How she got here was not important -In all actuality, she had no idea how she got here in the first place. Black garbs of a ninja adorned her figure, her skin tanned in the asian form, her slender hourglass figure beautiful as it silhouetted against the horizon of pinks and purples. The blended colors seemed to cascade together in the backdrop horizon, mixing in such beautiful ways that it brought tears to the eyes of most. As the female looked up, her eyes atuned to this beautiful area, her steps quite silent, her slippers nullifying any sound she made with each movement. She was dressed as a ninja, though she was far from. The majority of the time she was a Mage, a Moon Witch to be more exact. A smile adorned her face with a slender and ethereal view, her pale lips casting a slight glow upon her as she stood silently. She did not wish to battle all the time, and thus when her weapons were lost in the black hole known as life, the femme did not argue. She did not care her magicks were gone with the elctromagnetic field that disrupted every ability she had. She did not care that at one time she was greatful of the very core magic that ran through her body. She did not care that at one time, she was one of the strongest Moon Witches known to man-kind, and now she was nothing but an entity without power. Now she was nothing. And she did not like that in the least bit. Speaking aloud, her tone melodic, alluring, and seductive in every manner, her flawless skin not forming a wrinkle around her eyes or corners of her mouth as she spoke, her words fluid-like and light as a feather to the world around her. She was a being of far difference to this world. Arda was not her home, and she did not care that she was drawn into this world. Why is this world different then the one I was born in? Why was this world destroyed in means of chaotic formation that blocks all magic and abilities I once had. I am nothing in this world, and for some reason, I don't care. What happened to the spirit I once had? The enjoyment that once flew through my body as means of chaos and lucious enjoyment? I am nothing, and therefore I am everything. In this world, I am a balanced equilibrium of destruction, something I never wish to be.

The sunset's muted pinks and purples cascaded along the once azure skies. She flew at slow pace this day for her wings were still healing from their abrasions back a day or so ago. She seemed to glide on a winds breath the lightest breeze lifting her higher in the air. She adjusted the tips of her wings accordingly to the changes. the sunlight reflected its image within her two toned eyes setting off the emerald and sapphire hues. The glowing light seemed to flow like water upon her feathery sheen accenting the most radiant golds in her plumage. She mastered the winds like clay in ones hands. Taking an updraft once more she finally was able to look through the floor of clouds. The pearl colored whisps now dissapating. Now able to look down she saw the clear cerulean blue ocean. How long had she been flying blindly? Whichever the case she needed to find a place to roost soon as the sun was setting and fast. But why rush? it was such a beautiful evening. The raptor then smiled as she continued to glide ever so gracefully in Arda's Skies.

Not to far from her current possition with her most presise vision she spotted a small island completly surrounded by the blue mass. there, thats where I can rest for the night She beat the air a little more ravenously now, adjusting her tail as she pivited ever so slightly. The island now getting more closer she saw that this was none other than what seemed like a tropical paradise. her beak then curled into a smile one that was rarely seen as she had quite the prideful and cocky attitude.

The Island was now directly below her, she realized that it had been larger than she expected, but none the less was still satisfactory. The graceful being circled high above the opal like sands casting her silhouette upon the ground, the dark shadow reflecting her natural beauty. Below her was what seemed like a black speck and every so often she saw this speck move. She dove in closer but just close enought to barely skim the leaves of the palms. Flapping her wings twice as fast she began to prepare herself for landing, her target: a nearby branch. Outstretching her talons they took fast hold of the wooden post. Settling herself she folded her wings in and kept a close watch on the human girl. She cocked her head in interest and continued to watch her every movement. Being an eagle she was not native to this island so she stuck out to quite some extent

She was far from that as a human, though the true fact was that this female was one of strange abilities. Her powers once rained over the dusk and weakened ever slightly at the dawn, though this young femme did not generally bring herself to stay out at the dawn. It was a rare occassion she stared at the sunset and watched in such awe at the colors it created as the night left and the morning progressed. She was a being of the night -in fact, the Night Elves were all beings of the Night, thus the development of their name and their adaptation to become invisible when it came to the nighttime. She was a strange person -that was a fact that any who came in range of her knew- but she was honest and trustworthy when it came to the end. She was not cruel in a general manner, though when it came to battle, she could be a mullet in combat. She could kill, slice, attack, and so on without remorse. if someone wronged the female, she would make sure they paid. She was not one to easily forgive, such was the way of her people, and it was much easier for her to kill with the bow then with the blade, though she had been trained as such. Lanilmathien fixed herself in composure, concentrating upon the task at hand -Remembering how she got here. A sigh pressed through her ethereal lips, her ebony orbs concentrating on the view of the waves crashing upon the resident grains of smooth sand that crushed beneath her boots. Several grains of smooth brown substances also flowed through her silver boots that hugged her feet tightly. The gauntlets clipped around her wrist were made of smoth leather, whic held the Black ninja garbs close to her body. Without a word of anger or opressed thoughts, she turned to see a shadow pass the ground in front of her. The waves crashing upon the sand behind her, rushing the ground and forcing wet pieces of sand to cling to the same silver boots once described.

Standing in a calm and posture-ized manner, she gently waved her hand towards the shadow, attempting to summon what was left of her power to reveal what broadcast this silhouette of empti-ness, and yet she found nothing in what was once a large reserve of magical energy. She needed her powers back, as this place inhibited them, and the first stage to returning such magical energy would be to draw the power from around her and focus it on what she wished to happen. Sooner or later, she would get her powers back -she would not take 'no' for an answer. Hello?

[meh, short and stupid, but meh x.x]

The Avian was found preening her feathers. Every so often she would find the girl walking around or talking to herself. She decided to keep a close eye on her... Besides she could sense something different about her, like some odd charge radiating from her. The large bird clicked her ash colored beak and tilted her head again getting the full picture of this very well proportionate specimen. She seemed not of this world... like she was dragged here. The eagle wondered what on earth she was doing here. Für Elise had been around this world enough to know what the commoner's garb was and she found that this woman however did not fit the description. Now looking at her more seriously she leaned forward on her perch poofing out her feathers as to look fearsome. Of course her large talons and beak were sources for intimidation enough. Leaning moreso the woman's reflection was stedily locked in the golden eagle's eyes.

Hello?

the large bird of prey looked in the girl's general direction. Inhaling she opened her massive wings and let out a shrill spinetingling screech. Now she began to bob on the branch, bringing her head from her toes to her shoulders. She didn't know whether she was scaring the girl or not but this was just her way to annouce her presence.

((ooc: not stupid, you've got quite a vocabulary in your repituar, and you are an awesome RPer :)