04-04-2011, 11:48 AM
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Farore looked to the male who questioned her. How could she really explain why it had taken so long? Conor had seemed confused as well, even after Farore had laid out all she knew about the situation that had prevented her from seeking out her own sister. It seemed that it served only as an excuse, but if they could have seen the look of terror on her mother’s face as the very notion of coming to Dahlia de Mai… Yet Farore only shrugged and followed the male as he lifted her sister into the dog house, climbing in after and scooting them as close to the corner of it as possible, to make room for the bulky male if he decided waiting outside wasn’t an option after all.
Nayru felt her sense of gravity and balance shift as strong arms picked her up, moved her and set her down once more. Her breathe came evenly, and soon she could feel the pain throbbing in her head. Eyes flutter open to find the white face with black stains hovering above her, and yet she knew that this woman… Farore… was not the only one there and it was not her name that she mumbled the best she could in her half-awake stage. “…Gideon?” Nayru did not even realize how her sister cringed at the name that was not her own.
Farore looked to the male who questioned her. How could she really explain why it had taken so long? Conor had seemed confused as well, even after Farore had laid out all she knew about the situation that had prevented her from seeking out her own sister. It seemed that it served only as an excuse, but if they could have seen the look of terror on her mother’s face as the very notion of coming to Dahlia de Mai… Yet Farore only shrugged and followed the male as he lifted her sister into the dog house, climbing in after and scooting them as close to the corner of it as possible, to make room for the bulky male if he decided waiting outside wasn’t an option after all.
Nayru felt her sense of gravity and balance shift as strong arms picked her up, moved her and set her down once more. Her breathe came evenly, and soon she could feel the pain throbbing in her head. Eyes flutter open to find the white face with black stains hovering above her, and yet she knew that this woman… Farore… was not the only one there and it was not her name that she mumbled the best she could in her half-awake stage. “…Gideon?” Nayru did not even realize how her sister cringed at the name that was not her own.