Melita
yes, yes, I am wild
I am the wind that makes breathing hard
I am the wind that makes breathing hard
A warning label should come with Melita at any meeting – given who she was. Instead, it would be her blasé and unrelenting approach, an individual who did exactly as she wanted. Letting Fangorn down to the ground and watching as he eagerly wiggled his vines upward, perhaps due to the proximity of a place that had also once been his home, her eyes went to Sila coasting above along several sea thermals, before flicking her gilded gaze upon Maea.
Almost Cheshire and catlike in her approach, layers of indifference and sedition through and through, she didn’t tread into Maea’s awkwardness. “Yeah,” she adhered first, shrugging her shoulders, snagging at the golden seed pod in her hand and then sauntering over to a spot several feet away from the Ancient. “I’m all right. Not dead.” One could joke about that between two former deceased individuals, right? She was still bitter about the whole thing, but for now it was going to be a point of contention to become a better and blistering force. For either Sah or the rest of the world. Preferably all.
Kicking away at a patch of dirt, and then not liking the general texture of the area, she scooted to a point closer to the water, and sat, dress and all. “What have you been up to?” She didn’t have a clue as to what the Grounds had been granting as of late; making it a point to rarely come here. Something sparked at her brain as she hastened Fangorn over to help her dig, directing her attention back to Maea within an instant. “Oh! I wanted to ask about you and Ludo.”
Almost Cheshire and catlike in her approach, layers of indifference and sedition through and through, she didn’t tread into Maea’s awkwardness. “Yeah,” she adhered first, shrugging her shoulders, snagging at the golden seed pod in her hand and then sauntering over to a spot several feet away from the Ancient. “I’m all right. Not dead.” One could joke about that between two former deceased individuals, right? She was still bitter about the whole thing, but for now it was going to be a point of contention to become a better and blistering force. For either Sah or the rest of the world. Preferably all.
Kicking away at a patch of dirt, and then not liking the general texture of the area, she scooted to a point closer to the water, and sat, dress and all. “What have you been up to?” She didn’t have a clue as to what the Grounds had been granting as of late; making it a point to rarely come here. Something sparked at her brain as she hastened Fangorn over to help her dig, directing her attention back to Maea within an instant. “Oh! I wanted to ask about you and Ludo.”
I am the ocean and the battered shore
I will be the passion of thunder, a howl of fury
I will be the passion of thunder, a howl of fury
