Wistful, Wishful

It was the sound of slow footsteps that would reach his metaphorical ears, and the gleam of white that would greet his gaze. A dragon as white as the snowfall with bright blue eyes emerged from the shadows, and it was a wonder she - for the dragon in question was unmistakably female - had been able to hide for as long as she had given just how big she was in comparison to the small figure before her. And those eyes brightened in recognition before she leaned down to nuzzle against her soul mate, her long beloved and long missing other half.

My wyrm... I have missed you so much.

There was no need to tell him her name, nor did he need to tell her his - they had exchanged those on their wedding day, like the rings in more traditional ceremonies, in a place where no one else would be able to hear.

For true names were sacred, and it was the greatest measure of trust between higher beings to share theirs.

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My Roots Shall Last Eternal Female White Dragon



Mindspeech: Underlined #37a7fe

The bond between that of higher beings, both deeply in love, is not something to be taken lightly. No one knows this better than she, except perhaps the one she had long since given her heart to. Despite the abyss of lost souls that have torn them apart, she alone knows the depth of Ashen's regret for she has felt it herself. It was what originally caused the two of them to agree to an evacuation of their lands and how they were torn apart.

As it turns out, wyrms are not quite the only ones who can undergo metamorphosis.

Befitting the form she used to possess, Eternal is pure white from nose to tailtip and quite large for her size. Her eyes are a brilliant blue and her horns curl like the tree branches that formerly rested atop her head, extended just as far as she was tall and making her more than a little top-heavy. But she does not have to deal with that burden now and her vision has cleared enough for her to see anew and to behold the face of her much-beloved soulmate as well as the faces of the young vessels she can at long last acknowledge as the children she so longed for. Even though her attempts to be a good mother to them might not be enough to undo the harm that both she and her wyrm might have wrought, she is unwilling to let things stand as they are now that she has a chance to right her wrongs.

One might think it would be a surprise, to find oneself in a form that they are unfamiliar with much less in an entirely new world. However, she does not begrudge her new form one bit - after all, it was she who would carry Ashen in her arms on more than one occasion, and her current form still allows him to nestle down amidst her branching horns or curl up on her back between her wings. Despite her new form allowing for flight, she prefers to remain on the ground as she was not originally meant to take to the skies along with her soul mate, and it's difficult for her to shake old habits or even sometimes forget that she has wings - and a tail, for that matter - as she previously possessed neither and is still adjusting to her new appendages.

Neither as dragon nor higher being has she lost her touch for flora-based magic, however. Plants sprout in her wake and extreme emotion often causes flowers and vines to grow wildly unchecked. Because of this she is not prone to displays of extreme emotion and very rarely ever gets angry. Typically she is a calming presence and, with her experience in her previous life, has more than enough experience to recognize when Ashen is becoming overwhelmed or delving far too deeply into his own dark thoughts. Naturally, she has many methods she can use to distract him when this occurs - most of which involve her cutting things short and pulling him close for all of the affectionate cuddles he can handle and then some.

Mutation: Plant manipulation

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OOC: Happy birthday, Azzy~