ardent

Where Did It Go?



Jewell

Somnium

age
4 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Small
build
Light
posts
94
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12-14-2017, 01:33 PM


She listened to him speak and couldn't help the sigh that escaped from her. She didn't feel the need to wander or explore, hadn't felt it since her incident but she did have to be honest with herself. She needed to prove to herself that she could go beyond her comfort zone. She aimed to lean against Rory gently. "Jewell need push farther, but Jewell scared find more Ariets out there. Comfort here with self. Not happy though. Want world back." She wanted her world back, she wanted that innocent thinking that no one would hurt her. That she was too sweet and childlike to be hurt.

She knew deep down somewhere she was truly depressed but she hated to let anyone know she wasn't that little ray of sunshine she had always been. Her smile fell to it's true self in that moment. A sadness that called itself a smile captured her lips. It wasn't forced this way, but she didn't know the haunting look to her eyes as she looked over their lake had joined it. She remembered the pain and the feeling of him taking the innocence from her, ripping away everything in one day as he had. He called it a game but she knew now it was no game. She had no term for it until she'd heard it fall from the mouth of those two strange wolves. "rape...." It was whispered as she was lost in the thoughts and memories of it. It was like she was a pup in that one word again, so quiet and filled with question. Why would someone ever want to hurt her? She had no answers but she knew who would. Ariet. But did she dare face him? She didn't know yet.

Rory's words brought her back and she looked up at him. She shook her head when he apologized. There was no need to do that. She was fine, safe once more. That he had cared enough to save her had been enough for her. Though now Ariet wasn't there at his island, she did want to go back, there had been two other scents and she needed to know that the two of them were safe. She would have to bring them back if they were still there to give them safety but where would she find them? "Rory not need feel sorry. Jewell is safe now. Jewell need go back though. Find two smells, need make sure they not hurt too." Would Rory care if she brought two others back if she did this? She had taken so much onto herself and now she needed to do it once more. She had three souls she needed to find. Faite, to bring her back. Then those two that were on the island with her. They had carried Ariet's smell but under it had been something else. Did she know they were family to Rory? No.

She looked up, a determination setting itself in her eyes again. She spoke, this time needing to be honest as possible with Rory. "Jewell like Rory lots. Like Torin not as much as Rory. Like Rory most all." She admitted to him, trying to convey to him the feeling but would he accept that? To her he was more than just her brother, of course she also knew she was not truly his sister either.

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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.