Get Out Of My Head
02-05-2017, 10:07 PM
Lillianna quickly had become a constant in his life again. Not many things were certain in his life, not anymore, and he was grateful for her companionship. Sure, he could always depend on his father, on Finch -- though admittedly she spent much of her time with Tiburtius now -- as well as his other siblings, Merlin and Sandpiper and Sparrow, though the latter of his siblings he hadn't spend much time with for awhile. Having someone outside of his family, though, was different.
Still, his relationship with Lillianna was.. strained, at times. He'd had enough clarity over the last few weeks to acknowledge his attraction to her, though truthfully he'd known about it for some time now. Maybe he hadn't accepted it, but he was self-aware enough to recognize it. For some reason, he still wasn't quite ready to make things official. Why? Good question. It was easier to not discuss it, and to not draw attention from anyone else regarding it. He was sure some of his siblings might not adore Lillianna, maybe, though if he was being honest, he had once told Lillie to go fuck herself. Time changed a lot of things, clearly, but he didn't know if it changed everything, and some questions were better left unanswered.
He was grateful for the time they spent together, even if it was something they both were a bit.. secretive about. He wouldn't lie if anyone asked, but things were easier kept private, and he was okay with that for now. Lark hardly stirred when she moved from his side, rolling to his opposite side and letting sleep briefly take hold of him. After a long while, though, he roused when he recognized she was no longer there.
Blinking sleep from his eyes, he slowly pushed himself to all fours and stretched his stiff limbs. After a few moments of waking up, he sniffed at the ground and started to trail after her scent. It led him to the stream, where she was lying with her paws in the water. He stifled a yawn, still quite sleepy, as he made his way to her side, flopping down rather ungracefully. "Sick of me or somethin'?" he quipped, leaning to nudge her neck lightly.
Still, his relationship with Lillianna was.. strained, at times. He'd had enough clarity over the last few weeks to acknowledge his attraction to her, though truthfully he'd known about it for some time now. Maybe he hadn't accepted it, but he was self-aware enough to recognize it. For some reason, he still wasn't quite ready to make things official. Why? Good question. It was easier to not discuss it, and to not draw attention from anyone else regarding it. He was sure some of his siblings might not adore Lillianna, maybe, though if he was being honest, he had once told Lillie to go fuck herself. Time changed a lot of things, clearly, but he didn't know if it changed everything, and some questions were better left unanswered.
He was grateful for the time they spent together, even if it was something they both were a bit.. secretive about. He wouldn't lie if anyone asked, but things were easier kept private, and he was okay with that for now. Lark hardly stirred when she moved from his side, rolling to his opposite side and letting sleep briefly take hold of him. After a long while, though, he roused when he recognized she was no longer there.
Blinking sleep from his eyes, he slowly pushed himself to all fours and stretched his stiff limbs. After a few moments of waking up, he sniffed at the ground and started to trail after her scent. It led him to the stream, where she was lying with her paws in the water. He stifled a yawn, still quite sleepy, as he made his way to her side, flopping down rather ungracefully. "Sick of me or somethin'?" he quipped, leaning to nudge her neck lightly.