porcelain dreams
iroh
12-11-2019, 07:49 AM
Iroh tried to stay close by Pyrrhic, he knew his cousin needed support even if he wouldn’t admit his need. Their discussion about God and how involved the deity was. Iroh still wasn’t sure when it came to his beliefs. As long as he remembered the Abraxas spoke about god and his will, but Iroh never experienced any miracles nor the voice of their god. There was no evidence of him, no real incentive to follow him. Iroh was questioning all of his beliefs. He took his massive frame through Auster’s lands, for days now he debated about finding Banshee again. He enjoyed talking to her and he couldn’t help but think she could help him work through his thoughts better than Pyrrhic. He was.. nervous about saying the wrong thing in front of his cousin. Not that he’d been given any real reasons to think as such. For now though Iroh enjoyed his solitude. Until he heard that heart wrenching call. The young Abraxas froze as the sound reached his ears and his heart fell. He knew that voice and immediately his massive paws took him towards her direction. Time seemed to slow as he made his way to the site of the call. Banshee didn’t call for him, but he would appear before her anyway. He could see the distress in her as he finally appeared before her. He took more time than he wanted to find her in the cattails but when he did, she was a sight for sore eyes. Iroh rushed to her, not caring if she didn’t wish him right now all he desired was to hold her and cure the sorrow she called out. "Banshee." His deepening vocals called out before he made his way to her side, hesitating not to push his head into her neck. "Banshee, are you alright?" He worried about her more than his own problems. "" |
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