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Risk; - Kensa - 05-26-2019 i never said that i would be your lover kensa love is madness @[Risk] I am sorry this is fucking weird. I wanted to set up this little thing and then I'll probably reply with Kelynen..? Kensa has not bonded with him so he's gonna be messed up! yay! RE: Risk; - Risk - 05-27-2019 The world feels too big, too much for her when her new brother is not pressed safely to her side like a life raft. The dark girl keeps her face pressed lightly to his neck despite being slightly taller. She feels her heart drop any time their steps fall out of sync, causing their skin to part briefly before she hurries back against him. The girl only lifts her head when Kensa returns home, dripping and eager to kiss their faces as she draws closer to the duo. Risk smiles and closes her eyes beneath her mother’s warm affections as her ears swivel back to allow her more skin to kiss.
As Kelynen leaves her side, the copper brindling shimmers in the morning sun. The girl hates how cold she feels when he isn’t there to anchor her but she’s quick to curl against Kensa’s other side. Risk remembers hos her mother left before she could even nurse from her, taking the scent of milk and remorse with her like a whirlwind. But the thought is quickly pushed away in favor of making new memories in the dark one’s place. This is home now. This is her mother now, she tells herself. And she loves her surrogate family enough that it feels true. The primarch is always there when she wakes from her night terrors and she soothes her frightened heart with gentle words. These new, pleasant thoughts ease her mind enough that she leans her head against the brown and gold of her shoulder. How strong, how brave her mother was to face war and still come home as soft as before. “Where did you go today?” she asks curiously, her bright eyes watching Kensa like her next words might be gospel. She smells like the lake each time she comes home and so the little shifter never quite knows where she goes. Any story, true or not, would satisfy her adventurer’s heart though. “Maybe some day Kelynen and I can come too. We’ll be good!” may my enemies live long Risk so they can see me prosper. RE: Risk; - Kelynen - 06-10-2019 take a walk through the wreckage —clearing out my head kelynen how do you always know? @[Risk] RE: Risk; - Risk - 06-13-2019 The weight of her brothers head resting over the curve of her small back makes her feel at ease with her family, bundled close to them all. The corners of her lips curve up into a smile without her even realizing how happy her heart has become with these people. Some nights, she even forgets the mysterious woman who kissed her face and walked away. There are no questions or fears on those nights, only Kensa and her brother when she drifts off to pleasant dreams. This has become a place that no longer imitates home but is home for her.
When her mother mentions mysterious strangers, her eyes grow wide like Kelynen’s but there is something wild behind her eyes. Her father’s fearless heart beats in her chest and faces every challenge with the same unyielding bravery. Whatever mysterious is, she wants it and so much more. Risk glances back at him when he concurs with her words and she smiles wider still. He is always quick to agree with her and it makes life flow so smoothly to know he always has her back. But she sees the fear creeping over his sweet face and so, when he moves up closer to her, she gently bumps her nose to his cheek. She will protect him from any strangers or those who would wish him harm. When he returns her bump, a bright giggle comes bubbling from her as she looks back to Kensa. Exploring in Hyaline? Mysteries here, in their very own home? Her eyes glimmer with that dangerous animal pacing within her once more. Risk turns her black and copper head toward Kelynen with mischief tucked into her smile. “What do you think? Should we play tag while we explore?” But before he can reply, she lightly nips his shoulder and takes off running, kicking up tufts of grass in her wake. may my enemies live long Risk so they can see me prosper. |