MAEA
Day after day Maea awoke to lingering frost, light drizzling rain or brilliant sunlight warming her blankets, wondering if this would be the day she returned to her solitary quest. And just like the days brought a new dawn, there came Liam, strolling into camp like he'd never done anything else.
As the days passed, Maea began letting down her guard, such as it was. Setting aside the beautiful but wildly impractical dress for sturdy trousers and a well worn coat, she began relying on his extra set of eyes to watch her back, for practiced hands to pitch in in case of trouble, for an answer when she commented on the landscape or a thought that crossed her mind. It felt... good. Warm, somehow, in the way she had come to associate with friends.
Todays lunch basket had earned Liam a raised brow and some teasing - did he think this was a picnic? - but given the practicality of it, Maea absolutely didn't mind.
Ranging out beside him now, Maea grinned back - oh he was picking up on her personality fast, wasn't he? "You know, I actually didn't think much beyond showing up on Flora's threshold to shove the thing in her face," she admitted, sharp fangs flashing in a rare display of ire. For the most part she tried to be fair about the whole situation, but some days she didn't feel very forgiving. "I figured it was her problem after that. But now that you mention it..."
Scanning the area, both looking for the telltale colors of red and gold and admiring the rich diversity of the landscape, she thought about the next step. "Someone will have to go plant it where it can do some good," she murmured. "And that someone will need to be quick, because I doubt the Family will let such a venture slide without getting involved." Grimacing faintly, she had no illusions about standing a chance; not when a mere look from Dahlia had sent her running in the past.
As the days passed, Maea began letting down her guard, such as it was. Setting aside the beautiful but wildly impractical dress for sturdy trousers and a well worn coat, she began relying on his extra set of eyes to watch her back, for practiced hands to pitch in in case of trouble, for an answer when she commented on the landscape or a thought that crossed her mind. It felt... good. Warm, somehow, in the way she had come to associate with friends.
Todays lunch basket had earned Liam a raised brow and some teasing - did he think this was a picnic? - but given the practicality of it, Maea absolutely didn't mind.
Ranging out beside him now, Maea grinned back - oh he was picking up on her personality fast, wasn't he? "You know, I actually didn't think much beyond showing up on Flora's threshold to shove the thing in her face," she admitted, sharp fangs flashing in a rare display of ire. For the most part she tried to be fair about the whole situation, but some days she didn't feel very forgiving. "I figured it was her problem after that. But now that you mention it..."
Scanning the area, both looking for the telltale colors of red and gold and admiring the rich diversity of the landscape, she thought about the next step. "Someone will have to go plant it where it can do some good," she murmured. "And that someone will need to be quick, because I doubt the Family will let such a venture slide without getting involved." Grimacing faintly, she had no illusions about standing a chance; not when a mere look from Dahlia had sent her running in the past.
I see a new horizon, holding on to hope
Say goodbye to all my pain when it's time for me to go
Say goodbye to all my pain when it's time for me to go
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
