Before my magic manifested I thought I was a pure shifter, but I don’t know why. I know very little about either side of my family, because we don’t keep track of our bloodlines in the same way the fae do and that means we have very little knowledge of who my ancestors might have had relationships with, although I do know now that at least one of them must have had a child who was shifter-fae. When Willow found out about me… you have no idea how hard I was hoping she never would, because I knew that she’d want me to go to the school she set up and that wasn’t something I really wanted. Now, though, thanks to her annoyingly convincing arguments, I find myself standing outside of the building, hoping that whoever I’m going to share a dorm with will be understanding. Having a shifter in the school is unusual, to say the least.
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forgottenspirits' picture prompt, which was of the Green Man.
“Who is that?” Tamara asked, looking over at the man who had just walked into the study hall.
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forgottenspirits' prompt: What happens if an ice dragon turns up at the school?
When Tamara walked into the magic room she was almost positive she was seeing things. The dragons hadn't followed the fae to Earth and yet there was one on River's desk. She looked at it, trying to work out whether it really was just her hallucinating or if it was real. It looked real, but as she had never seen a dragon before she wasn't positive. The body was long and snake-like, more like an Eastern dragon than a Western, and it was beautifully coloured. Some of the scales were white while the others were varying shades of blue. Slowly she walked up to it, wondering what it was thinking as it was staring at her curiously, like it had never seen a human before.
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Written for forgottenspirits' prompt on the fae school's Samhain celebrations.
Tamara looked at Autumn. “I don't know about this.”
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Based on the prompt 'a mermaid' from forgottenspirits. Thank you very much for the donation.
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forgottenspirits. Thank you very much for the donation.Naida, by fae law, was defined as a mermaid, because one of her parents, her father, was a merperson. Genetically she was much more fae than she was mermaid. She didn't have a tail, but both her legs and feet were covered in scales that needed to be regularly washed with salt water otherwise they'd become dry and sore. Having scales on her feet meant that she couldn't wear shoes as they were too uncomfortable. It was impossible for her to spend any length of time underwater as she hadn't inherited her father's merlungs. That was what Naida called them because he didn't have gills and yet he could still breathe normally underwater as well as above the water. At school she'd been taught it was some form of magic that gave them the ability but it wasn't a teachable magic.
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