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POSTED: Fri Jul 20, 2018 2:21 am

Word Count → 200+ :: OOC Thread Prompt: It's afternoon in a small valley, and there are a lot of bugs out. Your character is collecting interesting-looking stones.

Would gifts help the situation? He was so unsure... unsure of everything when it came to her... it was like he didn't know her at all.

But that didn't stop the big guard from kneeling down in the grass to pluck a pale colored rock from the earth. It had been smoothed by a river over a great time, until it was wide and flat and soft. It was pleasant. A good worry stone, but by far not beautiful enough for her. He rubbed the stone with his thumb and stood up, deciding to keep it for himself.

Peculiarly, the guard padded slowly through the clearing, his goldenrod eyes trained upon the ground like he was investigating a crime. That wasn't it at all, though. There was another glint blazing through the soil, and he bent over to wipe away some of the dirt. Just fool's gold. Nothing befitting for a present for the Lady.

Drat, he thought as he kicked the dirt, covering up the yellow shimmer. This is stupid. Futile. Gathering up a bunch of rocks wasn't going to win her back over. He had screwed up far beyond what any meaningless gift could fix. Cursing, he threw the pebble he'd picked up. Then, he sighed, sagged, and turned his eyes back to the ground. His search continued, because it was the only thing he could think to do...

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So when our time of battle comes - We shall not fear to die

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POSTED: Fri Jul 20, 2018 4:24 am

The pale, green grass rustled around Nayavota’s legs. She plucked summer wildflowers from the earth and wove their stalks together. The ever-growing strand of flowers hung around her shoulders and fell past her chest. Nayavota could see the long, beautiful wreath they’d become in her mind’s eye. It would be wildly impractical and extravagant; she loved it already.

Looking up from her soon-to-be wreath, Nayavota spotted a large, stooped figure in the distance. Curiosity turned to confusion as the male—Howland, she realized—kicked at the dirt and hurled something into the grass. Anger turned to sullenness as he continued his search for… Something.

Nayavota pushed herself to her feet and limped toward the ill-tempered guardsman. Since the day she’d met Howland, Nayavota was determined to get in his good graces. The large, stoic man was a professional frowner. It was as if he had a quota of sour expressions to fill. Even Mama, whose scowl could stop an army in their tracks, didn’t frown as much as Howland.

Maybe, just maybe, this was her chance.

”What are you looking for?” Nayavota asked, stopping beside him. She gave an exaggerated salute, as was customary, and stared into the grass. Spotting a glint of something in the dirt, Nayavota resisted the urge to scoop it up. ”Is it dat shiny ting?” she asked, gesturing to the faint, all but buried glimmer.
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POSTED: Tue Jul 24, 2018 9:38 pm

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He hadn't realized that somebody else was in the field, so distracted that he was to collect a few pretty things for... her. Being caught by surprise was a rare, foreign feeling to him, but still the youngling did it. Howland bristled when he heard the voice, saw the movement, and his hackles pricked. Though, the fur quickly smoothed back down when he saw it was Jace's youngest coming toward him. He gave her a polite nod for a greeting – the Howland equivalent of a smile and a wave.

Noth- he began to say to the girl, but she was already inspecting the ground for whatever it was he was in search of. Howland didn't even really know what he wanted... just, something that reminded him of Aldora. Instead of deflecting the girl's question and excusing himself, he made an off-the-cuff decision to humor her.

No, that is not it, he said, believing her to be peering at the flecks of fool's gold in the soil. It's impossible to collect those tiny flakes. I'm looking for something like it, though. Something pretty, and nice, that I might be able to give to someone. The words he just spoke to the pale girl probably exceeded the amount he'd ever spoken to Jace, her mother, whom he considered to be one of his most well-regarded friends. Perhaps you could help me find something like that?

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POSTED: Sun Jul 29, 2018 1:05 am

She returned his polite nod with a toothy grin. Howland wasn’t as exuberant as Nayavota—if such a thing was even possible—but he took her good mood in stride. The golden-eyed guard wasn’t always a stick in the mud. Just most of the time.

To the silver girl’s surprise, Howland humored her. He dismissed the glittering flakes, explaining that they were fool’s gold. Nayavota hummed thoughtfully and crouched down anyway. She collected a handful of dust and fool’s gold and held it up to the light. The tiny rock chips were pretty, but Howland was right; they were too small to separate from the dirt. ”What kind of pretty? Just rocks?” she asked, standing up again. Nayavota thought a lot of things were pretty—flowers, sea glass, and cute girls topped the list—but it was hard to help without more information.

