05-17-2017, 06:30 PM
Azar
For a moment... She thought he might attack or something. She would normally think that was silly, but she came from a forest not far from here that had it's own sort of dangerous creatures, hidden predators, within it just waiting to strike. A thrill of fear zipped down her spine and she halted, doe-eyes wide. Frozen still.
"Hey!" he said, breaking the spell. She pulled a cautious smile to the corner of her lips, still uncertain about this boy that was both frightful and not at all scary. "I'm Ivar. Who're you?"
Azar, she traded softly. She almost stepped closer to him, only a little step, but she remembered that flash of something else in his eyes. There for hardly a breath and then gone. It was locked in her mind now though. She was raised wild and quiet in the forest, just another woodland critter. She would have to know the look of something dangerous. Maybe he wasn't, maybe she was just overly-cautious. But still.
So she took a silent step backwards instead, willowy limbs deliberate and fluid. I'm from the forest. A different one, she added uselessly. Vibrant green eyes never left him as she allowed her senses to stay aware of their surroundings. All seemed so quiet though. If he really was dangerous somehow, could she get away quick enough on her own? Oh, how she wished she could fly. Daddy wasn't really capable of teaching her though.
My father is a bear, she stated flatly, quiet but firm. A warning maybe, not to harm her. Although, Daddy wasn't here, though, was he. And she'd never had a mother.
She felt uncomfortable, uncertain. She wasn't used to speaking so much.
Are you a wolf? she asked to distract him, though she was curious, thinking of the other shifters that lived with them. Sometimes they got a glittery-hard look in their eyes too. Or maybe he was a tiger, like the others.
"Hey!" he said, breaking the spell. She pulled a cautious smile to the corner of her lips, still uncertain about this boy that was both frightful and not at all scary. "I'm Ivar. Who're you?"
Azar, she traded softly. She almost stepped closer to him, only a little step, but she remembered that flash of something else in his eyes. There for hardly a breath and then gone. It was locked in her mind now though. She was raised wild and quiet in the forest, just another woodland critter. She would have to know the look of something dangerous. Maybe he wasn't, maybe she was just overly-cautious. But still.
So she took a silent step backwards instead, willowy limbs deliberate and fluid. I'm from the forest. A different one, she added uselessly. Vibrant green eyes never left him as she allowed her senses to stay aware of their surroundings. All seemed so quiet though. If he really was dangerous somehow, could she get away quick enough on her own? Oh, how she wished she could fly. Daddy wasn't really capable of teaching her though.
My father is a bear, she stated flatly, quiet but firm. A warning maybe, not to harm her. Although, Daddy wasn't here, though, was he. And she'd never had a mother.
She felt uncomfortable, uncertain. She wasn't used to speaking so much.
Are you a wolf? she asked to distract him, though she was curious, thinking of the other shifters that lived with them. Sometimes they got a glittery-hard look in their eyes too. Or maybe he was a tiger, like the others.