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 Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2015 2:52 pm
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Acorn had no idea what she was doing, even though she'd been chosen ages ago. Not even sure where to start, does one go looking for an expecting mother or wait for her to find you? She wonders for the millionth time. She'd heard it's usually the mother who goes looking, but Acorn had never asked if it was odd or frowned on for a legendary to go looking for a mother to bless. Still with no idea what to do, or even how to do it, she'd decided to take a walk. That turned into days of wandering aimlessly. Or maybe not quite, she did feel an urge to follow this particular path, no matter where it turned or how rough it got. It wasn't nearly as bad as the ache, that feeling that had driven her from the plains of her home to the swamp, but it was a similar feeling, only much more muted. Like a tickle instead of stabbing pain. So she'd stayed on the path.
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2015 3:48 pm
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"Greetings. I'm one of Her chosen, yes." For a moment Acorn thinks she'd shifted to her other form, but the thought is quickly chased away. Small she may be, but she's a lot taller then a mongoose. "This is my natural form." She wonders at his question, she's obviously a Kiokote. Unless word hadn't spread that the MotherFather has started choosing non-Kimeti as well. Something to ponder later.
"Have you a mate, or perhapse a sister, in need of a blessing?" She asks, the thought that he might be here to request a blessing doesn't even cross her mind. All the stories she's heard say it's the mothers who go in search of such. So her first thought is the doe is simply too big to make the trek and has sent him to find her. Unless kin seek out legendaries for other reasons? She asks herself, something else to find out later. Acorn has no idea what powers a legendary has, for all she knows they can perform healings as well as blessings. She really needs to meet other chosen and ask these questions.
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Finding his way through the swamp, he wasn't really sure what or who he was looking for. Kin said that they can take different shapes, so how would Clouds of Lightning know? Sighing the buck kept walking, looking hopeful at each shadow. He felt one might be close to help him out. He was looking more to ease his mind of the one that would be having his children. The pale doe is beautiful and sweet enough to deal with him. Would she mind if he stuck around to help train them to survive the world? 
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