11-28-2016, 09:54 PM
The child, the tiniest thing he had ever set his eyes upon, stirs and moves with the smallest legs in Beqanna. Lior barely feels her movement and only truly can contest to her waking state when she pipes up in the more pure voice that he dare ever be so privileged to hear.
It foreign when his lips split unknowingly into a small smile. The innocence she portrays after being stolen in the middle of night cannot help but soften the big burly male. "I'm Lior, tiny one." The vibration of his voice rumbles low in his chest as he responds clearly. "And I found you shivering in a tree. What is your name?" Astoundingly, Lior responds more with this dainty creature more than he has in weeks with any other creature. "I can return you, if you like." The dark male offers plainly as it is quite rude to just take horses from their homes while they sleep. Lobes are directed to the splashes girl as his heavy skull hovers towards her, his expression curious to her reply.
Lior watches her bright eyes, her smile, the way she offers up everything without fear. He finds himself enjoying the company of this little fairy and the most warmth he has felt in ages. She was the most curious thing he had seen in Beqanna for some time and hopes that she would consider staying a bit despite his somber and gruff demeanor but it the little one wishes, he would return her to her tree hollow.
It foreign when his lips split unknowingly into a small smile. The innocence she portrays after being stolen in the middle of night cannot help but soften the big burly male. "I'm Lior, tiny one." The vibration of his voice rumbles low in his chest as he responds clearly. "And I found you shivering in a tree. What is your name?" Astoundingly, Lior responds more with this dainty creature more than he has in weeks with any other creature. "I can return you, if you like." The dark male offers plainly as it is quite rude to just take horses from their homes while they sleep. Lobes are directed to the splashes girl as his heavy skull hovers towards her, his expression curious to her reply.
Lior watches her bright eyes, her smile, the way she offers up everything without fear. He finds himself enjoying the company of this little fairy and the most warmth he has felt in ages. She was the most curious thing he had seen in Beqanna for some time and hopes that she would consider staying a bit despite his somber and gruff demeanor but it the little one wishes, he would return her to her tree hollow.