Cazimir Heskel
Kryamn Forest
The kiss was short and sweet, and Cazimir felt his heart race from that small contact, longing for more as she pulled back from him. For her to kiss him like that so nonchalantly... what are they now, exactly? He didn't know, he didn't want to know. He didn't want to feel anything, or admit anything, because he knew what would happen if he did. Instead he closed his eyes and captured this moment, something to remember for when he could no longer permit himself to stay by her side. She helped her drink some water, soothing his throat, but when she asked if he could walk, he could not help but laugh a little, the question sounding so ridiculous at that certain point in time. "
Imo," he had grown fond of calling her by the little nickname. "I can't even lift a goddamn finger."
To his slight annoyance and relief, Brutus came and picked him up, manhandling him like he weighted nothing. It was probably very frustrating for anyone else to be in that position at that moment, barely able to move your body, feeling your energy sapped away so intensively. But to him it was a small blessing. With his body being like this, he could probably stay with Imogen for a little while longer. Probably long enough to tell her everything... and make understand why none of this will ever work. Maybe then... she'd be willing to let him go.
The thought felt like a stab in his heart, getting bigger and bigger as he thought about it.
But that's what I wanted... right?
Then he heard the whisper in his ear. "That girl really cares for you, I hope you feel the same way. I speak from experience though when I say you can't let your fears hold you back from acting on your feelings. If the love feels true, then you'll find a way." He wanted to laugh.
Ha! What do you
know? This guy knows nothing of everything he had ever gone through because of the way he is. Because of the nature of his curse. Unless they miraculously found a way to get rid of a pest that has plagued him for the last eight centuries, there is
no way they will ever work.
If the love feels true, then you'll find a way... "Bullshit." he murmured as he watched the lycan leave towards his lover. "Easy for you to say."
Thankfully, he could balance himself well enough on the mount if he held on the horse's neck gently. "Don't I look pathetic like this?" he asked Imo, although he really didn't mind, he just needed an excuse to stare at her. His golden eyes at that moment looked sad and vulnerable, then he buried his face on the horse's neck. "Imo..." he murmured. "When we leave, can we stay a little far away from the others? Or better yet, can you establish that mind link, or something? I... need to tell you something."
Something that might just make you fear me forever.
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Rene'ilyah
Kryamn Forest - With Alhon
Renee made a frown as the man regarded her, particularly on the whole "Bird Lady" nickname. "I'm not some vicious harpy. I'm an angel." she said, sounding a little offended as she stood up, staggering, before placing her weight on the trunk beside her. She remembered his name when he said it...
Alhon. She looked around, seeing that most of the trees around her were covered in front. Did she make it snow somehow? She closed her eyes and tried to remember... no,
no. She only made it rain. In the middle of that whole thing, she had lost track of what was happening around her, but she was sure as hell she had nothing to do with the ice around her.
Could it be... Cazimir? she wondered, frowning. She had not expected that of him. She had not expected much from him, in fact. The man has never been the heroic type, who would be willing to spend some energy for something as noble as saving the forest.
Maybe I thought so lowly of him. she wondered, making a mental note to thank him for his efforts later.
Leaning on her sword for support, she glanced at the direction of the campsite and but her lip. "I need to get back to camp." she made a frown, remembering her outburst towards the kitsune. Should she apologize for that?
No, Renee, you are in the right. she told herself, as she glanced back at Alhon. For the second time in the past days here he is again, seeing her in a weak and vulnerable state.
How disgraceful. she thought, chastising herself. At least the forest seemed to have calmed down now, but you never know what's just around the corner, lurking beneath the shadows of the forest. "We are in an expedition to get back Aditi's plume. It was stolen in the middle of the undead attack last time." Staring at him for a moment, from his head down to his feet and back up, as she seemed to wonder, before deciding. "You should come with me." she offered, as she gave him an as-a-matter-of-factly look. "It's dangerous here. Well, I would not be too worried about you since the fact that you got yourself here in the middle of the forest means you're capable enough, but we have just lost a couple of Wardens in the attack of the forest spirit, I don't think they'll mind another competent person joining the ranks." she silently complimented. Without waiting for his response, she started walking in the direction she had flew from, hoping against all hope that she got the direction correctly.
Sure enough she realized that she had chosen correctly, at least when she heard the crying voice of the child. What was her name?
Lisa. She walked faster, staggering a little, but there was enough strength in her limbs to reach it, the place she wanted to go to. She saw Ratchel there as well, as if comforting the child, and Renee could not help but crouch down before the little girl, patting her head softly. Lisa was apologizing, as if she believed everything was her fault. For some reason, she remembered her younger self from her. "Shh.." she softly replied, as she gave the kid a soft kiss in the forehead. For so long she had been watching Ratchel and Lisa interact, she had never had the nerve to approach them, being unsure of how to handle kids herself. But this time, amidst her weariness and exhaustion, she finally found the courage to speak. "It's not your fault, Lisa. The forest was merely trying to protect you." she knew. Her bird golem has told her. "The forest has killed some of our allies, and the forest has lost some of its home from the fire... everyone lost something. This is the effect when people do not understand each other." she said, with a sad smile. A headache once again erupted from the base of her skull, and she held her head, groaning in pain, turning to Ratchel. "Can you fill me in on what happened? Nobody got hurt from the storm I summoned, I hope?"
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