Everyone wants to see heaven
But no one wants to say goodbye
But no one wants to say goodbye
The emotions of the night had been more intense even than Sohalia had been anticipating, and as she rejoined Zavien, linking her fingers with his, she let out a soft sigh of relief. It was time to go home, time to recenter themselves and prepare for the long season of Deepfrost that lay ahead. Her free hand ghosted over her abdomen briefly, a soft smile settling on her face as she thought of what all would be changing throughout the coming seasons.
The sound of Zavien's name in the darkness had Soh's hackles rising. She knew that voice, and had hoped to avoid it for the foreseeable future. Heartbeat jumping in her chest, she did her best to school her expression into neutrality as Colt stepped from the shadows. The rancher greeted her, if her clipped tone and obvious snub could be called a greeting, and Soh did her best to keep the sudden rush of anger from her face. She wasn't even entirely sure what she'd done to deserve Colt's wrath, hadn't been privy to the specifics of the conversation between Colt and Flora that seemed to have led to this animosity. "Colt," she said, and was proud when her tone was steady, if a little cool.
But Colt wasn't here to talk to her, and Soh kept her mouth shut as Zavien challenged the rancher, a burst of sudden love for him filling her chest at his defense of her. For her part, she remained silent, watchful, her gaze fixed on Colt as she awaited whatever venom she was sure would come from the woman. After all, one didn't send a dagger as a message unless one was well and truly angry, and even if Soh didn't yet fully understand where it had come from, she was willing to bet that they were going to find out.
The sound of Zavien's name in the darkness had Soh's hackles rising. She knew that voice, and had hoped to avoid it for the foreseeable future. Heartbeat jumping in her chest, she did her best to school her expression into neutrality as Colt stepped from the shadows. The rancher greeted her, if her clipped tone and obvious snub could be called a greeting, and Soh did her best to keep the sudden rush of anger from her face. She wasn't even entirely sure what she'd done to deserve Colt's wrath, hadn't been privy to the specifics of the conversation between Colt and Flora that seemed to have led to this animosity. "Colt," she said, and was proud when her tone was steady, if a little cool.
But Colt wasn't here to talk to her, and Soh kept her mouth shut as Zavien challenged the rancher, a burst of sudden love for him filling her chest at his defense of her. For her part, she remained silent, watchful, her gaze fixed on Colt as she awaited whatever venom she was sure would come from the woman. After all, one didn't send a dagger as a message unless one was well and truly angry, and even if Soh didn't yet fully understand where it had come from, she was willing to bet that they were going to find out.
Everyone wants to see heaven
But no one wants to die
But no one wants to die
Sohalia
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
