07-31-2019, 08:10 PM
Erio notices how Sabrina falters. She is taken aback by his question and lets her thoughts immediately roam. He merely glances away to observe the forest, breathing steadily, and allows his own mind to stray. She, obviously, doesn’t experience or know the same sense of solitude as he does. There is no dejection in her life – only love. A moment of envy swallows him until he forces himself from the dark pit and forces a smile back on his face when their eyes once again meet.
It’s a flicker of a moment, their leveled gaze, before it breaks. It shatters into pieces, but in an exciting way that broadens the smile on his face. His jagged teeth catch hints of the dappled sunlight when his jowls pull back.
An invite! The prospect of exploring piques his interest, but he cannot help to glance down at his small legs and hesitate. An abrupt huff escapes him. ”It sounds awfully cold,” he comments, ”and I don’t know if I’m a strong enough swimmer.” But when Sabrina looks at him, she doesn’t see his limitations. Is that his problem? He has allowed his mother’s perception of him to bleed into his own opinions. Determined to inhibit its effect on him now, Erio shakes his entire body and playfully bows to mirror his sister. ”Do you like the ice? Is the weather what makes you happy?” There is a drive for everyone, a passion that offers a path to joyousness even during life’s darkest hours.
@[Sabrina]
It’s a flicker of a moment, their leveled gaze, before it breaks. It shatters into pieces, but in an exciting way that broadens the smile on his face. His jagged teeth catch hints of the dappled sunlight when his jowls pull back.
An invite! The prospect of exploring piques his interest, but he cannot help to glance down at his small legs and hesitate. An abrupt huff escapes him. ”It sounds awfully cold,” he comments, ”and I don’t know if I’m a strong enough swimmer.” But when Sabrina looks at him, she doesn’t see his limitations. Is that his problem? He has allowed his mother’s perception of him to bleed into his own opinions. Determined to inhibit its effect on him now, Erio shakes his entire body and playfully bows to mirror his sister. ”Do you like the ice? Is the weather what makes you happy?” There is a drive for everyone, a passion that offers a path to joyousness even during life’s darkest hours.
@[Sabrina]