Ooooh… flowers! They never see flowers here, except when the cacti bloom at night, or the desert scrub at the borders blossom for a short period of time. These are like… real flowers. Flowers that she might see in the Dale or the meadow!
Zilpah squeals in delight at the ‘pops!’ “Yes, yes we should follow them!” She lets Sawflesh lead the way, always only a step behind her adoptee. Together, they come to find Zale, her starry-skinned friend (more than a friend, but she doesn’t know how to bridge that gap yet) standing amidst a field of lilies. Her jaw almost literally drops as Zilpah is, for once, silent. Warm, amber eyes grow even bigger as she looks from Zale and his proud face to the beauty he’s so obviously created, and then back to him. “Oh…” she whispers in awe. “Oh Zale… it’s so beautiful…”
There are almost tears in her eyes, it’s so freaking peaceful and pretty – everything her childish, innocent little heart could ever want. The bay woman fumbles for the right words to say, but is thankfully cut short by Sawflesh and her demonstration and oh! Another wonderful thing! It reminds her of when Ima was bay like her (albeit a slightly darker bay), and then she turned golden (like the sand and the sun), and then everything was forever different.
These two – Sawfles h and Zale – bring her so much joy. Zilpah just wants to hug them all day long. A proud, joyful smile stretches across her face as she first addresses Sawflesh. “Wow, that’s really awesome! Looks like you’re all grown up now, huh? Have control of your powers and everything! Soon you won’t need poor little old me and Zale…” She teases her daughter, of course, but the teasing has a basis in truth. And Zilpah has the itch.
She turns her dainty head towards Zale, fixing him with an adoring gaze. “Zale, let’s go somewhere. Sawflesh, you too! Outside Beqanna, and someplace new! I want to have a Great Adventure with the ones I love. “
There now, she’s said it. She loves Zale. And she loves Sawflesh. And she wants to go exploring.
[so broken, I know you're away, but I'm going to closet Zilpah for awhile. Sawflesh is more than welcome to come with them on this 'adventure' if you want!
]
Zilpah squeals in delight at the ‘pops!’ “Yes, yes we should follow them!” She lets Sawflesh lead the way, always only a step behind her adoptee. Together, they come to find Zale, her starry-skinned friend (more than a friend, but she doesn’t know how to bridge that gap yet) standing amidst a field of lilies. Her jaw almost literally drops as Zilpah is, for once, silent. Warm, amber eyes grow even bigger as she looks from Zale and his proud face to the beauty he’s so obviously created, and then back to him. “Oh…” she whispers in awe. “Oh Zale… it’s so beautiful…”
There are almost tears in her eyes, it’s so freaking peaceful and pretty – everything her childish, innocent little heart could ever want. The bay woman fumbles for the right words to say, but is thankfully cut short by Sawflesh and her demonstration and oh! Another wonderful thing! It reminds her of when Ima was bay like her (albeit a slightly darker bay), and then she turned golden (like the sand and the sun), and then everything was forever different.
These two – Sawfles h and Zale – bring her so much joy. Zilpah just wants to hug them all day long. A proud, joyful smile stretches across her face as she first addresses Sawflesh. “Wow, that’s really awesome! Looks like you’re all grown up now, huh? Have control of your powers and everything! Soon you won’t need poor little old me and Zale…” She teases her daughter, of course, but the teasing has a basis in truth. And Zilpah has the itch.
She turns her dainty head towards Zale, fixing him with an adoring gaze. “Zale, let’s go somewhere. Sawflesh, you too! Outside Beqanna, and someplace new! I want to have a Great Adventure with the ones I love. “
There now, she’s said it. She loves Zale. And she loves Sawflesh. And she wants to go exploring.
[so broken, I know you're away, but I'm going to closet Zilpah for awhile. Sawflesh is more than welcome to come with them on this 'adventure' if you want!
]