10-07-2012, 12:15 PM
oh Elody you dork. OOC ASSUMPTION: Elody and Itzal sleep together, Elody afterwards sneaks off in her confusion--As she's actually very young still T_T 514 words, 5 points
Perhaps the coyote was losing herself to her mind, an overload of stress had simply gotten to her. Perhaps it had never actually been shown that effectively, but Family was a top priority. All that time, when her father would lapse into violence, Elody would try to be the sturdy wall for her siblings, and try so hard to keep herself in her right frame of thinking as well. But the thought of them lost, perhaps injured from the weather's own emotional breakdown, it hurt more than actually seeing it before her very eyes. Because, there was nothing visual to defend them from, nothing to see before her to push off from her beloved siblings. However, Lowry and Helena weren't particularily helpless--It was just simply she had appointed herself a protector...Their guardian.
The storm had brought plenty enough of turmoil to begin with. Admittedly, Ellie missed home. Moderate in temperatures...Yet still held a bite in the cold snaps. Never once could she remember a storm, or some random and brash change in the climate. This was not what Ellie was accustomed to. There was no harsh coast at the mercy of the sea. Just land, cities, and in between warmth. The corner of her muzzle twitched as she was called "pretty". Also something she was not familiar with. All this time, Elody had wished on becoming something akin to beauty... To be able to toy with the lighter hearts, and not hurt in between. Perhaps it worked on poor Zayden, who tried so desperately to become something special to her. Likely it would never have a chance. Arms wrapped around thin knees in thought. The day was becoming curious, strange and different. Nothing was expected than that of laying around in her grief, until able to regain herself to train. The dusty Zepar gave a short glance, running the words over in her head. He had offered to help search for them, a nice deed by far...Whispered from her dark maw, in the most perhaps happy voice she could muster Oh...You'd do that? I mean...Not now of course-- Even the storm's aftermath was too much to handle. Perhaps trees had snapped over like twigs, and perhaps a trip was simply too perilous to attempt.
Running her tongue over her teeth slightly, the tense girl finally began to relax, toning down from her flightly ways, to something slightly softer. What was Itzal to her? A friend and teacher/mentor? Once he had tried to help her in her knive-weilding...And perhaps soon he could help her be a Dasa just like himself. Her tail flipped nonchalantly on the floor beside her thinnish form, slowly resting her head on his shoulder. The higher-ranked man had offered her so much there, and perhaps she could cultivate some sort of comfort in this matter. After all, what was wrong with this? Thanks... A soft smile traced along her lips, green eyes just a bit brighter. When this...storm is done, we should do some training yeah? Haven't been able to for a while...
Perhaps the coyote was losing herself to her mind, an overload of stress had simply gotten to her. Perhaps it had never actually been shown that effectively, but Family was a top priority. All that time, when her father would lapse into violence, Elody would try to be the sturdy wall for her siblings, and try so hard to keep herself in her right frame of thinking as well. But the thought of them lost, perhaps injured from the weather's own emotional breakdown, it hurt more than actually seeing it before her very eyes. Because, there was nothing visual to defend them from, nothing to see before her to push off from her beloved siblings. However, Lowry and Helena weren't particularily helpless--It was just simply she had appointed herself a protector...Their guardian.
The storm had brought plenty enough of turmoil to begin with. Admittedly, Ellie missed home. Moderate in temperatures...Yet still held a bite in the cold snaps. Never once could she remember a storm, or some random and brash change in the climate. This was not what Ellie was accustomed to. There was no harsh coast at the mercy of the sea. Just land, cities, and in between warmth. The corner of her muzzle twitched as she was called "pretty". Also something she was not familiar with. All this time, Elody had wished on becoming something akin to beauty... To be able to toy with the lighter hearts, and not hurt in between. Perhaps it worked on poor Zayden, who tried so desperately to become something special to her. Likely it would never have a chance. Arms wrapped around thin knees in thought. The day was becoming curious, strange and different. Nothing was expected than that of laying around in her grief, until able to regain herself to train. The dusty Zepar gave a short glance, running the words over in her head. He had offered to help search for them, a nice deed by far...Whispered from her dark maw, in the most perhaps happy voice she could muster Oh...You'd do that? I mean...Not now of course-- Even the storm's aftermath was too much to handle. Perhaps trees had snapped over like twigs, and perhaps a trip was simply too perilous to attempt.
Running her tongue over her teeth slightly, the tense girl finally began to relax, toning down from her flightly ways, to something slightly softer. What was Itzal to her? A friend and teacher/mentor? Once he had tried to help her in her knive-weilding...And perhaps soon he could help her be a Dasa just like himself. Her tail flipped nonchalantly on the floor beside her thinnish form, slowly resting her head on his shoulder. The higher-ranked man had offered her so much there, and perhaps she could cultivate some sort of comfort in this matter. After all, what was wrong with this? Thanks... A soft smile traced along her lips, green eyes just a bit brighter. When this...storm is done, we should do some training yeah? Haven't been able to for a while...