Grapevine Fires
11-10-2013, 10:59 PM
His reply was noble, honourable. It was sweet that he was so traditional about it, how he cared about his father bestowing the name upon him instead of simply taking it without fear of the consequences. Then a question that had occasionally plagued the petite maiden when she was travelling. What if her long travel to find the man who had assisted in her creation was all in vain, and he was dead, or had forgotten all about the children who had all left in search of him? She sighed, looking down at the sandy floor of the den for a few heartbeats, then turning her ivory masked face and it's orchid toned optics onto the male once more. ?I think I would return home, or meet the rest of the family anyways.? She told Jyla with a shrug, sighing as the possibility settled itself in her bones. She was getting closer to finding her family though, so she wouldn't worry herself all too much now. ?What about you, what would you do Jyla?? She asked the unique pelted man, cocking her delicate cranium to the side quizzically. ?Speech? |