WC: 367 // have an angst-Coli? she'll cheer up if someone talks to her. |
[/html]
think of me fondly
|
||||
05-02-2010, 12:42 AM
[html]
[/html]
05-10-2010, 08:19 PM
[html]
<style type="text/css"> .undisclosed b {font-weight:bold; color:#ffffff; letter-spacing:1px; } .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:10px;} .undisclosed p {padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .undisclosed {width:400px;border:1px solid #4e6b6a;background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... closed.png);background-position:top center;background-repeat:no-repeat;padding-top:275px;background-color:#09154c;text-align:justify;margin:10px;font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:10px;line-height:12px;color:#7279b9;} </style> -snags thread- 330 With spring finally embracing the lands with its warm, the world outside seemed to have a calm, serene quality. The quiet days lately had been feeling even more devoid of energy especially after the collapse of Old Red not long ago. The fall of that old building had essentially sent a shockwave through the pack, effecting most of the residents in one way or another. The Marino had spent the tense days follow its collapse either poking around the barn’s debris or checking in upon his wounded family members. He hated seeing both his niece and his sister confined to the manor, pained and healing from their wounds. But he was thankful that their lives had not been taken from them during the incident. While Fate was a fickle goddess, it appeared that she was benevolent enough to protect them from mortal wounds. So the quietude felt even heavier and more profound to Ehno these past few days, and eventually it convinced him to venture out further than the Manor or what was left of Old Red. He stepped gingerly through the orchard, almost feeling as if any sounds louder than the soft rustle of the breeze through the leaves or the gentle birdsongs would shatter the established tranquility of recent days. His thoughts became so preoccupied with sounds and the surroundings that it came as quite a surprise when discovered that he wasn’t alone among the collection of apple trees. The male nearly walked right past the woman beneath the tree without noticing her, but the subtle shift of the breeze called her familiar scent to his attention. Ehno stopped abruptly in his leisurely trek, turning to face the lady who sat under the tree’s speckled shade. He frowned slightly at the sight of her despondent features, immediately wondering what could be pulling her spirits down so low. “Hello there, Colibri,” he said softly, his lips turning up in a slight, encouraging smile that reflected within his amber gaze.
05-10-2010, 09:00 PM
[html]
[/html]
05-16-2010, 11:52 PM
[html]
Ahh, you flatter me! ^//^; I'm sorry for the shortness and delay this post suffers from. D: His greeting seemed to snap the lady abruptly from her reverie, eliciting a startled response from her. A silent apology flashed within his eyes. “Ah, it’s fine. I almost missed you myself.” A couple of real observant ones, they were. As if to further prove this point, Colibri stood and bumped her head against a few of the branches above her. “Careful there,” he said, a slightly playful smile lighting up his face. He offered Colibri a hand to help her step out from beneath those overbearing branches of the tree. The chocolate-furred girl spoke up, her question simple, but so sudden that it was altogether unexpected. Ehno simply blinked for a moment, quiet as he contemplated what prompted such a question—or how he could respond. It wasn’t something his thoughts necessarily dwelt on often. The Marino was one to take everything one day at a time, savoring the simple joys in life and moving past the bad things as quickly as he could. But he never specifically thought about how happy he felt; he just was. It was certainly a curious question, but considering how downtrodden the young woman had seemed a moment before, perhaps it wasn’t so out of place. The Italian found himself nodding as he began to speak. “Well, I suppose I am. Gotta keep the good things in your thoughts. It helps keeps the bad feelings away, I guess,” he said, that smile of his still hanging from his lips.
05-22-2010, 11:54 AM
[html]
[/html]
05-24-2010, 07:17 PM
[html]
:] wc:394 The two Dreamers were such a sharp contrast to one another. Ehno’s eternally outgoing quality was nearly the polar opposite of Colibri’s shy and reserved nature. The Marino found her timidity endearing, finding that it served to make every true smile and comfortably offered word even more precious and brilliant when they emerged. The Marino only wished he could find some way to make that smile light up her features more often. There were so many things that Ehno kept in this thoughts on a daily basis, things big and small, tremendously important and seemingly insignificant. “I don’t mind at all,” he said, smile softening. “I always think of my family, especially my children.” Family was a bittersweet thought to him, with his family split and his children living so far away. Holding tight to the precious moments made it easier to forget all about the bitterness hidden there. “And then there are simple things like the Manor, or the cool feeling of a breeze coming over the ocean. Anything, really,” he said, words accentuated with a short, embarrassed laugh. It felt almost silly to say it out loud, but there were days when those little things felt like all he would ever need. She offered him another question, bundling it with an unnecessary apology. “Hey now, don’t you worry about pestering me. It takes more than a couple of good-natured questions to get on my nerves,” he told her, the words carrying a lightly teasing tone. The girl’s question opened Ehno’s eyes to a possibility he hadn’t considered before. Now that he thought about it, he realized that he often did find little ways to channel his feelings. After all, he fell into his woodworking hobby initially to fend off his ever-present wanderlust. The more he became involved with his carpentry tasks, the more it seemed that keeping his hands busy was a perfect way to keep his thoughts from wandering down the dark corridors in his mind. “It does, now that I think about it. When I focus on my carpentry projects, I can work of my stress and keep myself from dwelling on things that bother me.” He nodded matter-of-factly as he spoke. “Are there any little hobbies you have that you can channel your feelings through?” he questioned, curious as to what the timid girl did with her free time.
06-11-2010, 01:30 PM
[html]
[/html]
06-24-2010, 05:49 PM
[html]
I can't remember if Ehno ever knew anything about Coli and Anu together, so I'm going to assume that he never did. o: Gardening seemed like the perfect pastime for the timid Dreamer. When Ehno thought of such a task, he imagined it to be just as Colibri described it—peaceful and very much a part of nature. The Marino certainly didn’t have a green thumb, but he did have an appreciation for the quiet beauty of the nature around him, and so he found himself gaining some respect for the chocolate-hued woman’s abilities in that regard. The role of a quiet nurturer seemed like a perfect fit for Colibri, and he could picture very easily the woman sitting and tending to the plants on some clear-skied afternoon. “It certainly does sound quite peaceful,” he commented. A soft smile had found its way back to his lips at the thought. She went on to mention Anu’s position as the horticulturist in the pack, stumbling over her words when she claimed it wasn’t her place. The Marino man recalled that the pack’s second-in-command had a fondness of gardening as well, but he was certain that she would be glad to share the task with Colibri. “I’m sure Anu wouldn’t mind you helping out at all, especially if this is something you enjoy doing.” Oblivious was he to the involvement between the two women, or what had become of the relationship they once shared. He would have mentally kicked himself had he realized what an awkward turn he was steering the conversation in, but as it was, he only considered his words to be encouraging and curious. |