03-01-2022, 01:41 PM
Could you help me push aside all that I have left behind
Losing his family, Sylva, and the whole of the South had kept him up for many nights but hadn’t kept him from using his own abilities. Not that he could do anything about the gentle glow that he produced at night that he had no control over but as for shifting… There was nothing that could keep him from using what felt most natural. Not even grief, not even sadness. Not even the creeping loneliness… If anything it just drove him further and further into the black and white security blanket he wraps around himself.
It’s the shape he wears now, nestled snugly in the sturdy boughs of a large white oak where the forest begins to merge into the river territory. He overlooks the rushing rapids who show no signs of slowing even as the days begin to turn into longer nights. To match the approaching seasons, melancholy had finally started to settle on the Giant Panda shifter. There had been no sign of his family, anywhere. Link had always been an optimist but with so many days that passed with no sign of them, no scrap of evidence of their existence, not a single flicker of familiarity registering on the faces of those he meets and asks….
Reality was beginning to crash hard. His front paws rest on his furry chest as he gazes unseeingly out over the river, thinking of everything and nothing all at once. It didn’t make sense, how they couldn’t have survived. His mother could grant wishes, his father understood the sea. There should, at the very least, be some sort of sighting of them. It’s Lillibet that makes his heart constrict the most, his sister who had been blessed with beauty and wit but hadn’t gained anything magical besides her familiar glow. She couldn’t climb tall trees out of harms way, couldn’t make wishes come true, couldn’t navigate the deep blue ocean.
How could she have survived?
Hot angry tears press against his now closed eyelids as he feels the weight of loss crush against his chest. The very thing he had been trying to avoid in these years since they had been separated. The ache of missing them all, the new sensation of failure that he hadn't been a better brother in protecting her. A rush of air above him is what keeps those tears from falling, momentarily distracted as he looks down at the winged mare that had just zoomed overhead. There is no thought when he tumbles from the tree except to escape from the overwhelming emotions that he doesn’t want to acknowledge.
Ambling slowly in her direction, she doesn’t seem to see the ebony and ivory bear approaching. Her teeth are picking at some leaves from an outstretched feathery wing. On closer inspection, she had seemed to catch quite a few of the auburn leaves on her descent, a few of them still wrapped in her dark windswept mane. Still not thinking entirely clear, he stands up on his back paws and with a gentle claw, reaches for one tangled stubbornly near her ears and pulls it free. Suddenly shocked by his overfamiliarity, the leaf slips free from his paw and floats gently to the earth below as the panda suddenly becomes equine and Link’s turquoise blazed face looks to hers with a small uncertain smile. “One down, a few more to go.” He says with a quiet laugh, his gold-flecked gaze warm but still undeniably sad.
It’s the shape he wears now, nestled snugly in the sturdy boughs of a large white oak where the forest begins to merge into the river territory. He overlooks the rushing rapids who show no signs of slowing even as the days begin to turn into longer nights. To match the approaching seasons, melancholy had finally started to settle on the Giant Panda shifter. There had been no sign of his family, anywhere. Link had always been an optimist but with so many days that passed with no sign of them, no scrap of evidence of their existence, not a single flicker of familiarity registering on the faces of those he meets and asks….
Reality was beginning to crash hard. His front paws rest on his furry chest as he gazes unseeingly out over the river, thinking of everything and nothing all at once. It didn’t make sense, how they couldn’t have survived. His mother could grant wishes, his father understood the sea. There should, at the very least, be some sort of sighting of them. It’s Lillibet that makes his heart constrict the most, his sister who had been blessed with beauty and wit but hadn’t gained anything magical besides her familiar glow. She couldn’t climb tall trees out of harms way, couldn’t make wishes come true, couldn’t navigate the deep blue ocean.
How could she have survived?
Hot angry tears press against his now closed eyelids as he feels the weight of loss crush against his chest. The very thing he had been trying to avoid in these years since they had been separated. The ache of missing them all, the new sensation of failure that he hadn't been a better brother in protecting her. A rush of air above him is what keeps those tears from falling, momentarily distracted as he looks down at the winged mare that had just zoomed overhead. There is no thought when he tumbles from the tree except to escape from the overwhelming emotions that he doesn’t want to acknowledge.
Ambling slowly in her direction, she doesn’t seem to see the ebony and ivory bear approaching. Her teeth are picking at some leaves from an outstretched feathery wing. On closer inspection, she had seemed to catch quite a few of the auburn leaves on her descent, a few of them still wrapped in her dark windswept mane. Still not thinking entirely clear, he stands up on his back paws and with a gentle claw, reaches for one tangled stubbornly near her ears and pulls it free. Suddenly shocked by his overfamiliarity, the leaf slips free from his paw and floats gently to the earth below as the panda suddenly becomes equine and Link’s turquoise blazed face looks to hers with a small uncertain smile. “One down, a few more to go.” He says with a quiet laugh, his gold-flecked gaze warm but still undeniably sad.
Link
@Areane