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☽ QUEEN TOOTHIANA
 Posted: Aug 29 2017, 05:41 PM
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N/A • 1/2 Sister of Flight, human • Memory • Punjam Hy Loo
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The mini-fairies were truthfully expert fliers, they were fast and agile allowing them to easily maneuver through the air of any landscape. Most animals tended not to bother them, perhaps because of their speed and the fact that a jab of a sharp beak was enough to teach any that was bold enough a lesson. Or perhaps their was some sense of magic about them that most normal animals simply did not wish to risk attacking. But sometimes there were animals that were desperate enough for a meal to try or ones with magic of their own that the fairies had to contend with.

And it was one such case that now left a mini-fairy huddled in a small hollow of a tree. Opal was not quite sure what had attacked them, a bird of some sort much bigger than them with powerful wings and glinting talons. It had swooped out of the darkness with those wicked claws extended snatching at the little flock of mini-fairies as they made their way home from collecting teeth. It had forced her and her sisters to scatter but she had gotten caught in the powerful gust of air created by its wings and tumbled through the air where she crashed against nearby tree branch and plummeted to the ground. She had tried to fly up once again only to register a wave of pain in her wing. Turning to see the shimmery appendage in the moonlight she could see that it was badly bent. Fortunately not torn- that would have taken a long time to heal. But still, there would be no flying with this one for a little while. And then a great big shadow was cast over her, signaling that the creature responsible for Opal's predicament was still here. Quickly she snatched up the baby tooth she had been carrying and then scurried over to a small opening at the base of the tree, tucking herself inside.

Aware of her sisters' thoughts she knew that they were trying to come up with a plan to go and get her. But they too were worried about the bird that had attacked them. If they came near it might strike again and end up with another one of them being hurt- or worse it might actually manage to catch one. After a few moments unable to come up with a plan Opal reached out to their minds telling them to go on to Punjam Hy Loo and she would call for help.

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Toothiana hovered in the central tower of Punjam Hy Loo, directing her fairies as she sensed teeth all over the world- or well, the night shrouded part of the world anyway- being placed under pillows. But suddenly those thoughts were interrupted by the voice of one of her fairies.

Help! Can't fly and scary bird nearby.

Focusing in on the distressed little fairy she sensed others with a shared worry, reaching out to her with their worry for Opal. From the distant messages she pieced the issue together. Some sort of bird had attacked them and was still around preventing the others from getting to Opal while she was grounded due to a hurt wing.

With a few quick instructions to the nearest fairies to hold the fort Tooth instantly flew off to the direction of her stranded fairy. If the bird was an ordinary one it likely wouldn't interfere with something of the queen's size and if it was more aggressive it would soon be met with the more protective side of the Tooth Fairy. The sun was just starting to peek up over the horizon when Toothiana reached the lightly wooded area where she could sense Opal reaching out to her. While her size would be an advantage against the predator it did make navigating through the trees a little more difficult than it had been for the fairies but still she made steady progress zipping through the wooded area.
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ALECTO
 Posted: Sep 3 2017, 09:38 PM
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3733 • Fury • Rancor • N/A


Eerie. The forest by night was a different world entirely, dark and still and, unlike the day, full of noise. And yet…there was a serenity to it, as well. Rancor thought so, at least. For she rather enjoyed the deep hues of the shadows over vibrant color and the skitter and scurry of creatures as they emerged to hunt and be hunted. In a bizarre way, it reminded her of the Underworld. Just more alive. Naturally.

Sadly, it was not something she could enjoy at her leisure. Not anymore, not since she and her sisters had become that which was hunted by the darkness. But here…it felt…safe? Something similar to it, in any case. The fingers of fear had very little to grab onto in this piece of the mortal world; perphas that was it. Alecto did not know. Nor did she particularly care. She rarely had use for ‘whys’ – they had little bearing in her purpose. For now, it was simply enough to sit high in a mango tree while Brutus gorged himself on the bounty the branches offered, wrapped happily around an especially fat piece of fruit.

The quiet peace she had carved out for herself did not last long, however, interrupted first by a growing sound of a tinkly clicking hum and then by a flash of brilliant color that the dark of night failed to dim, very nearly neon against the gloom. Curious, the Fury’s eyes followed the streak of color, discerning it as a small swarm of…somethings. Large insects, perhaps, or very small birds. They were too small and fast to tell for sure. Either way, they were attractive creatures – both to the eye and to predators, it seemed.

Alecto watched impassively as a large, dark shape – an owl, most likely - swooped from the sky, scattering the creatures, only to veer back up, claws empty. “Too slow.” Alecto was…pleased…that the attack had failed, though she couldn’t say why. Maybe it was because she’d never had much of a fondness for owls? Yes, that must have been it. Oh, but it wasn’t over yet, was it?

