I will scream with the howling wind
02-04-2015, 08:08 PM
Rhythm wouldn't notice her sister's consciousness until she'd slipped away from her grasp. She'd catch a glimpse of her bright eyes and knew her escape plan might be all over now. Ears would fall to her head as she looked back to Motif. She would beg internally that she had forgotten about last night, that nothing had happened and she could go on hiding her turmoil forever. The question would stop her, knowing this was the critical moment, what could she tell Motif that would reduce suspicion? Of course she would notice if she never came back to the den. "I was going to get a drink. Sorry I woke you." She'd put on the smile she used to subdue Shaye's questions, knowing it was almost fool proof. Though Motif knew her rather well it was likely she might even spot the white lie Rhythm wished to spin. Nothing was alright, and she didn't know if it ever would be but she knew she wanted to deal with it alone. She couldn't admit her sadness to her siblings. Not after what they'd said at the birth. "Speech" |