storm on the horizon
Scout
06-30-2019, 05:26 PM
Even if Balsam's goal of finding a mind-blowing trophy just to impress a girl seemed like a foolish feat to him, it was far from laughable. At least he had something to work toward. Sometimes Sota couldn't shake the thought that he was a bit too aimless for his own good. He hadn't even truly wanted to come here, and now here he was.. and for what purpose? Would he spend the rest of eternity chasing after Balsam? The very thought made him grin, despite how ridiculous it sounded. Chasing him sounded like one thing, but a girl? Or.. well, anyone else at all? Highly unlikely, he thought to himself. The smile lingered on his face for a long while too, feeling suddenly quite dreamy at the thought of the Sword Tree with bright red leaves. He wondered still if the branches were suitable for climbing, and he decided even just frolicking among the scattered red leaves on the ground might be enough to warrant a visit.. though it didn't sound possible, judging by how she spoke about it, and Sota wouldn't press her by asking further about the circumstances. "Sounds like my people, in a way," he admitted gently, regardless of the fact that their cultures likely were wildly different. It didn't matter much, and Sota hadn't felt like he'd met a kindred soul since arriving in these lands - so he felt even more at ease in her presence now, feeling his body relax further as his head sunk deeper onto his paws. But she continued on, admitting that her failing vision had caused her to stop her training. His expression betrayed no outward signs of sympathy - though he wasn't sure now if she could see the finer details of his features or not. Showing sympathy wasn't something that the Songa did - it was disrespectful. Even if he felt sorry for her, he wouldn't show it, he couldn't. "Perhaps you can still be one. If you wanted to, I mean," he added hastily, not wanting to offend her in any way. It didn't sound like it had been that long since she'd begun to lose her sight, and even now it sounded like she had fully lost it.. perhaps she could learn to live without it, albeit with a bit more effort. It didn't sound like such a stretch to him. "I've heard tales of warriors who had begun to lose their sight, who were still very quick on their feet, and who could steal an ear from you if you weren't careful," Sota explained with a soft chuckle. |