It is late at night, the lights in most of the students rooms are out with students tucked into thier beds for the night. Outside there is still snow on the ground and the night is quite chilly. Not that it mattered to the fur covered raksasha who is currently concealed in a tree not far from the window of one of the students by the name of Aurora Skadhisystir, chosen of the Goddess Skadhi. It was a pleasent view he had of the young priestess finishing her studies and then getting ready for bed. As he watched the young lady, he held a carved piece of moonstone wrapped with a strand of Aurora's hair that he aquired earlier from her hairbrush. That and the stone should allow him to enter the snow mage's dreams and assult her from there. Her strange mixture of snow and earth magic made assulting her physicaly to be dicer than the tiger deamon would perfer. Of course her having two different types of magic coursing thru her would leave Miss Skadhisystir open and vuneralble to a purely psychic assult.

((OOC: Just so you know - she has Three magics warring in her currently, not two. Snow, Earth and Shadow - and it's an unbalanced mix at the moment))

Aurora groans as she finally gets up from her desk, and puts her books away. She needs sleep - but she needs to study as well. Her work has been slipping - of course part of that might be due to the fact that the monsters keep assaulting her and ravishing her, causing her to miss more classes.

With a sigh, she stretches her back, arching her nude form in front of the window to her room before turning to bed. She has always slept skyclad, finding it the most natural and comfortable way to sleep. She slips into her bed, pulling the sheet up around her before rolling over to turn off the lights.

It doesn't take long at all before the exhausted priestess slips not just into sleep, but into dreams.

The snowy mountains rise around her. Calmly, the priestess holds out her arms, letting the snow and wind caress as much of her bare skin as she can. From the cliff she stands on, she can see the small cluster of buildings of her home village.

This was always one of her favorite spots to come out to. Where she could be alone, and revel in the touch and call of her Goddess. So quiet.. so peaceful.. like nothing wold ever shatter this perfect serenity.