ardent

Float On



Lior

Loner

age
5 Years
gender
Female
gems
135
size
Small
build
Medium
posts
95
player
01-05-2015, 06:24 PM


Age would soon classify her as an adult, though Lior felt no experience in her age. She could hunt, a little, though really what more did she know? A few herbs and their uses? The girl felt pathetic in that sense. However Lior would not let that doubt gnaw at her heart forever. She could not lose herself, to further break their family. Father and mother lost... the siblings had each other now. Destruction still seemed to lurk, but only on the edges. She was watching over them it seemed... but without truly interacting. It bugged Lior, truly it did. But the female had faith Destruction would approach them in her own time. In her own way. The woman was a beast of her word.

The remainder of the winter had been in isolation for the most part, though with enough interaction with her siblings to let them know she was alive, still 'well'. Lior had been doing so much thinking during the harsh season. She tried, hard as it was, to see the good in it all. In the deaths of her parents, in the lives that she and her siblings lived. They had to carry on. They were the next generation... and through them Bane and Tahlia would live on. Lior promised herself, come what may, that when spring arrived she was going to find some way to better herself.

...and she had been debating that a pack was the way to go.

The girl would nudge the flowers she brought , settling them between the graves of her parents. Lior had been bringing fresh flowers since they began to bloom. With a soft sigh and small smile she would dip her head. "Not sure if you guys can hear me but... we'll carry on. We'll hold you in our hearts and memories. We miss you... I know I do... but... But it's okay. Someday... we'll see each other again.  I'll tell you all of what I've learned then." The girl lifted her head again, turning and raising her muzzle to the sky. A short howl was made for her sister. She wanted to speak with Anais first... perhaps just spend such much needed time with her sister. The time of grieving needed to end somewhere... and with a new year ahead, now seemed the time to begin to truly live once more.

"Hear Me Talk,"
'Read My Thoughts.'


Table by:: Evelyn