JUDE
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There have been many faces he did not expect to see asgain… Vaella is one of them. His heart practically leapt in his chest when word passed through his ears and he became desperate to find his companion. Somewhere through the grapevine he heard of the winge d kirin residing in night court and he practically clambered to find his way to her doorstep. Jude has never stepped foot into Night Court.. More from teh sheer lack of desire more than anything else. Never in his life had he expected to become a wanderer like he has. In the past year he has trekked over more earth than ever before and it leaves a soft feeling of pride in his chest. He is brave. He is capable of great things and he is not holding himself back from living anymore.
HE had been so unsure of court, but Vaella had been an exception to the convoluted lifestyle attributed to Vectaeryn nobility. When he had chosen the burning it ascended more than his flesh but his social standing and it was a terrifying feeling. Jude had been the beginning of a new house, a curiosity at his rejection of a dragon.. Opting for the quiet companionship of his cats. Vaella lacked the menacing perfection and her ties to Isorath had only made Jude all the more at ease in her company. He cannot shake his desperation to seek out an individual who knows his home, who know him.
He walks the streets of Night Court, unnerved at the idea of what punishment may come to a foreigner. Jude keeps his head down until he spots a flash of white, for a moment his stomach plummets and his breath seizes until it shifts into an overwhelming sense of joy.
“Vaella…!?” He calls, his voice echoing over the noise around him. “Vaella is that you!?”
HE had been so unsure of court, but Vaella had been an exception to the convoluted lifestyle attributed to Vectaeryn nobility. When he had chosen the burning it ascended more than his flesh but his social standing and it was a terrifying feeling. Jude had been the beginning of a new house, a curiosity at his rejection of a dragon.. Opting for the quiet companionship of his cats. Vaella lacked the menacing perfection and her ties to Isorath had only made Jude all the more at ease in her company. He cannot shake his desperation to seek out an individual who knows his home, who know him.
He walks the streets of Night Court, unnerved at the idea of what punishment may come to a foreigner. Jude keeps his head down until he spots a flash of white, for a moment his stomach plummets and his breath seizes until it shifts into an overwhelming sense of joy.
“Vaella…!?” He calls, his voice echoing over the noise around him. “Vaella is that you!?”
