Aurelia
He speaks of taking action, but hadn't she done that? There's a riff of puzzling between them as she ponders it. I think I knew that, deep down, the reply is thoughtful, not blase or condescending, but my actions... have been thoughtless. When the Slagveld was on fire... deep down, it frightened me. It reminded me of what happened to my father, and he might feel the way she opens up within the bond, the way her heart feathers with release, his armory was burnt down, and him with it. I was just a child at the time, her claws flex against the stone, kneading them not with anger but with anxiety that pulses outward, along the fringes of her connection with Deimos. I thought I was past it but the Slagveld brought it back.
She moves rigidly, her paws shifting their weight along the stones until she is away from the edge of the cliff. I don't want to take action in the same way that I did then but, I know.. I might not be able to control myself if something... strikes that chord. She peers at him from the side, and though a tiger's expression can only hold so much nuance she carries one that seems quite worried, concerned, bordering on fright. What if the thing you fear most is yourself?
She moves rigidly, her paws shifting their weight along the stones until she is away from the edge of the cliff. I don't want to take action in the same way that I did then but, I know.. I might not be able to control myself if something... strikes that chord. She peers at him from the side, and though a tiger's expression can only hold so much nuance she carries one that seems quite worried, concerned, bordering on fright. What if the thing you fear most is yourself?
keep your face always toward the sunshine
and shadows will fall behind you
and shadows will fall behind you
