Like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins
Feathers plucked, collecting silently in the bucket, an array of hues and blends, pondering if Nate would need all of them, or if she’d have a chance to make something with them. The response thereafter though, with all its implications, caused her to snort and arch a brow in his direction.
They were very similar in their aspects of impulse, impetuous notions, sometimes completely absent of all thought, but Sunjata had managed to find his way into almost every event conceivable (not limited to dragons, stabbings, weddings, and whatever else she wasn’t aware of). The honeybee youth had meant it when she said she’d followed him to Safrin, in and amongst Halo’s terrain, to simply stop him from doing something stupid. Maybe she should’ve been doing it more – a physical blockade of motion, vitriol, and abhorrence. She’d been occupied with her own comings and goings, training to become stronger, a defiant little piece of flame and fury.
And for what? To watch her family continue to be marred?
“You know, you don’t have to throw yourself into every dangerous situation.” Ignoring the fact that it would apply to her too, head down as she concentrated on the plumes. “I’m sure Nate would appreciate it.” On that note, she turned her head, wrinkled her nose, and stuck her tongue out at him.
They were very similar in their aspects of impulse, impetuous notions, sometimes completely absent of all thought, but Sunjata had managed to find his way into almost every event conceivable (not limited to dragons, stabbings, weddings, and whatever else she wasn’t aware of). The honeybee youth had meant it when she said she’d followed him to Safrin, in and amongst Halo’s terrain, to simply stop him from doing something stupid. Maybe she should’ve been doing it more – a physical blockade of motion, vitriol, and abhorrence. She’d been occupied with her own comings and goings, training to become stronger, a defiant little piece of flame and fury.
And for what? To watch her family continue to be marred?
“You know, you don’t have to throw yourself into every dangerous situation.” Ignoring the fact that it would apply to her too, head down as she concentrated on the plumes. “I’m sure Nate would appreciate it.” On that note, she turned her head, wrinkled her nose, and stuck her tongue out at him.
Melita
