[MaMa] [p] cierro mis ojos
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Sparrow was one to suffer in silence. Well, she had thought, I'm not suffering. But, she definitely was not happy.

She did not want to upset the elderly woman that had arranged all of this, this mateship to this man she barely knew. The woman knew little next to nothing about this guy, only that he was friends with Vesper. So, that meant he couldn't be too bad, right? And, in the end this was helping Inferni, right? So then, who was she to reject the arrangement, and possibly insult the aged, one-eyed Lykoi matriarch and their clan? So, she preserved in silence.

She supposed just because she was mated to him, it did not necessarily mean that she had to hold the pretense of being in love with him. She was a terrible liar, after all, and something like this--she could never put on a facade like this with any success. So, she went on her daily business, even after it was announced to the others that they were together. She rarely talked to him, and when she did, it was quiet, respectful, and direct talking, and only happened when they saw each other in passing when their duties somehow crossed paths. Hardly such of a female in love.

It could have been worse, she supposed. At least, that's what she had been telling herself as she sat among the flowers, taking in their color before they would leech away in the colder months to come. As for now, the sun shone bright and strong, warming her earthy brown mane and her cloaked body. A pale purple petal was stroked under her careful finger-tips as she mused over her situation. From what she gathered from the man--her mate, she gently reminded herself--he wasn't unkind. He was nice, maybe a bit too loud. Again, that was all she knew about him, and she sighed. What really did she expect? To slowly fall for another quiet man or woman and for all the pieces to fit together perfectly? She was reminded her life was not a puzzle easily solved.

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Word Count :: 000 Your next post can be the following day or whatever >Big Grin

Helotes wasn’t sure what to think of this anymore. He loved his grandmother dearly, but when his betrothal to a woman he barely even knew was suddenly announced, he was flabbergasted. Had she gone mad? Kaena did have every right to play judge and matchmaker for those in her clan, but Helotes have never expected that he would fall under her hawk-like eye. But that was the situation he was now put in, and he supposed there was nothing better to do than deal with it.

At first he thought that Sparrow might be upon to the idea of being his mate, he was, of course, a strong and virile man in his prime, and he had to admit that the fact that she was Vesper’s sister was somewhat of an interest to him. But the quiet, shy woman had barely said a word to him since their union had become official, let alone warmed his bed-furs. He was frustrated; this mate-ship meant the end to his polyamorous ways; already he could feel the sad yet resigned stares of would be lovers.

So, this day, the Lykoi male had gone to seek out his would-be mate to see if they could come to some kind of arrangement over this whole thing. She at least would have to live with him, the others were already beginning to talk about why the newly mated couple had yet to seal they’re union. Finding the woman was more difficult than he had thought, she was not in her usual haunts, but he eventually caught the woman’s trail and followed it to Avalon. There he found the chestnut Sparrow lying amongst the late summer blooms and all thoughts of petty black0mailing and stilted agreements were lost. He stood there for a moment she staring at her, not yet having been noticed, and decided that perhaps Kaena knew what she was doing. Helotes heart was fluttering as he nearly instantly fell in love with the girl that he had never really taken the time to look at, and decided that instead of abandoning what little relationship they had between them, instead he would woo the shit out her until she loved him back. Yes, in the next few days he would plan on barraging her with romantic ideals that would make any woman fall for him. It was genius.


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The next day... 8O tell me if this is okay or

Sparrow was beggining to question the sanity of whoever came up with this idea.

She peered down from her window with bewildered eyes down at the figue. She had moved into the Mansion a couple of weeks ago before, and had taken up space in one of the smaller rooms on the second floor that had a nice view of a flower patch below. But, she wished she never did moved from the caverns. At least this event her mate was performing would have been less public and she would be able to ignore him better. Yes, whatever possessed Kaena to decide that she should be with this man must lacked reasoning whatsoever.

Helotes--she knew it was him for certain, who else in the clan could say, sing, Spanish as smoothly as he could? He was gripping beautiful flowers within his dark hands, and maybe she would have found the offer kind if he wasn't not bleating out words she couldn't understand. Not that he did not sing beautifully. No, he had a wonderful voice, she supposed. But, all this excitement seemed a little unecessary, right? Others must have been hearing this display as well, and that thought made her nervous, and she crouched lower under her windowstill, frozen on the spot but at least she could try to pretend that she left and maybe then he could stop. But, she did not take in account of her ears still peeking out, and for the fact that she could not pretend to have left--that would have been cruel and mean, and she did not have the heart to even pretend.

"P-please stop," she twittered mutely, and she knew that her voice must have been lost in his own, loud one. She looked over the edge of the window once more, ears pressed tightly against her head. "This is n-nice and all, but..." When she spoke loud enough to perhaps be heard, she cringed with anxiety and fell silent again, and could only stare down at the fiery eyes with her wide, broom ones. "I-it's very nice," she said nervously, deciding not to hurt his feelings. She could bear through this, yes. But she did have the hope that he sensed that she willed him to stop.

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Word Count :: 357 PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFf http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zSiurWFuzJ0


The Spanish male had spent all night thinking up extravagant ways to win the heart of his chilly bride. He remembered everything his mother had taught him about troubadours, human men of old who were the epitome of romantic love and devotion. He studied it, made plans, and even got his brother Jacinto in on it, since he was visiting with his new born child. Luckily, the man had brought his guitar along; perfect! The first show of affection would come when the afternoon light was warm and bright.

When the time did come, Helotes and Jacinto positioned themselves on a lovely piece of grass just under the window of Sparrow’s room. Helotes gave his brother a nod, and the dusty male began to strum his instrument. The sounds were subdued, but Helotes sang his heart out, a deep tenor that had made many a woman swoon in his younger years. His song did not go unnoticed, Sparrow was quick to open her window, her face full of shock, and then embarrassment, and then utter horror when Helotes did a several sultry dance moves when Jacinto took fully over with his guitar.

But it wasn’t only Sparrow that noticed, other members of the mansion opened their windows, peeked out at him; the sound of giggles and laughter as well as groaning came soon after. But Helotes didn’t care, he was trying to win the heart of only one woman. But she began to speak, and he raised at hand at Jacinto to quiet just in the middle of an impressive guitar solo; the guitar quieted enough for Helotes to hear Sparrow’s embarrassed stutterings.

His heart sunk into the pit of his stomach, You… don’t like it? He gave the cease and desist sign to Jacinto, I don’t understand… I… Utterly confused, and feeling his cheeks heat up as the others watching began to laugh, he grabbed his brother by the shoulder and lead him away from the embarrassing scene. How could she not have appreciated his show of talent for her? Maybe she didn’t like music. No matter, he would not give up. Tomorrow was another day.


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