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liken, raven-colored fur brushed against rough bark as she weaved between the trees of the Fae Forest. The energy here was...refreshing. It breathed life into her, every single inhale of this world revitalizing her as she took steps deeper and deeper into these woods. "Ahhh...what delightful realm...wouldn't you say, Shadow Weaver?"

Mrrroow? A small black kitten followed her canine companions lead, weaving between her legs just as Nim had done between the tall pines. "I wholeheartedly agree, my lovely feline friend. I can feel it too...the life these lands bring..." Nimue breathed it in slowly, her lips parting as she exhaled in a small sigh. She closed her eyes, pausing mid-step as she lifted her head back, opening her heart and offering all of what she was to the wilds of the Fae.

@Gwydion

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He usually didn't frequent this area of the forest, but not because of the silly stories his mother told him about the fae. No, the fae weren't real as much as she and her sister argued otherwise. He was a staunch non-believer of the fae so the idea of wandering here did no scare him... even if the place was rather creepy. His ears flicked as he heard a meowing and his belly gurgled. Hmm... a snack was nearby.

So Gwydion moved towards the sound, but as he did he heard a voice. It seemed to be speaking to the meowing in a sort of way. Confused, Gwydion stepped into view and saw the woman and the cat together. He cocked his head at the cat, then at the woman. He lost interest in his hunger when he saw her. She was an older woman, no doubt, but not ancient. Still very, very beautiful. A sly little smile touched his lips. "Hello there." he said, in lieu of a more formal greeting. He honestly couldn't' tell what time it was in this glared up forest.

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he interruption of her moment of stillness drew her back up to her full height. It came in the form of a voice, a masculine one, yet the tone was hardly deep enough to make him anywhere near her age. Nimue cast deep blue hues upon this young man, grazing over his form as she studied the stranger.

"Hello." She responded, a single ear flicking as she watched him with the stillness of a doe. With the gentle movement of Shadow Weaver at her heels, she glanced down, adjusting her footing to stand protectively over her feline companion. Her nose twitched, taking in his scent of clover, determining he was not an illusion crafted by the Fae, but a simple passerby. Visibly relaxing, she did not hesitate to take a few steps closer to the adolescent, a smile moving across her maw. "And who might you be?"

@Gwydion

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The way she stood protectively over the cat made him realize that perhaps this was no snack to be had. She greeted him and asked who he was, all with a gentle smile on her face. His tail wagged slightly behind him and he continued smiling back. "Gwydion. And you?" he asked before dipping his head in greeting in return. With his gaze lowered in the moment, he looked towards the cat again and curiosity got the better of him. "What's with the cat?" he asked, having never before seen a wolf with such a companion. He wondered why call something that was food... a friend?

Gwydion looked back up at her, his blue eyes wide and curious as his brow raised in question. Was this creature like the birds he'd heard of in the city? His own family had nothing of the sort and he hadn't gotten out as much as he'd wanted to as of late so he felt quite sheltered and unknowing of all the things occurring in Rionnach. That would change soon enough, as he ventured further and further from home.

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wydion, hm?" She repeated with a melodic sort of hum as she began to circle him slowly. She flicked her tail in somewhat of a signal, the feline clearly catching on as she took to scaling the nearest tree. Shadow Weaver found herself perched in the lowest branch peering down over the two of them as they became familiar with one another. “I am Nimue Tuonela Ó Saoirse, Lady of the Lake, ."

She continued to circle him, studying his form and the way he held himself. What she was searching for was physical signs of any weakness. If he was foe rather than friend, she would be readied to incapacitate him at a moment's second. He asked about her cat and Nim's deep blue orbs traveled up to her dark, fluffball of a kitten before settling back upon him. “Wouldn't you like to know." She teased lightly with a smirk.

@Gwydion

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Gwydion watched the woman circle him with curiosity in his bright blue eyes. She introduced herself with quite the title and he raised a brow curiously. "Nimue, Lady of the Lake, huh?" he echoed. A smile spread across his face. "A beautiful name for a beautiful woman," he said. He hardly even noticed the cat climb up and out of reach with her constant movement around him. It wasn't until she commented and looked towards the creature again that he remembered it at all. "I guess I really don't care all that much," he said with a shrug.

With that he forgot about the cat and returned his attention to the woman who had been circling him not moments before. "You're a strange one, Nimue... but I don't mean that in a bad way," he said. He hoped she wouldn't find him rude for calling her strange. He meant... interesting, yes, that's what he meant. His tail wagged gently behind him as he looked at her now, head canted to the side as if to ask 'what's next?'

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melodic chuckle dripped from her lips as he complimented her. "A charmer, you are." She commented as she halted in front of him, giving him a once over. "I'm sure a lady or two would fawn over you, wouldn't they?" Her smile broadened as she teased him lightly, noticing the lack of interest he now had in her tree-perched kitten. In the next few moments he called her 'steange' and she couldn't help, but laugh heartily at his observations of her upon their meeting.

She seated herself, placing a paw on her chest, announcing dramatically, “No description of me has ever been more true! Nimue, the beautifully strange...it has a lovely touch to it, don't you think?" Nim leaned towards him, fluttering her eyelashes playfully. “Not to worry, Sir Gwydion! I have been called far worse and survived their sticks and stones as you can see. Now...what has brought you here, to the realm of the Fae? I'm certain it was not my beauty."

@Gwydion

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Gwydion smiled when she called him a charmer. "I try," he admitted. This was going well... he thought. "Oh... I don't know about that, I haven't had any ladies do that yet," he said, a little bashfully. He wished they would, it would make this flirting thing that much easier. Then he could... well, he didn't really know what came after flirting. A kiss? More? He blushed at the thought, clearly to young and inexperienced for all that.

At least she wasn't offended by his description of her, in fact she played along with it nicely and he was grateful for that. His tail wagged behind him as he watched her. "Beautifully strange, I like it!" he said with a little laugh upon his words. At the mention of being called 'Sir' he looked a little surprised, though her comment about the fae pulled him out of that rather quickly. "The realm of the Fae, huh? You really think they're real?" he commented skeptically. He grimaced inwardly, feeling bad for having said that because he did not want to cause issue with such a lovely lady. "Well, I was just passing by, really." he added.

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is bashful demeanor was amusing and she waved a paw at his comment. “Oh, nonsense! Don't be so modest!" The shy act was adorable, though...she had her suspicions that he might already have a track record. Further inspecting his expression and body language, perhaps she'd pegged him incorrectly. “Or perhaps it is the gentlemen you're after, hm?" She smirked and hooked a paw beneath his chin, examining him. “No matter...all I'm good time. You are quite darling, aren't you?"

She pulled away from him again, glad to hear he quite enjoyed the new title they'd come up with for her. Nim's expression immediately shifted, however, when the boy questioned the fae. Her features took on a look of shock and horror before she swept him up in her arms, practically clapping a paw over his mouth. “Shhhh...shh...they'll hear you..." Her gaze flickered about warily until she assumed they were mostly safe from any eavesdropping. She slowly lowered her paw, but she held Gwydion as close as he would allow it. “Of course they're real, Gwydion! And they have the potential to make your life full of wonder or full of misery...so mind what you say."

@Gwydion

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