[open] Walking on water - leaders/any/all

[elio]

elio

Elio takes his time when he sees the call.

There's not much that happens in Taiga that he isn't paying attention to, now that he realizes he cannot shake her.

He had meant to leave, truly. It's not that he considers the challenge a mistake, nor his sudden surrendering, but that he realized challenging was violent. That he didn't want to hurt Lethy - and thought he may be a fighter born of cursed blood, he doesn't have it in him to harm others when it is not entirely necessary.

And battling someone that calls themselves a Matriarch? Someone that watched him grow in Taiga? He couldn't do it. Despite his anger of being purely judged off of his mother, despite Nashua leaning so close to Celina, despite it all - Elio had gone off by himself, later that day, when the sun was setting in living colors on the ocean and - well, he had just screamed. Screamed fuck it all and why and when he had run out of words he just yelled.

Because Wolfbane had become too much, because his dreams were bigger than his capabilities - because he feels the twisting hurt of his mistakes, and all that he knows he must accomplish.

I'm alone, he thinks, though it is not as somber as it once was. Alone, and that's that I need . . . I think.

"Hello, Lethy," Lio murmurs with a dip of his head, coming to a halt beside her. He had been so caught up in his thoughts that he didn't realize just how close he'd come to the group. There's a boy he doesn't recognize, but one that smells of Taiga, so he offers him a large, warm smile.

"And hello to you two, as well," he states louder than his previous words. Lio knows Lethy has already done the standard diplomatic meeting, so he remains quiet, allowing room for the Nerine-smelling stranger to speak.

i don't think i could stand to be
where you don't see me

@[Eurwen] @[Izora Lethia] @[voracity]