Sun Kissed
09-06-2018, 06:03 PM
It seemed apparent that this canine had been with Lirim longer than she had originally thought, ears fell backwards against her head, feminine features twisting into a concerned emotion; he seemed distraught, but it appeared to rear its ugly head silently. Baelfire had traveled for many seasons alone, although that life style had led her to many interesting places, it had also granted her the ability to read people. A part of her wanted to ask him what was going through his head currently, what had him so distracted? What happened to this poor fellow... Baelfire Kolceg was a creature of generous raising, she valued others emotions, upheld truth to the highest honor. Warm spring toned eyes now rested on the double colored canine as he spoke of their shared interest; Lirim. Her heart broke a little when she heard that he was the only battle based ranking of the group, although she certainly wasn't skilled at fighting, she could at least give it a shot? Her eyes watching him closely, trying to read his emotions from his patterns. It was a mixture of sadness, confusion, and perhaps even a bit of a lost feeling. She wanted so badly to reach out to him, to offer him a comforting shoulder to cry on, an ear to vent to. Baelfire remembered briefly what her own past had been like, it certainly wasn't a good one, and it wasn't something she felt as if she could talk about either. Thus, if Zell refused to tell her what troubled him, she could support him unbiased. She didn't need his whole backstory to at least be a good person, to be a good friend. "Ah, well, they must just know that they don't need anyone else to do your job for you! I'm not the best at holding my own, so I could certainly use some guidance." As his apology slipped from parted jaws Baelfire once again felt a little piece of her heart break, it was as if tiny little cracks littered the surface. He seemed to feel like he was walking on egg shells, it was taking everything she had not to give him a comforting nudge to the muzzle. She wasn't sure if he had a lady anyways, if he did by chance, he could take offense to such a notion. Thus, she sat her distance away and patiently thought over how she could respond to him. The female understood a lack of social interaction, she herself hadn't had much since her arrival in Ardent. "Why do you apologize, my friend? Come walk with me." Her light steps now carried her forwards as she headed towards the edge of the territory border, blinking slowly she peered around in a relaxed manner. As the pair neared the more grassy area of the Willow patch, she exhaled softly enjoying the sound of the breeze rustling through the leaves around her, finally she spoke. "Zell, my job as a healer is to help people feel better, this means physically and mentally. I feel that you are troubled by dark things clouding your mind, they swirl around endlessly. Body language is easy to read, especially when someone's speech matches their emotions so effortlessly. Baelfire paused for a moment, letting her next sentences stew on her tongue, she didn't want to hurt him. She didn't want to see too pushy, but her intuition was screaming in her own ear. She knew when certain things needed to be said, and because of her personality, she was able to say them without hurting another. "These thoughts that go through your head, they are negative, correct? You don't have to tell me, of course. But as you do your job, I too, must uphold the duties of my own." Moss colored eyes watched the red and white canine as she awaited an answer, she hadn't planned on speaking up about what she had gathered from the male. But as soon as he apologized, she felt like she needed to make him aware of her intuition. It wasn't that she was psychic, no that's absurd, Baelfire just felt as though the life of a healer was her destiny. The mind was a fragile thing, and only those who truly knew their work were able to mend a broken head. It was the hardest, and most dangerous, of any and all injuries. |