12-17-2016, 05:54 PM
-Raeg'n-
He startled at her touch, drawing a soft chuckle from her. So skittish. His pride was the most damaged, he'd said. A little grin tipped his lips and, belatedly, she realized he was actually kind of cute. It made her think.. that some day, she would have a fairly handsome friend at her side. All the women would be surrounding him, and she'd be in the background rolling her eyes and telling him to hurry up so they could spar or leave for some great mission. It was a funny thought, and widened her smile. He wouldn't have a clue what to do with them, either, would he? Boys were so clueless, she was quickly learning.
"Any tips? And why are you so interested in fighting?"
I will be a great warrior one day. The very best! Her eyes gleamed in tune with the passion in her voice. All thoughts of play-fighting with him left her completely. Somewhere along the way in their time together she'd decided he would be sticking around. She was comfortable with him, and that was more than she could say for anyone else in her life.
Midnight-colored nose turned and buried into his soft wing absently, thinking on her future and what she felt were her purposes for being here on earth, an odd-colored orphan child.
My mother was an Angel, she said quietly, almost to herself. She felt the familiar sadness of losing her tug at her young heart. The woman had been so very gentle, kind, loving. Entirely perfect. Of course she was an angel.
She left me here for a purpose: to protect the innocent. And returned to the heavens where she belonged. She fell silent, suddenly realizing how stupid it sounded now that she'd said it aloud to someone. He probably thought she was crazy. Just a dumb little girl with foolish ideas, grand schemes that made herself better than just a lonely orphan like the others. It felt true though, it all made perfect sense, so surely it must be.
She sighed and pulled away, avoiding his gaze. Time for a subject change, perhaps.
So, Lauchlan. Do you live in this meadow, then? If she were going to train, she would need to leave him eventually. One day she hoped to find him again though. Maybe he wouldn't think she was all that crazy after all. Maybe one day, he'd even join her. It did sound like a lonely sort of life to live. Having at least one person on her side would mean the world to her.
"Any tips? And why are you so interested in fighting?"
I will be a great warrior one day. The very best! Her eyes gleamed in tune with the passion in her voice. All thoughts of play-fighting with him left her completely. Somewhere along the way in their time together she'd decided he would be sticking around. She was comfortable with him, and that was more than she could say for anyone else in her life.
Midnight-colored nose turned and buried into his soft wing absently, thinking on her future and what she felt were her purposes for being here on earth, an odd-colored orphan child.
My mother was an Angel, she said quietly, almost to herself. She felt the familiar sadness of losing her tug at her young heart. The woman had been so very gentle, kind, loving. Entirely perfect. Of course she was an angel.
She left me here for a purpose: to protect the innocent. And returned to the heavens where she belonged. She fell silent, suddenly realizing how stupid it sounded now that she'd said it aloud to someone. He probably thought she was crazy. Just a dumb little girl with foolish ideas, grand schemes that made herself better than just a lonely orphan like the others. It felt true though, it all made perfect sense, so surely it must be.
She sighed and pulled away, avoiding his gaze. Time for a subject change, perhaps.
So, Lauchlan. Do you live in this meadow, then? If she were going to train, she would need to leave him eventually. One day she hoped to find him again though. Maybe he wouldn't think she was all that crazy after all. Maybe one day, he'd even join her. It did sound like a lonely sort of life to live. Having at least one person on her side would mean the world to her.