Movement near the earth drew her attention and ruby eyes blinked slowly as they caught sight of one of the jewel-bright creatures scurrying down below, disappearing into a hollow between the roots of a neighboring tree. It did not fly…had it been hurt? She did not care, of course, for there were only two in this world for whom her heart could be moved, but…a scan of the surrounding trees revealed that the other creatures also lingered, chirping a conversation she could not understand with their fallen kin, a show of loyalty Alecto knew all too well. “Sisters…”

Something about the way these tiny things behaved brought to mind the fondness Rancor had for Rage and Vengeance, made her imagine a time when they themselves had been injured and at the mercy of one larger and stronger than themselves. There had been no one to intervene on their behalf but for these little ones…she was. She had no business interfering…but nor was there anything stopping her. Silently, Alecto ceded to the peculiar prodding in the back of her mind, gliding from her perch and landing beside the injured creature’s shelter. Kneeling, she bent low, peering into the hollow, head tilting as she took in the little creature. It was a strange thing, resembling both bird and beetle, but with the shape of a very tiny person, unlike anything she had ever seen before. It was rather…pretty.

Slowly, Alecto held out a hand while, on her back, her own wings stretched and mantled, shielding the hollow from the beastly bird that she knew still swept overhead. “Hello, little bird.”

TAG: LADY ARCHIVE NOTES: This could get awkward. WORDS: 619

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☽ QUEEN TOOTHIANA
 Posted: Sep 7 2017, 05:06 AM
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N/A • 1/2 Sister of Flight, human • Memory • Punjam Hy Loo
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Opal remained in her hiding spot, assuring herself that the bird could not get to her here as she tried to ignore the ache in her wing. Of course she knew there were other predators in the woods, including ones that might normally not be an issue at all when she was able to fly. But surely the little nook she had found would be safe enough and as soon as she reached out to Toothiana she sensed the urgent response. The queen would arrive soon and she would take Opal safely home and tend to her wing with all the care of a mother.

However the sound of something touching down on the ground very near the tree quickly shattered whatever confidence she had managed to bolster. The little fairy drew back deeper into the hollow as she caught sight of a shadow right in front of the opening. It was hard to distinguish a shape exactly, there were so many other shadows cast by the leaves and branches above to muddle it but it was very big, of that she was sure. And then a face appeared right in the opening, earning a startled chirp from the mimi-fairy as she drew back a little further. Ghostly white skin framed in wisps of pale hair. And most striking of all was the glint of dark red eyes.

Despite the rather ominous sight the being made no attempt to attack. Instead as the face drew back a little and a pale, dainty hand was extended into the entrance of the hollow. Opal hesitated, the voice that spoke sounded reassuring but could she trust this strange being? Clearly she was no human in the woods. But if she had meant harm could she not have simply reached in and snatched up the fairy? Slowly, cautiously she took a few steps forward and climbed onto the extended hand, but kept to the edge rather than moving into the center of the stranger's palm. Being with a bigger creature would help deter any predators that might be prowling on the ground level. And if the woman did prove ill intentions a bent wing made Opal's needle-like beak no less sharp.

Out of the hollow she looked up taking in the figure more fully. Bat like wings spread in a sheltering sort of position behind her. "Who are you?" Opal asked, though she knew few beings fully understood the chirping language of her sisters the tiny fairy was still curious. Her head tilted, the green feather atop her head bobbing slightly with the movement as round eyes stared up with a mixture of caution and interest.

Meanwhile a keen ear would likely pick up on the sound of faint humming or buzzing in the distance. Toothiana wove through the trees of the forest following the connection she shared with her fairies through the dark. It gave her a sense of the general direction to follow but would not necessarily lead her to Opal's precise location. Fortunately she knew she would feel when she was close and could look and perhaps call out for her then. Most likely Opal would have found a secure place to wait for Toothiana's arrival but once she knew they were near to each other she would reveal herself.

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ALECTO
 Posted: Sep 26 2017, 12:18 AM
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3733 • Fury • Rancor • N/A


Timid. The little bird quailed and chirped and tried very, very valiantly to melt into the back of the hollow as Alecto peered within. But that was a typical reaction, varied slightly, but nonetheless one the Fury knew quite well. Her appearance was ghastly, she knew, for it was designed to inspire fright. Her purpose demanded it. But, as she kept still and quiet and made no move to harm the pretty creature, gradually it grew bolder, finally venturing out of its hiding place to perch – warily – upon her palm. It sat just so, its position ensuring that, if Rancor had tried to snatch it roughly, it would likely escape. Not that Alecto had any such intentions. She was merely curious. Nothing more.

