Taste of adventures past

*Anais* · 03-25-2015, 02:09 AM

Walk | Talk | Think

It made her smile to think of how close Glacier was to his siblings. It reminded her very much of the connection she felt with her own brothers and sister, how strongly she was tied to them and how their own wants dictated her actions. Limiting as it was, her bond with them was still a good thing. She could not imagine going through life without them beside her, could not fathom what the loss of her parents would have been like to deal with alone. If she had felt lost and adrift even with them around... But now was not the time for dismal or sad thoughts. She and Glacier were playing a game, and she had already alluded to unhappy things once. That was plenty more than enough.

Her friend added his own thoughts to his question regarding a favorite time of day - his answer which Anais thought should not have been surprising at all since she had drawn some correlation between him and the incoming night just a moment earlier - before he answered her curiosity with honesty. That, too, should not have been surprising either. She had suspected it, but hearing it stated plainly from the glacial giant's lips solidified it in her eyes. He was of the cold and bracing winter, in name and in personal preference. How lucky, she thought. It would have been so unfortunate if he felt his name was wrongly chosen or incorrect in some way, considering the implications it had. Though Anais would have been the first to speak against him being a hard mountain of ice; he was far from it as far as she was concerned.

The conversation changed again, moving along as it was again Glacier's turn, and she should have known that something was coming by the tone of his voice when he said her name. His explanation of her during their initial meeting brought back the unpleasantness she had been trying to avoid, and she could feel that little nervous side of her begin to rear its head. She shifted beneath his touch, comfortable next to him though her thoughts were anything but. She did not answer right away, and when she did she spoke very softly. "I'd gone adventuring, too far from home. I found a wolf, sitting by a river eating a fish, and because fishing was always special to me I tried to make friends with him. Only..." Anais could see him, his predatory smile, that knowing glint in his eye. She could almost hear the double edged words he had spoken to her still, words that had gone above her head because of her naivety at the time.

She shifted nervously again. "He wasn't a friend. He wanted to take me, and keep me, and he could have had me." Her father had been so angry when he had found out, and though she had known that something had been wrong there he had needed to bluntly point it out in order for her to finally realize just how much danger she had been in. "But he got too bold and decided to tell my parents, as if it was my choice to go away with him. They knew though," she added, still seeing the anger and hurt on their faces, "They knew I was scared. They chased him off, and...I was too afraid to go off on my own again." All those adventures she had missed...all because of him.

Anais closed her eyes against the image of him and turned her face into Glacier's shoulder again, letting his warmth, his scent, his comfort, his compassion, drive away that horrible lingering memory and replace it with something wonderful. He had unknowingly changed so much in her life, returned her to a place that she had lost all hope of returning to. Even without her growing feelings for him, he represented a great deal to her.

Art by Dancing Crows

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