happy endings are the hardest to fake,
12-13-2017, 10:38 PM
She'd hesitated for so log at the border. She had watched Torin leave and had stood on the precipice of moving forward or staying in place. The rainbow knew she couldn't just live here in contentment but there was still the possibilities of so much hurt if she moved on and left the lands again. But even inside Lirim there was a chance for hurt, her attacker still lived among them. She was conflicted, but she knew safety was in Lirim as long as Torin and Rory were around. She felt like neither of them would let her come to be hurt again, but what if they weren't around? It was with a deep breath that she finally had worked up the nerve, she was going with Torin. It never had crossed her mind to tell Rory or even ask Torin. She was running again, and this time it was to catch up, to find an adventure. She never knew that this adventure would turn into more. She was like a little rainbow bullet. She got distracted and it caused her to stop on her way. Her distraction? A tiny little bird. They connected almost instantly. And now the bird was tagging along. She raced along with the bird following her. When she finally caught up she found Torin with another girl. She didn't look so good but then torin was pressing up to her. Jewell's ears pressed back. At first it looked like Torin might be trying to force the girl to go where he wanted but she waited. Her two toned gaze assessed him. "Torin? You not hurt her? Droite? In Jewell's defense she was on high alert anyway. She didn't want to let her guard down and to cause another problem for Rory. She moved closer. Her new friend landed upon her head. "I think he's helping her, Jewell." The words were thick with a french accent, but it was clear He was more fluent than her. The little eastern rosella parrot was definitely going to be a good help. He had spoke with her earlier in french and now he was speaking in English. He was certainly highly educated. She gave a gentle nod so as not to dislodge her friend. Then was quickly on the other side of the girl, though her 23 inches were likely very little help. "Jewell help, Alois help. Take her home?" She looked to Torin for his thought on it. Walk, "Talk" Think |
Faite as Jewell's guardian is allowed in any and all her threads regardless of the tag. She may enter as she see's fit.
All of Jewell's French will have a span title over it, hover for translations.