11-16-2017, 09:30 PM
There are probably a few surprised by how Castile’s demeanor contrasts his mother’s. For decades she avoided the hassle of delving into love or really caring for anyone. It was a distraction to her, an unnecessary part of life that she always avoided. It’s only in the past few years that a softer side has breached, gasping for air after so long of having been suppressed by the iron queen. She was never led by her heart until she began a family. Where Nayl had always been fierce, Castile was apathetic. There was no heated passion that drove him or an unsurpassed need for power; he was content just being himself and eventually finding a couple friends.
How odd for a child of Nayl and Lior, indeed, to be lovesick.
Ciri has weighed heavily on his mind, but Castile can’t bring himself to admit this to Starlin with her long lashes and stormy eyes. They peer up at him as he lifts her chin, his smile broadening slightly. He cannot trouble her innocent mind and ignorant heart of the pains he has already experienced; he won’t be the one to tell her of the darkest places where loneliness reigns.
With a contemplative shrug, his head lifting away from hers now, he scrambles for an answer. ”Just thinking about how to master my shifting,” what had once been so embarrassing to admit has seemed to be a magnet for conversation, attention, and help, ”and actually start battling more.” The position of General is open in Loess. For someone who never craved power, Castile finds himself longing to find his niche, to unleash himself in a way he never thought possible. With a thoughtful breath, he looks up to the treetops then back to Starlin. ”What are your plans in Nerine?”
How odd for a child of Nayl and Lior, indeed, to be lovesick.
Ciri has weighed heavily on his mind, but Castile can’t bring himself to admit this to Starlin with her long lashes and stormy eyes. They peer up at him as he lifts her chin, his smile broadening slightly. He cannot trouble her innocent mind and ignorant heart of the pains he has already experienced; he won’t be the one to tell her of the darkest places where loneliness reigns.
With a contemplative shrug, his head lifting away from hers now, he scrambles for an answer. ”Just thinking about how to master my shifting,” what had once been so embarrassing to admit has seemed to be a magnet for conversation, attention, and help, ”and actually start battling more.” The position of General is open in Loess. For someone who never craved power, Castile finds himself longing to find his niche, to unleash himself in a way he never thought possible. With a thoughtful breath, he looks up to the treetops then back to Starlin. ”What are your plans in Nerine?”