When no one is around, my dear
You'll find me on my tallest tiptoes
You'll find me on my tallest tiptoes
Unlike the rest of them, Anani was utterly calm. As Sol swarmed his bonded, the little cloud wyrm watched with an unreadable expression, content to lounge in the sun. Oh, she knew that something had occurred; that much was clear from the tumultuous feelings from Sohalia. But perhaps Anani was wiser than the other three combined, for she simply had faith in the knowledge that it would all work out, one way or another. So rather than be angry with Zavien for causing such a tempest within her bonded, she gently accepted the offered treat and munched it quietly in her sunbeam, waiting for Soh to gather her courage and appear.
When Soh first entered the room, she didn’t realize that Zavien was having such trouble with breakfast. She was too wrapped up in her thoughts, in avoiding his gaze, in prolonging the inevitable conversation that was to come. When he didn’t speak to her, though, and she peered up from beneath her lashes, she saw him struggling and a small, wry smile crossed her face. Why did he have to be so unbearably charming, even when he wasn’t trying? There was just something so endearing about him trying so hard.
Standing from where she’d been scratching Anani under the chin, and leaving the cloud wyrm to her own devices in the warm sunlight, Soh made her way into the kitchen, hoping that she made enough noise that she wouldn’t startle Zavien into burning himself. The image that he made was almost comical: bent low over the pan, trying to pick out what she assumed were egg shells. It had happened to her enough that it was recognizable in someone else.
Leaning on the counter next to the stove, she tilted her head to watch his attempts for a moment more. Then, voice soft and kind, she asked, ”Need some help?” Before Zavien could answer, she reached out to gently guide his hands out of the way and then daintily picked out the few bits of shell she could see. She bustled about the kitchen easily, tossing the little egg shells pieces in the trash as though this were just another day and there was absolutely nothing wrong. She could picture it, this life that they might have led, and for a moment, her heart squeezed so hard it hurt.
When Soh first entered the room, she didn’t realize that Zavien was having such trouble with breakfast. She was too wrapped up in her thoughts, in avoiding his gaze, in prolonging the inevitable conversation that was to come. When he didn’t speak to her, though, and she peered up from beneath her lashes, she saw him struggling and a small, wry smile crossed her face. Why did he have to be so unbearably charming, even when he wasn’t trying? There was just something so endearing about him trying so hard.
Standing from where she’d been scratching Anani under the chin, and leaving the cloud wyrm to her own devices in the warm sunlight, Soh made her way into the kitchen, hoping that she made enough noise that she wouldn’t startle Zavien into burning himself. The image that he made was almost comical: bent low over the pan, trying to pick out what she assumed were egg shells. It had happened to her enough that it was recognizable in someone else.
Leaning on the counter next to the stove, she tilted her head to watch his attempts for a moment more. Then, voice soft and kind, she asked, ”Need some help?” Before Zavien could answer, she reached out to gently guide his hands out of the way and then daintily picked out the few bits of shell she could see. She bustled about the kitchen easily, tossing the little egg shells pieces in the trash as though this were just another day and there was absolutely nothing wrong. She could picture it, this life that they might have led, and for a moment, her heart squeezed so hard it hurt.
Spinning in my highest heels, love
Shining just for you
Shining just for you
Sohalia
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
