In The End, Know My Intent
Gywnevere
Bloodletter
04-04-2021, 02:36 PM
Balthier was troubled by his feelings being here in The Hallows and with his mother. He didn't mind the travel, in fact he enjoyed it. He was an adventurous young boy and was eager to see what the world had to show him, even if it was all covered in snow and ice and not at it's full potential right now. What he had an issue with was his mother. He wasn't exactly sure how to feel about her other than the natural need to want her affection and protect her as his family. But the emotions weren't the same he felt for his father, his siblings, or Poem and her family. It made him a little sad to feel that way, he knew he shouldn't have. But he couldn't help it. His mother felt like a stranger to him, even while he tried to remember all the memories he shared with her. She had never treated them badly other than leaving them to live here in The Hallows, so there was really no harsh memories for him to go by when he looked at her. Just a strong tension of what he had missed out on in her absence. He preferred the courtyard of the castle, mostly because of the traffic that ran through it. He sat up against a wall by a western staircase. The boy wanted and needed friends, but he felt like as long as he was here, even not acknowledged, the amount of wolves that came through the area made him feel close to them. There wasn't a place like this in Abaven, he usually had to make advances to others to get anyone's attention and he wasn't really good at that. Here he could sit in the courtyard and basically trap the other wolves into meeting him. Maybe that seemed kind of wrong, but he was getting desperate for the attention of others. |
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