”Who’s it for?” Nayavota asked. She fidgeted with her soon-to-be wreath and glanced around the field. Nothing caught her eye in quite the same way the fool’s gold had, but she’d keep looking. ”Are dey cute? Do dey like you, too?” Nayavota assumed they were a Cavalier, but let Howland fill in the blanks. The silver girl, struggling to make sense of her own feelings, was happy to focus on someone else’s.

Nayavota crouched again, combing through the tall grass for anything of interest. She plucked a large, red-brown pebble from the earth and held it up to the light. Veins of glittering something caught her eye, cutting through the dull, smooth stone. ”What’s dis?” she asked, presenting the rock to Howland. She hoped that, like with the fool's gold, he'd have a name for the glittering pebble.

If Howland didn't want it, Nayavota planned on keeping it; maybe Mercy would like it.
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POSTED: Sun Aug 05, 2018 2:35 am

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The gruff guard wasn't known for his love of kids, and there was a reason for that... though, the reason was far different than his acquaintances had been led to assume. On the outside, Howland was a stoic, curmudgeonly dog who was all business and no play – the exact opposite of what his playful dog blood said he should be. He had never shared the story of what happened in his home in Ecuador with anybody... At least, not until he finally let the horrific story pass his lips the other day when he was with Aldora. A hybrid memory flashed before him as he peered upon Nayavota and her exuberance with which she undertook her new task: Aldora's face as he told her the story, and a flash of charred bodies...

It doesn't have to just be rocks, he said, shaking off the memory. If you can find something else. It doesn't have to be a certain kind of pretty, just anything that strikes you as interesting. When her back was turned and she was bent to sift through the soil, he let a smile touch a corner of his mouth.

She asked who it was for, and that was when the officer brushed his chin with his pale white hand. He didn't want to tell the child, because then everybody would know. Still, her brother knew. Was his secret all that... secret? Somebody very pretty, he finally decided to say. Somebody smart, and talented, and special. But the rest is a secret. He crouched down and whispered the last part of it, as though even this much was a special confidence that he was allowing her to share.

Naya was distracted when she found something, and soon she popped up with a rock. Within the rock was a patterning, striations which reflected the sun's glittering rays. The sight of it immediately made Howland feel happier, it was just natural. He reached out to take the rock from her outstretched hand, and he turned it over in his, watching as the sunlight glistened and glinted off of the shiny stripes.

Wow, this is a nice piece, he marveled in earnest. It looks like a piece of quartz, or jasper. He wasn't much of a rock expert, but he had heard others name types of rocks before. He hummed for a moment before making a decision. I think it's quartz, because of the light color, he held it back out to her. Even though he was the one to set her on the hunting mission, he couldn't imagine taking the specimen out of Nayavota's ownership now. It's so special though, and you found it, that you can keep it. Now that we know there are some here we'll find more.

He padded to where Nayavota had been searching and crouched down, brushing the short grass around and peering at any lump. He reached for one but it crumpled in his fingers; it was just a dirt clod. He reached for another, but it was just a normal rock. He was about to change spots when he heard a buzzing, and a stinging pain in his ear like a needle had pierced it.

Ah! the guard yelped – entirely because he was taken by surprise, and definitely not because he was a wimp about pain or anything. Definitely not. His hand flew up to his ear and he slapped at his head, coming back with a rumpled bumblebee in his palm. He frowned. His ear throbbed. Nasty things.

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So when our time of battle comes - We shall not fear to die

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POSTED: Mon Aug 13, 2018 1:15 am

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Nayavota considered Howland’s words, her head tilting thoughtfully to one side. She found lots of things pretty, and even more things interesting; maybe this would be easier than she thought. Howland half-answered her inquiry, confirming his admired’s beauty and talent. Naya giggled as he whispered in her ear, delighted by the secret he shared with her. “Can I guess?” She asked, returning to her search. “Do you like boys or girls?” Naya hoped to narrow it down that way, assuming he didn’t like both.

Howland identified the stone as quartz, or maybe jasper, no, quartz; Naya beamed with pride as he handed it back to her, whatever it was. “Are you sure?” She asked. Whoever Howland liked, they were clearly important to him.

The stoic guard joined her search, combing through the tall grass beside her. Nayavota jumped as he yelped and smacked at his ear—a bumblebee! “It thought you were a flower,” Naya said, flashing Howland a toothy grin. She'd been stung by Honrin’s bees before, but it was her own fault; she’d get too close, or pick a flower without looking, and dart away with a stinger in her skin. Naya didn't blame them—she was a giant compared to a bumblebee.

Then, she had an idea. Nayavota began tying the extravagant string of flowers together, connecting the ends into an oversized wreath. “Give her dis!” Naya exclaimed, pulling the flowers from around her shoulders and shoving them into Howland's arms. The lucky girl—whoever she was—would love them.

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