vita e la luce

How is it possible to have a combination of pride, joy, and... shame? Although, perhaps shame was the wrong word. Embarrassment, that was definitely more accurate. IT was hard to imagine, but Lillie was all of those, all while stuffed full of deer. Still... she did not realize how her words came across. Did he notice? Did he not notice? Did he care? Not care? She should be focused on her joy, but she was fearful, quite fearful.

Nothing could be done of it now, though. Whether he knew or not, it did not matter, for it would not be reciprocated, that much she knew. She knew both appearance and personality had something to do attraction, but she was... scarred. She was... more immature. She was really a disgrace; how would one love her? She knew others cared for her, but they did not see the broken side of her that Starling had glimpsed. If they did glimpse that side, would they run? It was her fear that they would. Starling hadn't yet, but...

Even still, there was a glimmer of hope, not that he would reciprocate her growing feelings, but that he would not turn away. He defended her at the hunt to the rude man - who was put in his proper place by Bass - but did that truly mean anything? He did get in trouble with his father for it.

A sigh left her, and her lowered to rest on her paws. Green eyes closed, and she just laid there, quietly, silently.

"Speech" "Language"