Wide eyes stared up at her, translating the little bird’s chirping well enough and Alecto mirrored the creature’s head movements, blinking slowly. The shape of the thing wasn’t the only human quality, it seemed. Clearly, this little bird was smart and curious. Not at all like a bird, really, but the Fury had nothing else to call it…her? It seemed feminine, so yes, her. “I am Alecto.” Her voice was soft and monotone, lacking the fearsome boom that often accompanied her much longer introductions. Which was only right, since those were meant for sinners and criminals and were, like her appearance, intended to make souls quake. “Do you have a name, little bird?”

Not that she would understand it, she supposed, but it seemed the polite thing to do. She was, after all, conversing with an intelligent being and not one that had done anything to irk her. Yet. A certain degree of affability was warranted. “Oh. Are you perhaps hungry, little bird?” That was why creatures emerged in the night, wasn’t it? There was little else to do in the dark but feed. Her free hand disappeared into the pocket of her dress, emerging with a few fat grapes, which she held out to the feathery lady. “Brutus has abandoned me for a mango tree. He won’t mind if you have some of his snacks.”

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☽ QUEEN TOOTHIANA
 Posted: Sep 28 2017, 04:13 AM
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N/A • 1/2 Sister of Flight, human • Memory • Punjam Hy Loo
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The bright red eyes studied Opal as the woman seemed to understand what the fairy wanted to know. Alecto, she called herself. At her question Opal gave a nod. "Opal," the little fairy chirped her name keeping it as simple as possible. She somewhat doubted that Alecto would understand the name but she had asked and perhaps she would understand by some chance.

She knew the name Alecto, and though the little tooth fairy knew that many a being could bear the same name this woman certainly looked the part of a fearsome bringer of punishment and torment. Looked, but did not act as such. Her voice was soft and though Opal remained wary, it was rather a hard thing to lower ones guards after very narrowly avoiding becoming something's midnight snack, she sensed no threat from Alecto. In fact Opal found herself thinking that she was in good company to be awaiting the queen's arrival. When she was offered a grape Opal considered for a moment. Like a mother Toothiana never wanted her fairies going out to collect the teeth while hungry but her wings were aching and she was still a bit shaken. Besides, the grape did look quite fresh and tasty so perhaps a little treat would do her good. Opal did not know who Brutus was but if he was satisfied with other food then there was no harm in accepting the offer. She shifted the tiny baby tooth she had been holding close, likely somewhat obscured amongst her feathers before to now be tucked under one arm. With her now free hands she reached out to take the grape with a grateful smile and chirp of thanks to Alecto.

Violet eyes locked onto a figure, almost ghostly white amid the darkness of the forest as Toothiana wove through the great tree trunks. She could sense Opal was in the same direction and going close. For a moment Tooth feared the figure might have been the attacker but she sensed no panic or cry for help from Opal at the moment. Which meant she did not feel as though she were in any immediate danger.

"Hello," she called, a hint of caution in her tone but if the figure was not causing harm then she did not want to startle them. So it seemed best to announce her presence, to both the pale figure and Opal.

Opal had taken a few bites of of the grape, enjoying the sweet flavor, when she heard Toothiana's voice. She turned in the direction of the sound and sure enough she saw Tooth flying towards them. The mini-fairy chirped happily, her wings even beginning to move as if she would have rushed over to move herself. Only the twinge of her injured wing stopped her before she could even lift herself off of Alecto's hand.

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ALECTO
 Posted: Nov 12 2017, 04:36 AM
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3733 • Fury • Rancor • N/A


Understanding. There was a degree of it between the two of them, her and this little bird. Mostly on the part of the little bird, who could quite clearly understand her language. Alecto, however, could only interpret the pretty thing’s gestures. The chirps were simply that. Noise. But the little bird had tried, and that was what was important. “I’m afraid I do not understand, little bird, but it is a pleasure to meet you, regardless.” She meant it, too. The little thing on her palm was well mannered and smart, dignified despite the rough start to the night. Alecto was…glad…that the Fates had elected to cause her to intervene in this little one’s destiny. She even managed a ghost of a smile as the little bird took the offered treat and nibbled at it daintily.

Hunted and huntress as she was, a part of the Fury’s attention was perpetually held by the world around her, analyzing sounds and alerting her to movements that should not be, but even so, the gentle call of a nearby voice startled her. She had heard the buzz of insectoid wings, of course, but this was a part of the world she was not familiar with, and she had – perhaps foolishly – dismissed it as some native beast. Instinctively, her hands cupped slightly, sheltering the little bird, and she cast a suspicious glance over her shoulder, eyeing the speaker from behind the shield of her leathery wings.

Suspicion quickly gave way to understanding as she took in the figure hovering a cautious distance away. A smart being, much like the little bird she mirrored – the little bird whose own reaction to the newcomer was far more welcoming, giving Alecto all the information she needed. Relaxing as much as her nature would allow, she turned, taking care not to upset the little bird’s balance, and took a few measured steps towards the larger birdwoman, holding her open hands out in front of her. “Little bird’s mother?”

