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RE: we can hold hands & skip afterwards - Kyna - Oct 18, 2015 [dohtml]
RE: we can hold hands & skip afterwards - Niles - Dec 07, 2015 Would def' like to do another "play date" of sorts when the holiday festivities are over since this turned out to pretty much be an "introductory" thread. xP
[dohtml] “It’s…far," she told him and he wasn't sure what to make of the sensation he was feeling in his chest (he would figure out soon enough that this was an inkling of sadness and disappointment). "Not sure you’d be back. Before the night.” To the latter of her statements, he merely gave a soft sigh and a nod. There were only two things he was sure to be certain: he would help her find someplace to start climbing and, when he did finally head back into the western parts of Relic Lore and towards home, he could simply cry out and his mother and father would come to collect him (as long as the trees about him were willows). "We look for a path then," he announced to her, standing up now to start wandering about at the base of the mountain. It was the least he could do, really; and, if he had been his father, a part of him was sure that this was the sort of thing Angier would do. Niles so wanted to emulate every part of that notion. If he didn't get back home until nightfall, he still had his scent trail to rely on and only "puppies" were afraid of the dark. "C'mon!" he encouraged with something of a hop in his step. If she was afraid of the dark then he needed to be sure she could get home before then. Somewhere in the distance, the persistent kok-kok-kok of the flying creature echoed but Niles paid it no mind. The opportunity had already come and gone, but he knew now what he ought to be to and for Kyna: a protector and keeper in addition to a friend. After sometime he managed to spot a not-so-steep incline that was not-so-covered with loose dirt and gravel. He gave her another smile, apparently willing to walk with her until she had to start clambering over conveniently placed boulders and other places where he knew he might have trouble descending from. RE: we can hold hands & skip afterwards - Kyna - Dec 13, 2015 [dohtml] Niles was turning out to be a much better friend than she’d initially thought, cowering at his feet as she was chased by the horrendous bird. The entire ordeal had been terrifying – but the result? The princess was beginning to think it quite worth it. He was quiet, and kind, and reminded her of Greer in all the best ways. There would be more than one reason to venture down on this side of the mountain, she thought, with more than one wolf to visit along the way.
Even the silence was companionable as they scouted the side of the slope, looking for something passable by a cub. Her ears were up and interested, tail swinging easily behind her – the swarthy prince was someone to be trusted, admired, and someone to hold with great respect. She would have to tell Wren…or perhaps her father? She would tell someone about the wonderful new friend she made, but she would have to get home first. Once a path had been found, she turned to bump her nose against the other pup’s. “I can go from here, I think,” she encouraged him, even if some of the rocks up ahead looked daunting. “You should get home. Before dark.” With that, Kyna began again, her climb towards home ever slow. “Be safe! I’ll see you soon!” |