I am magnet for all kinds of deeper wonderment
That question was new, and Seren took some time to ponder it. Umbra pushed up on all fours as Fangorn rolled off along the beach, following after quite tentatively at first. Half expecting some trap, with a wary glance at Melita to see if there would be repercussions. But when none seemed forthcoming, the hatchling picked up the pace and bounded up to the gourd in a few easy leaps; pulling ahead ever so slightly, in a silent dare for the sentient plant to defend its lead.
"Yes, in some ways," the girl replied at last. "I enjoy the training, and all they teach us. Strategy, tactics, survivals skills and combat history. My dad is around a lot, and I love every moment I get to spend with him." Rubbing a cheek in thought, she shot a quick smile at the red-headed girl beside her. "I'm probably a bit too individualistic to make a good soldier, though. I go off on my own a lot, and... the things all the other recruits find interesting to talk about are usually strange to me." Relationships, drink, family and shared childhood events; it was the downside with being a newcomer to a tightknit community. "I've been thinking I might train to become a combat medic, rather than a regular. I still need to talk to dad about it though."
About gods and heralds, the starchild nodded her understanding. There was much she had yet to address with her own mother; some matters were hard to bring up, when all she wanted was to lose herself in motherly embraces and talk of unimportant things.
"Maybe you could try asking, someday," she suggested, thinking of Ludo and Melita. "You might learn a lot of interesting things. Hidden places, undiscovered treasures..." Her smile slowly widened into a grin, enticed by the notion of secrets, adventure and exploration.
"Yes, in some ways," the girl replied at last. "I enjoy the training, and all they teach us. Strategy, tactics, survivals skills and combat history. My dad is around a lot, and I love every moment I get to spend with him." Rubbing a cheek in thought, she shot a quick smile at the red-headed girl beside her. "I'm probably a bit too individualistic to make a good soldier, though. I go off on my own a lot, and... the things all the other recruits find interesting to talk about are usually strange to me." Relationships, drink, family and shared childhood events; it was the downside with being a newcomer to a tightknit community. "I've been thinking I might train to become a combat medic, rather than a regular. I still need to talk to dad about it though."
About gods and heralds, the starchild nodded her understanding. There was much she had yet to address with her own mother; some matters were hard to bring up, when all she wanted was to lose herself in motherly embraces and talk of unimportant things.
"Maybe you could try asking, someday," she suggested, thinking of Ludo and Melita. "You might learn a lot of interesting things. Hidden places, undiscovered treasures..." Her smile slowly widened into a grin, enticed by the notion of secrets, adventure and exploration.
Seren