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☽ QUEEN TOOTHIANA
 Posted: Nov 15 2017, 04:28 AM
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N/A • 1/2 Sister of Flight, human • Memory • Punjam Hy Loo
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It was no real surprise when Alecto said she did not understand Opal's answer. And her name was not exactly something she could act out. Perhaps if her namesake stone was somewhere about but that seemed unlikely. The little fairy wasn't all that concerned though, "little bird" was a nice enough nickname anyway so she was happy to let that suffice for what Alecto could call her. So she gave a smile and polite nod in response to her rescuer's words.

As pale hands closed slightly around her Opal couldn't help a brief pout on her features. She recognized it as more of a sheltering gesture than any threat to Opal. But that had been Toothiana's voice, she was sure, and she wanted to see her not be shielded away. Fortunately her new friend seemed to put the pieces together quickly, relaxing her hands as Opal smiled again.

Toothiana watched as the bat-winged figure turned. Violet eyes widening in surprise and relief as they landed on the brightly feathered fairy in the other's hands. "Opal!" She gasped, flitting over to meet the other figure as she approached, reaching out her own hands and letting Opal walk from one palm to the other. "Thank goodness," she murmured, her fingers gently touching the injured wing. Bent, but no sign of a major tear. She would heal, so long as she rested her wings for a while. Only when she had determined that Opal was alright, as alright as she could be given the circumstances, did she give her full attention to the other one present.

Holding Opal close she listened as the little fairy spoke, introducing Alecto. One of the Furies. Toothiana's surprise was likely somewhat visible but soon replaced by a grateful smile. "Thank you for looking after her, Alecto," she said with a slight bow of her head. "It sounds like quite the close call."

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ALECTO
 Posted: Jan 4 2018, 09:27 AM
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3733 • Fury • Rancor • N/A


Fast. The mother bird was much too fast as she approached and Alecto’s own wings flared just the slightest bit. A being with less control would have struck out, surrendering to the defensive instinctive, but the Fury was no such creature. She was Rancor and it was her very nature to be in control. To be still and wait until the most opportune moment to strike. And this was not a situation which warranted aggressive action. Just as the mother bird’s had not been aggressive. Just…motherly. She was concerned about her little bird. It was how mothers were supposed to act? At least, that was how Alecto understood it. Her own was not so warm, but she had observed others in her many years and this seemed acceptable. Even if the mother bird moved much too fast. Had the Fates decreed this encounter to be a battle, the Fury might even have been worried. But they had not, so she did not.

Red eyes watched dispassionately as the little bird – Opal, the mother had called her. How pretty – moved from the shelter of her hands to the care of her mother’s, blinking as the larger being gently examined the wounded appendage of her small likeness. For a brief moment, memories of her own wings being rendered useless flashed through her mind, and she frowned. No one had tended her with such tenderness. Who would, when her sisters had been more broken than she? A twinge of…jealousy?...ran through her, fleeting and chased away as the mother bird addressed her, genuine gratitude in her smile and voice. Rubies held amethysts in a long silence before moving upwards, turning to the sky that was now clear of danger. The beastly bird, it seemed, had given up on finding a meal here.

”I dislike owls.” Leathern wings rustled before folding neatly, trailing the ground. “The servants of the child king’s spawn do not deserve pretty things. Especially not for eating.” The faintest hint of a smile flitted across pale lips and she tilted her head thoughtfully. “Little bird is very pretty.”

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☽ QUEEN TOOTHIANA
 Posted: Jan 6 2018, 06:03 PM
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N/A • 1/2 Sister of Flight, human • Memory • Punjam Hy Loo
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Slow and steady movement were not words anyone was likely to describe Toothiana with and between first her concern for Opal and following relief at seeing her in gentle hands only spurred her on faster. She did notice the slight flare of the Fury's wings but dismissed it as an understandable instinct at such an approach. So long as the other woman gave no sign of actually lashing out or harming Opal Toothiana's focus remained on the mini-fairy.

With what she knew of the Greek pantheon and their history she could guess at what and who Alecto was talking about. Why the Fury had such animosity for Athena she could not quite recall, unless it was just because of her parentage, but the Olympians had never been known for being a happy and amicable family. Whatever the personal reasons though she had saved Opal from being eaten by an owl and that was enough to earn Tooth's gratitude. "It's good you were in the area then," Tooth replied. "Most wild animals know to leave the fairies alone but I suppose desperation or over boldness can occur at any time."

Opal chirped happily in thanks to Alecto at the compliment, with just the hint of a blush. Toothiana smiled fondly at the little one's shyness. "I think the name Little Bird is rather growing on her," she added, sensing Opal's fondness for the new nickname.

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