is there somewhere?
03-03-2016, 09:57 PM
(This post was last modified: 03-06-2016, 07:23 PM by Ren.)
There was something about Lark that made silences just so... comfortable. It wasn't awkward, it wasn't heavy. It was light, pleasant, almost comforting in nature. To have the presence of another next to her without having to really... worry about anything. No stress, no mess, just a companionship. Perhaps the night sky played a part in it; the cool light of the stars and moon was utterly peaceful as she looked up at them.
Her gaze dropped quickly, though, staring out over the water. The sound of rushing water... ohhh, could this night get any better than it was? She had always found the sound of water flowing soothing, and this was definitely the perfect atmosphere for relaxation. Relaxation had to wait, though, with Lark spotting her smile... and returning it! He seemed to contemplate her question, but soon enough he gave her a look of approval, and nodded as well; an exhilaration entered her eyes. Yes! Yay! And even though his tone was lukewarm, accompanied by a light shrug as if he had no care in the world, there was something in his demeanor, in his attitude. A positive one, at that.
"Oh? What, are you scared?" she teased lightly, amusement in every inch of her body. She made sure to keep her tone light and joking; she didn't want any misinterpretation or misunderstanding. Lillianna stood slowly, shaking out her fur - it had been collecting the mist from the rapids for quite some time, and she was already thoroughly drenched. Shaking herself just so happened to spray water all over Lark. Trying to suppress laughter (which failed, by the way, it just made her giggle instead) she danced towards where there were small rocks. This was definitely a challenge; she could not pause for any reason once on the rocks. Just one smooth leap to another until she reached the other side.
She could do this. Silently plotting a course, she took a deep breath, shot a glance at Lark, and made that first leap. Barely had her first paws touching those first few stones that she pushed off again, darting a zigzagged path from rock to rock. Several times, she nearly missed, but she caught herself each time, a task easier said than done. Eventually, though, her dancing movements would cease as she tripped... onto dry land. Landing less than elegantly onto the ground, she rolled a couple of feet before coming to a stop. She shook herself all over, a 'what the fuck' expression crossing her face, before her gaze sought out Lark's, grinning with her tongue lolling out the side of her mouth.
"Speech"
"Language"
Her gaze dropped quickly, though, staring out over the water. The sound of rushing water... ohhh, could this night get any better than it was? She had always found the sound of water flowing soothing, and this was definitely the perfect atmosphere for relaxation. Relaxation had to wait, though, with Lark spotting her smile... and returning it! He seemed to contemplate her question, but soon enough he gave her a look of approval, and nodded as well; an exhilaration entered her eyes. Yes! Yay! And even though his tone was lukewarm, accompanied by a light shrug as if he had no care in the world, there was something in his demeanor, in his attitude. A positive one, at that.
"Oh? What, are you scared?" she teased lightly, amusement in every inch of her body. She made sure to keep her tone light and joking; she didn't want any misinterpretation or misunderstanding. Lillianna stood slowly, shaking out her fur - it had been collecting the mist from the rapids for quite some time, and she was already thoroughly drenched. Shaking herself just so happened to spray water all over Lark. Trying to suppress laughter (which failed, by the way, it just made her giggle instead) she danced towards where there were small rocks. This was definitely a challenge; she could not pause for any reason once on the rocks. Just one smooth leap to another until she reached the other side.
She could do this. Silently plotting a course, she took a deep breath, shot a glance at Lark, and made that first leap. Barely had her first paws touching those first few stones that she pushed off again, darting a zigzagged path from rock to rock. Several times, she nearly missed, but she caught herself each time, a task easier said than done. Eventually, though, her dancing movements would cease as she tripped... onto dry land. Landing less than elegantly onto the ground, she rolled a couple of feet before coming to a stop. She shook herself all over, a 'what the fuck' expression crossing her face, before her gaze sought out Lark's, grinning with her tongue lolling out the side of her mouth.
"Speech"
"Language"
Art by Penguiduck
Note: Lillie has scars over her right eye and down her cheek. She also has scars under her chin and on her jaw. Her tables and art will most likely not reflect this. Unless it is specified otherwise, assume Lillianna is accompanied by her companion.