08-13-2010, 10:04 AM
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OOC: I loved this thread so much. XDDD
She knew it had been too much to ask for things to go the way her heart wanted, especially so quickly. It seemed, however, that at least the words the two wolves had shared had made neither of them uncomfortable with one another. Even though the silence that had lasted forever between them after Bris' words was tense and tingling with an unnamed emotion, the yearling still couldn't call it uncomfortable. The light in Conor's warm eyes seemed to reflect that he felt the same way, too.
Then suddenly the moment was broken. Something flickered in Conor's eyes, though Bris wasn't quite sure what it was, and he broke the silent tension between them. The sigh that slipped from his lips seemed to say that he was as disappointed in the moment's needed end as Bris was. As he got up, Bris' disappointment fell away, replaced simply by a feeling of gratefulness at having spent the time with the male at all. Conor was the closest friend the Stormbringer could name among Dahlia de Mai, and no matter what else happened, she couldn't see that ever changing, and his company would always be cherished by her. As the male spoke, ending the evening together, Bris offered him a warm, genuine smile and a soft nod of agreement and understanding. "Goodnight Conor. Try and sleep well. And...thanks."
The soft smile never left her face as she watched him retreat to the house. She could hope for something more, like any woman her age, but at the same time she couldn't say she wasn't content with the way things were right at that moment. She had a family, and a home, and someone she was coming to believe she could tell anything to without judgement. Dahlia de Mai was becoming everything that Bris Stormbringer had ever found herself longing for. Sighing softly, she decided to remain outside for a little while longer, her mismatched eyes focused on the heavens as she lowered herself to her back, her arms folded as a pillow behind her head. A warm feeling washed over her as she stared at that glittering sky, and the image of Kol's loving smile flickered across her mind. Bris had no doubts that her dark sister would be overjoyed at the life Bris had found within Dahlia. After all, Bris certainly was.
Table by Vero!
She knew it had been too much to ask for things to go the way her heart wanted, especially so quickly. It seemed, however, that at least the words the two wolves had shared had made neither of them uncomfortable with one another. Even though the silence that had lasted forever between them after Bris' words was tense and tingling with an unnamed emotion, the yearling still couldn't call it uncomfortable. The light in Conor's warm eyes seemed to reflect that he felt the same way, too.
Then suddenly the moment was broken. Something flickered in Conor's eyes, though Bris wasn't quite sure what it was, and he broke the silent tension between them. The sigh that slipped from his lips seemed to say that he was as disappointed in the moment's needed end as Bris was. As he got up, Bris' disappointment fell away, replaced simply by a feeling of gratefulness at having spent the time with the male at all. Conor was the closest friend the Stormbringer could name among Dahlia de Mai, and no matter what else happened, she couldn't see that ever changing, and his company would always be cherished by her. As the male spoke, ending the evening together, Bris offered him a warm, genuine smile and a soft nod of agreement and understanding. "Goodnight Conor. Try and sleep well. And...thanks."
The soft smile never left her face as she watched him retreat to the house. She could hope for something more, like any woman her age, but at the same time she couldn't say she wasn't content with the way things were right at that moment. She had a family, and a home, and someone she was coming to believe she could tell anything to without judgement. Dahlia de Mai was becoming everything that Bris Stormbringer had ever found herself longing for. Sighing softly, she decided to remain outside for a little while longer, her mismatched eyes focused on the heavens as she lowered herself to her back, her arms folded as a pillow behind her head. A warm feeling washed over her as she stared at that glittering sky, and the image of Kol's loving smile flickered across her mind. Bris had no doubts that her dark sister would be overjoyed at the life Bris had found within Dahlia. After all, Bris certainly was.
Table by Vero!