ardent

The Good Left Undone



Jaelle

Loner

age
6 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Medium
build
Light
posts
134
player
Evelyn

Famous
12-08-2016, 06:06 PM

Jaelle Rosemary Canirai


She almost felt bad for her teasing words, it was obvious that the younger man was taking things far too personally. But he had to learn in one form or another, right? It was just her mannerisms, she had always been the type to say whatever came to mind, all with a sweet overtone of course. Her ears flickered slightly on the top of her head, but otherwise she didn't pay him too much attention. Thankfully they were on the move soon anyways, her never ending drive to explore pushing her onward. Jaelle hadn't missed his raised brow in question, but her heat was a topic that she didn't feel like discussing right now. Slowly her paws moved upwards as she took it slow up the hill, the underbrush grabbing gentle at her gray swathed fur. Glancing over her shoulder at Ganta when he spoke of packs, she laughed and shook her head. "No, no, don't worry your pretty little head about that. It wasn't your fault, it's not that I am upset per say..." she trailed off, pausing when she asked her why it was that she had done it then. Humming softly, she turned away from him and took a few more steps towards the peak of the waterfall, the sound of rushing water growing steadily louder with each step she took. "I do feel better that he lets me come and go as I please, but he knew from the get go that I wouldn't always be there. Let's just say that I owe him one, he helped save my life at one point and this is me repaying the favor," At that point and time he hadn't had her heart either, or any sort of interest besides trying to figure out why he was so uptight all the time. A fond smile touched her lips and she skirted a large rock, tapping it with her bell-clad tail as she walked passed. They were getting closer to the rise now, the slope was greater here and it took more effort to move along it. The walk-able path became more narrow the higher they got, so she knew that it would make it a bit harder to converse since they couldn't walk side by side. Oh well, such was the risk of going exploring.

Jaelle was slightly disappointed when no cave came into view, her bangles rattling on her front legs with every step. The wind was a bit stronger here, stinging the wounds on her face. At this point it was nearly impossible to hear anything but the rushing waters of the falls, letting her know that they were getting really close now. "We're almost there!" she shouted over her shoulder, pausing while the wind picked up and twirled around her form. It filled her with almost a giddy excitement, her head twisting and looking over the bush to her left to see the view. Before long she would be able to see so far around them, making her pick up the pace. She knew that she needed to be careful, she had already injured herself enough for one day.



"SPEAK"

Unless otherwise stated, Giet (Goat the stoat) is always with Jaelle. He is grumpy and mean, and may not always say nice things.