09-09-2021, 10:02 PM
I am Heaven sent, don't you dare forget
Be friends with me.
He swallows hard, that same uncertainty still flickering in those moonlit eyes. Did she mean it? Or was this another trick like those played on him in the Den? They had learned quickly how far their jokes would go once he sent them squealing with a flick of his flames. He doesn’t want to do that to her though, can’t think of ever having a reason good enough to lay a single one of his flames against her glittering neck. “Ok.” He breathes and smiles at her again, a brilliant one, as some tension eases from his chest. “I’ll be your friend.” He counts himself lucky that she would offer such a worthy thing to him as her friendship, assuming she had many playmates already.
She belongs nowhere and that makes sense to him as star-kissed as she is. The sky belongs to no-one and everyone, how can something as brilliant as her ever stay in one place? He thinks she might say something else but seems to think better of it and he gives her an encouraging smile in response, wishing she wouldn’t hold back from him. Knowing he wouldn’t with her.
The spirit moves around the living, unseen except for a soft stirring of her feathers or a cold touch to her side, as she takes in the stars and smiles. He watches, approval registering in his feral gaze, as she expresses only interest in the unknown instead of fear. “Mostly.” He says quietly, considering the soul that has moved on to kick pebbles into the nearby stream. “Some aren’t so nice but I’m getting better at keeping them out.” He shares, glancing back at her and her solemn expression. Liesma. A name he would never forget. “I’m Fyr.”
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