01-30-2011, 02:12 PM
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Siku was quite in response to Nayru's words on Saul and the others. The girl grew even more modest at the younger woman's insistence that Saul Stormbringer wouldn't say words he didn't mean, even if they were an offer of shelter to a woman so new to the pack. Yet she could understand Siku's desire to be out of her own, to find her own place before trying to mesh into place with another. For Nayru it had happened the other way around, but it had been natural then. The cow patterned girl had only been a child when she arrived in Dahlia de Mai, and Conor had been the one to find her. He had taken her into his home and she had stayed for a good long time, coming to think of those who also inhabited the largely populated Victorian home as family. That had been her place. For a short time Saul had even shared a roof with her, though his stay had been so brief that Nayru and the other Stormbringers siblings barely remembered boarding together, except for Gideon who had never left. Yet eventually Nayru had felt the need to break free, to find her own niche and in the greenhouse, far from the others, she had found it.
"Well, you know if you ever need anything, a warm place to sleep for the night, or anything, you could come here." Her offer of shelter wasn't permanent, and Nayru didn't even know if Saul's had been either though from Siku's words Saul's sounded more stable and solid, but her offer was sincere. To help a fellow pack mate in any way possible was her purpose and if that meant opening her door to them she would do so, though for her own purposes she couldn't offer a long term home. To have another's energy always intermingling with her own energy would be distracting, it would throw her off her strict schedule. Eventually it would wear on her and make her less useful, Nayru knew this and she was prepared to guard against this, although she had made a mental exception for Gideon. Yet if Siku needed a night or two somewhere warm and dry, she knew where Nayru was now, even though the girl didn't expect the woman to take up the offer.
Nayru almost wished that she had reacted to Gideon's name. Yet as the stoic female had give no emotions or indications that Gideon deserved any sort of reaction there would be no logical reason for Siku to have tried to pry any further. Nayru was suddenly embarrassed of her desire to talk about Gideon and she chased the solid black male from her thoughts. Her ability to focus was both a blessing and a curse, and once she banished Gideon from her mind he would return for the rest of the day, until she had deemed his exile from her consciousness complete and allowed her mind to wander once more. Without the bulky male to take up any of her thoughts she once more turned her mind completely to Siku.
The meek white she wolf had grown more silent and Nayru rather liked to have the other woman speaking, to get to know her as she knew the others. The girl was beginning to understand her personality, for although the patch work girl rarely gave any indications of herself she was very receptive and knew the individual characters of the pack intimately. She knew how to speak with them, how formal or informal she could or should be, their strengths and weaknesses. All this could be learned by observation, but there were other aspects of them that was easier learned just by asking. "Do you have any other interests Siku, other than plants?"
Siku was quite in response to Nayru's words on Saul and the others. The girl grew even more modest at the younger woman's insistence that Saul Stormbringer wouldn't say words he didn't mean, even if they were an offer of shelter to a woman so new to the pack. Yet she could understand Siku's desire to be out of her own, to find her own place before trying to mesh into place with another. For Nayru it had happened the other way around, but it had been natural then. The cow patterned girl had only been a child when she arrived in Dahlia de Mai, and Conor had been the one to find her. He had taken her into his home and she had stayed for a good long time, coming to think of those who also inhabited the largely populated Victorian home as family. That had been her place. For a short time Saul had even shared a roof with her, though his stay had been so brief that Nayru and the other Stormbringers siblings barely remembered boarding together, except for Gideon who had never left. Yet eventually Nayru had felt the need to break free, to find her own niche and in the greenhouse, far from the others, she had found it.
"Well, you know if you ever need anything, a warm place to sleep for the night, or anything, you could come here." Her offer of shelter wasn't permanent, and Nayru didn't even know if Saul's had been either though from Siku's words Saul's sounded more stable and solid, but her offer was sincere. To help a fellow pack mate in any way possible was her purpose and if that meant opening her door to them she would do so, though for her own purposes she couldn't offer a long term home. To have another's energy always intermingling with her own energy would be distracting, it would throw her off her strict schedule. Eventually it would wear on her and make her less useful, Nayru knew this and she was prepared to guard against this, although she had made a mental exception for Gideon. Yet if Siku needed a night or two somewhere warm and dry, she knew where Nayru was now, even though the girl didn't expect the woman to take up the offer.
Nayru almost wished that she had reacted to Gideon's name. Yet as the stoic female had give no emotions or indications that Gideon deserved any sort of reaction there would be no logical reason for Siku to have tried to pry any further. Nayru was suddenly embarrassed of her desire to talk about Gideon and she chased the solid black male from her thoughts. Her ability to focus was both a blessing and a curse, and once she banished Gideon from her mind he would return for the rest of the day, until she had deemed his exile from her consciousness complete and allowed her mind to wander once more. Without the bulky male to take up any of her thoughts she once more turned her mind completely to Siku.
The meek white she wolf had grown more silent and Nayru rather liked to have the other woman speaking, to get to know her as she knew the others. The girl was beginning to understand her personality, for although the patch work girl rarely gave any indications of herself she was very receptive and knew the individual characters of the pack intimately. She knew how to speak with them, how formal or informal she could or should be, their strengths and weaknesses. All this could be learned by observation, but there were other aspects of them that was easier learned just by asking. "Do you have any other interests Siku, other than plants?"