Winter song

[Mew Sadira]

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http://i692.photobucket.com/albums/vv28 ... ptable.png); background-position:bottom; background-repeat:no-repeat;"> Aaaaand finished! Thanks for threading, I enjoyed it :] Word Count: 545 - SoSuWriMo Mew found herself liking this stranger more and more. While his appearance and his ways were strange, he was still friendly. A positive face, not like all the relatives she had that walked around with their faces in the mud as if they wanted to stay there. As if they wanted to remain miserable. She, too, had been like that not long ago, but she had had good reason; the fear of death could be all-consuming, and simply walking around to wait for darkness to come, bringing pain along with it, was hardly uplifting. There were those who had much less to complain about though, but it was not her place to judge. Bottom line was that this one, this male, was a refreshing breeze, and she preferred happy company to the more sour and discontent representatives of her extended family any day. She smiled at him and stifled a little laugh when he nodded his head vigorously. "Good!" She was glad to have another eager student. Whenever she gave something of herself to another person, she felt as if she gained something as well, a purpose, perhaps. Whatever it was, she welcomed it. He bade her farewell in a manner Mew had rarely seen. While she was a very proud female, always interested in others showing their respect for her, she was not used to being bowed to. A small blush threatened to rise to her cheeks, but she sucessfully fought it back. She did not want him to think that she was perhaps interested or flirting with him, and she certainly did not want her children to see any such behavior from their mother. In all things, Mew strived to be decent. Flirtations... she had had enough of them. Mateship was not for her, though motherhood was. And she did not need any more children right now, and so male company in that sense was out of the question. This kind of behavior was simply not in her, although she could not help herself from thinking about it when he behaved so... properly. Yes, he was proper, that was a good word. She smiled gently to him as he moved to leave, giving him a farewell-sentence as well. "I will see you soon, then." Soon could mean a number of things, but "I'll see you in winter" sounded so very strange on her lips. The small children looked up at him as he left, and one child came over to her as if to ask who he was. The gesture he had done as he left was something she did not understand, nor did she understand why she, the untrusting Mew Sadira, had suddenly invited a virtual stranger into her home. She did not always understand her impulses, but she hoped this would be a good one. The children seemed to have approved of him (from the lack of a negative reaction), and her guts told her that he was no threat. He could perhaps become one of her more talented students; it would be interesting to see. Lifting the guitar up to continue playing, the children now resumed their own activities, and Mew continued to sing her lullabies and her melancholic melodies as time passed. It was a good, if strange, day.

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