Chatterbox: Pudding's Place

Nyx darted under the cover of an overhanging rock in the cliff face, and wiped her short wet hair out of her eyes. She scanned the valley below her feet, but it was raining too heavily to see anything. It was dark, too, but that didn't matter to her. If anything, it helped. 

Leaning against the hard stone once more, the girl continued to move forward. One foot in front of the other, slowly along a narrow ledge. She gripped the rock wall hard. One foot in front of the other, slowly, slowly. It quickly turned into a rhythm, and she no longer needed to think. Until the wall that she was trusting her life with fell away, and her with it.

She tumbled to her right, away from the cliff, off the ledge, down, down, down towards the tall trees and the raging river, swollen with rain. The cape around her neck billowed upwards, surrounding her with a soft black cloud. Nyx closed her eyes and thought, if I die, at least I will die in the darkness, in a storm. The same way I came. Then her head hit something hard yet soft, like a boulder covered in a blanket, and she knew no more.

Nyx was fast asleep with a welt growing fast under her hair, but she was safe. A giant eagle had seen her falling, even with the pelting rain, and had swooped to catch her. He flew into the night, away to his aerie with the sleeping girl balanced between his wings. 

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So, yes, this is a RP. Here's a charrie sheet:

Name (it's kind of fun to coordinate with the power, but it doesn't need to)- 

Age (12-18)-

Appearance- 

Power (only one, please)- 

Background-

Other-

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This is my sheet:

Name- Nyx Mavros

Age- 15

Appearance- Small, with short black hair and dark blue eyes. She has light skin, but it has been tanned from her many years of living out in the open. She wears black leggings tucked into dark brown leather boots, and she has a long cape around her neck, fastened with a silver bird clasp. It goes down to her feet. She has a few freckles, and would probably have more if she was exposed to more sunlight. Her shirt is tight, and it has long sleeves. It is black. Her leather belt is dark brown, and she has her dagger sheath tied around her leg. 

Power- Night and darkness are her strengths. She can see in the dark, but not so well in the day. She isn't nocturnal, but she wishes she could be. She greatly prefers night to daytime.

Background- Nyx was born in a large city called Babylon (not the one you know, a different one), and both of her parents were important people. Her mother was one of three government representatives for their city, and her father was a veteran. He had been a commander in the Great War. 

When Nyx turned 10, she was sent to live with her mother's sister in the valley woods. Her parents wanted to give her time to find out what her power was. She discovered almost immediately that she was a child of the Night, and so her aunt let her go when she was 13. She lived by herself until recently, when she joined a group of people around her age, in the same situation as her. They trained to be warriors.

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That's when this story starts. Nyx is running from some of her friends in a training game, and then she falls. Have fun with the story, and sorry about the large amount of writing!