work so hard, forgot how to vacation
atticus
11-21-2024, 10:57 AM
Atticus. She loved the name. Watching him move with sure steps, she feels intimidated by his certainty, but in a good way. It was as if he felt no insecurity. For a second, she wanted to bask in it. What did it feel like to feel so comfortable with yourself? Smiling in return as he drink, she moves to sit upon the grass and tilt her head up to admire the willows. "The pleasure is mine, Atticus," Gem murmurs gently, her cheeks flushing with warmth as she purposefully avoids his gaze. Her alabaster ear does turn to listen to him speak. So he wasn't from here? Interesting! She definitely wanted to know more! Once upon a time, she had heard of Insomnia, her gaze turning to look across the waters to where Medusa ruled. It was not often she heard bad things of the peculiar woman. Gem is lost in thought, wondering about different packs for a moment, when she hears him ask about where she's from. "I am from Boreas. To the south, there are tall red rocks, I was born there, but have traveled around to many places here," she answers easily, her tone friendly and only a tad shy as she turns her full attention to Atticus. "I love the adventure, but sometimes I think it would be nice to settle down," Gem lets out a wistful sigh. In truth, she could easily return to her family's pack and find peace there, but she wanted... something different. There was so much sorrow around her family, especially her siblings now, that it felt difficult for her to return. |
Hematite, Gem's Mastiff, is always with her unless stated he isn't.