She's Just Along For The Ride.

[Cercelee]

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ooc Cercelee was not one to feel guilt at not caring back, no matter how much one cared for her. And she was not hurt when she cared for someone and they did not care back. It was just the way the world spun or the ball bounced and she had no control over any of that. What happened, happened, and Cer would just accept what came at her. She couldn’t force herself to care, so why feel bad about something that should be, but was not? However, that did not mean that she couldn’t change her ways. One day, she might grow to love her family as family, and perhaps the words Iskata had spoken at her would ring true, but for now that was a distant possibility. And at the moment she was more apt to take Laruku’s word and think about them, than she was Iskata. Iskata had been but a stranger to her, family maybe, but a stranger all the same. Laruku had taken her in when her father had abandoned her and her whole world had come crashing down. That counted for much more, despite them both being family, and Iskata’s blood being even closer than Laruku’s. Still, though she would consider his words with more weight than she had Iskata’s, that did not mean she would agree to them. Did she even share the same flaws as any of them? Cercelee didn’t know them well enough to know what their shared genetics had given her and the rest of her family. The only family she had even been compared to was Ceres, whom she had not met and meant nothing to her, and Laruku, which had been Iskata’s opinion and did not count for much in Cer’s mind. Did her and Mew have anything in common, as they were also cousins? Or perhaps her and Haku? And if she shared anything with Haku was it because they were family or because he had also helped to raise her? Maybe she was doing herself a disservice not getting to know the many relative that ran about. Or maybe those whom she had shared anything with had died long ago with her mother, and she wouldn’t ever see them again except for when she slept. They had been her family, and they were the ones she longed for at times, her brothers. The subject was officially changed, at least in Cercelee’s mind, to her grandfather. The bit of information that came from Laruku surprised her, although it probably shouldn’t have. Daituki died for his son. Which explained her brother’s name. Adrastos had named her for Ceres, whom had given him life, and Tuki for Daituki, whom had given her another chance at life. She wondered if Tuki had lived if anyone would look at him and compare him to their grandfather, and if he would resent it as much as she resented being compared to their grandmother. “He sounds like he was a good person, do you know anything else about him?” Cercelee knew that Laruku didn’t much care for this line of conversation, questions about dead family, and it was one they often landed on not having much else in common, but Cercelee had no one else to ask, and who knew when she’d see Laruku next to ask him.

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You want to make this a shorter thread and make a new Slay/Cer hunting thread that we talked about in the Windseeker thread, or do you want two Slay/Cer threads going on... or you want to keep this going and just wait for a pack thread oooor... XD I don’t want to overwhelm you with too many threads! I must remember that not everyone has as much free time as I. Cercelee flicked her ears at Slay’s comment. The female did not like the idea of telling Slay to do anything, although as Rosea she knew that she had that power over him, over the whole pack. Perhaps she was not suited to be Rosea, or perhaps she would just do the job a little differently. There would be times, she knew, when she had to tell others what to do, and probably times when she would have to enforce that, but she hoped that commands and force would never be used with Slay. How about I ask you, and you do it for me? Asking was so much better than telling. The male jumped up so quickly, Cercelee jerked her body back. But a smile spread on his lips. Following suit, Cercelee rose and shook her fur out, free from the sand that clung to her pelt. All at once Cercelee let the seriousness slip away, and she was back, once again. Just Cercelee, with her friend Slay. So I’ve found the wrong beach, eh? She sniffed the air and looked sideways at the two-toned male. Yup, even smells wrong. Although, we haven’t search the whole beach, I mean, maybe we haven’t given it a far shot? Or should we go looking for other beaches? Cercelee glanced to the sunflower patch again, the oranges, reds, and yellows standing out brilliantly as the sun came even closer to setting. It would have been nice had this been the right beach, but perhaps the next beach would be even better.

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