She moved quietly among the trees. It was raining. But her dark cloak
with the hood up kept her warm. A few strands of dark hair feel out, but
she didn't bother to put them back. She moved through trees and small
streams. If one had looked closely, it was if she was gliding over the
forest floor. Which wasn't too far from the truth. She was a Goddess among
mortals. Well, some immortal, but they weren't Gods. Gods among others in
this earth maybe. But she had seen others, more powerful, and more
dangerous than any of these creatures here. Even the one that they all were
taught to fear, that the husbands went to fight, that evil gathered around
like a magnet. She surpassed all of them.
However, she had never been out side her realm before. Never been to this earth. She had been called here by others to quell this evil force before it destroyed the pure land. This was no ordinary land in the eyes of the Valar. It was pure, magical, and must be protected.
She wandered between trees, talking to them and wondering about them. She was eager to test what powers she possessed on this earth. She walked a bit farther, then dropped her cloak revealing her beautifully naked body. Pausing for a minute to let the wonderfully wet water run down her, she stretched and then in a blink of an eye she was a dragon. Then a tiger and then a horse. She changed back into herself and walked a bit farther. She stopped to see herself in a pool of water that had gathered at the base of a mossy tree. Scrunching her face up, she changed her appearance to her liking. She took on slightly pointed ears, a chameleon green eye color, that when you looked into them, it was if you could see the lifetimes she had known. He skin changed to a very light white, like her favorite star and it gave of a soft warming glow. Her hair was still short though. She had always fancied longer hair. She closed her eyes and it became and long as her buttocks, covering her breasts and around her virgin sex. Color wise, it was dark brown, but not quite black. At the tips it turned pure silver. She always liked it like that. When she had made all the changes she wanted to she moved on. Not bothering to get her cloak she walked to a little clearing where there was only a pond and a few trees. With a silvery orb, she made it all disappear, then with a breath blown across her hand it grew back, thicker brush than before. She cleared it once more so she would have room to work and then let out a call. It was more like a word beautifully sung. Soon, a horse came running into the clearing. She looked at it, and the walked away. The horse followed, feeling a bit puzzled when the brush grew back right behind him.
However, she had never been out side her realm before. Never been to this earth. She had been called here by others to quell this evil force before it destroyed the pure land. This was no ordinary land in the eyes of the Valar. It was pure, magical, and must be protected.
She wandered between trees, talking to them and wondering about them. She was eager to test what powers she possessed on this earth. She walked a bit farther, then dropped her cloak revealing her beautifully naked body. Pausing for a minute to let the wonderfully wet water run down her, she stretched and then in a blink of an eye she was a dragon. Then a tiger and then a horse. She changed back into herself and walked a bit farther. She stopped to see herself in a pool of water that had gathered at the base of a mossy tree. Scrunching her face up, she changed her appearance to her liking. She took on slightly pointed ears, a chameleon green eye color, that when you looked into them, it was if you could see the lifetimes she had known. He skin changed to a very light white, like her favorite star and it gave of a soft warming glow. Her hair was still short though. She had always fancied longer hair. She closed her eyes and it became and long as her buttocks, covering her breasts and around her virgin sex. Color wise, it was dark brown, but not quite black. At the tips it turned pure silver. She always liked it like that. When she had made all the changes she wanted to she moved on. Not bothering to get her cloak she walked to a little clearing where there was only a pond and a few trees. With a silvery orb, she made it all disappear, then with a breath blown across her hand it grew back, thicker brush than before. She cleared it once more so she would have room to work and then let out a call. It was more like a word beautifully sung. Soon, a horse came running into the clearing. She looked at it, and the walked away. The horse followed, feeling a bit puzzled when the brush grew back right behind him.
