[ Respond | Andarin: The Mountains ]
Posted by Formaldehyde on February 28, 2009, 9:41 am, in reply to "you'll never come to break my fall;"
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My inked pools had glanced off into the near moonlight, pondering those things within my mind, why everything happened, how it happened. When. Where. Ultimately there was no answer that could possibly be uniform enough to satisfy me as a proper response. My pinions swerved backwards, which were followed directly in motion by my cranium, which swung back around with its blue roan features. The apertures had come to listen to the orations of the Wolf Queen; she had decided to respond to my question. I was curious, though for some reason, worried, as to what her answer could be. Ever since I had been appointed Haruspex, the burden upon me felt weightier. Though I was not Queen- I should hope not- I understood now, the feeling of all the world laying upon your sturdy shoulders.
Her winds caressed my blue roan skin as I listened; at first, her simple statement confused me. It hadn't given me much of an answer at all, but I had not interjected my opinion, as befuddled as I was, and waited. Because I always knew that when it came to the Wolf Queen, patience would always prevail. She had a mysterious way of replying to everyone; it only took time- and just that, patience- to figure out how to understand her. I had perfected this art, or so I believed.
As Fenrisulfr continued on after her long pause, summing up the reasons, I slowly looked away, my gaze haunted with the ink stigma shade, watching the lunarscape and its counterparts, the stars. I closed my orbs after a moment's pause, a sigh escaping my lips as I gave audience to Fenrisulfr. She was praising me, though I felt little more than shame upbraid me. Again, I had not the words to speak, though I did feel grateful that Fenrisulfr could trust me; upon her dry statement of paranoia, I allowed a small, halfhearted chuckle to escape the depths of my throat. I nodded, reopening my occuli to gaze steadily back to my leader.
Another sigh came, dissolving the slight crease of a smile upon my lips, as she spoke of my constancy, or at least until someone stole it from me. I shook my head bluntly, not in disagreement, but more of a sorrowful acknowledgment. "Everyone takes it from us eventually." Yay for positivity!
Her next words sent a blow to my good sense, and it felt as though someone had landed a hefty blow, double barrel kick, to my ribcage, fracturing the bones. I practically felt the puncture wound in my heart as a broken rib strayed too far- this was, of course, all metaphorical.
But the realization of what she had said dawned on me.
I swallowed, first; there was nothing else I could do. Had I attempted to utilize my voice at that moment I probably would have choked on my spit or something foolish as that. My Earth rumbled boredly beneath me, though my Fire became excited and lit my mane in a nice wreath of flame. After a moment of staring, bewildered, at the Wolf Queen, I dropped my head's height a bit, dipping it, thanking her. Though I felt tension of my nerves swell up within me, and my total surprise, I could only say thus: "I am... For lack of a better word, surprised, that you think so highly of me. If the time comes, I shall try my best." As I rose my crania back to its peak, however, I made a stern tone within my vocals as I added, "But let's make sure it doesn't happen for a long time." Andarin had gone through two leaders already in my time. The last thing we needed was to lose an important member of our herd, let alone another head of the homeland.
And besides. How could I, Formaldehyde, lead Andarin? Gods, save me now.
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