The stranger kept her eyes on Asherah, even as the fish was tossed. There was no aggression in her body language, though, nothing that told Asherah she must run again. Not yet. She watched the female watching her, a small silence settling over them. Distantly, so distantly, Asherah thought she heard a whisper. Her ears flicked, confused, drawing breath in through her nose to scent for any others approaching. Something was in this other females eyes, some kind of knowing. Had it merely been the other who whispered? Or something more?
The female drew near, and Asherah met her gaze, head tilted slightly in confusion. There was such a peace in the other's eyes, a peace and a determination. Asherah would have liked to have that, some driving force to give her purpose once more. She had lost everything, but this female had something still. Could she share it the same as Asherah had shared her fish? She was surprised by the offer of rank, of opportunity. Her brow furrowed, ever more confused, but there was such pride in the other's eyes, such sureity in her tone. Then she spoke her invitation fully, she spoke of purpose. Asherah stared into the other's eyes for a moment, searching her for any fault or doubt. She saw none, from the intensity of her gaze to the position of her shoulders, the female believed fully that Asherah could help, could perhaps even be healed.
A purpose. Is that not what she wanted? Was it so easy to gain a purpose back after losing it so fully? Asherah's mouth opened silently, but her gaze did not leave that of the female. "A purpose." She whispered, feeling the hope fanning the flame in her heart ever so slightly. "A family?" She narrowed her eyes at the female for a moment, confusion and doubt tearing at the hope in her heart. "But how? How can you promise I will no longer need to run? How...how do you know that you want me?" Her voice was weak, nearly a whisper. She wanted so badly just to accept and follow the female who looked like a sister wherever she may go, but she had been burned badly. She was a void now, ready to be filled, yet she needed to accept the filling to truly take it to heart. She knew not what this female offered, but her interests were peaked, beyond peaked. There was a desperation in her eyes that almost begged the other to make her to believe, to give her reason.
The female drew near, and Asherah met her gaze, head tilted slightly in confusion. There was such a peace in the other's eyes, a peace and a determination. Asherah would have liked to have that, some driving force to give her purpose once more. She had lost everything, but this female had something still. Could she share it the same as Asherah had shared her fish? She was surprised by the offer of rank, of opportunity. Her brow furrowed, ever more confused, but there was such pride in the other's eyes, such sureity in her tone. Then she spoke her invitation fully, she spoke of purpose. Asherah stared into the other's eyes for a moment, searching her for any fault or doubt. She saw none, from the intensity of her gaze to the position of her shoulders, the female believed fully that Asherah could help, could perhaps even be healed.
A purpose. Is that not what she wanted? Was it so easy to gain a purpose back after losing it so fully? Asherah's mouth opened silently, but her gaze did not leave that of the female. "A purpose." She whispered, feeling the hope fanning the flame in her heart ever so slightly. "A family?" She narrowed her eyes at the female for a moment, confusion and doubt tearing at the hope in her heart. "But how? How can you promise I will no longer need to run? How...how do you know that you want me?" Her voice was weak, nearly a whisper. She wanted so badly just to accept and follow the female who looked like a sister wherever she may go, but she had been burned badly. She was a void now, ready to be filled, yet she needed to accept the filling to truly take it to heart. She knew not what this female offered, but her interests were peaked, beyond peaked. There was a desperation in her eyes that almost begged the other to make her to believe, to give her reason.
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RE: runic - by Asherah - June 24, 2016, 09:45 PM