01-09-2009, 11:57 AM
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__Out of character speech.
Iskata needed breathing room, he knew that much. He had stuck around her cabin for a while before finding other things to do. He needed to start helping out Phoenix Valley and to be a contributing member. At first it had been awkward for him, but now he was getting into the swing of things. He had never learned much about women. In fact, his idealized woman had always been like Iskata. He remembered her through the cloudy vision of memories. She had been patient, kind, humorous, and beautiful. She had been so amazing.
Since the accident, he could only imagine that Iskata had changed dramatically. When he came to think of it, he had never really known her. He had been so young that he could not really honestly say he'd sought deep beneath the exterior. But she had been kind and accepting, and that was enough to inspire the love and devotion to last all the seasons he'd been gone.
He was exploring now, expanding his horizons beyond the strange but good lifestyle he knew now at Phoenix Valley. He had come to the borders of this new land and the scent of wolves was thick in the air. He tread the boundary line carefully, not wanting to cause any problems. His eyes widened when he caught a glimpse of a beautiful woman lounging on the ground. Her pelt looked like it was made up of light and gold. Walking to where she was, he was careful to keep his distance. "Hello," he said, but the word was a little stuttered. This could only be one woman, after all. Firefly.
Iskata needed breathing room, he knew that much. He had stuck around her cabin for a while before finding other things to do. He needed to start helping out Phoenix Valley and to be a contributing member. At first it had been awkward for him, but now he was getting into the swing of things. He had never learned much about women. In fact, his idealized woman had always been like Iskata. He remembered her through the cloudy vision of memories. She had been patient, kind, humorous, and beautiful. She had been so amazing.
Since the accident, he could only imagine that Iskata had changed dramatically. When he came to think of it, he had never really known her. He had been so young that he could not really honestly say he'd sought deep beneath the exterior. But she had been kind and accepting, and that was enough to inspire the love and devotion to last all the seasons he'd been gone.
He was exploring now, expanding his horizons beyond the strange but good lifestyle he knew now at Phoenix Valley. He had come to the borders of this new land and the scent of wolves was thick in the air. He tread the boundary line carefully, not wanting to cause any problems. His eyes widened when he caught a glimpse of a beautiful woman lounging on the ground. Her pelt looked like it was made up of light and gold. Walking to where she was, he was careful to keep his distance. "Hello," he said, but the word was a little stuttered. This could only be one woman, after all. Firefly.