so hold me
Ion
01-24-2020, 09:31 PM
Roan settled himself beside her, moving slowly and carefully so that he didn't injure himself further. That pleased Iolaire. some men, like her silly brother, pushed themselves to their limits unnecessarily. Roan was more cautious which was exactly what she needed in a partner. Someone who used thought before action. Did she say partner? Yeesh.
Of course Roan's first order of business would be the bear that murdered his sister, Dapple. She wouldn't be the typical, selfish woman and wail, 'noooo, you can't!' There was honor at stake. There was principal. Such a beast couldn't be allowed to live. Once a creature developed a taste for wolves, it needed to be culled. It would continue to kill. So, in response to his plans, the healer nodded. "I'll be waiting for your return." She trusted that he, accompanied by Sirius and hopefully her mother, would come back unscathed.
His next comment shocked her and green-gold eyes went wide momentarily. He would present the skull to her as a wedding gift? Iolaire searched his face for a long moment but saw nothing but conviction in his gaze. He meant it. He really meant it. She remembered this feeling. This chest tightening hope. Last time it had ended badly. This time she could only hope that Roan would be more true than Yrionne had been.
"I'll display it with pride," was her response. And she would. If Roan found her worthy enough to share such a large piece of his life with her, she would accept his offer. He already knew that she couldn't help him further his lineage. He knew her mother somewhat. He knew her brother. She had no other secrets. If he could accept who she was, then she would have no problems accepting his offer.
Moving in closer to Roan, the tiny woman slid against him, pressing her head against the underside of his chin. "Do you feel like this is unfolding too smoothly?" Her voice was soft as she spoke her mind aloud. "I feel like, at any moment, I'm going to wake up. Or something bad is going to happen." She never was very optimistic when it came to her own life.
Of course Roan's first order of business would be the bear that murdered his sister, Dapple. She wouldn't be the typical, selfish woman and wail, 'noooo, you can't!' There was honor at stake. There was principal. Such a beast couldn't be allowed to live. Once a creature developed a taste for wolves, it needed to be culled. It would continue to kill. So, in response to his plans, the healer nodded. "I'll be waiting for your return." She trusted that he, accompanied by Sirius and hopefully her mother, would come back unscathed.
His next comment shocked her and green-gold eyes went wide momentarily. He would present the skull to her as a wedding gift? Iolaire searched his face for a long moment but saw nothing but conviction in his gaze. He meant it. He really meant it. She remembered this feeling. This chest tightening hope. Last time it had ended badly. This time she could only hope that Roan would be more true than Yrionne had been.
"I'll display it with pride," was her response. And she would. If Roan found her worthy enough to share such a large piece of his life with her, she would accept his offer. He already knew that she couldn't help him further his lineage. He knew her mother somewhat. He knew her brother. She had no other secrets. If he could accept who she was, then she would have no problems accepting his offer.
Moving in closer to Roan, the tiny woman slid against him, pressing her head against the underside of his chin. "Do you feel like this is unfolding too smoothly?" Her voice was soft as she spoke her mind aloud. "I feel like, at any moment, I'm going to wake up. Or something bad is going to happen." She never was very optimistic when it came to her own life.
Io has a dwarf caribou companion and a snow leopard companion. Assume they aren't with her unless stated otherwise.