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[The Draenei isn't looking at the screen at the moment. She's merely fiddling with the communicator now and then, staring forward. She's in the forest; rushing water can be heard nearby even if it isn't seen. At her side, resting on her shoulder is her pet moth, fluttering it's wings now and then as it waits for her to do something. Meabh pets it gently before turning her attention away, letting the communicator rest on the ground infront of her. When she speaks, her voice is soft, eyes closing.]

The earth beneath my feet forms the foundation for all things. The sky, the waters, even great fire - all rest upon its shoulders. While those others often form chaotic tempests, the earth abides.

[She takes a slow, deep breath, completing the words.]

...It grants strength and fortitude to the core of my being.

[She's silent for a long time, perhaps straining in some fashion to hear or feel anything from the elements. When at last her eyes do open, there is a profound disappointment.]

There must be a way to gain the trust of these elements...

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[playful-shaman.livejournal.com]

[She lets out a little squeak of surprise before just...attempting to calm down and listen. Normally, the Draenei is rather ditzy and excitable, but at the moment she sounds quite...thoughtful, and a trace sad.]

I have been here for some time...there is no sapta, no way to see them as at home...but I was only training...

[There's an uncomfortable silence, but it's obvious that she doesn't like not being able to contact them at all.]

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[shamanisticrage.livejournal.com]

[Boy, he can relate to her feeling of separation, though he's able to keep himself better guarded.]

Perhaps you are somewhat mistaken. Where there is a will, there will always be a way.

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[playful-shaman.livejournal.com]

[She is listening, even if she is uneasy at speaking with an Orc of all creatures.]

Yes...things are just so very different here...