You Sweet Fool

Ashe frowned then, but she left her head where it was against Vai’s shoulder as she ran her fingers into her hair. She breathed in crisp air and the familiar smell of her mother with a heavy sigh. It was just her voice she listened to, her voice and the echo of birds in the trees, the rustle of dried leaves in the breeze that swept through. ”How do I use it?” Ashe asked. Maybe there was the glimmer of an idea somewhere in the back of her mind.. But she shook it, as she did every time it surfaced. Idiot girl. ”Bloodlust and fear aren’t exactly good things.” Ashe shifted uncomfortably as her mother pointed out just how unlike herself she was being. The assassin glanced downwards and frowned, chewing over her thoughts as her hold around her knees loosened. She sighed and seemed to release something with it as she curled against her mother’s side. She was warm - it was a warmth Ashe realized she hadn’t felt in some time. She hadn’t been touched, hadn’t been seen or spoken to… Maybe it was time to stop exclusively staying in the woods. She glanced up at Vai with brows drawn together, her eyes unsure. ”I don’t know what I want,” Ashe said quietly. She bit the inside of her cheek with another sigh, a sudden exhaustion weighing down deeply in her chest. ”I don’t even know where to start.” ashetta it's live or die my way.