over being under
01-05-2017, 04:09 AM
So many changes had happened in such a short amount of time, Esarosa almost couldn't believe it. She and Steel had met, fallen in love, and become parents. They'd gone from the loner life to a busy pack life, and leadership had changed suddenly. Not only that, they'd now moved across continents. It felt like they'd just been picked up in the vortex of life and whirled around, and for her it was absolutely exhilarating - she loved it. Everything was new, and she never knew what would happen next. Life had hidden surprises around every corner. Their new home itself was a fascinating place, and the emerald-eyed woman loved the plains and the crumbling castle full of treasures. But whenever she saw Steel, something about him seemed not quite right. Was there too much going on in life? She knew he was a quiet man, and perhaps he wasn't as drawn to adventure like she was. But it was almost like he was unhappy... Normally she didn't worry about such things. Normally she would just try to cheer someone up, get their mind off of whatever was bugging them. While Esa wore her heart on her sleeve, and showed every nuance of her feelings through her expression, she knew Steel didn't work that way; she knew that if something was showing on his face, he felt it, like really felt it. He wasn't one to just show emotion, not unless it really meant something to him. So today, she was determined to find him and talk to him. She needed to find out what was on her mind, and the kids were all busy engaged in a special activity she'd set up for them. There was nothing to interrupt or distract her from this task, and she just hoped that Steel would have the time as well. When she finally found him, she was glad, and somewhat sad, to find him alone. He was always so alone, and it made her feel bad - but then again, didn't he kind of prefer it that way? It still made her feel bad, seeing him looking so lonely. So she bounded over to him shamelessly, acting as though she'd never grown up. Sure, she was a mother, but she didn't always have to act mature, did she? "Steel, wait for me!" she called out cheerfully, her tail waving as she reached him, coming to his side and pressing her shoulder against his. |