January 30, 2015, 10:30 PM
(This post was last modified: February 12, 2015, 04:44 PM by Ciervo.)
[size=medium]"sell your soul not your whole self"[/size]
[size=small]Though unexpected, her presence would never be unwelcomed.
Despite he was the quartet's eldest, her maturity had most probably already surpassed his own, for she was not ashamed to say what was on her mind. Still, while for Ciervo the line between rights and wrongs was (in most aspects) was considerably blurred it was understandable for his sister to be taken back by his reaction, or therefore lack of.
Emotions were proved to move mountains and bind hearts together.
Sadly, Ciervo was not a mountain and his heart was made of a non-sticky material.
Again, eyes of gold melted into her silver orbs, a cold, yet natural expression reflecting at his sister as she continued to scruntinize him carefully as she tended to do. "Why did you go back?" he interjected, wanting to know if perhaps the world he so anxiously wanted to discover had been a disappointment to his dear sister. His question however was lost in Andalusia's explanation and forgotten within seconds as the name of his other sister, his baby sister, was brought up. Of course it would be Chehlia the one to try to mend the pieces.
An inexplicable pang of guilt suddenly flowed through the Ostrega's veins as he blinked thoughtfully at his littermate's last confession.
Not only had he taken his siblings for granted as he set out to quench his own thrist of wanderlust but he had also underestimated them, especially his sisters. For Sumayl, despite having a great affection stored deeply under the bottom, he didn't feel concern. He was fine -- he always was.
"I'm going to say the truth and admit that it does" he quipped altering her own introduction to begin with his speech. "Where were you going next?" he asked, his eyes softening as he allowed his tail to sway from side to side softly. "I settled somewhere near here but you know what, its a smelly bachelor den and I doubt you would want to see it --" he added then, subtly hinting that after this, there would be more of them being together. Despite his natural desire to run at his own pace he was determined to step on the brakes for his sister.
Together they could rule the world, or together they could get lost in it.
Whichever happened first.
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Despite he was the quartet's eldest, her maturity had most probably already surpassed his own, for she was not ashamed to say what was on her mind. Still, while for Ciervo the line between rights and wrongs was (in most aspects) was considerably blurred it was understandable for his sister to be taken back by his reaction, or therefore lack of.
Emotions were proved to move mountains and bind hearts together.
Sadly, Ciervo was not a mountain and his heart was made of a non-sticky material.
Again, eyes of gold melted into her silver orbs, a cold, yet natural expression reflecting at his sister as she continued to scruntinize him carefully as she tended to do. "Why did you go back?" he interjected, wanting to know if perhaps the world he so anxiously wanted to discover had been a disappointment to his dear sister. His question however was lost in Andalusia's explanation and forgotten within seconds as the name of his other sister, his baby sister, was brought up. Of course it would be Chehlia the one to try to mend the pieces.
An inexplicable pang of guilt suddenly flowed through the Ostrega's veins as he blinked thoughtfully at his littermate's last confession.
Not only had he taken his siblings for granted as he set out to quench his own thrist of wanderlust but he had also underestimated them, especially his sisters. For Sumayl, despite having a great affection stored deeply under the bottom, he didn't feel concern. He was fine -- he always was.
"I'm going to say the truth and admit that it does" he quipped altering her own introduction to begin with his speech. "Where were you going next?" he asked, his eyes softening as he allowed his tail to sway from side to side softly. "I settled somewhere near here but you know what, its a smelly bachelor den and I doubt you would want to see it --" he added then, subtly hinting that after this, there would be more of them being together. Despite his natural desire to run at his own pace he was determined to step on the brakes for his sister.
Together they could rule the world, or together they could get lost in it.
Whichever happened first.
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the gnashin' teeth and criminal tongues - by Ciervo - December 18, 2014, 08:45 PM
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RE: the gnashin' teeth and criminal tongues - by Ciervo - December 25, 2014, 05:37 PM
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RE: the gnashin' teeth and criminal tongues - by Ciervo - January 01, 2015, 07:37 PM
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RE: the gnashin' teeth and criminal tongues - by Ciervo - January 30, 2015, 10:30 PM
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RE: the gnashin' teeth and criminal tongues - by Ciervo - February 12, 2015, 04:44 PM
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