Lets dance, baby
10-27-2014, 02:28 AM
The boy was losing it, but she couldn't see how bad his injuries where, not after they had been tended to and covered but she could only imagine that they weren't pretty. The way he seemed to struggle to stay on his feet, shifting his position to keep himself there and even his eyes struggled to remain open, drooping slowly closed as he struggled to hold on. Some part of her was telling her she should leave, he could not relax until she was gone and her presence was only causing him aggravation. However, that determined part of her that refused to never back down was itching at the back of her thoughts, her pride was telling her that to turn away now would be a loss. With her soft whine he was brought to himself again, he could see the alert in caution in eyes that blazed open once more. She held back her sigh, dammit boy, she wanted to say, relax already. What was she going to do anyway? Sass him to death? She sighed, keeping her thoughts to herself ? with their language barrier she didn't have any other choice. He moved towards her now, pushing himself off from the tree as he did so. There was something about his strength of will here, something about his determination that almost made her smile ? neither of them wanted to back down, and she could imagine their pride clashes heads. He kept indicating with his head, indicating again and again and a soft whine escaping his lips. She sighed softly, she wasn't giving up exactly, he was moving with her see? She wasn't stepping away from him just this clearing. She nodded her head slowly, sighing again as she turned down the path he clearly indicated and took a step on it, he moved ahead of her, and so long as he didn't stop or indicate that he would be abandoning her, she would willingly follow his directions. She made certain her whole movements where gentle and un-threatening, telling him she truly meant him no harm. "Speech" |
