Evensong

Frangelico and Evensong, a breeding pair of Catkinstarchild

A soft spoken, delicate flower of the wind, her very countenance is that of a seraph, her pelt gleams brightly in any noonday sun, as she is a treasure to behold, a treasure prized by the clan, her camaderie among her clanmates renowned for uniting even the most disagreeable of dragons... For a time. Of course, even she admits that the impossible can't be accomplished for long without the true commitment of hearts and minds, but at least for awhile, she can trick them into realizing that they're all the same, under the skin.

Her passion shows through food, through music, stories and song, but especially the dance, the beat of paws on wood, the conjoined voices of songs and shanty, the winds rush through feather and fur, the sense of joy within her audience, and her delight in the unity of clanmates in jubilee. Though Evensong's first love was Yongrui, the distant Ambassador to Clan Àidhear, it has been many seasons since those happy days in the Twisting Crescendo, and they were scarce fledgelings themselves. Since then, Evensong had an on-again, off-again love affair with Jeran, her dance partner, but it was quite short-lived and his wounds of the heart never allowed them to develop a deeper connection. Their parting was amicable, and they remain friends, they simply were not a match in a romantic sense, just in a professional one. They are still the two best dancers Oakheart has ever seen, excepting the strange Coatl twins and their acrobatic feats of illusion, but Jeran refuses to dance with them. He seems distressed even seeing them. The loss of his own twin is still too fresh, too keen in his heart, and may always be thus.

Evensong has recently struck up a deep affection with the smith and stonemason, Frangelico. His natural, bashful, sweetness and good nature really appealed to her, from the first moment she tripped during a routine and he helped her get back on her feet, then apologized for getting soot on her lovely silks. It was he who made the golden clasps which keep her outfit from tripping her up, and she always brings any piece of costume jewellery which has a dent or is missing a link somewhere to his workshop near the marketplace; she braves the heat of the forge to sit, watching avidly as he spins with deft hands molten gold into marvellous shapes, as elegantly as she spins a dance in the air with her brother.

A long line of Royal Skydancers preceeds her; beginning with the great and lovely Luminara and Aurelios.

Adopted from Cosi, from the exalt-free dragon adoptions forum

• Has a love outside of the clan, in an allied lair
• A lover of the finer things in life, especially good food
• Adores travel, and traveling
• Finds foreign cultures fascinating
• Hopeless romantic
• Well read; a lover of books and libraries
• The 'mother'/confidante/sisterly friend in any situation
• Has a quiet interest in theatre

- First Nest -

Evensong was going out to visit an allied clan near the Twisting Crescendo. She just got to know the light Ambassador from Clan Àidhear as he visited her family a couple of times to discuss certain things related to 'interrelationship matters'. Not that these things interested her, the Ambassador himself was her 'object of interest'. So when Evensong's clan got the invitation to attend a birthday party over at Yongrui's home lair, the young Skydancer female was eager to come along.

Having heard stories of her gourmet host--Yongrui enthused/reaved about all kind of food they apparently offered back at his place-- Evensong brought a bouquet of edible orchids along with her; the butterflies following her in were later added as flavour to the cake Evensong and Kaida made as Yongrui pilfered the first birthday cake. During the little baking session a certain someone was already eyeing the lady attentively, now quite interested to get to know the young Skydancer from the other clan better. Pretty soon they were getting familiar with each other, to the big dislike of Yongrui's best friend and companion Huang. The Shining Goblin was grumpily watching the two dragons fuzzing over each other, feeling as if he was being left out too much. Yongrui could only hope, his friend would come around soon and be happy for him finding such a nice mate to have his very first nest with. For both of the dragons this was the first time awaiting hatchlings. At a more remote area of Clan Àidhear they built a lovely nest and were now looking after two green-swirled eggs. Huang kept zooming in and out, 'fluttering' around the soon to be parents and seemed more excited as the two dragons themselfs.

A few days before the little ones hatch the Wind Chime Maker Tharkay was invited over to pay parents and nest a visit. His task was to create the personal tune for each of their little ones. While meeting the little family Tharkay took in the feelings that surrounded them, their dreams and wishes for each hatchling. Then he took each egg in his talons and "listened" to the soon to be born souls within.

Evensong was quite nervous watching the unfamiliar dragon holding her eggs and even Yongrui wasn't as calm as he would have one believe. It was after all a clan's tradition he never experienced before. Something to find the hatchlings personal tune for its very own wind chime. They both wanted to learn more about it, pressing Tharkay for an explanation about his magic. But he could only tell them something about "intertwining the parents deepest wishes for their children" with his "experiences about the soon to be born life". It really sounded quite strange to the both of them, but they decided to trust Tharkay and his knowledge about the craft. Then finally, the hatching day came. Tharkay brought over the two chimes and gave Evensong and Yongrui a last introduction before leaving them alone. Soon the first cracks appeared on the eggs. Excitement filled the air, made it thick with the thrill of anticipation. When the hatchlings broke through its shell, the first they heared was the gentile tone of their very one chime and then, the joyful voices of their parents. The hatchlings--a boy named Xiang ( 翔 - "flying, soaring") as the firstborn by seconds, followed by his sister Ehuang ( 娥皇 - "beauty-august")--were nearly identical twins and the only difference between them was the color of their wings and mane. They came after his father, both being little Pearlcatchers; but in colors and genes they took after her mother. Little girl Ehuang was identical with Evensong, while Xiang's wing color was that of his fathers. written by Juri01 ;3

Image of Yongrui, her long-distance love: