As the Moon Rises

[Merkaken 516]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8aluBPpzCHc&index=3&list=RDqHfDPCIn2HQ

 

The moon, ever bright, ever silent, rises over the Kharajyr lands. It luminescent glow bathes the island in its light, as the few Kha that still remain go about their business. One woman, a Kha'pantera, looks to the moon through the skylight in her treetop home. She sigh, looking down, going back to her books. Another Kha, a much larger one in weight, climbs up the ladder. His brown paw rests upon her shoulder. "Kaharal? Is everything alright? She been up here for days..." The larger Kha asks, a brow raised, and a worry frown painted across his face. Kaharal puts a black furred hand on top of his, looking to him with a weak smile. "Yes, Kaharal is fine, Mukar... She promises..." Kaharal replies to her mate. Mukar pauses, nodding a bit, before reluctantly leaving. Kaharal shakes her head, climbing out the trapdoors hidden amongst the leafs atop her home. She looks up to the sky once more, to the glowing white orb in the sky, the godess of the Kharajyr. "You've... You've been quiet for so long, Metztli... The Kharajyr miss their Muuna... Are we to be punished? Are you still angry?" She asks the sky, almost as if wishing for an answer... But she knew none would come. None had come for years upon years since the Kharajyr had betrayed her by leaving the Ordium, Metztli's gift to the children. Kaharal rubs her face, yet again, dissapointed in herself for her past actions.

She looks to the temple, far off in the distance, erected in a way that pays homedge to the Kharajyran temples of old in Anthos and Asulon. It always felt as a place of great comfort to her... And a grim reminder of the Kha rebellion in Athera. She strides across the treetops, treading towards the temple. At the temple, she slowly walks to the top, to look at the moon once more. As she did, a small tug at her heart could be felt. And her skin began to burn...

Kaharal winces, before looking at her arm. Her fur had begun to fall off slowly around the area she had felt the burn. Her golden eyes widen, putting a hand onto the area. She could feel stubble... Feel it slowly grow, as more parts of her body began to burn. Kaharal fell to her knees, clutching her chest, her eyes going wide as she felt like she was being put onto a bed of hot coals. She winces, gasps, and roars out in pain as more and more of her black fur falls from her body, blowing away into the wind. Her body then began to grow new fur fast, the dark twilight being replaced with the bright white glow of the moon. Finally, after what felt like grueling hours of pain, the burning subsided. As it does, Kaharal blinks, looking down at herself. She shakes her head, not understanding, rushing to the moonpool.

The newly made Kharajyr looks at her bright white fur, her reflection showing a Tlatlanni. She stared at herself for several minutes, almost unable to process what had just happened before she slowly rose to her feet. She closes her eyes, and allows herself a small smile. She walks out of the temple, looking back to Metztli.

Metztli has spoken.

[Archbishop 1784]

Tli'Mukar waddles up the temple steps, a worried expression plastered across his face as he had hears the roars of pain echoe throughout the jungle. His eyes lock onto Tla'Kaharal for a few moments before he steps forwards

"Metztli haws chosen. Hail Metztli, Hail Tla'Kaharal."

[Angmarzku 1251]

Zhikar's eyes would widen as he glances at his mother Kaharal, smiling giving a nod at her "Zhikar es glawd fawr yaw munna awr shawld i cawll yaw Tla' frawm naw awn?" he'd chuckle as he moves to rub the back of his neck

[Rickson 302]

Inaijo walks up to Kaharal. "This ees new." He'd say with a chuckle "Bawt Metztli haws chawsen well..." Finishing with a smile.

Edited December 16, 2015 by Rickson

[Pav33 101]

Ha'Jakum would cough, walking up the steps with a small cane to hold the weight of his healing body. "Metzli haws spuuken, Hayl Tla'Kaharel" he'd end with a smile

[Hydration 26]

With a polite bow, Tajjaza greets the new chosen. "Tajjaza trrust dawt Metztli haws peyked fowr dah best."

[Adelemphii 1766]

Astrawla runs towards the source of pain, looking up towards her munna, "Munna?"

[Ilikefooddude 430]

 

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[Merkaken 516]

Tla'Kaharal smiles at all those coming up. "Yaw awll honor me weeth yawr kynd wards. Kaharal promises, she weel bring thaw Kha' bawk tu thawr formawr glory." She bows her head to the other Kharajyr.

Edited December 17, 2015 by Merkaken

[ImCookiie 1950]

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