Building Courage
03-04-2015, 12:49 AM
Walk | Talk | Think He should have been home inside Glaciem, finalizing his decision to jump into whatever fighting for Odette wanted them to have. Miksa had basically made up his mind, but getting the courage to say it, to make it final and certain, was daunting. Was he a fighter? By no means, no. He was far from it, timid and quiet and too uncertain of himself to think he had the strength or cunning to best someone in combat. But his mother had been. She had been strong and brave and led others who wished to better their physical prowess as fighters and defenders, and he hoped that some of that same natural gift and talent might somewhere be within him as well. But saying so aloud to his leader was scary. He was avoiding it, though he knew it was clearly overdue for him to make such a decision, particularly with their numbers so few. He sighed as he traveled along through the still snowy terrain - even in summer it seemed impossible to be without the stubborn white stuff. No, he was not quite ready to tell it yet, and so here he was, padding through the woods that neighbored his home as if extending a patrol further than was necessary though he knew deep down it was just avoidance. Maybe if he spoke to Odette about it, got her encouragement or backing for the decision...but that still involved talking to her and telling her. Why did it all have to be so daunting? Miksa was disappointed with himself, with his timidity, but feeling helpless with it he merely continued to wander about without direction, aimless and lost in thought. |
