From Attuned to Ascended to Ancient, Kiada Njovu-Reyes has been reborn several times throughout her short life, but her fighting spirit has never once been diminished. With beauty, grace and a quick wit, Kiada is the whole package wrapped in an infectious smile. Recent endeavours have found her in the heart of the Hollowed Grounds, aiding the region and bettering it for her new Ancient kin, and whatever she does next, we know it's sure to pack a punch.
Congratulations, Kiada!
Credits
Court of the Fallen was created in October of 2018 by Odd, Honey, and Crooked.
Skinning and hosting by the epically talented Kaons, and functionality fanciness by the coding magic of Neowulf. If you ever see either of them around, make sure to show them some love!
01-04-2019, 05:00 PM (This post was last modified: 01-04-2019, 05:00 PM by Remi.)
A tiger? He'd only seen such beasts in storybooks as a child. Then again the same could be said of lions, but it wasn't as if Remi could see himself. To see the impressive and amazingly painted creature was stunning, and for a moment Remi's man-mind took hold and he simply marveled. Taking a back seat was not something his lion-instincts were want to do, and quickly he heard himself returning her greeting with a throaty rumble of his own.
Curious though. Clearly she was a shifter and yet ... why did she not speak back to him? Can you not speak to me in this way? Remi mentally sent with a slight tilt of his bulky skull. Then again Remi had never encountered a shifter who wasn't from Northaven. Perhaps telepathy was a gift that came from the ritual he'd performed long ago as a child? But then again, this lion's body had only appeared here. Maybe he would have to find more of his kind and experiment on just how much their abilities had changed.
Two large cats trudging unsuccessfully through the snow was probably an amusing sight for anyone looking on, as was seeing one of them playfully plop down into the snow. Spinning with as much grace as he could despite how his lower half began to sink into the snow, Remi extended a paw and playfully batted towards her muzzle and the fabulously white teeth which had just been reaching for his own tail.
Bright golden eyes watched her with amusement before one of his paws curled slightly to try and thrust snow her way, which subsequently sank him up to his belly.
REMI
It's not a silly little moment, it's not the storm before the calm This is the deep and dyin' breath of this love we've been workin' on
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.