is there somewhere?
03-05-2016, 09:30 PM
Perhaps now he could rightfully call Lilianna a friend. It wasn't a comfortable label for him though. If he was somehow forced to call her something at all, he supposed that would be the way to describe whatever they shared. He was grateful that she was here - he hadn't expected company, but he was deeply comfortable in her presence and he found himself thinking about the fact that he preferred her here with him tonight, rather than solitude, which was a bit of a rarity with him. Nighttime was a peaceful time, and he usually liked spending it alone. I've never been scared,' he was inclined to say, but.. that would've been a lie. He'd been terrified when he'd heard and seen Finch, drugged and unconscious, barely clinging to life - that was one time he remembered true fear. It hadn't felt good. But crossing the rapids was something different entirely. It wasn't really scary persay, but definitely exhilarating and maybe a bit nerve-wracking, but in a good way. A real smile crossed his lips at Lillie's words. Not his usual, faint, ghost-of-a-smile; but a genuine smile. "You think I'm scared of some rocks and water?" he'd retort after a moment, a chuckle falling from his parted lips. His tail swayed behind him, batting at the slightly damp earth behind him. "You don't know anything about me, do you?" His own words were light and teasing - now their normal deep timbre, rather than the sleepier tone he'd had when he'd first approached her. He watched as she moved forward, beginning to cross the rapids with less grace than she probably anticipated. It wasn't perfect, but his attempt wouldn't be that graceful either. His brows furrowing in focus as he took a few steps back from the edge of the rapids. With that, he'd rush forward quickly, leaping to the first rock with ease - taking a different route than the one Lillie had taken, knowing the rocks could be slick from any water she'd dragged onto them from almost slipping once or twice. His own navigation was a bit more awkward - and probably more dangerous - as he nearly felt his front paws give out from under him halfway across the rapids. Without thinking, knowing hesitation could cause him.. some sort of bodily harm (to what extent, he didn't want to consider right now), he'd fling himself to the next rock and then finally to the shoreline, his lower half swinging down into the rushing water as he pulled himself to land using his front paws. It was not his best attempt, and he felt his heart thudding loudly in his chest as he found solid ground, his hindquarters dripping cold water as he straightened himself and let his head stop its spinning. "You win," he'd admit with sharp gasp of breath as he shook the water from his pelt, knowing what he'd done was pretty stupid.. but hey, he was unharmed and only Lillie had seen him almost drown. Hopefully she wouldn't pass on the story. |
