Moonspear raised high, brought low
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After she'd said it aloud, a weighty admission like that marking a great change to come, she felt unfamiliar nerves begin to rile. She licked the backs of her teeth, fighting any unease back down as fast as she could. It made her realize how much banked on his reaction, and when it was borderline indifferent, her eyes narrowed in a deeper, far more unspoken question. She could think of practically infinite reasons why he may worry because she did as well, but she felt herself quickly zeroing in on one in particular that would concern him above all things.

None of it settled well with her. Not knowing.. how this may pan out, exactly, was unnerving. From her own health to these little extensions of herself (of unknown number, genetic makeup, and status, no less) she was building. It was strange. All of it, and his coldness was not helping any at all, leading her to believe she likely was right to keep consider keeping distance because she was better off. And thinking that stung. She still believed they would be his. He was the first, her first, and had been attentive to her during the season before Lazarus had come upon her. While he was young, she had seen him grow even during her many moons with him at her side, and time tangled into his embrace had been loving and passionate. Lazarus.. she preferred not to dwell on because it was a lot to recall and hoped that by whatever powers existed in this universe, that her body would see to making this right. Odds had to be greater in Charon's favor.

He had been far more interested in this idea before, perhaps even more than her although she recognized that her bloodline needed perpetuated into the future -- the efforts of all her ancestors would not go to waste on her, so when his words and tone contrasted as they did, she was getting wary. She didn't like that, although nodded when she somewhat felt like barring her teeth instead. It was small, a tiny gesture that he might miss entirely.

"Always, lately,"
she half shrugged, although tried to ease the hardness out of her stare just some to slight success. At a normal time, a smirk should have punctuated this all, she believed. "My hunts were poor today," she sighed and was loathe to admit it to him here and now feeling so sourly about everything. She wouldn't make him do this for her, not if he was going to make this worse than it needed to be. Hunger or hunting for her own may just be easier than dealing with him.

"...are you worried?" she asked after a thick pause, and prepared to really not like what followed just in case. It could have been a chance to let the subject shift in full, or it could circle it right back around to exactly where it hurt. She had to find something.
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Messages In This Thread
raised high, brought low - by Amekaze - July 14, 2016, 01:13 AM
RE: raised high, brought low - by Charon - July 14, 2016, 07:24 AM
RE: raised high, brought low - by Amekaze - July 14, 2016, 08:48 AM
RE: raised high, brought low - by Charon - July 14, 2016, 08:59 AM
RE: raised high, brought low - by Amekaze - July 14, 2016, 12:28 PM
RE: raised high, brought low - by Charon - July 15, 2016, 02:07 AM
RE: raised high, brought low - by Amekaze - July 15, 2016, 01:47 PM
RE: raised high, brought low - by Charon - July 16, 2016, 06:39 PM
RE: raised high, brought low - by Amekaze - July 16, 2016, 07:45 PM
RE: raised high, brought low - by Charon - July 17, 2016, 03:15 AM
RE: raised high, brought low - by Amekaze - July 17, 2016, 04:07 AM
RE: raised high, brought low - by Charon - July 17, 2016, 04:16 AM
RE: raised high, brought low - by Amekaze - July 17, 2016, 03:54 PM