What I Want
Sibyl - Fall Seasonal
12-12-2020, 04:18 PM
The rustling of color-changed leaves overhead in the gentle autumn wind mixed with the melodic white noise created by the flowing river. Several of the warm-hued leaves dropped from the canopies and fluttered around like snowflakes made of foliage, coating the ground in their fiery tones and floating downstream in the water. Azriel sat beside the water's edge, watching each leaf drift on by in the current with distant grey eyes. He was waiting for Sibyl to finish putting away some herbs she had collected to replenish her stock after tending to Fel. The Abraxas fae had gone back home, as she had a habit of doing, but she had left behind uncertainty and opportunity in her wake. Something she had said when she had been with them last stuck with the dark-furred brute and played havoc with his thoughts. Join Aerie. Such a simplistic concept, but with such great implication... Nothing was ever as easy as words made it out to be. This, especially, would be a terrible ordeal for him.
She had no way of knowing his history when she had extended the offer to them; how could she have? The three of them had never had much in the way of deep, insightful conversations—save for their last rendezvous, when Fel had allowed them a peek inside her psyche and her private life. Not even Sibyl knew the full extent of his history with packs or where he had come from. The notion was an acid that ate away at his mind. Was he ready to even entertain the idea of being in a pack again? Would they even want him? He was far from an ideal candidate, and though he had no doubts in his abilities, he doubted his ability to function as part of a collective again. He'd been on his own, caring for himself and himself alone for so long. What would it be like reintegrating into pack life? Would Aerie even be the right fit for him? Fel alone was a damn good reason to pursue it, but what were the long-term ramifications?
All of these thoughts and concerns had buzzed about in his head for days. He had to have a conversation with Sibyl though—a chance to reflect on where they'd been, where they were coming from, and what they wanted moving forward. This was a chess game and they needed to plan their next move carefully, as it had the potential to be life-altering. Before he could reach his decision, he had to hear his partner's side first.
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"Speech" | Thoughts
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