Don't Get Cold Feet Now
06-04-2018, 09:37 AM
He had jussttt finished burying the young boar in the snow when she came out of the den, even with her waddling she was light enough that he barely paid mind to the sound. He ceased every other thought that had been on his mind the moment his eyes took in the sight of her, causing his body to freeze with his right forelimb pressing into the snow mid-snow plow push. His ruby gaze become quite obviously in a state of aw as those eyes widened and his features relaxed from it's previously stressed and stern pull on his facial muscles. His ears gave away his confusion on how to react as they indecisively stood tall and folded repeatedly until finally, they remained upright as they tuned into the sound of her voice while she spoke.
He felt that same flutter, and he was thankful for that. He missed her, and although he always had matters to tend to keep him distracted from that fact, he felt it tenfold when it was finally allowed to present itself whenever he saw her. Her love and her swallowed spite hit him hard in a cocktailed wave of emotions. He sighed and allowed himself to breathe and dropped his ass into the snow beneath him, pulling his two front legs together finally so that he could get used to the sudden change in gravity. Once he steadied himself he was able to try and focus- though it was clear he completely missed what she had said. He was that lost in his emotions, his brain already accessing far corners that were hard to pull itself out from. Fear had a tendency to do that to someone who had been through enough of it, even if fear was now the face of an upset pregnant wife.
Zuriel was everything to Elias, even if he did not realize it. Without her, he would have never grown the confidence to accomplish Ruina. He needed her, though there was a severe problem with the way doubt filled his head when they weren't together- and only when he saw her did he the realization that she was ultimate in his necessities. The way he looked at her made it quite obvious he was lost in thought and emotion, a distant look to him even though he sat right there before her. Eventually, the cold snow against his short fur pulled him out of thought and the tall beast stood up again to get himself out of it now that he was becoming better at handling his line of thought. He stepped forward, uncovered the young pig and then looked back up to her and froze all over again.
'Focus, Elias.' Thoughts spoke in a voice that was not his own, but they were truly his own either way.
Disclaimer: Elias suffers from schizophrenia and occasionally has violent outbursts.
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