heaven's light

Talitha de le Poer · 03-06-2011, 01:48 PM

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Date: 06MAR2011

Setting: Inferni→The Waste

Time: Early to mid-morning

Character Form: Optime

Participant Numbers: N/A. More the merrier.

Participant Preferences: Inferni only

Thread Direction: N/A. Go with the flow.

Ideal Participant Speed: At least 1 post per week, if not faster.

Ideal Thread Length: Short to medium.

Set in the vicinity of Ezekiel de le Poer's den, but Ezekiel is not necessary to move the thread forward. Talitha's come from a final visit with Enkiel Lykoi, so she's moving away from the D'Neville region.

Spring was coming, and morning was becoming a vague routine that Talitha followed purely to get through the day. Her sudden desire to run away from Inferni had been sated with her exploits to the mountains and the Dampwoods, through meeting her uncle Samael and the handsome Caillen. She'd returned, only a little worse for wear, to the cousin who had cared for her wounds after the accident. Visiting Enkiel had become as much of a routine as waking up; her morning started with a trip to the D'Neville guest house before her activities began.

The exotic jackal had left his cousin in a state of silent admiration. His intelligence was clear, at least in the path of medicine that he'd chosen, and she enjoyed watching him work. Of course, she knew it would come to an end. Her reason for going to see him had finally mended into solid bone once more; the delicate cage that housed her lungs and heart no longer ached except in moments when the cold seeped beneath her fur. As she exited the room he'd taken as his, she realized it was the last time she'd need to visit. Her morning would have to start somewhere else.

Into the snow she ventured, trying to think of where to go next. Ezekiel was the only one she ever wanted to see, but she didn't like to crowd her asocial brother; even if he didn't say anything, she felt like dead weight in his life. While she didn't plan to see the golden de le Poer, she started in the direction of his cave. All paths that lead to Ezekiel's home were familiar to the feet of his russet twin. It was natural for her to seek him out, after all those months of running from him.

When the den came into sight, she hesitated. The tracks that had led her to that point stopped short. She was unsure if she wanted to see him, after fleeing their home once again, even if it was only for a day. Talitha hadn't kept a personal promise to treat Inferni like the home it was. Again, she'd left, only to find herself in the comforting company of the gentle wolfdog. Her return had been undesired, but it was Ezekiel who had drawn her back to the clan. In silence, her mind changed. Her body dropped into the snow, legs curling beneath her body as she sat and stared at the grey-blue sky. Her crimson eyes filled with bubbling distress, not easily hidden by other emotions while she waited for a sign.

"What am I supposed to do? Do you have plans for us? Ezekiel says you do," she whispered, talking to the invisible God she'd adopted as her own. Her family all believed, but she had never been the sort to pray or speak to the divine until that moment. Her own weaknesses had pushed her to the point of desperation. She needed guidance, and a sturdy hand to hold her.

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