continuation of the story.
only when she has several hours away from the settlement was, and it started to rain again, it was aware of Deira, what she had done. She stopped, but not looked back. It was a bad sign to look back, if you wanted to start his life anew. Deira sat down on the moss that covered the ground almost anywhere and leaned against a huge tree trunk. And suddenly she realized that this unexpected decision made sense. In the life of a shaman eventually took the time to go and seek his destiny. Only when he had finished his journey, he could claim to be a shaman. The time before was the time of an apprentice. Deira had in their lives many teachers who taught her much had. Yes, she knew a lot ... but it was only theory. Things you had told her. Things they thought he knew. But states can know. Deira smiled. Today was the day came on which was their time to experience the magical journey. She raised her eyes to the green foliage, shone through here and there through the the sky.
"Thank you spirits and gods." - She said. Then she got up again and began to perform a magic ritual that would help her to leave her old life behind and open to the signs and revelations, which gave her the gods. To this end, they broke off a dry twig and drew a circle around him. Then they turned into the circle, stood on his hind legs and singing a song for the spirits of the wind, the wind was the symbol of the transformation. The rain drops fell through the leaves and touched their scaly skin, but she did not feel uncomfortable. Now that their journey had begun, she had to learn all the movements of nature to understand and appreciate.
The deep voice of the Dragoness and the words she sang seemed to break the barriers that have formed in the course of her life for her soul, and when she had finished her song, she felt free. In gratitude for the gods, she left this place three gold-rimmed scales. It was the symbol that they took off their protection and in front of them standing there, as she was, without any prejudices and expectations. With a self-satisfied smile
moved on Deira. The rain washed the dirt from her mane, where she had spent the night, and let them shine in the sun, green as the leaves, which also shone in the light. Joy filled her, friends and peace of mind, both things she had not felt in a long time. Finally she began to shiver, for she was already running half the day through the forest, and their energy reserves were running low. She had been Some days, no more booty made, and get tired more than usual, the hunting instinct stirring within her, and she looked around in search of life they could incorporate themselves. But their experience and instinct told her that she had to wait until the rain was over and all life came out from his hiding place. She sought a shelter and found him soon from the roots of a tree Korh, which extended into unimaginable heights.
The Dragoness rolled into a ball and covered with the wings. Soon she was warm and sleepy, and she did not resist very long against sleep. Soon calmed her breathing and her whole life functions lined up Minimum one. The heart rate slowed and decreased their body temperature. But although her body fell into a rigid, her brain was overly active. She had a vision.
you saw himself somehow from above. Your entire body glowing vortex flow around, of which they felt they would give her strength. Then it was as if she was in sparkling water that enveloped her gently and carried with him. You rocked with the waves, and it seemed like an eternity. Suddenly she saw the shore, but they came no closer, even though the water they TOOK PLACE with all the energy on the shore - it seemed as if the bank would remove from her, until it finally disappeared. And then she heard the name. The name filled the entire universe. Naryan.
Deira woke up. The dream images they had seen gliding, of which, only the name remained, for they held him with all her strength. Naryan.
She stretched, the blood in their veins to drive, and crawled out of her hiding place. The sun was setting already. She had long been asleep, but she did not feel to be recovered. It probably had something to do with their vision. She did not, but she knew. At the moment it did not care. It was a sign and interpret it would be difficult, but first they had to Booty. The hunt - it was one of the advantages of belonging to a clan, because in a clan had not chase the women. But women could also not be shamans, and the benefits thereof. So Deira sharpened their senses and crawled slowly through the undergrowth. She looked around every corner. She wanted to see everything, but not be seen. And finally, she succeeded.
Three birds burrowed in the earth around, probably also in search of food. A bird was not much for a Eldar, but at least something. In addition, Deira was not yet grown to their full size. She was barely bigger than a man, and the bird was as big as her forearm. Its plumage was green, yellow, and brown, it fitted perfectly into the surroundings. The animals were hardly seen.
cautiously crept closer Deira. Each of her movements were well thought out and executed masterfully. Her body seemed to flow, so perfect was the interaction of the muscles. When they had got so close to the birds was that she could touch her hand, she would have stretched them a ray of sunlight caught in their shed and brought out a blink. One of the animals was carefully and lifted his head restlessly. The other two remained calm. A breeze stirred the leaves on the other side of the little clearing, and the bird turned his attention to it. This was their chance.
your hind legs worked like a spring. The dragon sprang forward like a black arrow, and its jaws closed around the body of the bird. The other two flew away, but they are no longer interested. They had their prey. Her heart was racing, tingling in the wingtips it. And the grouse in its mouth twitched in agony. Slowly, she pushed to, and heard the bone in the body of the animal were shattered. One last time it reared up and was dead Deira it slid to the floor, sat down and began to pluck the feathers before the animal was not yet solidified. It was easy for the dragon, and soon they had finished.
Hunger was great, and you found it hard not immediately pounce on the prey. With a claw they divided the chicken in half and gutted it out. It would have the guts here, as a sacrifice to the spirits that had granted them their prey, and as a snack for the animals. Then she pulled the tendons from the legs of the bird and placed it beside him. It wührte dry and connect to a cord. Finally, the ritual work done and Deira tore the corpse into pieces in order to devour greedily. Then they gathered the largest and most beautiful springs, took the tendons in the hand, and moved on, careful to leave no traces. She would find a place must stay where she was, because the sun had gone almost. And she wanted to make a piece of jewelry out of bed. She needs time and rest.
