What a Rare Trip, Indeed
02-10-2014, 07:31 AM
Silent's mind had been playing back the day she met Song. The meeting was coincidental, but she wouldn't have taken back that chance encounter for anything. If she hadn't come across the white female, then she would have never realized how amazing the woman was. She wouldn't have experienced being pregnant the same time she was, except Song was carrying her first bunch of babies and Silent was carrying her last. The roles had been reversed in regards to the age processes and she couldn't be happier that it had happened. A soft sigh escaped her black lips as she continued to blankly look out across the vast ocean. The blue seemed to merge with the sky at the farthest point possible, making it look as if it continued up and over the whole world. The atmosphere was calm and serene, making Silent's nerves less frayed and more relaxed. As she continued to enjoy the observations she made, a voice broke through her thoughts. It wasn't Faolan, so who did the voice belong to? An ear turned in the direction of the stranger, shortly followed by the silent turn of her head. Emerald green gaze lost its distant expression, only to be replaced by evident caution and curiosity. The female seemed nice enough, but who was to say she was covering up a personality that was the opposite? Silent proceeded to show guard in her words as she spoke after the stranger's greeting. "Good day," she said, tones mirroring the caution in her gaze. And yet, they remained warm to the ears of the female and Faolan, whose ears had perked and his head rose to check on her. Silent's other ear moved in the direction of her son, letting him know she was aware of him noticing. Her eyes slowly blinked and she let a soft smile appear on her aged face. "The weather is perfect for a day at the beach, don't you agree?" "talking" |