// where your body hears the words of the sun //
The apology came, and with it some of the tension in her shoulders relaxed; striving to make a point without ridicule and strife, for they’d seen enough of it. The restlessness still curled its way into her fingers though, and so she grasped tightly at soil, bounding it between digits so the loam hid the tremors, and then maneuvered it around so the seed was properly buried, and perhaps with it, the subject altogether.
But while Mittens hovered, Koa continued, and her expression, while soft, still held that stricken look of dismay, as if she’d done something wrong and didn’t know how best to solve it. “It goes against everything in me to do what you’re asking though,” she opted for, applying her boundaries so he readily understood. She’d never do anything of such a nature to the Dragoon – and maybe in this way she was craving for him to cease and desist. Trust or not, she wasn’t going to be applying herself into Dahlia’s council again. “And while I appreciate that, there will be another way. I’ll keep asking around.”
But while Mittens hovered, Koa continued, and her expression, while soft, still held that stricken look of dismay, as if she’d done something wrong and didn’t know how best to solve it. “It goes against everything in me to do what you’re asking though,” she opted for, applying her boundaries so he readily understood. She’d never do anything of such a nature to the Dragoon – and maybe in this way she was craving for him to cease and desist. Trust or not, she wasn’t going to be applying herself into Dahlia’s council again. “And while I appreciate that, there will be another way. I’ll keep asking around.”
Lena
// spoken in the voices of trees //
