[center][img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjk2LjFlYTJjYy5SV0Z5YkhrZ1RXOXlibWx1WnlCU2RXNCwuMQA,/dosis.light.png[/img] [img]https://www.thepondguy.com/images/category_images/pond-lake-category-image-main.jpg[/img] [sup][color=slategray]Featuring: [color=skyblue]Lhoris Araqen[/color][/color][/sup][/center] [hr][hr] Lhoris sat up in bed, before letting herself yawn. She looked at the time. It was 7:30 AM. Getting out of bed, Lhoris threw on some of yesterdays clothes, her running shorts, and sneakers, and set out for a run around the campus. Very few students, even amongst the Chi houses got up this early, but then very few students were raised by traditionalists. Elves are forest dwellers, and even though Lhoris had never experiences the real Elf culture of old firsthand, she did take pride in her heritage and identity. One one hand, it was nice too see all the races so well integreated that it's hard to tell the difference culturally anymore. On the other, hunting with an Elven bow, alchemy, potions, woodcraft and Faeish folk songs were practised less and less as each new generation of Elves came into the world. And that was sad. These were core aspects of Elvish life and identity for thousands upon thousands of years, and it took barely a hundred for the Fae to abandon them in favour of guns, medicine, shopping, television and rock music. Not that there wasn't anything wrong with those things. They were just...human. Lhoris would be the first to admit that she could not imagine her childhood without her slew of Nintendo consoles, or the television. Sabrina The Teenage Witch was a particular favourite of her growing up, showing another figure balancing modern adolescence with tradition and magic, and a talking animal companion. Plus it was hilarious. Her ancestors would be loath to find out that the first song Lhoris learned to play on the Ocarina wasn't a folk song like 'Laslarin's Lamemt' or 'White Doe of the River', but was instead 'Zelda's Lullaby'. As Lhoris was running around the on-campus pond, she felt Eldred, her grey squirrel familiar, scurry up her leg and perch itself on her shoulder. She smiled at it as she ran, and it squeaked in a reply of greeting, settling itself down on the Elf's shoulder and enjoying the ride. She completed another lap before she returned to the Pi Chi building feeling refreshed and energised, and went up to her room. After showering, getting dressed, and doing her makeup, she made her way down to the communal kitchen wearing faded jeans, black boots, and a white tank top under a rather stylish leather jacket. Ever since she'd moved out of her parent's house last year, she adapted her fashion sense to reflect the modern world she was now joining. Elvish clothes had fashions and trends just as human and orc clothing did, she she didn't feel there was a particular 'traditional dress' for Elves despite her father's wishes for her to dress in green a lot. Lhoris hated green. She couldn't make it work with her. She preferred blue, but what she looked best in was black, and she knew it.