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i do not want to move mountains - Lillibet - 12-01-2021 Lillibet Her mother had always told her to listen to the animals. It had never made sense as a child - Oceane was the one who could speak to wildlife; she hadn't inherited that ability. But Oceane stood by her words, had taught Lillibet to listen to the casual chirp of the birds and the quiet rustling of the rodents who had made Loess their home. Usually, such noises sat in the background of her thoughts. They rarely drew much attention, except for in their absence. It was much the same in Sylva; she'd learned to listen to the natural noises of their perpetually golden forest. She had set out to explore that morning, just the same as usual, with the intention of finding something unfamiliar in the depths of her home. Lillibet had seen much (if not all) of the territory, but the young adult always held high hopes that she would find something new as she wandered. At first, the ethereal woman couldn't place exactly what it was, but something felt off. When she finally realized what it was, she immediately felt unsafe in the Sylvan forest. Everything was silent. The animals were no longer speaking. Lillibet had tried to find her family, but they were nowhere to be found. Her self-preservation forced her to leave without having found them, and now the sickness of her abandonment sits like acid in the pit of her stomach. The forest sits quiet all around her, the aftermath of the earthquake finally settling back into the depths of the earth. In her shock, she stares blankly into the empty spaces between the tree trunks. Unmoving. Uncertain. When the familiar form of Herrin meanders into her periphery, Lillibet doesn't make direct eye contact with him, but doesn't fail to acknowledge his presence. “It's gone.” Her amber eyes finally turn to look at him, brow furrowed in ill-hidden panic. “Your creek. It's gone.” RE: i do not want to move mountains - Herrin - 12-04-2021
RE: i do not want to move mountains - Lillibet - 12-04-2021 Lillibet “I don't know,” Lillibet answers Herrin's first inquiry at a whisper - it does not want to fall from her mouth with its admission of ignorance, but there is nothing else for her to say. She knows nothing more than he does, and their distant view of the new shoreline through the parallel trunks of the Forest inspires cold, overwhelming fear to grip her chest. “I don't know,” she says again, when finally she pulls her gaze from the horizon and to the painted buckskin beside her. She doesn't remember him possessing wings the last time they had spoken. “Sylva was so quiet,” her lower lip trembles before she forces herself to dissociate from the distress, “All of the wildlife... gone. I couldn't find anyone.” Lillibet's amber eyes turn away from the gold-accented man, clenching her blunted teeth in an attempt to steel herself against the torrent of emotions that threaten to flow freely across her ethereal face. A short sigh falls from her lips, but no words follow; she refuses to voice what she is most ashamed of. That she had run. “Where were you?” the question comes out more accusatory than she had intended, but as they peer out over where their home and Kingdom used to be, she finds that she's much less interested in being polite than she is in the daydream that she could someday conceive a storm dangerous enough, and lightning impressive enough, to avenge her missing family. If only she were more than just a girl who glows. RE: i do not want to move mountains - Herrin - 12-04-2021
RE: i do not want to move mountains - Lillibet - 12-05-2021 Lillibet Herrin's sudden and blatant amusement flips a switch inside of the young woman; her near-catatonia is replaced with a quick burst of anger. His smile is met with cold, narrowed pupils. “You're no help,” her nostrils flutter with a snort, “Why are you smiling? Our entire home is gone. People are missing.” She could go on, her anger mounting, but the winged stallion ends their eye contact pensively and Lillibet takes a moment to inhale deeply and turn her own gaze away, averting her attention in hopes that it will help calm her. Her amber eyes look unseeing over their surroundings as she loses herself in her thoughts; only when Herrin speaks again does she offer him a mirthless side eye. But when Lillibet opens her jaw to offer him a response, she has nothing to say at first. Her natural instinct had wanted to say that she would go with Link, and her heart sinks as another wave of grief threatens to overtake her again. Her ivory tail slaps with agitation around her glowing hindquarters. “Does it matter?” Her eyes find him again and she wonders why he has so swiftly gone from smiling to pensive. “I won't be trying to infringe upon your privacy again, if that's what you're worried about.” RE: i do not want to move mountains - Herrin - 12-11-2021
RE: i do not want to move mountains - Lillibet - 12-12-2021 Lillibet Lillibet's indignation seems to have struck something. Herrin's change of attitude does not go unnoticed by the ethereal girl, and she affords him her forgiveness (she suspects he would continue on unbothered even if she held steadfast to her attitude) with a quiet sigh and pursed lips. She nods her gold-striped head once, amber eyes searching his face even as the thought of her parents' chosen hovel, a cave somewhere deep in the Sylvan forest, plays ominously through her head. “Yeah, maybe.” Perhaps Oceane, too, had heard the quiet of the wildlife before the quake. She calms herself with the thought that her mother had endured much in her life, as had her shifter father, and it was unlikely that something like this would have ended their lives. Her gaze flicks to the sky for the briefest of moments, instinctively searching for the outline of her mother's flying frame. When Lillibet looks back to the buckskin tobiano, her anger has slipped back beneath the surface and the newest wave of grief has passed. “What about you, Herrin? Where will you go?” RE: i do not want to move mountains - Herrin - 12-19-2021
RE: i do not want to move mountains - Lillibet - 12-24-2021 Lillibet Herrin's confirmation that he, too, is unsure where he will venture now that Sylva has disappeared beneath the sea leaves Lillibet with an increasing sense of being displaced. She swallows hard, tries to press the feeling away with a clearing of her throat as she turns her amber gaze away from the tobiano stallion. The ethereal girl takes a moment to consider their options, together and separate. They could part here, never to see each other again. Or they could decide to journey together, and from there their options are three: linger in the commonlands, attempt to finagle their way into someone else's kingdom, or find a place of their own. Lillibet is drawn away from her thoughts as Herrin speaks again, hisvoice a bit more lighthearted this time. "How many shapes do you have?" she asks, intrigued and unbothered by etiquette. Her gaze inspects him, settles briefly on the feline spots that dot his sides, and then returns to his obsidian eyes. She sighs, the sound exasperated, as she offers an idea that is only half-joking. "We could claim a land together," and wait for her family to find them, with a place to call their own again, "I hear there's a quiet canyon to the east." RE: i do not want to move mountains - Herrin - 01-15-2022
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