05-20-2009, 03:37 PM
[html]That's allright - I saw you mentioned it in OOC in the beginning of the thread 
Suddenly, he was comfortable, as he realized that no matter what he did it was unlikely that he would offend the female. That was his greatest trouble - the anger of the enraged female, whose words would hit their targets with ultimate precision and stung like salted wounds for decades. He never wished to anger a woman, for he was unable to stand up for himself once they started to scold him. But Amaranth, he realized, was quite the same as him in this situation - unsure, afraid to anger, and seeking acceptance. He had the confidence of his rank and stature, and as the owner of these lands - she did not. Yet he felt as uncertain as she, simply because of her gender. It was a flaw in him, and he wished he could beat it, but until this day he had not yet done so, and he doubted he ever would. Still she disagreed with him, and for an odd reason he appreciated her openness. He was thrown into a discussion on spirituality (or at least that was what it was, to him), and it was far too long since he had participated in one. She apologized, although he ignored this - if she continued to seemingly fear him he would explain that it was not necessary, although for now it could simply pass.
What you say is true, but I speak of a different strength. To be strong alone, and to be able to stand alone, even if your decision pains you - that is the strength you may find here. The strength of the pack is a mere added bonus. While it is true that we may achieve glorious things if we work together - Gvihita here flies highest on her own. Her wings are for her and her only - they are her strength. Ours lies on the inside. Smiling, he finished his last sentence, content with his answer. He had spoken slowly and carefully, taking time to rethink his words before they came out - hopefully she would have another good statement which he could discuss with her - her thoughts were interesting.
Going on to list some personality traits, Dawali stood still and listened, absently stroking one of Gvihita's talons as he watched her, yellow eyes fixed on her form. It seemed she indeed needed to find her strength, for she seemed unsure of herself, and unsure of what to say and what he had asked for. In truth, the personality traits listed were good things, and could have sufficed on their own - he trusted his own judge of character. By the time she had finished, after listing some weaker sides of herself as well, she stopped talking and fidgeted - quite obviously not comfortable in his presence. Dawali, who had made up his mind already, stared at her for a moment longer than he had to, somewhat enjoying her behavior. Not because he was in a situation where he was in control, but because it reminded him of his daughter, when she asked him for things she wasn't sure she would get, or whenever she'd done something wrong. Aiyanna hadn't grown old enough to start behaving like that, but Asha had. It was cute.
Hm... Thinking, he looked to the ground, wanting to rephrase all her statements, if only to see how she would react. She seemed so unsure of herself that he felt a need to rectify - for the traits and talents she had listed were quite useful, and as she had said she was a resourceful woman. Finding his words, he let them out in a calm and friendly voice, while he was still looking at the ground in front of himself. So, you are strong, courageous, passionate, and you will work to achieve things. You are familiar with a good number of plants and their uses, and you know which things are useful for yourself, so you collect them. Pausing, he now looked up to meet her gaze before he continued. And you are quite modest, I daresay - and intelligent, although very quick to assume the surroundings do not agree with that statement - or am I completely wrong?
Table by James! thankyou<3
Suddenly, he was comfortable, as he realized that no matter what he did it was unlikely that he would offend the female. That was his greatest trouble - the anger of the enraged female, whose words would hit their targets with ultimate precision and stung like salted wounds for decades. He never wished to anger a woman, for he was unable to stand up for himself once they started to scold him. But Amaranth, he realized, was quite the same as him in this situation - unsure, afraid to anger, and seeking acceptance. He had the confidence of his rank and stature, and as the owner of these lands - she did not. Yet he felt as uncertain as she, simply because of her gender. It was a flaw in him, and he wished he could beat it, but until this day he had not yet done so, and he doubted he ever would. Still she disagreed with him, and for an odd reason he appreciated her openness. He was thrown into a discussion on spirituality (or at least that was what it was, to him), and it was far too long since he had participated in one. She apologized, although he ignored this - if she continued to seemingly fear him he would explain that it was not necessary, although for now it could simply pass.
What you say is true, but I speak of a different strength. To be strong alone, and to be able to stand alone, even if your decision pains you - that is the strength you may find here. The strength of the pack is a mere added bonus. While it is true that we may achieve glorious things if we work together - Gvihita here flies highest on her own. Her wings are for her and her only - they are her strength. Ours lies on the inside. Smiling, he finished his last sentence, content with his answer. He had spoken slowly and carefully, taking time to rethink his words before they came out - hopefully she would have another good statement which he could discuss with her - her thoughts were interesting.
Going on to list some personality traits, Dawali stood still and listened, absently stroking one of Gvihita's talons as he watched her, yellow eyes fixed on her form. It seemed she indeed needed to find her strength, for she seemed unsure of herself, and unsure of what to say and what he had asked for. In truth, the personality traits listed were good things, and could have sufficed on their own - he trusted his own judge of character. By the time she had finished, after listing some weaker sides of herself as well, she stopped talking and fidgeted - quite obviously not comfortable in his presence. Dawali, who had made up his mind already, stared at her for a moment longer than he had to, somewhat enjoying her behavior. Not because he was in a situation where he was in control, but because it reminded him of his daughter, when she asked him for things she wasn't sure she would get, or whenever she'd done something wrong. Aiyanna hadn't grown old enough to start behaving like that, but Asha had. It was cute.
Hm... Thinking, he looked to the ground, wanting to rephrase all her statements, if only to see how she would react. She seemed so unsure of herself that he felt a need to rectify - for the traits and talents she had listed were quite useful, and as she had said she was a resourceful woman. Finding his words, he let them out in a calm and friendly voice, while he was still looking at the ground in front of himself. So, you are strong, courageous, passionate, and you will work to achieve things. You are familiar with a good number of plants and their uses, and you know which things are useful for yourself, so you collect them. Pausing, he now looked up to meet her gaze before he continued. And you are quite modest, I daresay - and intelligent, although very quick to assume the surroundings do not agree with that statement - or am I completely wrong?
Table by James! thankyou<3