol on her brow, shedding a radiance of it's own.<br/><br/>"Mmmmm..." Delphine - Yes, that was her name - arched her back, stretching with an instinctive grace...Her feet arched high on heeled boots, crossing with a supple scrape of smooth skin. Her amber eyes sought the sigil's twin, settling on the mortal before her. As a matter of fact, he wasn't much to look at...But in her vision, he<em>radiated</em>significance. Less-developed senses - right on the edge of perception - could make out the energies that swirled and snapped, astral tethers linking him to her, and her to the world she'd found herself in...He was her anchor, and something told her that was the natural order of things~!<br/><br/>Her tails swished at her back, as Delphine sketched a low bow - Moving with a dancer's easy grace~!<br/><br/>"I have come as You have Called, Master~" she purred, savoring the husky lilt of her voice...Her full bosom rising and falling against her tight, tight black bodice! "My name is Delphine, Opener of the Way...How may I serve~?"