Sick of Riddles [Sparrow]
11-13-2017, 09:41 PM
Rock Walk
There was something in the other woman's eye, reinforced of course by her dry laugh and clipped words, and it settled cold and heavy in Peregrine's stomach. The life of a leader seemed to sit no softer on Sparrow's shoulders than it had on hers. Whatever mockery of strength had been left in Pere's frame fled her as she wilted again. Her packmates had left her, her family had left her and dumped the pack on her... It almost seemed like Sparrow didn't even want it. But she was still there, holding on to the home she had always known, and perhaps whatever good memories still lurked there. Peregrine didn't know. She wanted to, but she could hardly think at all past the heartbreak she felt for the other woman. There was nothing she could do or say to express it, but Peregrine felt a thread of connection tighten within her. She could only imagine that the feelings of loss and mourning she had felt as her own pack was lost to her would be even stronger for the smaller fae before her. Something inside of Peregrine twinged and hurt. She couldn't let Sparrow know that pain. "Abaven isn't going anywhere," she said in a gentle but firm voice. Whatever happened, Peregrine would not allow that to come to pass. She was afraid to swear it to Sparrow, to have another promise between them waiting to be broken, but she would swear it to herself. If only she could swear to keep her own paws out of her mouth. Peregrine winced as the meaning of her words was mistaken by Sparrow, watching as the her distant exterior broke away to show something much different beneath. She hadn't meant she'd intended to leave after this, only... Well, she didn't really expect Sparrow to want her to stay. She realized that instead maybe all Sparrow needed was someone she could really lean on, even if for a moment. Peregrine pressed forward, coming just within the boundaries of Sparrow's personal space. "Hey, I didn't mean it like that," she said quietly. "It's only, I figured you'd have run my ass all the way to the ocean by now." She attempted a tiny laugh and a wink, trying to muster whatever charm she might have once had. "I won't promise to stay, because I don't want to break any more promises. To anyone. But I can promise that as long as I'm able, I will always come back." She wouldn't lie. Wanderlust was as much a part of her as her heart and lungs. But there was something about this small earthen fae that drew her back over and over again. "If you really mean it, I would be honored to call Abaven my home for as long as it will have me," she said with a soft smile. It was undercut by a subtle fear that Sparrow would decide she couldn't forgive Peregrine's coming and going, would tell her to leave and stay gone that time. Peregrine decided it was worth the risk. |
