You couldn't kill me if you tried
She watched as the celestial fae sat down, her tail curling around herself and Tel mimicked her. The girl looked up at the she-wolf with wide, curious eyes. Wondering what the Alphess of Valhalla was visiting her for besides the usual. When Aurielle let out a soft sigh, Tel's ear would twitch and her gaze flicked away for a moment as she sensed that perhaps, this might be more of a serious visit. “I’d like to ask you something, and it’s up to you if you want to answer me. But I do ask that your answer be honest.” Tel nodded, "Of course," She didn't have it in her to lie...so she thought. She didn't really have reason to lie. She had only ever really talked to Ardyn and his mother, and since she wasn't taught the social cues or anything really, she didn't have reason to be dishonest. She hadn't exactly gone and done things to get in trouble, either to warrant a lie...
As her own alien gaze drifted to her paws for a moment, she caught the slight shift of movement and she looked up to find Aurielle's gentle gaze upon her. “Where are your parents? How did you end up alone?” Her ear made the smallest of movements, her tail curling just a little closer to her paws. While she had often thought about her own parents, she wasn't quite prepared for the questions. She wasn't sure how to answer..."Um...well...I...don't know..." She looked down at her paws for a few moments, heaving a heavy sigh as she continued.
"My momma disappeared when I was really young...I don't know about my dad, but I think the same happened with him...I don't remember much of either of them though..." She furrowed her brow as she quietly turned her gaze to meet Aurielle's. "My memories of them are...fuzzy...I think I dream about them sometimes, but...I can't see their faces...I just remember things being warm...their voices...their scents..."
For a moment, she began to reminisce about what her parents smelled like. If there was anything she could remember most, it was the way they smelled. Her mother smelled like fresh pine needles and earth...sort of like what it smelled like after it rained...moss...the rivers...her father smelled more like an ocean breeze and the smell of earth baked under the sun, warm and comforting...she'd never been to the ocean, but she had caught bits of it on the wind when she was close enough. Their voices were warm. Comforting...at least for the short time she was allowed to be with them...
"I...I don't know where they are or why they left me alone..." Her voice saddened when she thought about it. "I don't even know if they're alive, but I like to think they are and that maybe they had to leave for a really good reason...that maybe they'll come back for me one day..." She was hopeful, but even she knew that was likely a longshot...
"Speak"
